Lyna shook her head regretfully. "If you beat them up like this, the control chip will be gone. Otherwise, find one and bring it back..."
Peter shrugged, "This place is a little strange. There's no time to find a chip for us.". "Besides, these robots, although they look good on the outside, didn't you notice that their movements aren't coherent? "Their technology should be limited. "Let's go and find the mainframe control system."
He didn't say that robots of this level were only trash in their Russian military research institute.
"Just like fighter jets, when you have a fifth-generation machine, will you still study the technical performance of the first-generation machine?
"Definitely not.".
Lyna raised her head and looked around. She frowned and said, "Will there be more robots or people coming?"
"I don't think so."Peter stood up and walked to the end of the corridor. "If there were, they would have come long ago."
