Trojan Horse

Ever since joining the army, Yang Yi had participated in hundreds of exercises. He felt that he could be regarded as someone who had seen the world.

However, at this moment, he was shocked by everything in front of him.

The liquid metal was like a living liquid, forming a hemispherical shield in front of the robot.

Bullets from all directions hit the spherical shield. They had no effect except for producing a string of sparks.

Although he couldn't take a closer look, from what he could see, the gunfire rain didn't even leave a trace of scratches on the shield.

There was only one thing he was curious about, which was, what material was this robot made of?

After gulping, Yang Yi moved his right eye away from the sight. Staring at the battlefield that had become a one-sided massacre, he asked with a trembling voice, "Is this… even human?"

Standing next to him, another soldier said with difficulty.

"Obviously not…"