บท 483: The Last Shackle

The atmosphere on the wall was depressing.

Soldiers hidden behind cover anxiously rubbed the trigger, aiming at the robots hundred meters away in ruins.

It had a circular body filled with fluid but powerful short legs, if it was not for the daunting machine gun and the grenade launcher on top, its appearance was cute.

"What are these things…" A recruit moved around his sore arms as he said with unease.

"If the "reptile" comes, remember to aim at the observation hole, the four holes on its wall." The soldier beside them also looked unsettled, but because of his experience traversing through the wasteland, he didn't look too fearful.

[How does this thing look like a reptile?]

"Okay, okay!" The recruit gulped, perhaps he thought the first okay didn't sound confident, so he replied again.