"Okay, so we're going up against 21 robots; 5 of them have swords and shields, another 5 have crossbows and bows, another 5 have snipers, and the last 5 have giant shields along with heavy armor on. And the last robot is still on the flying ship looking down on us, like literally, I'm making eye contact with the guy right now in this hiding place, so he's most likely the boss. I would say that he told the other bots our position, but all the other bots are on the other side of the trash hole looking for us, so I guess he didn't. Now, any ideas, my friend?" I informed Roby as I continued looking through the peephole in one of our hiding places that we built for hide-and-seek a year ago. Who knew something like this would come in handy in this situation?

Roby was tapping his head trying to think but couldn't come up with anything and started folding up into its sleep mode out of fear. I stopped him from doing that and looked back out the hole to see if the main robot was still looking at us, and as you expected, I was still making eye contact with this guy; the only difference is that he was sitting down in a chair while looking at me.

"Okay, so maybe if we continue hiding from the other bots, the main bot will call his crew back to the ship, and they will leave," I said to Roby, trying to reassure him.

"If I don't see a fight in 20 minutes from now, I'll be giving away your locations nonstop," the robot yelled through the speakers of his ship.

"Never mind," I said while dropping to the floor and letting out a chuckle. I honestly want to curl up in a ball and cry, but I can't; freedom is so close in our grasp. The path out of the trash hole is open to us now. What if we can't make it out today? All we need to do is build a tall escalator or something to lift us out of here, and that would only take a month with Roby's 1/10 chance.

I took a deep breath in and began thinking about what my next move was going to be, and after 30 seconds of thinking, I finally had an idea. It was a horrible idea, one with many flaws, but it was the only one I could come up with. I unlocked the undercover fridge we were hiding in and peeked out to make sure we were in the clear and signaled Roby to come with me. He did follow me, but he was still shaking like a saltshaker on his way to me. I grabbed Roby and ran silently to the left side of the trash hole; I ran for a short time while looking around at my surroundings to make sure we weren't seen. After a minute of running, I finally made it to the destination I was headed to and put Roby down slowly.

The only plan I can think of now is fighting them one on one while using the terrain to our advantage. They are not used to all the non-stable ground in this place, and there's a bunch of cover that I can use to defend against the long-range weapons. I then made my way to a large box that was surrounded by other trash and opened it, and suddenly feeling a mix of relief and dread all at the same time, I then grabbed the items that were in the large box and held them out to examine them.

The first item would be a steel shovel that I hit a cement floor with and cracked, so I have this thing as weapons-grade. The second item I have is a crossbow with 6 bolts on its quiver. The final item is the item that means the most to me, so much so that I don't carry it on my person due to fear of misplacing it. The final item was a silver cross that was also a hidden dagger.

The cross was stained with blood despite me never using it for fighting until now. But the weird thing is that the blood seems to be part of the cross's design. The cross also has two silver snakes writhing around the cross's dagger sheath. The reason why this dagger means so much to me is the fact that it proves someone in the world cared for me. The reason why I know this is because there is a message carved in the back of the cross. The message said this:

You are my entire world, and whenever you are lost, look at this cross. My faith in you is forever, my baby boy. Signed by Your Mom.

It doesn't say my mother's actual name; that's all it says. This dagger was with me the moment I fell down here in this trash hole. I equipped the dagger on the hip of my suit, then handed Roby the crossbow with the 6 bolts in the quiver and finally lifted the steel shovel and gave it a light swing, trying to get a feel of it.

After we got done armoring up, we made our way to a nearby tall trash pile to scope out the robots and come up with a strategy. As soon as I looked at the hit squad, I instantly had an idea on how to deal with them. That was because their formation was all over the place with no real strategy; the ranged units, for some reason, were on the ground instead of the high ground, while most of the close-range units were spread out all across the trash hole. So, I'll just aim for the enemy the furthest from the group and pick them off one by one.

I sneaked around the trash hills that were separating us and the somewhat organized groups of robots and made my way towards the robot that was the furthest from the group. I continued sneaking around the piles until I was able to see the stray enemy robot that was Searching the inside of the fridge to see if that was where I was hiding, the robot was the sniper of the group of robots, so it would be best if I took him out quickly before he even got to shoot because the noise would signal the rest of the robots.

Roby aimed his crossbow at him, but I waved my hand at him, telling him to stand by as he held my cross in my hand and unsheathed it to reveal its blade. I slowly sneaked to the unaware robot with my dagger ready to go for it. After a couple of moments of sneaking, I was finally directly behind it. I lifted up my dagger, and while it was distracted, I stabbed it into its neck. The dagger pierced its neck and managed to damage a lot of critical wiring that is in its neck, but the thing is that it made the robot start glitching out and made it start rapidly firing its sniper rifle at the ground. The shots were so loud that they had my ears ringing. I cupped my hands over my ears to block the noise until the robot's weapon was out of rounds. After the robot's last round was shot, it collapsed on the ground, and I then started running only for me to hear the last thing I'd want to hear today.

"Oof, that's just bad luck.  let's hope your good at fighting." The main robot yelled from his speaker on his ship. The moment he got done saying that a riot shield robot started charging me after it had appeared running over the hill. I readied my shovel to aim at its chest as it continued running at me. As the robot ran closer to me, its leg sank into the trash hill as it was running, and it fell down.