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This scenario is not an isolated case.

Similar scenes continued to unfold throughout the battlefield.

The mechanical dogs have various ways of attacking. Some are equipped with miniature machine guns, some are loaded with small explosive devices, and some carry electromagnetic pulse generators that can interfere with electronic equipment.

They choose the most effective means of attack depending on their target, demonstrating a chilling tactical intelligence.

"They're not simple remote-controlled weapons," a scout who had fled back to the defense line reported breathlessly. "They're capable of independent judgment and decision-making, can identify the threat levels of different targets, and can even coordinate with each other to complete complex tactical maneuvers!"

MacArthur stood beside the command vehicle, observing the battle ahead with a serious expression.

His chief of staff, Colonel Wilson, handed him the latest battlefield report.

"Casualties are rising too fast, General. The front line has lost nearly 20% of its troops, and we have destroyed no more than 10% of the mechanical dogs."

"Concentrate heavy firepower," MacArthur ordered, his voice tinged with urgency. "Have the M1A1 tanks concentrate their fire to cover the infantry's retreat to the second line of defense."

The few surviving M1A1 tanks began firing at the mechanical dog pack, and the roar of the 120mm main gun echoed across the battlefield.

The shells exploded when they hit the ground, raising huge clouds of dust and flames, and indeed destroyed a group of mechanical dogs.

But what's strange is that these mechanical dogs seem to be able to predict the location of the artillery fire and disperse before the shells hit the ground, greatly reducing the effect of heavy firepower.

“They have early warning systems,” the tank commander reported over the radio. “They can detect the trajectory of the shells and take evasive action. What the hell are these things made of?”

What is shocking is that the mechanical dog not only has extremely strong attack capabilities, but also demonstrates extraordinary adaptability and resistance to attacks.

A mechanical dog that lost one of its legs to shrapnel was still able to move efficiently on its remaining three legs, with almost no loss of speed.

Another mechanical dog with damaged head, although losing its main sensor, is still able to continue fighting through the auxiliary sensing system in other parts of its body.

This resilience completely destroyed the confidence of NATO soldiers.

They were accustomed to facing human enemies—opponents who would tire, become afraid, and retreat in response to pain.

But these mechanical warriors know no fatigue, no fear, and will not even stop because of pain.

Their only goal is to complete the mission, no matter the cost.

A senior sergeant attempted to organize a group charge, hoping to suppress these mechanical enemies through numerical superiority.

Led by him, a dozen soldiers, armed with rifles and bayonets, rushed towards several relatively isolated mechanical dogs in front. They successfully surrounded one mechanical dog and shot it with dozens of bullets, leaving it covered in wounds.

“We killed it!”

A soldier cheered, watching as the mechanical dog finally stopped moving.

But just when the soldiers thought victory was in sight, the dying mechanical dog suddenly activated again, emitting a harsh electronic sound and rushing towards the center of the crowd.

Before the soldiers could react, the self-destruct device in the mechanical dog exploded, and the shock wave and shrapnel from the explosion instantly took the lives of seven soldiers around it.

“Oh my God, they’re going to blow themselves up!” the sergeant major cried in horror, his face stained with his comrades’ blood. “Retreat! Everyone retreat immediately!”

This self-destruct mechanism has become one of the robot dog's most terrifying weapons.

When they are damaged to the point where they can no longer fight effectively, they will use their remaining energy in a suicide attack, maximizing the damage while destroying their core technology to prevent it from being acquired and studied by the enemy.

NATO soldiers quickly learned to keep their distance, but this created another problem - long-range shooting was less effective against the mechanical dogs and had a lower hit rate.

They were caught in a cruel dilemma: getting close meant facing the risk of self-destruction, while keeping distance meant being unable to effectively destroy the target.

Panic began to spread among the troops, and more and more soldiers began to doubt the significance of this battle.

They have never received training on how to fight against the robot army, and all their tactical manuals and combat experience seem outdated and useless in the face of this future war.

“We’re in a slaughterhouse, not a battlefield,” a sergeant whispered to his comrades beside him, his voice filled with fear and despair. “Those dogs are here to harvest us.”

Indeed, the mechanical dog's attack pattern is more like a planned harvest than a traditional battle.

They do not rush to charge or take unnecessary risks, but advance in an orderly manner, gradually eroding NATO's defense line.

They use their technological advantages and tactical intelligence to inflict maximum casualties at the lowest cost.

What makes the American soldiers most frustrated is the inhumane cooperative combat capabilities of the mechanical dogs.

Three to five mechanical dogs often form a small combat unit, with one responsible for drawing fire while the others deliver the fatal blow from the flank or rear.

The coordination was so seamless that it was almost unbelievable, as if there was some invisible neural connection between them.

"They don't think independently," a communications officer shuddered to tell MacArthur. "They're controlled by some kind of central artificial intelligence that coordinates the movements and decisions of each robot dog in real time."

“This is not the decentralized command we’re familiar with. This is… This is a completely new form of warfare.”

MacArthur's face became increasingly gloomy.

He began to realize that his troops were not just fighting against advanced machines, but against a completely new combat concept - a future form of warfare that perfectly combines artificial intelligence, robotics and swarm tactics.

Tragedies continued to unfold on the battlefield.

A platoon attempting to retreat was surrounded by the robotic dogs. The soldiers formed a defensive circle with their backs to each other, but the robotic dogs did not attack directly.

They first released some kind of jamming device, rendering all the soldiers' communication equipment inoperable, and then began to circle around them rhythmically, continuously shrinking the encirclement while emitting creepy electronic sounds.

“They’re playing with us,” the platoon leader said despairingly, “like cat and mouse.”

Finally, when the soldiers' nerves were stretched to the limit and they almost lost their minds, the mechanical dogs launched an attack at the same time.

The whole process lasted less than ten seconds. When the support troops arrived, they only saw corpses on the ground and a few mechanical dogs leisurely leaving.