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Wilder MK2 said confidently.
"Well, it's 3:17 now. We have 3 minutes left to act according to the battle plan."
"OJBK, let's go hunt down those who have fallen into darkness!"
Wilder MK2 raised his cloak, and his figure was once again hidden by the optical camouflage cloak and disappeared.
"Wow! This thing of hers is so cool, I want one too."
The saboteur looked at the Nagant revolver expectantly.
"You should ask the commander about this. I don't have the authority to promise such things."
"Well... According to what Beak said, if you make excessive demands on the commander, you will be spanked... I don't want to be spanked, so please help me talk to him."
"I don't want to either! I'm already this old, and if I get spanked by the commander, I'll be so embarrassed!"
Nagant Revolver rolled her eyes at the Destroyer in annoyance, even though she knew very well that Moyin would not treat her like that.
But she would not speak for the Iron Blood Unit because of this.
"Well, forget it. Do you want some snacks?"
The saboteur pulled out a bag of potato chips from his backpack, tore it open, grabbed a handful and then held it in front of M762.
"No, thank you. The grease will make my hands slippery. If possible, I hope you can give me some after the mission is over."
M762 calmly rejected the saboteur's invitation.
"Wow, it feels so professional..."
The destroyer handed it to the executioner.
The executioner was not so particular. He just grabbed a handful of potato chips and started chewing them with a crunch.
Chapter 121: Life of Senior Nagant Revolver
The saboteur passed the bag of potato chips to Nagant's revolver.
"I don't use it anymore. I don't like food that is too oily. It's not good for skin care."
Nagant Revolver shook his head.
"Hey, why do you take care of your skin?"
The saboteur asked in confusion as he stuffed potato chips into his mouth.
"This is a must-do for women. The older you get, the better you should take care of yourself."
Nagant Revolver played with his own branded weapon and answered maturely.
"Wilder MK2, the time is up, we should go."
M762 reached out and precisely grasped Wilder MK2's arm, and the destroyer only saw his own potato chip floating in the air like a dangling potato chip, being bitten.
"Wow, how did you see her?"
The destroyer asked excitedly.
"The opponent in the last battle...also had the ability to become invisible. I summarized my experience and did some training."
After saying this, M762 dragged the invisible Wilder MK2 towards the mission destination quickly. In less than half a minute, the three destroyers lost sight of M762.
"Nagant Revolver, where did that tactical doll come from? It's not from your Griffin, right? It feels different from ours..."
The destroyer asked curiously.
"Yeah...it's different. I don't really know her origins, but I've heard a few words from other dolls."
"Tell me about it!"
The saboteur asked gossipingly with his eyes shining as he stuffed potato chips into his mouth.
"She seems to be a discrete humanoid summoned by the commander through Iron Blood. Her previous mental cloud map memory seems to have been erased. No one knows who she worked for before."
"But if you only look at her style, she is an excellent and perfect soldier... a cold weapon."
"If she receives an order from the commander, she might even kill her own teammates. No... She might even follow an order to destroy herself."
Nagant Revolver said with some emotion.
“Hey, if I destroy it by myself, won’t I die? Then I will have nothing. Why would I follow such an unreasonable order?”
The destroyer asked in shock.
"She was trained to be a tactical humanoid before she came here. Fortunately, our commander is a good guy and will not issue cruel orders. In addition, HK404 of the 416th Squadron has a good compatibility with her. I think she is living a happy life now."
Nagant Revolver shrugged. She didn't have much communication with M762. It was more like M762 often stuck to HK416, making her too embarrassed to talk to him.
"Hey, how do those annoying devils in Team 404 get along so well?"
The destroyer shuddered. She completely understood why someone would like the sharp-tongued and harsh HK416.
"Oh, this one, you know G404 from the 11th Squad, the little humanoid who loves to sleep. She's excellent in fire control, but it's no exaggeration to say that she's useless in other aspects. It's rumored that she even needs 416 to carry her when she escapes during combat, but I don't know if that's true."
"Then the person who is responsible for taking care of her is HK416. From this point of view, 416 seems to be a very suitable person to be a mother. M762's previous experience was very lacking in family affection, so she developed a sense of dependence on 416."
"Of course, the above are just my personal opinions."
Nagant Revolver answered.
"I think your opinion is correct. From the perspective of others, she is just acting like a daughter when she is with HK416. She is really weak. We tactical dolls should not need this kind of emotion."
The executioner joined the conversation with a sneer.
"Emotions... you can't say they are completely useless. When HK416's emotions fluctuate violently, she will show strength that is completely beyond common sense. Her usual combat skills are about equal to those of your Iron-Blooded Elite's agents, or even slightly weaker."
