Chapter 52: Almost Flipped Over

Coincidence?

Probably, anyway Reno didn't want to dwell on such trivial matters. "There, Peter Lenkov brought those doll traffickers over. Your chance to take action has come."

Reno pointed to the doll traffickers being dragged off the truck by AK47, including Maxim, whose leg had already been broken. Not a single one of the surviving doll traffickers was missing.

Meanwhile, Peter, upon seeing Reno's truck, waved to Reno in surprise before turning around and waiting quietly with the truck parked outside the camp.

There was only one person in the truck, a situation known to everyone present. However, despite this, all of Peter's subordinates raised their guns and aimed at the driver's seat of the truck.

"Now, come out of the driver's seat with your hands above your head." Peter narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the driver sitting in the driver's seat.

The other party was a young man with sunglasses on his face. Although his specific appearance couldn't be seen, based solely on the nose and mouth exposed, it could be judged that the other party's appearance should not be bad, or at least he was probably handsome.

Being handsome meant that the other party was very conspicuous, while their side had no impression whatsoever. Several doll also indicated that their database did not contain this person's existence; the other party clearly did not come from the town where they were.

"Oh, I surrender, I surrender. Your Excellency, the Commander of Griffin, have you mistaken me for someone else? I'm just a law-abiding citizen." Pushing open the car door, the unidentified man raised his hands high and spoke to Peter in a frivolous tone.

"A law-abiding citizen? Would a law-abiding citizen drive a cargo truck straight to the doll traffickers' camp?" Peter frowned tightly, glancing at the several doll traffickers who were honestly waiting at the back of the car.

"AK47, go see what's on his truck!" The doll who came out with Peter this time were the one's Reno and his group had seen before: AK47, M3, SVD, and MK23. The other doll were either on duty or repairing in the maintenance warehouse.

Renault glanced at the smile on the man's mouth and subtly waved his hand backward, signaling M1 Garand and the others to move back.

This guy was so confident; he must have hidden something that could deal with Griffin's T-Dolls. After all, daring to run into this wilderness alone to meet with doll traffickers, he must have some ability; otherwise, he couldn't do this job with ease.

The dolls immediately understood and began to quietly retreat. They weren't worried about Renault's safety; after all, there was only one human on the other side, and he didn't pose much of a threat to Reno.

Moreover, even if it was themselves, they didn't have a guaranteed victory when facing Reno. Furthermore, there was only one person on the other side. Unless the stuff on that guy's truck was all explosives, Reno's safety was nothing to worry about.

And now, following Peter 's orders, AK47, under Peter's gaze, walked towards the other side's truck and carefully opened the tarpaulin covering the truck, stepping on the safety bar to look inside the truck.

Empty, there was nothing inside.

"Commander, the truck is empty." After AK47 finished speaking, she held her gun and walked towards the driver's seat in front.

But just this turn was not important; the key was that AK47 saw the large-caliber revolver hanging from the man's waist! And there was a device counting down under the steering wheel in the driver's seat!

"What the...!"

Zzz! Buzz!

Just as AK47's exclamation was not yet halfway through, a piercing beep sounded directly from the truck's roof driven by the man with sunglasses!

Peter, standing ten steps away, instantly felt a chilling sensation! However, with the sudden arrival and disappearance of this sensation, he did not feel anything unusual himself. Instead, several dolls beside him, along with this wave, all fell to the ground!

M1 Garand and the others, who had just followed Reno's instructions to step back, were also affected, but their condition was not as severe as the Dolls in front. Their arms just hung weakly, and their bodies swayed unsteadily.

"Commander!?" Feeling all kinds of signals in her body completely chaotic, Simonov shouted to Reno with some urgency.

What's called "getting into trouble in the ditch"?

This is what it means!

Thinking that the other party was just one person, a human, posing no threat to dolls, the result was the other party taking out a truck-mounted EMP device!

"Surprise! Hey! Commander of Griffin, sorry, it seems today isn't your lucky day." The man with sunglasses saw the doll next to Peter fall and immediately smiled.

He casually took out the large-caliber revolver hanging behind his back, raised his hand, and pointed it in Peter's direction!

Damn it! How come I didn't bring a gun on me just now!?

Seeing this scene, Peter was a bit dumbfounded. He thought it was a sure safe one-and-done mission, but who would have thought that such a guy would suddenly pop out!

Seeing the gun in the other party's hand pointing towards himself, Peter's forehead instantly broke out in cold sweat.

"Goodbye, unnamed Commander, blame your own bad luck! It seems I can take away a few more dolls this time."

Bang!

Huh? Huh!? I haven't even fired yet?

Hearing the sound of the gun, the man with sunglasses was first stunned, then felt as if his feet were somewhat empty, and his whole body unconsciously fell forward to the left!

What's going on!? My, my legs!?

While falling, the man with sunglasses finally noticed something wrong with himself. His originally intact left leg had completely lost sensation from the knee down, and his foot and ankle were powerless, unable to support his body at all!

Before he completely fell to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, grabbed his left hand, and pressed him against the side panel of the truck.

Bang!

Thunk!

After a crisp metal collision, the man with sunglasses only felt his right hand empty! It had completely lost sensation like his left leg!

"This gun is not bad."

Suddenly, he heard the person in front of him say, and then he fell heavily to the ground. What fell to the ground with him was the half of his arm torn off by the newcomer from the revolver.

Looking at the revolver with an eight-inch barrel in his hand, Reno raised his hand and turned off the truck-mounted EMP inside the car. The electromagnetic interference, which occurred once every few seconds, disappeared instantly, and AK47, who was lying on the ground, immediately got up.

"Uh... my hand? My hand ahhh!" At this moment, the man with sunglasses lying on the ground finally felt the tremendous pain from his arm and leg and shouted hoarsely.

Saved!

Peter squeezed his eyes hard at this moment, and turned his head to look at the place where Reno had just stood before, at the entrance of a camping tent, and on top of a supply box at the entrance, there was still a smoking M30...