Chapter 311: Dusk

"There's something off about this... We came out to capture someone, but why does it feel like we're on vacation?"

Holding a floral-patterned cultural shirt in her hand, Angelia muttered to herself with a strange expression on her face.

"Well, just relax. Commander Renault already has that guy's action route, and it's not even in the city. The difficulty of the mission has instantly dropped several levels. Isn't it nice to complete the task more easily? Come on, 94, try this one on!"

AK12 didn't think there was anything wrong. Being able to leisurely stroll and shop on the streets was quite a novel experience for her. It was much better than being stuck in the training base all day doing simulated training.

"Huh? This... Isn't this a bit too..."

The clothing handed to AN94 by AK12 wasn't normal attire. It was a very bold swimsuit. Looking at the small piece of fabric held up to her, AN94 blushed without surprise.

"What's wrong? There's no one else here. Why not give it a try? Plus, this time it's Commander Renault who's footing the bill!"

Speaking, AK12 directly stuffed the swimsuit into AN94's hands and forcefully pushed her into the changing room.

Seeing the subtle movements of the two, Angelia couldn't help but turn her head and patiently wait in front of the changing room. She even took out the phone she got from Renault, planning to take continuous shots when AN94 came out.

Seeing Angelia raise her phone, AK12 also smiled and approached, trying to observe what new expression AN94 would make under the lens.

Unfortunately...

With a rustle, as the changing room curtain was pulled aside, what appeared before the two was not a bold swimsuit... Instead, it was a...

Dark, full-body diving suit??

Where's the swimsuit!?

How could this happen!?

"Um... I saw there were also diving suits in the changing room, so I put it on. The one just now was a bit..." Faced with the furrowed brows of AK12 and Angelia, AN94 stammered to explain.

Unfortunately, AK12 didn't seem to intend to let her off. "No way! This is totally cheating! Here, let me do it! This time I'll personally help you change!"

"Hey!? But! Wait... Wait a minute!"

While Angelia watched the two dolls fooling around, MDR and the others were in a similar situation. They were just wandering around the streets, roaming aimlessly. As long as they didn't leave the busy urban area, the dolls didn't have to worry about their safety.

Of course, anyone who dared to target Renault's dolls would surely be tired of living.

A few hours passed, not particularly fast for humans, but it didn't seem like much time had passed for the dolls.

"Commander, I brought dinner for you. Here, hamburgers and kebabs bought from the street, hot and fresh. Hurry up and eat, and be careful not to let SPAS-12 snatch them away." Holding out her phone to Renault, MDR handed over a large paper bag she had in her arms.

"Oh, thank you." Nodding, Renault just took out a hamburger from the paper bag, but a hungry gaze fell upon him.

"You... You've been eating on the street all afternoon. Haven't you had enough?"

"Hehe, um, Commander, I seem to have not tasted this flavor you have. Let me have a bite and see how it tastes?" Wiping the tears from her eyes, SPAS-12 put on a pitiful look, ready to play the cute card.

"How many times do you think you can fool me?" Seeing SPAS-12's antics, Renault remained unmoved and started eating in front of her.

"Uh... Chirp chirp..."

"Don't stare, hurry up and start the helicopter. Let's get ready to go back. Those who are joining the follow-up operation, get on the helicopter next to it. M14, drag AK47 onto the plane. Where's Spectre M4?"

"I'm right here. Don't ignore me every time." Spectre M4, holding a bunch of shopping bags, said somewhat annoyed.

"Yeah, I won't forget about you. Hurry up and get on." Renault nodded, watching as all the dolls entered the cabin. Then he turned and boarded the helicopter driven by AN94.

"You're really thrifty. So where exactly is Larry now?" Looking at Renault, who was eating and waiting for takeoff with great satisfaction, Angelia asked with some resentment.

"It's similar to last time. That guy somehow received a commission for three mechs, apparently from the same company as last time. He went out to contact the client and buyer. Judging by the time, their transaction should be happening soon." Eating while looking at the time on his phone, Renault realized it was just past five and not yet six.

At this moment, besides Renault, there were only G11 and M1919A4. HK416 also wanted to come along, but she was pushed back by G11.

Angelia closed the cabin door and looked back at Renault's side. Three of them were finishing their meals, while the other two were snacking, holding a phone in their hands.

It seemed that this helicopter had undergone special modifications. The engine noise was well isolated, and besides several seats, there were also a lot of communication equipment in the cabin.

This helicopter could obviously serve as a temporary command center in combat.

However, if Angelia stayed in the helicopter, her two dolls would obviously have to stay behind to protect her. The personnel responsible for the capture would then be Renault's three and AK12.

Her original intention was actually to capture the guy in the city, so she could save manpower for protecting herself and the helicopter pilot. With three people, plus Renault's help, capturing a live person would be a breeze.

But now it seemed that the situation had changed. Instead of capturing in the city, they were directly forcing a capture at the transaction point...

In the city, she didn't have to worry about those gang members using too many heavy weapons, but outside the city, it was really unpredictable.

However, Renault's group acted as if nothing was wrong, so she could only put her worries aside for now.

After all, Renault hadn't had any mishaps so far, so she could just consider this mission as a sure thing... probably...

HK416 frowned, leaning against the porthole and looking at the other helicopter that had already separated from them.

"Don't act like an old lady. Commander is with them. How could anything happen? Don't forget that your training scores are still lower than G11's."

MDR comforted HK416 while taking photos of the tipsy AK47.

"Hehe, I wonder what those AK47s from Griffin are doing now? Luckily Simonov and A-91 didn't come this time, otherwise, there would be two more drunkards. Oh, there's a reply? Poposha?"

Listening to MDR's self-talk, HK416 sighed. She had a feeling of unease this time...