1682. A Mistake
"Tang Yu!! What the f * ck did you send me?!!! " The vice president yelled angrily in the Los Angeles International Airport. He did not have any manners as the interim president of the United States of America.
Not far in front of him, a technician under the Rockefeller family was screaming and fleeing in panic. Behind him, a robot was in hot pursuit. At the same time, the muzzle of the right arm kept firing green paint bullets. Countless bullets accurately hit the back of the person's head, making a series of popping sounds.
In another direction, more than ten robots had already been pulled down by the US soldiers who were guarding them with ropes, and their joints were locked with chains. Of course, during this process, the green paint bullets in the hands of the robots never stopped, hitting the bodies of these soldiers with popping sounds. The air was filled with a strong smell of paint, and there was green everywhere.
Seeing such a scene, the vice president felt the blue veins on his forehead throbbing. "I want you to give me an explanation!!!"
On the other end of the phone, Tang Yu was rubbing his nose indifferently. Of course, this action could not be seen by the vice president. "These robots are an explanation for you … Didn't you want me to give you an explanation last time? You see, I sent them to you, and now you want me to give you an explanation. How about I send another 100 robots? "
"F * ck you …" The vice president almost started cursing. It took him a while to calm down. "Do you want to f * cking dye my airport green?!!!"
"How about … changing it to red next time?" Tang Yu asked tentatively.
Click! The phone was hung up.
The vice president looked at the broken phone receiver in his hand. His face was red. He kept taking deep breaths, constantly emphasizing in his heart that this was a farce, this was a farce, this was a farce …
At this time, the last robot was finally tripped by a rope and fell to the ground with a bang. More than a dozen UA soldiers roared and rushed up to press the robot under their bodies. Several other people hurriedly took iron chains to lock the robot's joints. While doing this, the gun on the robot's right arm was still constantly pointing at the face of the soldier at the bottom of the crowd. The soldier was also pressed under the robot and could not move. He could only bear the pain with a look of despair on his face.
"You bastards!! Trash! Bullshit! Trash!! Scum! … Bastard! Shameless!!!! " The Vice President stood in front of the US soldiers and the CIB's men in black, oh no, the men in green, and cursed angrily.
"We've already said the word 'bastard' once …" The presidential assistant, a Virgo with OCD, whispered.
"What did you just say? Huh!? "The vice president suddenly turned his head, his murderous eyes piercing the assistant's face.
"That … I'll immediately find a cleaner to clean up the mess …" The assistant quickly found an excuse and ran away.
"Look at what you've become!! These were the mighty soldiers of the US Army! A CIB agent! Mechanical experts!!! "The Vice President pointed at the group of people standing in front of him and scolded angrily.
There were two to three hundred people standing in front of him. Every one of them was mottled by the green paint bullets, and their clothes were covered in green paint. Tang Yu had also reprogrammed the robots. These robots did not use iron fists to avoid hurting people, but he added another program — to hit the head. These people's faces were all green, and their hair was stuck to the green paint. When they lowered their heads, the green paint was still dripping off their heads.
But the most pitiful ones were the CIB agents who were the loudest. They were attacked by the robots, and there was not an inch of their body that was not green. They could walk into the set of "Toy Wars" without makeup.
And the result of the paint on their hair was obvious. Hundreds of people here would have to shave their heads and even their eyebrows. Of course, the agents obviously needed to shave another part of their hair … Well, Little Mirror was talking about the hair on their legs.
"And!! Why are Rockefeller's people here!? Why are these robots suddenly causing trouble!? Don't tell me Tang Yu sent so many Androids just for you guys to paint! Huh!? "The Vice President continued to ask.
"We are worried that these robots have bombs on them …" The leading CIB agent in green said in a low voice.
"Shut up!! Do you think I will believe this lousy excuse again!!?? " The Vice President pointed at his nose and roared. Then he waved his hand angrily. Another assistant quickly brought over another satellite phone and connected to Tang Yu's number.
"Tang Yu, what are you trying to say by sending these robots here?" The Vice President had calmed down after his outburst.
"The videotape I sent you last time was the video of these robots in action, and the specific reason why I attacked Langley Air Force Base. And considering that you don't have suitable projection equipment, I also sent a projector, but it was dismantled by your people. So, this time, I'll just send the real thing over. Of course, there's also a projector and a videotape in the cargo hold of the transport aircraft. Those people's attention is attracted by the robot, so naturally, they won't notice these small things. "Tang Yu also put away his teasing, oh no, joking mood and answered seriously.
"So, you loaded these robots with paint bombs?!" The Vice President said fiercely.
"If these robots are using normal 12.7 mm heavy machine guns, and they won't just use weapons, they will attack at the right time with the right method, such as fists. At the same time, they will actually use US military standard weapons, such as the M-16, such as the Bazooka … Think about it, if I didn't remove these functions to ensure your safety, what can these 20 robots do to the airport? "Tang Yu asked faintly.
The Vice President took a deep breath. His eyes swept over the hundreds of soldiers who were still standing there, not daring to move. Now that the paint had begun to solidify, those people were very uncomfortable, and their standing posture was a little crooked. Seeing the Vice President staring at them, they all stood up again.
The vice president waved his hand impatiently. Those people were relieved and immediately dispersed. They hurriedly found the cleaners and poured the detergent they used to wipe the floor on their heads one by one. The pungent smell of detergent in the air immediately filled the air.
"Indeed, the combat effectiveness of these robots is very strong. If these 20 robots are fully armed and launch a sneak attack, they can even paralyze two or three runways at the airport!" The Vice President said in a deep voice.
"Yes, this is the answer I gave, for Mutants. Mutants are actually not terrible, but human society lacks preparation for their appearance. Once they are prepared, it is not difficult to defeat them, "Tang Yu said.
"Hmph! You mean Charles Xavier who controls half of the East Coast of the United States? "The Vice President snorted coldly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