"But last time when Little 45 came, she accidentally angered her, and she suppressed the joint attack of the UMP45 sisters and the agent by herself."
"If you, who look down on emotions, face HK416 in that state, you might be torn into pieces. It's best not to underestimate emotions."
Nagant Revolver gave earnest advice.
"Humph, I don't believe in such things."
"Then you can ask your superior agent about this matter in person."
Nagant Revolver was not angry when rejected by the executioner, and said with a smile.
"Naganagan, how come you are so awesome? You know so many things!"
The destroyer worshipped asked.
"I haven't lived that long in vain. This is just the experience accumulated from life experiences. As long as you live and continue to learn, one day you will have such experience."
"Can I become so powerful? I won't be bullied by Dreamer anymore. Can I become as smart as her?"
"As for IQ... I don't know."
Seeing the Destroyer Nagant Revolver's expectant face, he was too embarrassed to say cruel words, so he had to muddle through with vague words.
"Okay, it's almost 3:30. Finish your snacks and put away the trash. The executioners will be responsible for clearing out the enemies within our range. I will also assist. Destroyers, don't participate in this kind of battle. Just stay aside and prepare to place the explosives."
Nagant Revolver coughed lightly, signaling the Destroyer to enter mission mode.
"Ha, just some weak ordinary people, I don't need any help at all."
The executioner gripped the knife in his hand and revealed a confident and crazy smile.
"That would be the best case scenario."
Nagant Revolver did not get angry with the executioner, but went along with the executioner's character. She knew very well that it was unrealistic to tame such an unruly and iron-blooded leader in such a short time. It was enough to complete the task perfectly this time. Even if Moyin planned to let her teach the Destroyer and the Executioner life experience, there was no need to rush for this mission.
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"Ah wow wow wow wow, I say we don't need to rush like this, right??? We have plenty of time."
Wilder MK762, who was forcibly dragged by M2, asked speechlessly.
"Completing the mission as soon as possible is a rule that must be followed. You should not be lazy in battle."
"Alright, alright. I'm afraid of you. I'm worst at dealing with people like you who take themselves too seriously."
Wilde MK2 compromised reluctantly, mainly because she felt a faint, frightening aura from M762, and her carelessness in facing the task might make her turn around and pin her to the ground and beat her up.
Chapter 122 You all have dirty minds when playing tactics
If I get beaten for being lazy in my mission, I'm afraid I won't be able to seek justice even if I go to Moyin.
"You've entered the sniper unit's field of vision. Be careful not to expose yourself."
Following the reminder from Wilder MK2, M762 instantly slowed down, and then cleverly used the cover to quickly approach the outer defense line of the stronghold.
Soon, M762 and Wilder MK2 avoided the patrolling outer members and entered the building.
"It's difficult for you to move inside the building. Wait here for three minutes. I'll go to the rooftop and take out the four snipers. I'll come back to find you later."
Wilder MK2 asked in a low voice.
"Then let's temporarily use this room as my hiding place."
M762 violently thrust the bayonet knuckles on his hand into the keyhole of the house next to him and turned the key. The door lock was violently unlocked.
The door creaked open, and then M762 sneaked into the room like a wisp of gray mist. There were three burly men lying on the floor and snoring loudly. No one noticed the approaching threat posed by M762's infiltration.
After closing the door quietly, M762 walked to a sleeping man and stabbed the brass knuckles with the bayonet on his hand into the man's brain. Then, with a turn of his wrist, the blade of the bayonet knuckles crushed the man's brain. The deceased lost his precious life without even having time to scream in pain.
After killing the remaining two men with the same trick, M762 found two packs of cigarettes from the bodies of the dead men, then took out a lighter, lit the cigarettes one by one and threw them on the ground.
Soon, the faint smell of blood in the room was covered up by the strong smell of cigarettes.
After doing all this, M762 hid behind the door, concealing her figure in the darkness, so that if someone else entered the house to investigate, she could kill the other person quietly and immediately.
On the other side, the Wilder MK2, which was invisible due to the optical camouflage cloak, came to the top floor of the base without any hindrance. Four snipers were smoking and chatting idly out of boredom.
After carefully approaching the four men, Wilder MK2 took out his branded weapon and then fired four shots in quick succession, blowing off the four men's heads.
As a tactical figure specialized in espionage, her pistol also has the silent function required for covert operations.
It can be said that even with the door closed, the guards in the building could not hear her gunshot.
"Kukuku, you are indeed excellent. A deadly blade in the dark night like me will never miss."