MTLNOVEL Chapter 476: Chapter 476: Refund!
"Heh, the people in this black market base are really energetic. Why weren't they this active when I asked them to work before?"
"Even ants try to survive. This time, we have to go to the Red Zone. No fool would make money without risking their life."
"Then why not just send the dolls? Isn't it more appropriate to send them to do something like going to the Red Zone?"
"Tsk, those bastards in the technical department... I don't know if they had a brain seizure or something. The security mode set on that box can only be opened by living people, and the dolls can't do anything."
"Living people? So, in other words, when authenticating, you must face the authentication device on the cargo box without a helmet? Don't be ridiculous, if you take off your helmet in the Red Zone, you'll die!"
"Exactly. The higher-ups don't want to retrieve the box of goods now, so they'd rather let it rot in the Red Zone. Anyway, the things inside probably won't break down even after hundreds of years."
"That's right. If the energy core isn't used, it may not break down for hundreds of years."
"In the end, it was some brain-dead guy who put the important data together with those products. Why should we clean up the mess for him?"
"Hehe, isn't that the job? But the guy who was chased by the black market people just now appears to be a security contractor. Could he be Griffin's man? Don't we think we've contacted Griffin yet?"
"Don't be ridiculous. How could the commanders of Griffin risk their lives to run to the Red Zone just for that piece of information?"
"How do you know if you don't try?"
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"Why haven't the Commander arrived yet? It's been five minutes, right?" P90 looked down at the time on her phone. It had been five minutes since Renault sent them a message.
"The commander clearly said he would arrive in six minutes. Can't you wait just one more minute?"
Click, click.
As SPAS-12 spoke, she held a bag of potato chips in her hand and stuffed them into her mouth nonstop.
Watching SPAS-12's movements, P90 was annoyed and helpless.
Only this guy... she simply couldn't imitate her. Clothes and body shape were all fine, but it was the way she spoke...
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't learn SPAS-12's ability to eat and speak clearly at the same time.
"Don't worry, they should be coming soon. There seem to be a lot of vibrations in the distance. It sounds like many vehicles are heading this way." MP5 stood at the door of the aircraft, holding her etched weapon and looking into the distance.
MP40 was checking the clumsy Rippers in the cabin.
The expressions on the faces of several Rippers were obviously not very good. Although MP40 and the others moved them back to the cabin, they couldn't be happy at all when they thought that they might be dismantled as scrapped humanoids.
If te Sangvis dolls hadn't installed a more realistic bionic module in their heads, they would have probably cried right now.
"Okay, don't be so sad. The Commander will definitely fix you all when he gets back, don't worry!" MP40 said confidently.
Of course, she was still very confident about this; after all, she herself was not a Tactical Doll with superior performance, and the cost of her original body might not be as expensive as these Rippers.
Hearing MP40's comfort, the expressions on the faces of several Rippers improved a lot.
"The Commander won't dismantle us and put us in the Prowlers after he goes back, right?"
"No, no, your bodies aren't damaged; just some small components are damaged by overload. Just rest here for a while, and they'll be fixed once we get back!" MP40 spoke earnestly, but her eyes saw several figures running toward them from a direction in the distance.
"MP5! Look over there! It's Commander and Nagant Revolver and the others!"
"Ah! It's them! SPAS-12! Quick! Start the engine! We're ready to evacuate!"
"No problem!"
While they were talking, Renault and his men ran at sprint speed, and had already arrived at the coast.
And P90 also saw what was chasing after Renault and his men...
One vehicle after another, wrapped in smoke and dust, rushed over closely behind them. If Renault and his men hadn't been fast enough and more flexible than those vehicles, and if the roads in this area weren't so difficult to navigate, those guys would have caught up by now.
Running from a distance, Renault saw MP5 and P90 standing at the door of the warehouse and then looked at the closed aircraft cargo door. Obviously, the supplies sent here before had already been loaded into the cabin.
As Renault and his men approached, MP5 made way for Nagant Revolver to jump into the cabin.
After Renault and his men rushed into the cabin at full speed, SPAS-12 also started the aircraft and rushed directly into the sky toward the sea.
The pursuers in the distance, after seeing Renault and his men board such an aircraft they had never seen before, immediately took out their weapons—RPGs or anti-aircraft missiles—and aimed them directly at the speeding aircraft.
"Fuck! What the hell is this? Where did this aircraft come from? Is that guy an employee of some large weapons company?!"
Most of the pursuers already knew the result without even looking at it. RPGs are old antiques meant to attack old armored vehicles, but using them against aircraft... especially one with such high speed... forget it, it's almost impossible to hit.
A few people next to them, carrying individual anti-aircraft missiles, might have a better shot, but even if they managed to shoot it down, what could they do?
They're already over the sea. Will they have to hire a boat to salvage it?
Whoosh!
Several missiles whizzed past, and in the end, all of them missed!
Of course, some of the anti-aircraft missiles did hit it, but there seemed to be no difference between hitting it and missing it.
The aircraft didn't even sway after being hit by the anti-aircraft missile! It flew steadily into the distance!
"Bah! Who the hell said this thing works!? Give me a refund!" Throwing away the disposable launch tube in her hand, a big, strong-looking woman shouted angrily.
Looking at the aircraft getting farther and farther away, the group of people who had driven over sighed helplessly.
However, just when they were about to return home, a huge object descended from the clouds in the direction of the aircraft.
"Hey, hey... ah, hey! Hurry up, what's that thing in the sky? What on earth is that?!"