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Chapter 16 - Target Practice, Simulated Rescue!

"Is this still a robot?" The soldier who assembled the gun was dumbfounded as he muttered to himself.

He was General O'Neil's personal guard, a top-notch mercenary who was proficient in a variety of firearms.

Now, had he actually lost to a robot?

He felt that his decades of gun knowledge and handling experience were all a joke.

While the soldier mused on his one-sided feelings, O'Neil saw the whole thing clearly from the side.

"Could this robot have been imitating and learning from what he saw earlier?" O'Neil was suspicious.

He had observed it carefully just now. When the robot had just started assembling the gun, its movements were a little awkward. Sometimes, it would even observe how the soldier assembled the gun as if to get some tips or pointers.

This meant that the robot was not very familiar with gun assembly.

But after familiarizing itself with it for two or three seconds, its movements immediately became faster.

Its movements became faster and faster, becoming more proficient as the seconds passed.

In the end, he actually overtook his soldier's proficiency in assembling guns.

Noticing this, O'Neil looked at the robot and his expression became solemn.

Perhaps this robot really had some potential.

However, he had to continue testing out its limits.

After all, these soldiers represented him and his abilities.

He was a five-star general. How could he lose to something that wasn't even a person?

O'Neil took a deep breath and looked at Anderson. "Okay, you win the first round."

"General, what do you want to do next?" Anderson said with a smile. From O'Neil's expression, he knew that he wasn't convinced. There would definitely be another round of trials.

At this time, the other researchers were very relieved and happy.

This result proved that Anderson's idea was a success.

Because in the original idea that Anderson had communicated with them, the most important core ability for artificial intelligence was its learning function.

In the database they had provided, although it contained relevant gun data, it was only information pertaining to a gun's basic range, weight, and how to use these various firearms.

It did not include dismantling and assembly of gun parts.

Who would disassemble a gun in a battle unless that person was so bored that he could not find anything else to do to relax in the midst of chaos?

Therefore, when they heard about the gun assembly competition just now, they were a little flustered.

However, when they saw that the robot could actually learn the soldier's actions and even imitate him, their hearts grew more and more excited.

This meant that his experiment was basically a success!

However, as they watched, the researchers suddenly became nervous again because they noticed that General O'Neil's expression had become a little ugly.

At that moment, they realized that regardless of the results, things would not end with smiles for both parties.

If they lost, it meant that there was something wrong with their technology and they were still far from a finished product.

If they won, it would be equivalent to slapping General O'Neil across the face.

Therefore, even if the robot won the game, they did not dare to cheer.

If they angered General O'Neil, then Hyman Technology would lose a big customer.

Fortunately, General O'Neil had failed his own game and did not have any dissatisfaction. His tone was still relatively calm.

They had wanted to find an excuse to stop the match.

However, they did not expect General O'Neil to become more and more courageous. He did not care even if he lost as he wanted to continue the match.

Now, they were nervous again.

They had no choice. It was not good to lose or win in this kind of match.

There was only one result that was the best, and that was simply to get a draw.

They could only pray that the next trial that General O'Neil had in mind this time would be simpler. It would give them the space to control the robot's actions and achieve a draw.

"Since that's the case, why don't we increase the difficulty?" General O'Neil looked at Anderson and said with a smile, his tone somewhat provocative.

He seemed to be certain of winning against Anderson as he patted the soldier's shoulder confidently.

"General, what do you have in mind?" Anderson was as calm as ever and his tone was equally confident.

Anderson's confidence even gave the others the illusion that his 'Intelligence No. 1' was omnipotent.

It felt like a fragile illusion.

Even the researchers who had participated in the experiment who were also the robot's creators did not have the confidence to believe they would beat the general's soldiers.

After all, the robot had just been developed and was not even fully tested, so they were not confident in the full extent of its abilities.

Although they had seen Robot No. 1 defeat the general's soldier, who knew if it was due to good luck or pure ability.

"This time, we will compete with shooting targets and simulate a rescue operation. We need to kill all the robbers within one minute and save all the hostages," General O'Neil said confidently.

Saving hostages was something that was easier said than done.

Even certain special forces soldiers who often carried out such missions could not guarantee that all the hostages would be rescued. The final result was usually exterminating all the robbers so that there would not be any more problems in the future.

However, this was just a robot. There was absolutely no way to confirm whether the person hiding in the grass was a robber or a hostage that needed to be rescued.

Since Anderson dared to boast that this robot could sense emotions, he wanted to see if this was true.

After General O'Neil finished speaking, the competition venue was moved to a new place.

This was a special shooting range made up of many hills.

In this special shooting range, there were small bushes and jungles, with some scattered tin cans all around. 

There were also some 'human targets' lying across the field in various positions.

The soldier quickly occupied a position, which was a small slope.

On the small slope, there was a bush that could be used as cover.

This was an excellent position. Through this position, one could observe the full extent of the battlefield.

At this moment, Anderson had gotten Robot No. 1 to find a vantage point. Although it could not compare to the soldier's position, it could basically cover four-fifths of the field with its current position.

"General O'Neil, Robot No. 1 is ready. The game can start at any time," Anderson said with a smile.

"Okay." General O'Neil looked at William and Joseph and nodded, indicating that the machine could be turned on.

After that, a mechanical rumbling sound was heard.

In the next moment, the entire hillside shooting range seemed to have a life of its own and it began to move.

Except for the bushes and some fixed metal cans that were still in place, the human targets suddenly stood up one by one.

At the same time, the soldier on the hillside began to shoot.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three gunshots rang out in mid-air and three targets that were marked as robbers fell to the ground.