MTLNOVEL Chapter 471: Chapter 471: Little Tail
"Speaking as if we've suffered a defeat, let's go," Renault said, disregarding Nagant's inappropriate choice of words as he gestured with his phone toward Drake.
Seeing Renault's gesture, Drake was momentarily taken aback but then received a notification of a large sum of money deposited into his account.
Having been extensively modified, even communication devices were installed on him. Although there were no sound notifications when he received messages, he didn't need any reminders.
After checking the incoming funds, Drake's previously furrowed brow immediately relaxed. "Hehe, the boss is generous. Then, I'll take my leave! Until we meet again, Boss Renault!"
Originally, the standard procedure would involve mentioning future business dealings, but he didn't dare to say that. This time, the man had already taken out several guards from the black market. Who knows what shocking things he might do next time.
"Well, you handle those tails yourself."
"Heh, this little matter can't stump me," Drake spoke, waving his hand at the words and disappearing into an alley.
"This guy runs pretty fast, but his fees are a bit high," Nagant commented, watching Drake disappear from sight in an instant, hands on hips, shaking her head and sighing.
"Well, although the fees are high, this guy is very familiar with this city. Without him, we might need to stay here for another day," P38 remarked. After all, with Drake leading the way, their procurement could proceed smoothly.
Although there was a slight hiccup in the end, all the previous transactions were securely delivered to the coastline, both in terms of credibility and efficiency. Spending a bit of money to save so much time, P38 felt it was quite worthwhile. After all, this black market base was not like other ordinary cities. They didn't have the conditions to leisurely stroll around here.
And once something happened, their trip here would be in vain.
If a fight broke out, how could they continue shopping calmly? Even if they wanted to buy, the shopkeepers nearby might not want to do business with them.
After all... their commander was a person who would draw his gun at the drop of a hat. They had witnessed this when they brought back HK416 and G11
...
On the other side of the coastline, SPAS-12 had already brought the aircraft over, parked in front of a large pile of goods like a small mountain, and several Rippers and P90 were shuttling back and forth in the cabin carrying those goods.
"Really! SPAS-12! Why can't you bring a few more people over to help!" P90, carrying a one-meter-square crate, complained somewhat irritably to SPAS-12, who was moving a large-sized goods box beside her.
"Where's the space for that? Do you want to be squeezed between those goods when you go back?"
Most of the materials bought this time were metal materials, with only a small portion being daily necessities.
Those daily necessities were mostly extra, and the metal materials were the main purchases this time, of course, repair materials for Tactical dolls were the same.
As for why they didn't let UMP45 directly bring the spaceship over, it was because bringing the ship directly over would be too sensational. If it was seen by someone, the manager of this black market base might use the city's anti-aircraft weapons directly.
By then, the T-dolls on the spaceship would be fine, but Renault and the others who had been staying below would probably have to find another way back to the ship.
"Those over there shouldn't be the commander and the others, right? Could there be other goods that haven't been delivered?"
Saying this, SPAS-12 didn't wait for P90's response and directly turned her head to look in the direction of the transport equipment that had come over earlier.
"How is that possible, I've already confirmed... Ah, this is probably it? What was it called again?" Seeing those approaching figures, P90 slapped her forehead with her free hand, momentarily forgetting the word.
"Huh? I don't know what you're trying to say, but these guys definitely don't have good intentions. Let's think about how to deal with them." MP40 turned her head to look at those guys holding weapons.
Click!
While MP40 was speaking, the sound of pulling a bolt came directly from beside her. Apparently, MP5 had already picked up her imprint weapon and was waiting to shoot as soon as the other party entered range.
"Hey, why are you so proactive? What if those guys aren't here to cause trouble, but have something else in mind?"
Originally intending to say something, P90 was startled by MP5's sudden actions.
"How is that possible? Look at what those guys are holding! And didn't you feel any electromagnetic interference?"
The nearby Rippers already began to act up!
In fact, MP5 didn't feel any electromagnetic interference either. Ehen Renault created them, he had already considered this issue, so they didn't have to worry about being affected by electromagnetic interference.
But these nearby Rippers who hadn't been modified, one of them was already half-crouching on the ground.
Just as P90 was complaining to SPAS-12, after being reminded by MP5, she also immediately noticed the abnormality of the Rippers. Her anger surged, threw down the crate in her hand, and rushed towards the Rippers.
Of course, not to attack them, but to push them back into the cabin of the aircraft.
"A Mistake, if I had known about this situation, I should have brought M200 or M14 with me." After moving all the Rippers back into the cabin, P90 looked angrily at those people in the distance.
Those people stopped about five or six hundred meters away from them, and whether it was MP40, MP5, or SPAS-12, the attack range of their imprint weapons was not very far.
At this distance, it was almost impossible to hit the opponent, but besides their imprint weapons, they also had the secondary weapons that Renault had given them specifically for dealing with protective suits.
The range of those things was enough, but the proficiency was...
"Hey, we usually don't train much. It's too late now that something's happened!" SPAS-12 pulled the corner of her mouth and took out her secondary weapon.
"Huh? Are you blaming me? Besides when we were learning to drive the aircraft, when else did you go to that place?"
"Of course I've been there! It was when you were thinking about how to steal other people's clothes!"
The two of them started arguing again, and MP40 and MP5 looked at each other helplessly, squinting at the guys in the distance.