Proactive Refuge!

Dawn had just broken.

The morning light was faint, unable to dispel the haze shrouding the earth. Androids 17 and 18 were on the move again, advancing toward the surrounding cities as if entering an uninhabited land. Everywhere they went, a scene of apocalypse followed.

At the city's edge, the defensive fortifications were useless before them. Massive energy waves erupted from their palms, instantly shattering sturdy bunkers into fragments, with debris spraying everywhere amidst the screams of the people. On the streets, cars were easily overturned, tumbling through the air like toys before slamming heavily into the ground and erupting into roaring infernos.

Panicked crowds fled in all directions, only to find there was nowhere to run. Every attack from the androids landed precisely in densely populated areas; the sounds of explosions and wailing intertwined, playing a tragic dirge of death.

The military mobilized once more, tanks and aircraft joining the fray, but the shells merely sparked against the androids' bodies before being brushed off with indifference. As fighter jets roared past, the missiles they dropped were swatted out of the sky by 17 before they could even approach their targets, blooming into deadly fireworks.

18 wove through the skyscrapers, and wherever she passed, glass curtain walls shattered one after another, the buildings collapsing with a roar as if their very bones had been pulled out.

Steel and concrete crashed to the ground, mercilessly burying those who could not dodge in time. Meanwhile, 17 strode across the ground, his every step making the earth tremble, trampling the soldiers who attempted to fight back and wantonly crushing the last vestiges of human resistance.

As time passed, the city was gradually razed to the ground. Thick smoke billowed through the ruins, and blood stained the earth a dark red. Yet the androids showed no sign of stopping; they continued toward their next target, as if to drag the entire world into this endless abyss, letting human civilization perish completely beneath their feet, while the desperate people could only watch this nightmare spread, powerless to intervene.

Mou Mou City

Mou Mou Capital

Deep underground, within a secret palace, the atmosphere was as heavy as lead. Bright lights flickered over a massive conference table, illuminating the weary and anxious faces of the leadership.

The old man at the head of the table slammed his hand down, breaking the brief silence. "Everyone, the current situation is critical. The power displayed by these two abominable androids far exceeds our estimates. Their path of destruction is spreading rapidly; surrounding cities have already been reduced to ruins, and the populace is living in dire straits. We must immediately formulate an effective strategy!"

A general in uniform clenched his fists, his eyes filled with grief and indignation. "Our military has done everything in its power, but conventional weapons are useless against them. Every attack is like throwing an egg against a rock; not only have we failed to stop them, but we have suffered heavy losses." With that, he threw several damage reports onto the table, the sound of the scattering paper appearing exceptionally heavy in the silent conference room.

A man who appeared to be a scientist adjusted his glasses, his voice trembling. "According to the information we have gathered, these two androids possess an almost infinite energy supply, and their physical durability is extreme. They seem to be an existence that transcends our current scientific understanding. We need more time to study their weaknesses, but the current situation likely won't allow for that."

The group fell into silence again, each person's heart heavy. Just then, an intelligence officer hurried into the room and handed over a file. "Latest intelligence: the androids have changed their heading and are rapidly closing in on our capital.

At their current speed, they will arrive in at most one day."

The conference room erupted into chaos, panic and unease spreading rapidly. But soon, amidst the clamor, the old man stood up once more, his gaze sweeping over the group with determination. "We cannot sit here and wait for death! Even if there is only a sliver of hope, we must fight for our people and for our home.

Now, we must set aside all differences, fully integrate all resources, and find a way to break this deadlock."

In this desperate situation, the leaders rallied, racing against time to discuss every possible countermeasure—from evacuating the populace to organizing a final resistance, from seeking international aid to accelerating the research into the androids' weaknesses... They knew that this war, which concerned the survival of humanity, had entered its most critical and difficult moment, and they were the last line of defense for mankind.

After hours of intense discussion, a preliminary response plan began to take shape.

On one hand, the military began an emergency mobilization, setting up a final line of defense around the capital. Though they knew well that conventional weapons could hardly inflict fatal damage on the androids, they had to give their all, even if it only bought a sliver of time. The soldiers' eyes were resolute; despite the fear in their hearts, the sense of duty to protect their home made them grip their weapons tightly, standing ready.

On the other hand, the scientific team raced against time to conduct a deeper analysis of the data collected on the androids, attempting to find key details that might have been overlooked in the massive amount of information, hoping to discover a fatal flaw.

In the laboratory, various instruments operated at high speeds. Scientists stared unblinkingly at their screens, not letting a single subtle change in data slip by, their fingers flying across keyboards as they nervously performed simulations and theoretical deductions.

At the same time, the evacuation was proceeding in a tense yet orderly fashion.

Volunteers moved through the city's streets and alleys, guiding the populace toward pre-prepared shelters. Children gripped their parents' hands tightly, their eyes full of terror; the elderly, supported by others, moved with difficulty, their mouths constantly muttering their longing for the peaceful life of the past.

The entire city was permeated by a stifling and tragic atmosphere, with everyone making a final struggle for survival.

However, as time passed, the aura of the approaching androids grew ever more intense.

The earth began to tremble slightly, and the distant sky was obscured by rising dust—an ominous omen of the androids' arrival. At this juncture of life and death, every corner of the capital was filled with tension and resolve.

Chunting City

Changyuan Street

Throughout the streets and alleys of Changyuan Street, sirens wailed incessantly, and blinding red lights flashed in an intricate dance. Military vehicles sped past like lightning, and urgent, authoritative shouts blared from loudspeakers: "Attention all citizens! Proceed to the underground shelters immediately! This is not a drill! Repeat, proceed to the underground shelters immediately!" Soldiers stood tall along the streets, their expressions tense yet firm as they directed the evacuation. Their eyes revealed a deep concern for the citizens and a steadfast commitment to their duty.