Outside, the factory's security systems arranged by the mercenaries were completely hacked. All friend-foe identification systems maligned, numerous concealed gun turrets rose from within the walls, and a deluge of bullets hailed down upon the mercenary squad. Caught off guard by the attack, many dropped to the ground riddled with bullets in an instant, their sturdy armor ripped to shreds.
Bang! An intelligent automated sniper turret in the corner of the factory opened fire, shattering Matteo's helmet outer shell, revealing his indestructible metal visage beneath.
It never ends, Matteo thought to himself. He fully armored up, his black skin transforming into a high-grade alloy plating which shone a dazzling silver in the sparse light. His eyes retracted, and mechanical camera lenses protruded outward, abandoning any semblance of human form. His right arm morphed into a heavy rifle, while his left transformed into a long-handled bayonet.
