The clunker was huge. Almost twice his height, and much bulkier. Patiently he stepped down the dune, becoming more menacing with each step.
Right after he crashed Ted anticipated a robot assault, but after three days of relative peace he allowed himself to hope, that maybe there’s no ground forces. He started the rescue beacon in hopes that there’s someone here that can help him. After all, he came here to check up if the human colony set up decades ago still operates. He came into orbit and straight into a fight with dozens of robotic fighter-bombers. He was hit only once, but it was not something he could fix on his own. Despite the perfect landing, there was no way the ship could get spaceborne, or airborne even, without serious repairs.
So he dwelled here for 3 days. He found a source of water and called it luck. That was all the ship needed to produce synthetic food out of sand and sunshine. It tasted like glue but prevented dying.
The robot was big, but also slow. Ted was hidden behind a stone on the opposite side of the ship, so that the ship’s thermal shielding would cover him from IR scans. Getting to the ship before the robot and using the on-board weapons was the only chance of living the day. The only problem with running in front of deadly combat robots is that they’re deadly well armed.
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