"Look, another fat lamb has arrived! And they even brought dolls!"
After Renault led four dolls through the street that served as the boundary between the civilian area and the wealthy area, various malicious glances immediately fell on him and AK12.
As the residents of the civilian area saw Renault and the others, they began to discuss.
Their voices weren't loud, but Renault could hear them clearly.
Especially those discussing whether to approach them to scam and then run away; did he really look like such an easy target?
Although the weapons on the dolls were hidden, Renault's companions were not so discreet. Several guns were blatantly displayed on their coats, at their waists, and even hanging under their armpits.
Unless someone was severely nearsighted, it was easy to spot those weapons while Renault walked.
Those scheming individuals, whether plotting to approach Renault and the others or planning to disable the dolls and steal their parts to sell, obviously noticed the weapons that Renault inadvertently revealed.
However, these individuals didn't seem to care. They were just guns. It's no big deal, right?
"Commander Renault, are you sure there won't be any problems? Those guys are probably already discussing how much they can sell our parts for," AK12 said with her eyes closed, but her eyes were observing the individuals gathering in the distance.
But AK12's tone was cheerful, showing that she didn't regard those eavesdroppers as a threat.
"Just talk, we can't just rush over and chop off their heads now. This city has guards, and there are plenty of people from the Security Bureau here. Let's avoid violence if we can,"
At least... they would try not to resort to violence until MDR and the others finished purchasing all the supplies. Even when push came to shove, they would at least try to clean up discreetly.
Hearing Renault's words, AK12 shrugged, while AN94 beside her was startled.
It seemed that this Commander Renault was eager to chop off heads at the slightest provocation... he didn't seem like a good person at all...
This mission was just to capture someone alive. Would Commander Renault act rashly and kill the target on the spot?
"Do... don't we need to hide a bit?" G11 asked, feeling a bit embarrassed. Even in a game, wouldn't it be risky to enter another faction's territory to capture someone so openly?
"No need, we can't hide. It's obvious at a glance that we're not locals. What's the point of trying to conceal ourselves?"
Their differences in attire, demeanor, and aura were too conspicuous to hide from the people in this civilian area.
Although there were also many dolls in the civilian area, they were mostly outdated models, some even lacking much autonomy, and their clothing was very worn out, with patches being a common sight.
Unless Renault and his group managed to get some worn-out clothes and smear some dirt on their faces, even a three-year-old could tell the difference between them and the locals.
As the group continued to walk forward for a few minutes, probably crossing several streets, Renault directly followed the information given by Angelia and headed towards the broker's lair.
As they delved deeper into the civilian area, the roads became increasingly difficult to navigate, with all sorts of debris and garbage piled up on either side, and homeless people were visible everywhere.
G11 even saw some abandoned dolls lying on the ground.
AK12's eyebrows were already furrowed, and she even saw some human corpses in some garbage heaps.
Just a few minutes ago, the airport where their helicopter landed seemed orderly, and pedestrians and airport staff didn't seem to have any grudges. But now, after just a few minutes of walking through a few streets, the entire city seemed like a different world...
But soon, AK12 put aside these negative emotions. Such matters were not something a mere tactical doll like her needed to consider.
Perhaps seeing strangers in the neighborhood or someone had notified the pedestrians and the homeless in advance, the number of people in the neighborhood was decreasing, and after just walking for another two or three minutes, there were no longer any living souls around them.
The only one who could move was probably the service doll leaning against the wall, unable to move but not completely shut down.
"It seems we're in trouble, Commander Renault." After glancing back at herself and the others, AK12 smiled and said to Renault, "Should we take action against them?"
Just as she was speaking, AK12 turned around and saw Renault lifting his hands with AN94 behind her, seemingly rummaging through his coat.
Click!
Before AK12 and AN94 could say anything, they heard a crisp sound, not as clear as pulling a trigger, but slightly muffled...
The doubts in their minds were immediately dispelled the next second, because Renault had turned around and said to them,
"Make way."
AK12 and AN94 were startled.
What the heck! How did you just pull out a grenade launcher directly!?
Bang! Bang!
Before AK12 and AN94 could react, let alone the individuals behind them who had blocked their path, two smoke grenades were thrown at their feet and exploded without warning!
The thick gray smoke directly engulfed the entire street!
Seeing this, Renault also put away the grenade launcher and waved to the dolls beside him, "Go, catch them all, and be careful not to knock their heads off when you two start fighting!"
Finally, Renault reminded them.
"Don't worry, we know our limits. It's just a few..." Hearing Renault's words, AK12 rolled up her sleeves confidently.
"I didn't mean you guys, I meant those two," Renault pointed to G11 and M1919A4, somewhat helplessly.
Hearing this, AK12 and AN94, who were just full of confidence, were instantly embarrassed.
But fortunately, G11 and M1919A4 beside them had already rushed forward, and they followed suit, lest they continue to face this troublesome Renault.
There were a total of five people blocking their way, which was completely insignificant to AK12 and her group. Moreover, with the cover of smoke, this environment was undoubtedly their home field for AK12, whose eyes had been modified.
And G11 and M1919A4 were naturally unafraid of the smoke either; their thermal imaging could clearly tell them the positions of these roadblockers.
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