Under attack

Who: The infiltrators
Where: Guess
> "Le Smeg."
> "Quite."
"Looks like these guards are a bit more disciplined," Cerebrum said, looking
around the corner.
"Attack!"
"Jawohl, herr Colonel!" yelled the green suit wearing, SMG packing robot.
"Let's take this corridor instead?" Cerebrum suggested, throwing open a
door.
"I do not like getting shot at!" came the yell as a bunch of guards wearing
white suits and fezs, carrying pistols, opened fire.
"Oh hell," Cerebrum muttered, sticking his laser pistol around the corner
and firing off a few shots. "German thugs on one side, Moroccan thugs on the
other. Any suggestions people?"
Meanwhile
The guards on the surface were staying where they were, guarding against
outside attacks while the other guards dealt with the intruders on the
inside. But, at the same time, a few helicopters were approaching the castle
that the factory was built under.
"Beep blip whir beep" {Be on the lookout for Lenin}
"Beep beep whir whir blip." {Understood, comrade}
As the helicopters made the final approach, loud alarms started sounding.
"Attention, all robots. We are under attack, everybody, bot your stations.
All oil breaks are postponed until the crisis has been averted."
A pair of guards on one of the walls turned to face the helicopters as they
rose over the wall. The stutter of fully automatic weapons sounded up, and
the two guards danced in place.
Analyzation of impact complete. Size: 7.62 mm. Velocity: 354 m/s. Target
hit: main power source. Initiating override protocol: I'm_smegged.exe