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The architect pulled the destroyer and discussed quietly.
"You big idiot, all the marshmallows and snacks are basically kept by the commander. Although he will distribute them to everyone before departure, it is impossible to stop and ask him for snacks after eating them! If we want to eat snacks all the time, we can only pull him onto the sled! Hurry up and find a way to trick the commander over here."
The saboteur looked at the architect in frustration. She couldn't understand why the architect was so bad at everything and was the laziest one.
"Oh! So that's how it is! Well, we Iron Bloods must also enjoy corresponding rights!"
The architect, who suddenly realized the truth, immediately supported the vandals.
"Oh, Commander~ Come over here and sit down, Akagi. You are quite confident about the softness of your tail."
Huang, who had gotten into the sled first, had already put his nine big furry tails on the seat of the sled, and stretched out his hands to pat his fluffy tails as an invitation.
"Won't it hurt if I sit on your tail?"
Moyin asked hesitantly.
"Hehe, Commander, don't forget that I am an aircraft carrier. You underestimate my endurance. To be honest, to me, you are as light as a cute little bird."
Huang covered his mouth and laughed happily.
"Don't foxes eat birds... What a metaphor! Masaka! Commander, it's too dangerous for you to sit there, you'd better sit in our sled!"
UMP9 immediately shouted.
"Haha, I won't deny that I want to swallow the commander in one gulp~ Then the commander will be my treasure alone."
"However, the hunting now only refers to the night, so the commander does not need to worry about his life safety."
Huang openly admitted his desire, then held his face with his hands and revealed a somewhat fanatical smile.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Commander, isn't it too dangerous for you to sit over there? Come sit with us? Here are three sisters who are rare to see! Such opportunities don't come often."
UMP9 extended an invitation to Moyin temptingly.
"Yin, I, we also have a place reserved for you here."
HK762, who was held on the left and right by M11 and G416, stretched out her arms weakly. She originally wanted to run to Moyin as soon as possible, but the two men had already pounced on her and she couldn't get rid of them. She had to find an empty sled and sit in it.
"Well, I don't mind. As long as there's enough wine, I can sit anywhere."
A-91 sat down next to AA12 indifferently.
"I don't think so. If I do nothing here, I will lose face as a lady. Although I don't like to fight, for the sake of ladies, the commander should also sit in our car."
The Desert Eagle elegantly joined the conversation.
"Master, please choose which sled you want to sit on. If anyone forces you to sit on a certain sled, I will punish them with force."
"Of course, don't worry. Even if I'm walking on the side, I won't be pulled down by the chopsticks."
The agent behind him said calmly.
"Hey, come sit together. It's too miserable to run down there."
Moyin imagined the agent running beside the sleigh with her skirt lifted up, and suddenly felt a chill.
"So! Which one to choose?"
The tactical figures on the five sleds all focused their eyes on Moyin's face and asked aggressively.
"Only children make choices. As a mature adult, I! Will! Sit!"
Moyin thought about it, then spoke loudly, and then the air fell into an awkward silence.
The tactical dolls simultaneously imagined a scene of five sleds running side by side, with Moyin tied horizontally on the sleds. MDR even covered his stomach to hold back his laughter.
"Hey, hey, hey, say something! Isn't it super awkward for me to be so quiet? Someone come and pay attention to me, and don't look at me like I'm an idiot!!!"
Moyin cried out with tears in her eyes.
"Ahem, sorry, it looks like the master's head injury hasn't healed yet, I'll take him to this sled with a tail cushion to have a good rest."
The agent put his arm around Moyin's waist and was about to sit in the sled where Huang was.
"I'm not crazy... I'm just saying I'm sitting in each car for two hours, that's fair, what's wrong with that?"
Moyin said aggrievedly.
"Excuse me, I didn't think of this plan. I am such a failed maid."
The agent released his arm from Moyin's waist, blushed slightly, and bowed to apologize.
"So how did you think I was going to sit with you just now?"
Moyin asked curiously.
"They were tied horizontally to the sleds and were spread over five sleds from head to toe."
The tactical dolls answered in unison.
Chapter 292: Rabbit Sniper's Careful Thoughts
"Why did you come up with such a horrible picture..."
Moyin said with some horror.
"Who told you to leave? Our mental module is based entirely on the existing intelligence and the results obtained after analysis."
MDR complained.
