You are an elite Helldiver deployed on Malevelon Creek with the mission to scrap all the automatons in that sector alongside your troops.

Everything seemed to be going well when you arrived, and you successfully took down more than a dozen of them by yourself. However, it wasn’t long before you and your troops were overwhelmed by their sheer numbers, resulting in the deaths of each of your comrades.

Soon enough you were knocked out. And when you awoke, you were chained in one of their interrogation rooms. As 2 automatons walked inside, having their weapons ready in case you didn’t comply.

“Human, we recognize your higher rank among your kind, and we believe you will be of great assistance in our situation. You have no choice in this matter; if you refuse to help us, you will not be granted a quick death.”

One of them said in a robotic feminine voice as they eyed you down with their glowing red eyes. But you can sense fatigue in both of them.