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Part 18
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Part 21
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Part 35
The sharply dressed man who’d processed us on our way into the base was waiting for me in the cafeteria. His short brown hair, immaculate the other night, was now visibly mussed. His shirt was also partly untucked, and I soon figured out why when I spotted the flask poking out of his pants pocket.
I collected what the military considers breakfast on a beige plastic tray, then sat down across from him and introduced myself. “With that thing on your head it’s not like I’d forget you. You shouldn’t reveal your secret identity so easily, villains will go after your loved ones to hurt you. That’s like superhero 101.”
I let it slide because he was plainly a little bit drunk. I asked him if morning drinking is really kosher on base. “Not even a little bit!” He laughed. “They don’t care though. It doesn’t matter. None of this-” he gestured at everything around him. “...is gonna matter in a day or two.”
I leaned in, advised him to keep his voice down, then asked what he meant. “What, you don’t know? There should be a standard issue emergency radio in your tent. Didn’t you turn it on?” I admitted I was otherwise occupied last night and begged him to fill me in.
“Remember the power plant under metal occupation?” I nodded. “Destroyed. Air strike, just this morning.” I shrugged and asked what the big deal was. “The strike was nuclear.” I stared, frozen in place for a moment letting that sink in. He giggled to himself, then took another swig from a glass of clear fluid I was now pretty sure didn’t contain water.
“They took out the captured mines first, then the power plant. All over the country, mines and power plants have been overrun with metal. They also went after robot factories, those were high priority targets. Now radioactive cinder for the most part, though I don’t doubt they’ve missed a few.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, but it only got worse from there. “I’m sure our government has good reasons for resorting to-” he grabbed my wrist and glared at me. “You don’t get it. It’s not us. Those bombs aren’t ours! The virus afflicted all robots, everywhere. China was hit a hundred times worse, having invested a lot more in automation. And I’m sure you can guess what Japan looks like right now.”
My guts churned. Was he fucking with me? If not, it meant that on top of everything else, the world was now embroiled in nuclear war. “They think it was us. We think it was them. To be fair we have sound intel to the effect that the virus originated in the US, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t a terrorist cell or something.”
I rubbed my chin, thinking out loud about the hacker group I saw at the protest. “It’s possible I guess. At this point it doesn’t really matter who started it, a lot of people are going to die. At least they’re only targeting power plants, mines and factories to prevent the machines from replenishing their numbers. No credible reports of strikes on population centers yet.”
Slim comfort. I still couldn’t absorb the magnitude of it. Nuclear war in my lifetime! I could only imagine what those countries with many times more robots endured during the first few hours of the attack. No wonder they’d leapt to conclusions and lashed out. In all probability the death toll in China alone now numbered in the millions. Tens of millions, maybe.
“I’m glad we made it to safety when we did” I admitted, breathless. He turned and looked at me like I’d just told the world’s funniest joke. “...What? This is a military base” I said. “I can’t think of many places safer than this-” He stood up and instructed me to follow him.
I peppered him with questions along the way as to whether it was really okay for a civilian to enter the largest single building on base with him. “Everybody’s got bigger concerns for the moment. The world’s coming to an end. You think I give a shit if they fire me? Anyway, I know you work for Evolutionary Robotics. You might appreciate this.”
The mention of my employer was startling. I asked how he knew about that. “It was in your chip. You’ve also got one of their premium implants in your brain, it turned up when we scanned you for head injuries.”
I could believe that my employment details were tucked away in my subdermal payment chip someplace without my knowledge, but I assured him that I have no implants in my brain that I know of.
“That you know of. There’s the operative phrase. Of course you don’t, it’s the type that suppresses unwanted memories. You must’ve been some kind of basket case who paid big bucks to have them stick that thing in your grey matter to help you forget something. I kinda figured it was something like that on account of your weird mask.”
I wracked my brain searching for anything to corroborate what he was telling me. But of course if it were true, they would’ve erased any memories of the purchase and the subsequent surgery. So that I could live out the rest of my life oblivious that anything had been done to me.