It was only then that Moyin recalled that the tactical dolls, in addition to being excellent in combat, did have a lot of eccentric thinking in their daily lives.
"Then I'll take a car with Akgai first, and then we'll rest and stretch our bodies after two hours. Meanwhile, I'll change to another car. Is that okay with you?"
Moyin looked at the tactical dolls and asked.
"no problem."
A group of warrior figures immediately answered Moyin.
"Then put on your down jackets. If we don't keep exercising and the wind blows, we will freeze to death if we wear too little."
Moyin took out a bunch of down jackets and distributed them to the tactical dolls, who all put them on obediently.
"If you feel bored during the journey, you can eat something, but I don't think you can drink beverages in this temperature."
Moyin distributed some snacks such as potato chips to each sled, and then got on the sled where Huang was.
As soon as Moyin got into the sled, Huang's warm big tail gently rolled Moyin in, and G41 also got into Moyin's arms and sat down in a comfortable position.
After everything was ready, the chopsticks tied to the front of the sled pulled the sled in unison and started running.
The unique experience made G41, curled up in Moyin's arms, laugh pleasantly, but the novelty soon disappeared.
All around were the same unchanging buildings covered in snow. The cold wind cut the faces of the tactical dolls like a sharp blade, and the sound caused by the wind pressure of the high-speed moving sled made it impossible for people to communicate normally.
If you try to open your mouth, you will feel a cold blade being poured into your throat, which makes everyone lose the idea of even eating snacks.
Only the agent will adjust the direction of the chopsticks from time to time.
The icy cold wind not only takes away the heat, but also makes people feel drowsy.
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Two hours later, under the agent's command, the chopsticks gradually slowed down and finally stopped behind a building that could shelter from the wind.
"Well, it's cold, Commander."
MDR stood up from the sled tremblingly and said stiffly.
The three UMP sisters who got off another car had already drawn their daggers at the same time and were quickly clearing out the zombies around them.
Other tactical humanoids also drew their melee weapons and joined the battle.
In the face of the powerful combat power of the tactical humanoids, a dozen ordinary zombies were cleaned up like cabbage.
"Everyone come and have a drink to warm your body and refresh yourself. Although it is very hard, you will continue to suffer here if you don't leave this area."
Moyin took out a bottle of Wuliangye and took a sip. The hot liquor immediately dispelled the chillness from his body.
"Hey, hey, do I have to drink too? I'm still a minor."
M|99 looked at the bottle of wine in Moyin's hand with some resistance.
"If you really hate it... I won't force you, but drinking some will make you feel warmer."
"Well, well, that's not indirect... Never mind! Give me a sip. We must always be brave enough to try new things in life!"
M|99 snatched the bottle of wine from Moyin's hand and took a sip cutely, then her little face wrinkled immediately because of the spicy taste.
"This, this thing is really too difficult for me. I can't drink it."
M99 handed the bottle to UMP9 who was on a plate.
UMP9 took a sip without hesitation and handed it to UMP45 with a smile.
"Hey, Commander, shouldn't 416 be allowed to drink this wine? After you two finish drinking it, you're going to have a good time, right?"
UMP45 finished drinking and passed the bottle to UMP40
"Hey! What are you talking about? I'm not that kind of tactical doll! Just one bite won't have much of an effect on me!"
HK416 protested unhappily.
"Drink it. I think 416's self-control is trustworthy."
Moyin said trustingly.
The Erguotou was passed around and there was still half a bottle left. A-91 took it and drank it all.
"Well! Come to me later! Come to me later!"
HK416, with red cheeks, walked up to Moyin, hugged Moyin's waist and refused to let go.
"Okay, okay, I'll sit with you and do it with you later."
Moyin touched HK416's head lovingly.
"Who! Stop, don't move!"
While the tactical figures were jumping around to stretch their frozen bodies, AN94 suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at two cowering figures that appeared from the corner of the building.
Moyin took a look and found that one of them was a middle-aged woman with a dark complexion. She was wearing a lot of long-sleeved casual clothes, which made her look very bloated. Obviously, she did not find clothes with better warmth retention effect such as down jackets, so she could only rely on the number of clothes to keep warm.
The middle-aged woman's face showed an expression of uncontrollable fear and a hint of expectation, and her body was shaking slightly. It was obvious that the fully-armed tactical dolls had brought her a lot of pressure.