Johnny Hope knew the robot armies had been created to serve Man. But war and a plague had destroyed civilization, leaving humans as-- Johnny Hope backed off warily, retreating toward the sun-dried creek bed, a jagged brown scar across the parched grassland. He carried no weapon and as the others closed in about him in a tightening semi-circle his eyes darted furtively in all directions. But all the faces were stamped, as from a mold, with uncompromising hostility.…
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