Behind the Mask (Part 1)

Chapter 9: A Man of Capability (Part 2)

“Everyone move into position,” Siel ordered. He was inside the recently made RG-850 robot series robot. It was identical to the RG-750 except for two factors; its shield had an electromagnetic shield around it. Once in contact with any RG robot without the same shield intensity, it would electrocute it, easily breaking through the shield and robot’s defenses. Additionally, special kinds of wings were attached to the back of it, allowing greater height and speed in flight.

“All E series robots in position,” E leader Caleb said.

“All R series robots in position,” R leader Gabe said.

“E-1 standing by.”

“E-2 standing by.”

“E-3 standing by.”

“E-4 standing by.”

“E-5 standing by.”

“R-1 standing by.”

“R-2 standing by.”

“R-3 standing by.”

“R-4 standing by.”

“R-5 standing by.”

“Head towards the Roaquen borders.” The troops advanced forward. This time, we’re on offensive. The Roaquens are in control of the coastland. If we take their three main ports over, it’ll be more difficult for them to send troops over to attack us.

Siel looked over the mini map on the dashboard inside the RG-850 and narrowed its range to the coastlines. They seem to have noticed us, but they are still caught unprepared. It’s best to attack now before they can send reinforcements.

The Saesean robot army went into formation. One of the three main bases of the Roaquen ports was in view in front of them. “Move forward,” Siel ordered. He led the group, and they all marched forward. A small Roaquen battle robot army was assembling themselves in front of their port. They will be easy to deal with. The only problem might be if they’ve managed to recreate a version of our RG-750 model that they stole from our computers. If they actually have a hacker as good as ours, it shouldn’t have been too much of a problem.

They easily crushed the measly battle robots that were protecting the base, either turning them into flames or smashing them to the ground. Siel felt satisfaction every time a Roaquen robot exploded into flames, relishing the pain the soldier could have been feeling seconds before their death. Payback, he thought with bitter emotions running through his veins. He did not blink as his robot crushed a Roaquen citizen. Nor when he sent a building smashing to the ground. All he could feel was raw anger and a need for revenge.

“Siel,” Caleb’s voice said through the intercom. He sounded slightly worried. “This base is finished. We should move on.”

“No. Everything must be destroyed, every person killed.”

“But the—”

“Everything and everyone, R leader,” Siel cut in mercilessly.

There was a pause; the voice transmitter hissed with static. Then, “Understood.” When they were finished, the base was completely gone, either in ashes or crushed to the ground.

“To the next port,” Siel commanded, leaving the sight. All his troops followed. They trampled through the second base as well; it was even less guarded as the first one. Everyone was killed, even those who offered no resistance. They never hesitated when killing Saesean citizens, Siel thought bitterly. Nor should we. The screams of Roaquen citizens passed over his head.

Before the second port was completely demolished, the R sub-leader called, “Roaquen troops coming in from the sky.”

“Prepare for combat,” Siel directed. “Everyone into formation.”