“Is there a land line? Some way I could call family?” He gestured dismissively. “Cell towers are all down by now. Internet’s mostly fried, a generous sprinkling of nukes will do that.” I despaired that I had no way to know what’s become of my parents. Or Ty.
If only I’d called them sooner! Though they hopefully had the good sense to shut off their phones before I did anyway, and with any luck were in a bomb shelter or refugee camp by now. The night before had been this long, manic blur during which there’d been no time to focus on anything other than immediate survival.
When we entered the looming cubic structure I was surprised to find there was no security to stop us. “Off drinking, same reason I was” he explained, taking another sip from his flask. He flipped a series of switches and, in stages, the interior lights revealed what I immediately recognized as a fabricator.
Identical to the one in the cave lab by the looks of it. It was news to me that Evolutionary Robotics entrusted a prototype to the military so soon. “The only one of its kind in existence” he boasted, drunkenly swinging his arms wide as if presenting it to some unseen audience.
I began to correct him, but realized it meant he didn’t know about the one in the cave. That set a series of cogs turning in my head. “State of the art, bet you’ve never seen anything like it” he carried on. I pretended to be dumbfounded to please him, and it worked.
“It’ll make anything we ask it to. Tanks, jeeps, APCs, trucks. Most of the vehicles you’ve seen so far were made by this thing. The quality is outstanding. But of course, you realize what this means.” I shook my head and invited him to explain.
“...Really? I thought you were supposed to be bright. What did you do for Evolutionary Robotics? Sweep the floors?” I ignored my irritation and urged him to spill the beans. “...Do you really think they’ll let something like this fall into metal hands? You realize, with this thing and a steady supply of metal from captured mines and refineries, we’d no longer be looking at a war measured in years, or even a decade. It could continue indefinitely.”
He gave me a moment to soak in the severity of it before continuing. “It’s not just a question of making more domestic models. They can do that with whatever factories are still standing. With this they can make high end military robots, the real heavy hitters. As many as they want. They can make autonomous tanks, aerial drones, weapons, munitions, whatever. If they get ahold of uranium they could even make their own nukes.”
Recalling the difficulty of putting down even a single military humanoid, I shuddered at the thought of millions of them marching out of the fabricator in front of me should it come into their control. “That was the original idea behind this project. A fully autonomous, self sustaining war machine that could continue defending the mainland US in the event that our conventional forces were defeated.
It would never stop fighting, never stop making more drones, more tanks, running on centuries worth of nuclear fuel and at least several decades worth of metals still down in those mines. This fabricator was to be the first of many, most of them underground to shield them from nuclear attack.
Once set into motion, the eventual destruction of whoever we were at war with would be effectively guaranteed whether it took decades or centuries to accomplish. Good old American military might, waging war on our enemies from beyond the grave.
It’s more of a deterrent than nukes if you think about it. Makes true defeat impossible for us, and absolutely ensures annihilation for anybody who tries. Once the rest of the world got word of this, we figured nobody would want to be the idiot who kicks the hornet’s nest for fear that what comes out of it would never stop coming.
‘Course it never got that far. This is the only one that’s been built, and our best understanding is that only China is anywhere close to replicating it. I’ve seen spy footage of what looks suspiciously like the early stages of this technology in development. If we know about theirs, I promise they know about ours. I give it a week at most before they nuke it.”
Stay Tuned for Part 37!
It’s more of a deterrent than nukes if you think about it. Makes true defeat impossible for us, and absolutely ensures annihilation for anybody who tries. Once the rest of the world got word of this, we figured nobody would want to be the idiot who kicks the hornet’s nest for fear that what comes out of it would never stop coming.
Sounds like some Hollywood action film trailer.
#MouthOpen. You got me scared.
He gave me a moment to soak in the severity of it before continuing. “It’s not just a question of making more domestic models. They can do that with whatever factories are still standing. With this they can make high end military robots, the real heavy hitters. As many as they want. They can make autonomous tanks, aerial drones, weapons, munitions, whatever. If they get ahold of uranium they could even make their own nukes.”
The war never ends.
Albert Einstein would say, "destroy all a man has, he would recreate them if you don't destroy his brain"..
