Faced with the cannon attacks raining down from above, not all human PMCs were directly taken out; at least the guy referred to as the 'boss' by a group of people wasn't among them.
The remaining five operatives moved surprisingly fast, almost instantly rushing from the cover outside the factory to another nearby building within the industrial area. The numerous factories in the area provided excellent cover for these individuals.
Following closely behind, MG3 and MP5 also opened fire on these operatives. However, these individuals seemed as agile as if they had eyes on the back of their heads, skillfully dodging the attacks from the two.
Although some bullets did hit their bodies, they were all wearing bulletproof vests, and coupled with the bulletproof plates, while the attacks did injure two of them, the five did not immediately go down.
Instead, they followed their leader into another factory.
Observing this, Renault raised an eyebrow in surprise. He could confirm that one of MG3's shots had clearly hit one of the operatives in the waist, and even with a bulletproof vest, MG3's armor-piercing rounds should have pierced through.
"Limb enhancements?" Seeing the operatives escape her line of fire, MG3 lowered her machine gun, scratching her head in frustration.
Besides limb enhancements, MG3 couldn't think of any other possibilities. Surely these operatives weren't all immortal?
"Most likely, there are signs of modifications to their internal organs as well."
In plain terms, it meant replacing certain parts of the body with mechanical components to replace the functions of organs and limbs.
Initially, Renault hadn't paid much attention to the operatives' bodies, but he didn't expect them to directly escape using these high-performance prosthetics.
However, they hadn't gone far. Although they were hiding in the factory, Renault wasn't the owner of this factory area and wasn't concerned about the condition of the buildings.
As long as the storage area wasn't blown up, it was fine.
Without Renault needing to urge her, MDR in the sky had already switched ammunition types and was now directly firing at the factory building!
She hadn't forgotten that the human PMCs here didn't just have those two mechs as heavy equipment. Although the detectors on the aircraft side hadn't reacted, the sensors on their bodies could clearly detect the several unidentified signals inside the factory.
The signal strength was similar to that of Sangvis Ferri's elite dolls, and while the size of the targets was still unknown, considering the aircraft had nearly crashed once, they couldn't afford to be careless again here.
Determined, MDR aimed high-explosive rounds at the factory where the human PMCs were hiding and fired a rapid barrage of six shells.
The six shells landed in different positions within the factory, already approaching MP5 and MG3 nearby. After the roar subsided, they could clearly sense that the four signal sources inside hadn't disappeared, and there were still three life signs.
"These guys are so resilient, huh?" MG3 exclaimed in surprise. First, there was the machine gun barrage, then precise shots, and now six consecutive high-explosive shells. It was impressive that these guys could hold on.
"Sometimes luck plays a crucial role. Stay back, those guys inside have already activated that thing." Renault shouted, stopping MG3 and MP5 who were about to enter the factory to pursue the three survivors, gesturing towards the aircraft in the sky.
Seeing Renault's gesture, MDR nodded immediately, indicating she would change the ammunition type. Although they had speculated that the signals in the factory might be other armored units, it seemed likely now.
After all, their commander's instructions had never been wrong.
However, just as MDR was focusing, preparing to fire at the moment those armored units emerged from the factory ruins.
Amidst the smoke and debris of the factory ruins, three rhythmic roars suddenly sounded.
"What's that noise? Are they firing from inside?" MG3 looked around in surprise, not seeing any shells being fired, and all the explosions were within the smoke and debris of the ruins.
Were those guys fighting among themselves?
Just as she wondered, a quadrupedal armored unit suddenly rushed out of the smoke and debris!
The cannon mounted beneath its main body was aimed directly at Renault and his group, who were not far away!
"This is... a Manticore? The all-terrain autonomous armored unit produced by Sangvis Ferri Industries?"
Seeing this grayish figure, which, like Renault's aircraft, had no markings, MG3 scratched her head in confusion.
These human PMCs were using products produced by Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing to defend against the 'rogue' Sangvis Ferri units. This was quite a problem...
Could it be that those several gunfire just now were caused by this Manticore killing off those human operatives?
"Most likely, the owner of this factory area is quite 'resourceful'. First tanks and armored vehicles, then just now, mechs, and now even the Manticore produced by Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing. With this much capability, why would they be so focused on such an ordinary light industrial area?"
Renault commented, feeling no sense of nervousness. He even holstered his weapon and lit a cigarette.
As the lighter sparked, a cannon blast echoed from above!
MDR had been keeping an eye on the situation. Naturally she wouldn't let this Manticore off. Renault hadn't instructed her to stop, so naturally, she would directly take action to turn these Manticore into scrap metal!
Just like the mech that had been pierced through the cockpit by a single shot earlier, the armor plates on the surface of the Manticore were equally powerless against the tungsten-core armor-piercing rounds!
After the first Manticore was destroyed by the aerial bombardment, the remaining three, facing the attacks coming from above, were helpless and were consecutively pierced through their main bodies.
"Um... is that it?"
MG3 exchanged a glance with MP5 beside her.
There were no more life signs nearby.
It seemed they had completely routed this group of PMCs, right?
"Almost, there's still one playing possum." Renault said, walking towards the ruins of the factory.
Entering the ruins, MG3 and MP5 were surprised to see Renault standing in front of one of the 'corpses.'
This guy had clearly already died, right? There was no heartbeat, and the life detector showed no reaction.
However, Renault had no intention of explaining anything. He simply drew his gun from his waist and aimed it at the head of the 'corpse.'
"Stop! Raise your hands! You have illegally entered G&K's contracted controlled area! Drop your weapons! Otherwise, I have the right to open fire!"
Just as Renault was about to finish off this pretending-to-be-dead guy, a hurried shout suddenly sounded from behind them. However, this crisp and childish voice sounded completely lacking in any intimidation.
At the same time this shout sounded, the 'corpse' leaning against the rubble suddenly opened its eyes!
The weapon it had been tightly holding pointed directly at Renault standing in front of it!
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