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"Hahaha, no problem, no problem. I'll just charge the game console when I go on the mission."
RFB replied with a grin.
Chapter 290: Pure Little Rabbit Sniper
"Yin, are you awake? Is your leg no longer in the way?"
HK416 walked into the house carrying a breakfast.
"Well, the scabs have almost healed, so he should be able to walk again. By the way, how about Huang and the agents?"
"A king-level mutant came this morning. Huang and the agent went out to help. It's really not safe here. Sit down obediently. I'll feed you breakfast and then we'll set off."
HK416 sat down next to Moyin, gently picked up the bowl and began to feed Moyin.
"Ahhh, are you showing off your affection so shamelessly so early in the morning?"
RFB waved the PSP game console in his hand and gossiped.
"This is not just to show off my relationship with Yin. On the other hand, Yin had a head injury before, and now it is difficult for him to control his strength. If he is not careful, he will break the tableware and spill the food all over himself. Of course! I usually feed Yin too!"
"Wow, Commander, you better be careful next time you play my spare game console. Don't break it! I really like game consoles."
RFB reminded worriedly.
"I, I'll try not to break your game console."
Moyin answered somewhat unconfidently, saying that he planned to do some strength control exercises when he had time.
After eating the breakfast made by HK416 for him, Moyin gathered a group of tactical dolls in front of the RV.
"We let you guys have fun all day yesterday, it's about time you guys relax. Since the RV can't be driven in this snowy weather, we have to leave this area on foot."
"You must be joking, Commander. I will die! I will definitely die!"
The sleepy G11 was the first to jump up and protested strongly.
"You will die if you stay here... the zombies will follow sooner or later."
"I always feel like dying of exhaustion is worse than being run over by zombies."
G11 said with a sad face and despair.
"Hoo, Commander, I occasionally see a few low-level Iron-blooded soldier ants. May I ask if they are your reconnaissance units?"
A-91, who was enjoying a glass of strong alcoholic drink, suddenly raised his glass and asked abruptly.
"Yes, but it's a little unrealistic to ride on it. The chopsticks are too small."
"Hahaha, you're such a joker. Have you ever heard of dog sledding?"
A-91 drank the wine in the glass and asked drunkenly.
"Oh! There is such a method. I never thought of it. You are really smart."
Moyin clapped his hands. He had hundreds of chopsticks to draw the architect over. Using them as the power for the sled was perfect.
He only needs to exchange a few sleds to greatly increase the team's speed, and G11 won't have to cry out in despair.
"Smart? That depends on how much alcohol I've consumed. Just consider it an advance payment this time."
A-91 declared complacently.
"What reward?"
Moyin asked with some confusion.
"Ha, or it could be the initial investment, I can't tell the difference, but this is to let you see the effect after I drink seven bottles of wine. In this state, I am an excellent skilled talent."
"This way, at least Commander, you will remember to give me plenty of alcohol when you need my help."
"Anyway, you've been a great help this time. Take this and drink it."
Moyin took out two more bottles of liquor and handed them to A-91.
"Oh, it feels so good. What an excellent man!"
Although A-91's proposal was brilliant, most of the tactical dolls still kept a distance from her. Only Sixteen Pigeons came over and asked for a bottle of wine, and they drank together.
After Moyin put the RV into the system space, he browsed the system's vehicle page and finally spent one thousand resource points to exchange for five sleds. Then, with the help of a group of tactical humanoids, he put five chopsticks in front of each sled as a power source.
"Hahahaha, I never thought I could make a sled! It's so fun!"
MDR was the first to jump into the sled, shouting excitedly.
"By the way, Commander, I want to eat apples on Christmas day."
The destroyer raised his little hands high and shouted excitedly like a little child.
"Sure, but what day is it today? I haven't looked at the calendar in so long that I completely forgot."
Mo Yin replied with a smile.
"The day after tomorrow is Christmas! Commander, don't go back on your word!"
The destroyer said expectantly.
"Okay, okay, I won't regret it. I'll give everyone an apple as dessert on Christmas Day."
Moyin agreed immediately. After all, even on Christmas Day, the tactical dolls would probably have to travel with him in such a cold weather. If he couldn't even fulfill this wish, he would have no use as a commander.
"What about the turkey? What's Christmas without a turkey dinner?"
UMP9 also joined the conversation.
"Although I should be able to exchange it for resource points, I don't know how to make turkeys... How about you?"
Moyin turned to look at HK416, who was usually responsible for his own food, and M|99 and others who cooked for everyone.
The tactical humanoids that Moyin was looking at shook their heads. They had no experience in cooking turkey.
"It doesn't matter if no one knows how to cook. On Christmas Day, please M|99, cook a few more dishes. I will exchange them for some fresh vegetables and meat."
"Okay! Then I'll make sweet and sour pork for everyone on Christmas Day!"
M|99, feeling the heavy responsibility, said with a serious face.
"What in it?"
MDR raised his hand and asked.
"Tenderloin? Miss MDR, have you never eaten it? Tenderloin is the strips of tender meat on both sides of the animal's spine. It tastes very tender and delicious. Please look forward to it now."
M|99 replied with a pure look on his face.
"No, no! What did you just say?"
MDR was not discouraged and continued to ask.
"That's enough! You troublemaker, if you continue to teach M|99 bad things, I'm going to spank you. You might even split your butt when I give you this spanking."
Moyin glared at MDR and threatened fiercely.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you, a pure little rabbit, go today."
MDR stuck out her tongue and said mischievously.
"???????"
M|99 looked at MDR with a puzzled look, then looked at Moyin.
She had no idea what she had just said, and was therefore very confused by the exchange between Moyin and MDR.
"Sir, sir, what were you talking about?"
"Nothing, you're still young, ignore MDR, she's a big, dirty cesspool."
Moyin patted M|99's little head gently.
Chapter 291: Only children make choices! I'll sit in them all!
"How rude! Yin, don't think you can say that to me just because we have a good relationship! I'm going to sue you for defamation!"
"There is no judge here, so I have the final say, and I am just telling the truth. You are undoubtedly a bad dye vat."
"Really? How dare you talk about a girl like that? I'm going to cry!"
"You've fake cried too many times. I won't be fooled again."
Moyin gave MDR a merciless look. In the past, MDR often pretended to cry and made himself feel guilty. He had decided not to believe that MDR would cry anymore.
"Mmmmm, why are you treating me like a child? I'm a mature tactical doll! You're hiding this from me! It's really too much!"
M|99 puffed up her face in dissatisfaction and protested.
"Believe me, knowing what MDR is saying would be a shock to your young mind."
Moyin said sincerely.
"Is this so terrible? Forget it. I, I don't want to know."
M|99 thought about it and decided to believe Moyin's words. After all, she had seen MDR doing crazy things on a daily basis.
"Okay, now it's time for the commander to take that sled."
Sten said with a smile.
"Is there any need to decide? Of course the commander has to ride in the same car with me."
Huang declared as a matter of course.
"What kind of logic is that? The commander is usually with you guys, so it's time for him to be given to all of us. The commander is a shared property!"
Si Deng said righteously.
"Yes, yes, it's shared! It's shared!"
UMP9 immediately started to make a noise.
"We, the Iron Blood, are currently working for the Commander, and we will not give up this rightful right! And we have the most empty seats in the sled!"
The vandals also got involved.
"Hey, why did you bring the commander over here? Wouldn't it be better for the two of us to lie in the car without anyone coming? If he comes, Griffin's tactical dolls will definitely squeeze in. Why did you bring them over here and squeeze them to death?"