The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

chips

Tazkia's attacks were continuous, uninterrupted and deadly. For a moment Akmal was pressed and completely rendered almost helpless.

Akmal remained calm, however, and was able to counterbalance the Tazkian attack. Even now I can turn things around. Tazkia began to push. The attacks often do not hit the target. But sometimes suddenly the Tazkia energy increases by itself. Akmal again had to rethink himself in order to conquer him without having to hurt him or get him killed.

Every attack of Tazkia, trying to learn it. Because he was well aware that he was now dealing with a robot man. There is something that makes him alive.

There was a moment, accidentally, he touched Tazkia's hand, his eyeball turned blue, his movement slowed down. Even Tazkia's hands held her head tightly.

"General, help me." The other hand was trying to find something behind his neck. Haven't found it yet, looking back in pain and screaming. In the next second, Tazkia again attacked him ferociously.

After a while, Akmal gave a locking attack, in order to end this struggle quickly. Akmal held Tazkia's hand back. And crouching his body It looks like Tazkia's eyes are starting to shut. But before that, he said quietly, "Thank you, General." He's fast asleep.

Akmal brushed his back hair and found something implanted into Tazkia's body. A very small chip was there.

At that moment, Akmal wanted to immediately pull the chips, but they were alive and rooted. There was a reaction when he touched it. Not taking any chances, he also abandoned his intentions.

Abbas, the man who was with him now came out of the darkness.

"You found something?"

"Yes. We're taking it to the lab."

"You're tired, let me take it."

"Yes." Yeah."

Akmal handed Tazkia's body to Abbas. But just as his hand touched his body, Tazkia came to her senses. Quickly, he let go and gave it to Akmal.

"Looks like he's spoiled for you."

Akmal smiled faintly. This robot is antique. He has feelings. Could be picky. This is what makes friends whisper. Even the whisper reached Papa. To the point that Papa thought I had something with him.

Inevitably, Akmal who had to carry him back to the laboratory.

Up there, Akmal placed it on a large observation table, in the state of Tazkia still asleep.

"How now?"

"We're taking the chips. I want to know his reaction. Will he return to being a human or a corpse. Or he'll be wiped out."

"alright. Then tomorrow we can do it. Right now friends.eman is on break."

"No, it's better now. There are some people here."

"4 with us."

"I think that's enough. Prepare everything."

Abbas called out to his remaining friends. And prepare the equipment. Akmal noted in detail the current state of Tazkia's body. He still cannot believe that Tazkia is a human who has been transformed into a robot.

"It's ready, General."

"All right."

Not yet started, suddenly Tazkia was awake. He looked at the people around him one by one.He seemed confused by the circumstances around him. Like wanting to rebel

But he's weak, can't get up. Especially the position of the hands and feet locked.

"Where's General?"

At that moment, Akmal was standing on his head, looking back at him, unaware that Tazkia was awake. As soon as his name was called, he looked.

"I'm here, Tazkia. Calm down."

Akmal immediately touched his head. He calmed down and went to sleep. Now they can continue the plan. Taking chips from Tazkia's body.

It was not as easy as imagined to take that thing. Unplugged can't, shaken unmoving. They do not want to do surgery.

They also do penyayatan in the area around the chips. There was no blood coming out, only a clear liquid that smelled very stinging dripping from the tool they were using. This reminded Akmal of the experiments he had done, 10 years ago.

Akmal paused for a moment and continued smelling the liquid.

"Akmal, it looks like this thing has already taken root into his body."

"really?"

Back Akmal concentration on those chips. And be aware of the difficulties his team is facing.

Akmal approached Tazkia and whispered, "Tazkia, can you help us."

There was no reaction from his body. Even the skin that has been cut. Now it's back closed.

"It looks like we failed."

Both of their friends stopped their activities. They keep looking at the results of his work that is like useless, useless. And not impeccable. They cleaned up the surgical equipment. But they stopped. When you see the chips coming out slowly on the skin of the bay of Tazkia.

"Akmal, he took out the thing himself."

"really."

This shows the remarkable development of the intelligence of this creature. Originally controlled, now able to control himself. Masayehl ....

Akmal approached Tazkia's body to whisper the words in her ear.

"You're great, Tazkia. Keep fighting, beat yourself."

Akmal looked closely at Tazkia's face. Slowly paled. Then he tried to feel his hands and feet, feeling cold. But isn't he a robot. It's not strange that way.

The life of this robot is about to end. But will he really end? Still a big question mark for him. But still make it unbearable.

"Tazkia, if you don't want to, you can stop now."

Tazkia's body did not react. The process of exiting the chips continues until finally the object comes out by itself.

But the roots he can't get out of his body. He was still firmly stuck in his body.

"Sorry Tazkia. I have to do this."

Carefully, Akmal pulled out the roots that were still firmly planted in Tazkia's body. The roots are very smooth and long. Akmal made head gurgles watching the roots kok still continues even though it was almost 50 cm he pulled it. Incredible ....

Unfortunately the roots are getting thinner and smaller. Perhaps it was due to a great sense of tiredness, causing Akmal to subconsciously pull it rather strongly, resulting in the root being cut off.

"G ...." Tazkia's lips cried out.

"Astaghfirullah al - adzim."

Now in front of them was a body without a breath that fell asleep.

They're cleaning up the operating gear, out of the room. Letting Tazkia stay on the observation table. Akmal pressed a button. The shell-shaped glass walls came out from the floor they left behind. This caused the observation table to be locked in a glass chamber.

"May nothing happen."

"Amale ...."

Everyone looks tired. Akmal is no exception. Both of his friends had said goodbye first. Now they both live.

"You staying?"

"Yes. I'm picket."

"Let's see the note."

"Berez. Don't worry, I'll always take care of him for you."

Tired, sleepy, seduced anyway.

"I'm serious."

"Even I am two geniuses" Abbas replied with a grinning horse smile.

This is the atmosphere when we are on duty. Sometimes I like to joke. To just let go of tired. Understand dealing with data that sometimes makes a dizziness seven circumference. But if you like it, what to say. It's all not felt.