The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

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Chapter 434 UMP40 also wants to have handsome scars

When they heard the gunshot, UMP45 and UMP40 were stunned at the same time, and a familiar figure subconsciously appeared in their minds.

"Could it be M16A1?"

"No, not like, this signal is not hers."

"Let me check the frequency of the signal... Wow, it turned out to be the doll who came here with us on a mission?"

UMP40 said in surprise.

Da-da-da-da.

The flame from the muzzle illuminates the dark corridor, and the feeling of the gun hitting the entity and the sound of the bullet shell falling to the ground can be clearly heard by UMP45&40.

You can still faintly hear the cheering voice of the tactical doll in action: "Hold on, everyone, if we die here, there will be no more Coke!"

This road is the only way to leave here, and if you give up here and take other routes, the time may be doubled.

UMP45, who was hiding in the dark, asked, "Should we help them?"

"Well, help - that's all right," UMP40 replied.

If the bomb on his body hadn't been disarmed, 40 definitely didn't have the heart to care about these people.

It's not that she is ruthless, but that she is irresponsible to herself and 45.

But at this time, the situation on his side was not so tense, and UMP40 began to have other thoughts: the extra energy could completely help these dolls.

"Let's just do it."

"Ok!"

UMP45 hid in the dark and counted the number of enemies: the conflict here was too fierce, and the iron-blooded figure didn't notice that there were few iron-blooded dogs behind.

It's a great opportunity to raid!

So the tactical dolls who were fighting fiercely with these iron-blooded dolls in the bunker suddenly recognized two signals in the distance.

This signal was blinking slowly, telling these tactical dolls: 'We have no malicious intentions'.

At the same time, several smoke bombs were thrown by UMP45 into the iron-blooded miscellaneous soldiers. The gray mist with interference ability made the actions of these iron-blooded figures extremely stiff and slow in an instant.

After noticing this, the humanoid captain who was struggling to persist suddenly showed a look of surprise: "It's time to counterattack!"

The interfering gray fog could be recognized by the T-Dolls who were not standing in it. The T-Dolls hiding behind the bunker fired at the Iron-Blooded T-Dolls and flanked UMP40 & UMP45 back and forth, eliminating the group of Iron-Blooded T-Dolls.

After killing these iron-blooded miscellaneous soldiers, the gray combat fog began to dissipate.

"Thank you for your help, both of you! But it's a pity that I don't have any Coke to entertain you at this time~"

UMP45 looked at the cowboy girl who looked like she came out of a human cartoon and asked, "Are you Colt Revolver?"

"That's right, it's me—" The information and signal recognition function between the same team allowed the little cowboy to identify the identities of the two: "You are UMP45 and UMP40, um, why are you here?"

UMP40 did not answer Colt's question directly: "We are the ones who want to ask the question. How did you guys get here?"

This is the outskirts of the Iron Blood Factory, and you can leave here by walking a little further.According to the normal plan, the entire Raiders team should be in the inner layer at this time.

"Our electronic map has failed, and we can't contact the headquarters yet, so we can only walk around."

"Nice wandering around..."

UMP45 couldn't help but lament the luck of these guys.

The team that had been introduced into the core area lost its direction due to the impact of full-band blocking interference and wandered around.

Most of the teams were destroyed by the hunted iron-blooded elite in the process, but there were also a few lucky guys.

"Since you are here, let's continue the mission." Colt Revolver was very responsible for his mission, and even wanted to continue the mission that must be defeated with UMP45 and others.

But as soon as UMP45 rolled her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she said in a regretful tone: "Unfortunately, we received news before—our mission has changed."

UMP40 looked at his partner in surprise, and UMP45 said without changing his face: "The commander feels that the mission has failed, and we must stop the damage in time...We must gather the teams we can contact and leave here."

"Really?" Colt Zuolun tilted his head and asked puzzledly: "But because of the interference, we couldn't contact the superior at all. How did you do it?"

Facing this question, UMP45 didn't feel nervous at all, but instead had a fox-like smile on his face.

"Because we are special tactical dolls: electronic warfare dolls!"

She turned to look at her partner: "Do you think so? 40?"

"Ahahaha...Of course, we are magical electronic warfare dolls!" UMP40 sang with his friends.

The 'immorality' of this doll's lying made UMP40 almost explode with excitement: "The commander asked us to act as a team just to prevent this situation!"