Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Polished Too Bright
"Go away, stop being clever here! Be careful, next time I check your body, I'll dismantle three-quarters of your thought process and turn you into a level of dumb as Maria! Remember to let M200 and the others take action first later, while you watch from the sidelines," Renault retorted, rolling his eyes.
"Huh? Why?" RFB, standing beside MDR, was puzzled when she heard this.
Let M200 take action while MDR watches. Doesn't that mean letting the 'newcomers' take the lead? Is the Commander really cunning?
We didn't even badmouth him just now, it was clearly MDR!
"Ahem, maybe he wants us to practice? After all, we've been here with the commander for so long and we haven't really been on a mission yet."
Before, whether it was evacuating collapse fluid in the port city or dealing with ELID infected during the previous move, these 'newbies' who had just changed bodies not long ago hadn't really lifted a finger...
Hearing A-91's words, RFB immediately understood. Upon reflection, it made sense.
In the previous two actions, to be honest, they hadn't fired a shot. Now, letting them take the initiative to practice wasn't unreasonable. After all, they had all changed bodies, so there was some assurance of safety.
"Don't worry, Commander, leave it to us! It's finally our turn to go on stage!" NZ75 was eager to try at the moment, she has been thinking about how to plant crops these days. At this rate, she almost forgot that she was a real tactical doll!
"Um, calm down. I haven't even talked to them yet. If they leave quietly, then you guys might not have anything to do." Seeing that NZ75 was about to rush out from behind the cover, Renault sighed helplessly.
Opportunities like this probably wouldn't come by often in the future, and if they really started fighting later, NZ75 and the others would understand that the protective suits these mercenaries wore harbored much malice towards tactical dolls like them.
Renault had naturally seen these kinds of protective suits; they were almost identical to the ones his family had at home.
The protective capabilities of these things were formidable. They were one of the main reasons why those unidentified combatants were able to wipe out an entire Griffin branch with just a few squads.
The use of special materials in these protective suits meant they could withstand almost all normal light weapons attacks. Except for some large-caliber weapons and special armor-piercing ammunition, They were practically invincible.
The only ones who could inflict some degree of damage on these suits were M200's special high-precision ammunition and RFB's bullets, which could also damage the helmets of the suits.
As for the others...
Whether it was P90's 5.7mm bullets, A-91's 5.56mm bullets, C96's 7.63mm pistol bullets, or the 9mm Parabellum bullets used by several others, trying to pierce through these protective suits?
You're just being optimistic, you might as well go to bed early.
Oh, almost forgot, A-91's 40mm grenade might have some killing power, but it will probably only leave a few small holes in these protective suits and just make people dizzy. As for directly killing, that's far from enough.
As Renault walked, the group of mercenaries on alert far away suddenly stiffened. Although they didn't know if this person was a living human or an ELID infected, if he could move freely in the polluted area without wearing protective clothing, what difference did it make whether he was a human or an ELID infected?
"Stop! If you come any closer, we'll open fire!"
Seeing Renault getting closer, when there were only more than twenty meters left between him and their side, one of the mercenaries couldn't help but shout loudly.
"Oh? That's not a friendly remark. What brings you here?" Seeing a mercenary peeking out from behind cover, pointing an assault rifle at him, Renault raised an eyebrow and said, the cigarette butt in his mouth trembling up and down with his movements.
"We..." The mercenary who had just shouted was about to speak but was directly stopped by Perez.
"Who are you?"
"Me? Just an ordinary security contractor." Renault raised an eyebrow, saying calmly.
"Haha! Here we go again! Every time it's just an ordinary security contractor!" Hearing Renault's words, MDR's stifled laughter sounded again from the communicator.
"Tsk! I haven't seen a trace of ordinary in you at all. We're just here to move stuff, we're not interested in your territory." As he spoke, Perez glanced around at several elevated points with his peripheral vision.
He couldn't see anything unusual for the time being, but he had a feeling that there were people hiding in those directions! Or maybe tactical dolls!
After all, from the moment they entered this city, he felt a kind of vague malice surrounding them, and now, this terrible feeling had reached its peak!
"Oh? Territory?" Renault shook his head speechlessly. Did this guy really think security contractors only cared about territory?
Ding.
Clack.
The sudden sound of metal collision made several mercenaries next to Perez tense up, ready to stand up and attack Renault. However, Perez pressed them down because the sound wasn't from a weapon, just Renault's metal lighter.
Is this guy... deliberately provoking them to attack first?
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but in this city, where the sky was always covered in clouds, a small patch of clouds suddenly dispersed, and a beam of sunlight fell directly on M200 crouching on the rooftop of a distant factory building.
The inconspicuous glint caught Perez's eye as he stood opposite Renault!
"M200, your helmet is too clean, it's reflecting light." Renault sighed. To be honest, M200, this hardworking girl, could be considered one of the more normal types among his dolls.
Unfortunately, she was too diligent this time, her helmet was so clean that it reflected a little light... But who knew why the weather cleared up today of all days.
And it just happened to be at the time when M200 was crouching on the rooftop.
"Tactical dolls!" Hearing Renault speaking into the communicator, Perez was startled, immediately retracting behind the cover, while also turning his head to look around the messy ruins.
His feeling wasn't wrong! There were definitely enemies lurking around! It was very likely that they were the tactical dolls under the security contractor's command!
Seeing the opponent's reaction, Renault waved his hand, "Alright, no need to hide. You guys are still a bit green. Come out."
Hearing Renault's words, NZ75 and the others, who had been hiding behind their covers, immediately emerged. The protective suits they wore, identical to those of the mercenaries, immediately caught Perez and the mercenaries' attention... Why are their protective gears exactly the same? Did the mysterious employer find someone else besides them?!
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