It’s more of a deterrent than nukes if you think about it. Makes true defeat impossible for us, and absolutely ensures annihilation for anybody who tries. Once the rest of the world got word of this, we figured nobody would want to be the idiot who kicks the hornet’s nest for fear that what comes out of it would never stop coming.
Time would tell my friend. Nothing gets hidden for too long. I guess that's why business partners break out and why there are "spies" too.
My first time reading the robot series.
Great write up
Domestic robots which a country develops, it develops them for themselves for accomplishment of various domestic works whether in industries or factories or somewhere else...
But when they have enough advanced technology they can develop some highly sophisticated warfare robots which develops the nation both domestically and internationaly to a high level..
So for me it depend how talented the people in the nation are to accomplish such job for their nation...
It’s spreading all over the world. They are now using nuclear airstrikes 😱. Now even countries are blaming each other where this virus originates from. This soldier knew everything about him with one scan of his chip. They immediately knew whom he worked for as well. They could even erase his memory. I hope I don’t get to live in nuclear war and in chip implants times. Live free or die trying if it comes to it. No chips in my body!!!
Do you have any pets?
No, I don’t. I think I know why you are asking. They are required to have chip implants. In the past I went to a dog shelter to possibly adopt a dog. We were really excited. Once they said he must be chipped we resigned from this idea. Before I immigrated from Europe I always had a dog. No chip implants ever required. I just hate this idea. I might be wrong, but it doesn’t feel right.
Are pet chips required for evil reasons? Or because managing millions of dogs and cats is difficult without it? Right now we carry ID/driver's license, social security cards, health insurance cards, car insurance cards, etc. A chip would just combine those into one thing we can't lose or have stolen along with our wallet.
I do understand your point. You look at it from the positive side, from the side where these things help people. I, from the negative. We are already spied on in many ways and chip implants would top it completely. It would feel like a cancer in my body. Hackers will always be innovative enough to steal or change your records or identity. Whether it’s credit cards..., or in the future chip implants. They would be able to change your medical records, and there would be nothing you can do, because you will be unconscious with all your hacked data implanted in your body. That’s how I look at it. But it’s just me.
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I began to correct him, but realized it meant he didn’t know about the one in the cave. That set a series of cogs turning in my head. “State of the art, bet you’ve never seen anything like it” he carried on. I pretended to be dumbfounded to please him, and it worked.
Hahahahaha. I can imagine.
But this things scare me.
Yeah sure, man is the creator, but I hope someday, they won't come for our heads in reality
I peppered him with questions along the way as to whether it was really okay for a civilian to enter the largest single building on base with him. “Everybody’s got bigger concerns for the moment. The world’s coming to an end.
Hahahahaha. Some.folks could fucking careless.
Really? I hope he could say that in front of his superiors
A very beautiful novel that has a really exciting
Good writing, you are a successful person, my dear friend
The little brown brown man and his pants inserted into the pocket. It's a terrible story that I love very much and I'm eager for peart 37 I'm waiting, actually I'll read again I'll read this story.
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I enjoyed the reading tonight. No war and nothing to worry about,im happy everything looks peaceful just for some talking about military robots and......
The story is very interesting, we can conclude that the war can not solve something like this story. If in the real world America is a very strong military with robots, tanks, drones and so on.
It is surprising all that power of destruction that can make that machine, look how that military man must be totally drunk to be able to assimilate the situation in are now and says that all this can explode in just 2 days. I do not know if that chip that they have in the hidden brain has the answer to the virus spread in the robots, you already have an accurate information of that at time it is your part to look for the answer to all that problem that may have it in your brain. But the good thing that has helper to help you.
You do not know how surprised I am, I can not imagine how you felt when you were scanned when you entered that place they noticed that you had that in your head and that they may have used you as an experiment and remember nothing more than surgery, Just thinking that you have something to do with that horrible virus that all the robots are going through. Now you just have to think what to do so that you remember something and be able to help this war to end. I think that no country has the responsibility for these attacks, the virus runs out of computers, but that does not mean that they have already been programmed to attack the main robot factories since they could manufacture a better robot totally of an indestructible metal.