In fact, Griya has taken out the pistol since the attack on the underground base, but he did not expect that he would actually shoot so quickly.

Just as the guy outside the door broke into the door, Griya pulled the trigger without hesitation when he saw the other person's face.

The pistol's muzzle burst out with flames while roaring. Within a distance of only ten meters, time and speed almost lose their meaning, because as long as you aim accurately, it is impossible to miss it.

Griya's personal shooting skills are indeed very accurate, so he aimed at the robot's head and saw a ball of flame rising from the opponent's steel head. He could see that the hard metal melted or even burned in that instant. It can be seen that this pistol is not an ordinary bullet that can kill bullets by relying solely on kinetic energy, but a special-seed bullet that can instantly generate thousands of degrees of high temperature around the target.

But even so, the black robot only took a little back half a step back, and then rushed straight towards Griya at a faster speed.

It is a mechanical monster that is upwards and weighs several tons. If it is close, no human will be his opponent.

Griya looked at the other party's burning head and took a little back half a step back. At the same time, the trigger in his hand tapped, and a string of bullets burst out almost in a line, roaring towards the robot in front of him, and burning in his joints.

He shot all the bullets in five seconds, and the gun was hit.

The robot fell less than three meters away from Griya and fell vertically. The flames on his body were not extinguished, and the whole room was filled with the smoke and smell of burning metal.

Even though Griya's bullet did not penetrate the opponent's armor, its high temperature finally successfully destroyed the joints of the robot, making it unable to move smoothly.

From this perspective, tracked robots are indeed superior to two-legged robots, because the transmission system of the two-legged is undoubtedly more complex.

And complexity means easy to cause problems.

Griya withdrew from the empty magazine. Even though he was as calm as he was, his heartbeat accelerated slightly at this moment.

The robot fell down in front of him and remained motionless. Griya had already recognized that this robot was a deteriorated imitation of the Doomsday Mecha that was not coming tomorrow. To put it bluntly, it was something that was used to be exhibited around the game that was made by players in the square of the exhibition center.

But now it seems that the other party actually used the robot as part of its wireless control, and even let it break into the command room of its underground base.

Of course, judging from the fact that the opponent was able to penetrate the locked door just now, its power and attack power should not be underestimated, but the disadvantage is also obvious. That is, because it is a civilian imitation, there is no way to install some high-tech weapons, so it can only be used as advanced infantry in the end.

While thinking about this, he also walked to the table in his office, opened the drawer, and there was a box of bullets full of bullets. He took out the bullet box and pressed the red bullets inside into his magazine one by one.

However, at this moment, Griya suddenly felt his right foot tightening, and then while filling the pistol with bullets, his whole body suddenly soared into the air. He subconsciously turned around and found that he had been caught by someone's ankle hanging in the air. The one who grabbed him was the imitation of Doomsday mecha that had been knocked down by him just now. Although his whole body was almost wrapped in melted metal shells, the originally molten shell in the joint area was torn apart by external forces at this time, which made the robot restore its ability to move.

Once you get close, the gap in body shape and strength between one person and one machine is almost destined to be a crushing and massacre.

But Griya did not give up because of this. He reached out and quickly inserted half of the magazine back into the pistol, then hung upside down to aim at the robot's joints and toes. According to his estimate, as long as he could destroy the opponent's leg joints and the metal feet used to support, there would be an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

But the moment he raised the gun, the robot also stretched out another metal arm, and couldn't help but hold Griya's hand holding the pistol together. Griya knew that it was not good, but she could only grit her teeth and shoot. The hot bullets were fired from the muzzle and hit the robot's palm. At the same time, the high temperature and fire also burned Griya's own right hand. He felt that he had lost his palm at that moment, and the next one was the almost heart-wrenching burning pain. He almost fainted, but still bit his tongue to keep himself awake as much as possible. The smell of rust in his mouth spread, and blood flowed in his mouth.

But right in front of him, the robot let go of his burning left hand and saw that the pistol had been rubbed into red twists by the other party, and his right hand, which was also strangely shaped, was completely unconscious and left with only pain.

"I really deserve to be Major Griya." Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the robot made a cold mechanical sound: "I didn't expect that under such circumstances, you were still thinking about how to defeat me."

Griya took a breath of air conditioning. At this time, he was still tightly grasped by the other party's ankle, like a doll with her legs caught. After all, the gap between the strength and body shape between the two parties was too obvious.

He felt that he was being lifted up by the other party to see the head of the robot that had been burned into a melted wax.

"Introduce yourself to you."

"I'm Lu Yuan."

Griya's pale blue pupils suddenly shrank, almost becoming a mung bean.

"Yes, after introducing yourself, you can die with peace of mind." Lu Yuan said calmly in the Doomsday Mecha's body.

At this time, he had completely controlled the entire underground shelter, after all, hundreds of machinery had rushed into it.

He did not deliberately indulge in killing, but only one of the many people here wants to complete his revenge in person.

After saying this, the robot held the other person's ankle and then swung him hard on the metal floor as if he was swinging a whip.

I heard a heavy muffled sound in the room, as if a wine bag filled with wine had broken a hole.

Then the robot walked to the drawer of the desk that he had just opened, took out the half-pack of bullets, came to Griya's body, and squeezed the box of bullets in his hand.

The flame burned in the mechanical hand, and then Lu Yuan let go of his right hand.

The flames fell and then burned on Griana's already broken body.

Everything is silent.

Lu Yuan himself couldn't explain his current emotions, and killing people in this way, and he really had no real sense.

He stood in the world of the Internet and turned around.
Chapter completed!