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At this moment, outside the assembly plant.

Although the gunshots continued to ring out, Ahmadinejad calmly chewed on something called khat.

This thing is just a plant with leaves, but it has similar effects to betel nut.

Although few bodies have been found so far, they have completely taken control of the assembly plant gates under the cover of drones.

According to the intelligence gathered beforehand, there were only fifteen armed bodyguards in the factory.

Ahmadinejad deployed a large force of over three hundred people for this drone mission.

Three hundred against fifteen, the advantage is mine!

How could it be possible to lose?

However, at that moment, Ahmadinejad suddenly heard singing coming from inside the assembly plant.

The singing sounded strange, like a child's voice, and the melody was very light.

But why would those Chinese play such songs at a time when lives are at stake?

Have they given up and decided to surrender?

By then, the singing was getting closer and closer, and Ahmadinejad could clearly hear the lyrics.

"Looking for friends..."

"Looking for friends..."

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and many more!

Ahmadinejad suddenly awoke, wondering where the singing was coming from.

Why is the source of the sound getting closer and closer to them?

Not only Ahmadinejad, but most of his men stopped fighting out of curiosity at that moment.

Someone asked about the drone operator.

What exactly is going on over there?

"I don't know, my drone seems to be malfunctioning... it's not responding."

"What? Let me see it!"

The person next to them snatched the controller from the operator and found that it seemed to be true.

The connection signal was still working, but their drones seemed to have lost control.

And the same thing happened with other drones.

Almost at the same time the song started, all the drones of the Northern Route Liberation Army went out of control!

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "My God! What is that?"

Everyone turned to look.

Deep inside the self-assembly plant, they saw rows of mechanical constructs, each less than half a meter tall and covered in metal shells, slowly approaching them.

Although these mechanical creations are small in size, they are all carrying a dark-colored gun on their backs.

Some people even saw rockets!

What exactly is that...

"It's a robot dog! They've activated the robot dog!"

Ahmadinejad finally realized that these were the very targets of their attack: the robotic dogs created by the Chinese.

I can't believe they actually activated all these robot dogs?

But aren't there only a few dozen Chinese people working in this assembly plant?

Why are there at least a hundred robot dogs in front of us?

Where do they get so many people to operate the robot dogs?

"Looking for friends..."

“Found a good friend!”

“Found a good friend!”

“Found a good friend!”

……

Just as Ahmadinejad was stunned, the robot dog opposite him suddenly let out a cheer that they couldn't understand.

Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, they could still sense a certain elation in their tone.

Before they could figure out why, the robot dogs in the distance suddenly sped up and charged toward them in droves.

At the same time, bright red fire snakes began to shoot out from the backs of these robotic dogs.

Jab Lala!

The first wave of attacks tore the flesh and blood of more than a dozen militants to shreds.

Only then did Ahmadinejad suddenly wake up, shouting, "Attack! Attack! Kill these pieces of junk!"

Awakened by Ahmadinejad's words, the militants at the scene opened fire in retaliation, seeking revenge for their comrades.

However, almost at the same time they opened fire, the robot dogs in the distance began to disperse and break apart with far greater agility than before.

These robotic dogs skillfully navigated curves across the battlefield while relentlessly advancing towards the enemy.

As they ran at high speed, the weapons on their backs never stopped firing, and every time a shot was fired, an armed man would fall to the ground.

So accurate!

These robotic dogs are as accurate as elite ace pilots, almost never missing a shot!

The Northern Route Liberation Army, which had just thought it had victory in its grasp, was suddenly routed.

After one of his soldiers was shot in the head, Ahmadinejad immediately and without hesitation climbed into the armored vehicle.

Right now, only this armored vehicle built by the Americans can give him some peace of mind.

"Sir, what exactly happened?"

"Those robot dogs are terrifying!"

"They outnumber us; we are no match for them!"

There was a gasp of surprise inside the armored vehicle, but Ahmadinejad hesitated.

He had already witnessed the power of those robot dogs; they were far more formidable than he had anticipated.

If such a powerful mechanized force could fall into his hands, he might not only gain control of the Northern Route Army, but even half of Pakistan...

"Don't retreat! Those robot dogs can't penetrate our armor! Charge in! Once we find the operators, we can stop these robot dogs!"

Ahmadinejad had barely finished speaking when one of his subordinates exclaimed, "Drones! They have drones too!"

what? !

Ahmadinejad immediately looked out through the peephole.

From the direction where the robot dog appeared, a dense swarm of drones suddenly took flight!

That number must be at least four or five hundred!

impossible!

Each drone requires a pilot; where did they find so many people?

"Looking for friends..."

"Looking for friends..."

……

Cheerful songs also rang out from those drones.

However, the singing was distorted by the buzzing of the drone, making the rhythm sound much faster and the tone sharper than the singing coming from the robot dog.

Moments after takeoff, a swarm of drones arrived.

“Found a good friend!”

“Found a good friend!”

Drones emitted strange noises and crashed directly into the armed men hiding in the building.

A long series of explosions immediately rang out on the battlefield.

Even Ahmadinejad's armored vehicle was targeted by at least four or five drones and was completely shut down amidst a series of explosions.

Just moments before the armored vehicle was destroyed, Ahmadinejad escaped through the emergency exit.

The impact of the explosion behind him caused him to fall to the ground, leaving him somewhat dazed.

"Looking for friends..."

"Looking for friends..."

The violent explosion caused Ahmadinejad to lose some of his hearing, making him unable to hear the sounds around him.

But the eerie singing lingered in his ears like a ghost, sometimes near, sometimes far, like a curse.

Ahmadinejad now understands that the lyrics mean drones and robot dogs are searching for a target.

When the lyrics change to "find a good friend," it means they have found a target and are preparing to attack.

Why? Why is there such a huge discrepancy between American intelligence and reality?

These are not ordinary drones or robot dogs!

They are definitely not manipulated by someone behind the scenes; they are clearly killing weapons that can act on their own!

Ahmadinejad felt he had been too slow to react; he should have run away the moment he saw the robotic dogs appear.

Although they outnumbered each other, they were still no match for the hundreds or thousands of robot dogs and drones.

Greed has ruined everyone!

Suddenly, Ahmadinejad heard a chilling song coming from the side.

“Found a good friend!”

The next instant, the sound echoed from all directions around him.

“Found a good friend!”

"Found a good friend!"

"Found a good friend!"

"Found it! Found it! Found it!!!"

Before he died, Ahmadinejad's last sight was a robotic dog stopping in front of him.

The red-glowing electronic eye swept over him, simultaneously playing the song that had already chilled him to the bone.

"Found a good friend!"

boom!