For scavengers, nothing was more desperate than falling into the hands of the Mechanical Legion.
The man cowering in the corner at this moment was staring blankly at the prison door in front of him, unmoving. The room was small and dirty, filled with a stench. But no one cared about such trifles. They just trembled and huddled in place, waiting for their inevitable death to come.
These people were all scavengers. Not everyone had the courage to join the resistance. Many just wanted to survive, hiding in the ruins and living off the garbage and food found there. Of course, once these people were discovered by the Mechanical Legion, their fate would be grim. It was a blessing to be killed on the spot by those robots, but what was more horrifying was... many would be captured by these robots and sent to the prisons in the base.
No one knew what these robots wanted to do with them. They only knew that those who were taken away... never returned.