17 Conscripted

These Motorbots were of all sizes. There were light trucks, cars, vans, sedans, and even motorcycles and scooters.

What was surprising was that the motorcycle Motorbots and the scooter Motorbots had guns in their hands. These brand new automatic rifles were loaded and aimed at the two of them.

The motorcycle Motorbots were about the same height as ordinary people. They were short and didn't have much strength. The only difference between them and humans was that their bodies were made of cold steel.

This type of Motorbots would become the main labor force at the bottom of society in the future.

"What are your names? Where did you come from? What are you doing here?" a red Alto Motorbot asked them.

Looking at the muzzles of the guns, Huang Quan took half a step back and smiled. "Big Brother, don't be rash. My name is Huang Quan. This is my brother, Lin Qing. We came from Shenbei to seek refuge."

A short white scooter Motorbot picked up a pen and wrote their identities on a piece of paper.

"It's everyone's responsibility to protect humans. From now on, the two of you will be conscripted. In return, your food and drink, as well as your safety, will be ensured. Is that alright?"

Huang Quan was dumbfounded. They had only just arrived, but they had already been conscripted. "Big Brother, allow me to ask one thing. You said that our food and drink will be ensured, but what will we drink?"

"Gasoline, of course," the red Alto said seriously. "The gas station here has been occupied by us, so outsiders can't drink gas."

"Don't say I didn't tell you. We Motorbots will die without gas to supplement us."

Huang Quan thought about it…

"Brother, don't you feel your stomach rumbling?"

"It does rumble. But whose fuel tank doesn't?"

"What do you eat then?"

"The corpses of beasts!"

"Do you eat them raw?"

"No shit. How else would we eat them?"

Huang Quan felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of eating a raw steel beast. It was no wonder that everyone's teeth were about to fall out.

"Lin Qing, what should we do?" Huang Quan cast him a questioning look.

There were only a dozen rifles that wouldn't cause much damage to them. He would only need five seconds to crush these gunmen into scrap metal.

If Lin Qing made a move, it would be even easier. He could defeat all of them with a round of laser bullets.

But Lin Qing shook his head slightly and said to the Motorbots, "What do you need us to do?"

"It's simple. Just search for food on the streets every day and repel wild beasts when you encounter them."

As expected, this was what Lin Qing had guessed. He nodded. "Okay, we brothers agree."

"At least you know what's good for you." The Alto waved his hand, and the people behind him lowered their guns. "Leave a team behind to guard the place. The rest of you, follow me to sweep across New Eighth Street. As for the two new people—Lin something?—follow me."

Following behind them, Huang Quan said softly, "This isn't your style. Why didn't you destroy them?"

Lin Qing sighed. "These people are different from Brother Liu and the others in the service area. They are organized and gather Motorbots to protect ordinary humans.

"There are many organizations like this in other places. As long as they're not too much, we don't need to care. In any case, we still have to hunt steel beasts, so just treat it as helping them."

After the Cataclysm, officials started to recruit Motorbots. But there were also some who didn't want to be under others, so they gathered a group of people to survive independently.

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the periphery of New Eighth Street. Lin Qing could see hundreds of steel beasts on the street from afar.

Instead of rushing forward rashly, they hid behind a building. Then the red Alto revealed his battle plan. "The machine gunners will take turns to fire from the left and right and advance in layers. After taking over the street, the first team will go up to the tall buildings on the left, and the second team will go up to the tall buildings on the right.

"Since the new guys are big, you guys will go up first. If you dare to run away, the people behind you will turn you into pulp."

"No problem." With that, Lin Qing turned into his mecha form, and so did Huang Quan.

For some reason, the sky turned dark again.

The two giants stood behind a motorcycle Motorbot who was holding a gun, causing him to shiver while stunning the rest.

"C-C-C-Captain Jiang."

"If you have something to say, then say it!" The Alto's eyes were focused forward, and he didn't turn around at all.

"C-C-Captain Jiang, t-t-t-this is too big."

Looking at a four-meter tall dog on the street, the Alto said, "It's indeed very big. This will be a tough battle. Where's Ye Daying? Have you found him?"

"Captain Jiang, I'm not talking about the dog." The person behind him was about to cry as he gently patted the Alto's shoulder. "Look back and see for yourself."

Sensing the silence behind him, the Alto turned around and saw a dark mass. "Eh, why is there a wall here?"

That wasn't right. He raised his head and looked up along the wall to see two large faces facing him. They belonged to two mechas, one red and one yellow.

Unlike ordinary Motorbots, these two mechas were perfect and looked like works of art. One of them had the character 車 printed on his chest, while the other only had half of the character on his chest.

He had seen this symbol before. A person called Ye Daying in his team had this symbol on his body, but it wasn't obvious.

Huang Quan laughed. "You're Captain Jiang, right? When are we charging?"

Gulp! The Alto swallowed a mouthful of air and said with a bitter smile, "Just call me Little Jiang. If there's anything, let's finish this battle first before talking about it, okay?"

He knew that they were big guys when he first met them. After all, one of them was a heavy truck, and the other was a mining dump truck. They would be at least ten meters tall after transforming.

But he didn't expect them to be this big. One of them was 18 meters tall, and the other was 20 meters tall. This was just too terrifying!

In particular, this red heavy truck didn't seem to make sense. He had seen heavy truck Motorbots before, but they were only at most 15 meters tall. What's going on with these Motorbots that are much taller than usual?

"Okay!" Lin Qing nodded expressionlessly.

After taking a deep breath, the Alto said in a low tone, "All teams, listen to my command. Act according to our original plan. Now go."

Da da da!! Da da da!

The motorcycles and scooters rushed out with their rifles in their hands. The two-man teams cooperated very well and put their arms around each other as they slowly approached the steel beasts.

Bullets pierced through the bodies of the steel beasts one after another as the Motorbots gunned them down. On average, it took several dozen bullets to kill one steel beast.

Upon seeing this, Huang Quan said indifferently, "They've been training for a long time. This is a little interesting!"

"Captain Jiang is probably responsible for that." Lin Qing looked down at the red Alto, who was staring nervously at the battlefield.

In the Cataclysm, only motorcycles and scooters could operate firearms. This was because their bodies were similar to ordinary people, but they were also stronger than ordinary people.

On the other hand, slightly larger Motorbots wouldn't be able to use guns. In fact, their fingers wouldn't even be able to fit into the trigger guards, let alone use guns. To them, holding a gun was like holding a toothpick.

These scooters and motorcycles matched well. They had strong mental fortitude, and none of them took even half a step back. Furthermore, not only was every shot accurate, but they were also steady.

Lin Qing didn't know whether it was an illusion, but he could see the aura of soldiers from them.

After shooting down a group of steel beasts, the gunmen went up the stairs of the buildings on both sides of the street. The sound of glass shattering rang out. Then guns were positioned at the windows on the second floor of the buildings.

"It's our turn. Let's go!" Captain Jiang waved his hand as he looked at the enraged steel beasts.

As they rushed out from behind the building, the group of Motorbots charged forward fearlessly. From the wounds and aura on these people, Lin Qing could tell that this was not the first time they had done this.

"Old Huang, I'm going!"

"Wait, I'm going too!"

With one hand on the roof, Lin Qing jumped out nimbly and walked to the middle of the street while Huang Quan followed behind him.