Chapter 193: Chapter 193: What Are You Looking At?
"The shops aren't open yet, so we'll have to wait until morning. Also, Commander, while we were strolling the streets just now, it seemed like many people were staring at us," Simonov walked in from outside the inn, holding a few bottles of alcohol.
Following behind her, P38 and P90 carried some food items they had purchased from roadside restaurants and stalls, as all the shops selling various goods had closed early.
"Alright, let's talk about it tomorrow. The electricity is back at home now, so there's nothing to worry about. As for those guys eyeing you, it's no different from when we first came out of the Red Zone. Just be cautious and don't let them take advantage. If anyone dares to act, we'll take care of them directly. No need to be afraid," Renault reassured.
Renault naturally had no sympathy for doll traffickers who dared to draw attention to themselves. Dealing with them was straightforward; just eliminate them.
If taking down these traffickers would attract the military or security bureau to come after him, then what was the point of being a doll trafficker? Why not have the military or Statesec back them up instead of focusing on the petty profits from doll parts?
"45? How long do we have to maintain this state? Won't that Commander dismantle us once he returns?" UMP9, lying on the inn's bed with all her major joints disabled, asked UMP45 beside her.
UMP45 wasn't in much better condition. Only one leg could move slightly, while the rest of her internal movable joints had been rendered useless by Renault's attack. At least she could still turn her head, unlike UMP9, who could only see the smoke-stained ceiling and P90, who was maybe trying to take pictures of them according to MDR's requirements.
To prevent any embarrassing historical photos from appearing online and causing them to be ostracized within Griffin, P90 had signed a contract with MDR to take various photos of dolls' past deeds for posting material.
As a result, UMP9 and UMP45 were the first victims. They lay in the inn while P90 took various pictures of them from different angles.
P90 didn't anticipate that UMP45, despite her inability to move, still retained her electronic warfare capabilities. At the very least, deleting the black history photos from P90's phone wasn't a problem.
P90 had stubbornly tangled with UMP45 in a battle of wits and eventually managed to send out only one or two photos, and they looked relatively normal.
"Commander! This is outrageous! She deleted all the photos I took on my phone!" Early the next morning, as Renault got up, P90 approached him in frustration.
"Hmm? Then don't take them. Enough complaining. Take these two and get ready to go shopping."
MDR had already sent him a neatly organized shopping list. Their task today was to buy all the items on the list.
"Why do we have to bring these two? They can just stay in the inn. And I want electronic warfare equipment like hers!"
"Hmm? Fine, we'll dismantle it from her after we return and make one for you."
YES!
Hearing Renault's words, P90 excitedly clenched her fist. Now she didn't have to worry about this girl continuing to delete her stash from her phone!
After taking UMP45 and UMP9 out of the inn, P38 took on the task of leading the way. Looking at the shopping list forwarded by Renault, she directly approached the shops, bargaining with the owners.
However, since Simonov and the others were carrying half-damaged dolls, and P38 had nothing else besides her own weapons and equipment, this task naturally fell to her.
Fortunately, this riverside city was busier than the one Renault and the others saw last night. Specifically, there were more residents, which naturally meant more merchants doing business here.
In addition to the surrounding farms and ranches, procuring various food items went smoothly. P38 even purchased some live animals directly from the shops selling livestock!
This was also suggested by G36. They had already cleaned up an empty factory building and installed isolation and purification equipment. All the prefabricated parts made by Renault had been installed.
The seeds planted by CF05 had already sprouted, and it wouldn't be long before they could harvest. To avoid eating vegetarian meals every day in the future, several gluttonous individuals had also helped prepare the animal husbandry facilities in the vacant factory building.
They were just waiting for Renault to bring back some live animals for them to raise.
"You...aren't you security contractors? Why are you buying pigs? Are you secretly a farming enterprise?" Seeing the live animals being placed in specialized livestock protection containers, UMP45 couldn't help but speak out.
She felt uncomfortable if she didn't complain!
"Yeah yeah! That's right! We are a farming enterprise now! You'll be one of us in the future! Once you're fixed by the Commander, these two pigs will be yours to raise!" Upon hearing this, P90 nodded earnestly and smirked at UMP45 behind her.
Although P90's expression couldn't be seen at the moment, UMP45 could already imagine the mocking face she was making behind her.
She didn't think she could bite through her scalp, she would have made her taste what it was like to have a hole punched in her head today! But she didn't seem to have fangs...
"Hehe! You must be gnashing your teeth right now, aren't you? Come on, let's take a selfie!" Perhaps wearing MDR's clothes had some inexplicable bonus, as P90 raised her phone and turned her head to take a selfie with the gritting UMP45.
In fact, UMP45 was indeed gnashing her teeth, looking as if she wanted to bite P90 to death!
But when UMP45 saw the camera on P90's phone, her expression suddenly changed with a hint of surprise. She squinted her eyes and carefully scrutinized the screen.
"Hmm? What are you looking at? Is there something going on in the alley behind us?" Seeing UMP45's reaction, P90 also furrowed her brows curiously and turned to look at the small alley behind them.
There were several poorly dressed guys waving what looked like baseball bats or metal pipes, continuously striking a figure huddled on the ground.
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