Silence dominated. All troops and vehicles were on position, sensitive at every trace of movement, but nothing came out of the hexagonal tunnel of litmus purple.
“I’m not receiving any enemy lectures,” said Derek. “Maybe no one's home?”
“Maybe they’ve got some inhibitors,” said a soldier. “just like the Beyond Light.”
It was possible. John sent a scanning wave through his mech, but the red wave could not mark the shape of anything. Maybe those robots weren’t hostile. Could they be opening the doors of their home? He would have thought that if he knew that no one was that gentle.
But they couldn’t play passively. “Drone Recon Unit 1, get into the hole. Check for hostiles on the perimeter inside.”
One of the spiderish machines of four propulsors let out a confirming beep and flew to th
