The crumbling skyscrapers of Chicago, used to be home to thousands of people, but now to only a remaining few hundred left. Thanks to the robots, a black haired man with a tattered black shirt cameo pants and combat boots was walking the streets. His rifle in his hands, he did his usual patrol through the city picking off any robots that decided to remain on the streets.

Jacob didn't show mercy to any robots that crossed his path, that was for sure. He slowly made his way back to the base, something was wrong that's when shots rang out. Quickly he got into cover, "I need back up now we got a whole group of them downtown!" He yelled into his ear piece as he fired off a few rounds at the robots before taking cover again.