"F*€k! ***, why is it you again, you bastard!"
Upon hearing the shout from outside the shack, Simonov, who had been leisurely drinking, immediately jumped up from her chair!
She rushed to the door in three steps, kicked open the wide gap of the iron door, and brandished the bottle in her hand while roaring outside!
"Hey hey hey, why are you so agitated, little girl? I'm not here to see you. Let your master come out and talk!"
Facing Simonov's fierce demeanor, the newcomer didn't take her, a doll, seriously. He waved his hand to push aside the unstable Simonov and walked in, followed by two henchmen carrying guns.
Clack.
Seeing the three men walking in arrogantly, M1 Garand and the others who were sitting on the side all picked up or pulled out their weapons. With a finger movement, they directly released the safety.
"Hey hey hey, why so worked up!" Seeing the movements of the dolls, the man raised his hands high, exposing the gun at his waist, seemingly acquiescing, but still nonchalant.
"Hey, you're the owner of these dolls, right? Your dolls are pretty good. How about selling them cheaply to me? I know you, you're the guy who almost fought with those guards yesterday. As long as you sell these dolls to me! I'll find a way to get you a ticket in!"
Hmm?
Ticket?
Hearing this word, Simonov, who was about to drive the three men out, suddenly stopped and frowned at the man's back.
Meanwhile, the man kicked the scattered pieces aside, moved to Reno's side, and saw the shiny nickel-plated surface revolver placed on the table. He picked it up without any politeness.
"This gun? I know it. It belongs to a guy in the nearby city. That guy always flaunts this thing outside, afraid that others won't know..." As if thinking of something funny, the man played with the gun while curling his lips.
"Get out." Reno stared at the screen and raised his hand to jot down a certain device on the page.
"Get out? Who? Me? Are you mistaken about something? Or do you not know whose territory here belongs to? Me! Vasily! The entire outer city area is my territory! Now hand over the control of these dolls! Then get out of here!"
Vasily roared madly, and without hesitation, he cocked the hammer of the revolver, aiming it directly at Reno's head.
Clang!
Seeing this guy's actions, the dolls in the room all raised their guns, either aiming at Vasily or his two henchmen.
"Hmph! Bluffing! Just a bunch of dolls! Can you lot even shoot!?"
Pop!
A bright silver light flashed by, and Vasily's lower leg was directly chopped off, followed by his right hand holding the gun...
Bang! Bang!
Before Simonov and the others had a chance to pull the trigger, Reno had already taken back his revolver and fired two shots at the heads of the two henchmen.
"Ahhh—! My hand—!"
Vasily screamed in agony while holding his severed hand, but before he could scream twice, Reno shot him in the head.
"Wow, it's the same routine again, Commander, you seem to like chopping off people's feet first..."
Wiping the blood splattered on her face, MDR said somewhat speechlessly. This trick was used at the camp of the doll traffickers before, and unexpectedly, it happened again now.
"No choice, it's a habitual action."
Who made this guy stand there stiffly, completely defenseless below? Not chopping off a foot would be a waste of this guy's exposed vulnerability.
Hmm, habitual action? Where did he develop this habit?
M1 Garand and the others heard Reno say this and shook their heads helplessly.
"Commander, what about these guys?"
"Leave them here. After dealing with the people outside, we'll leave."
"Okay."
"Really, these guys, can't they let us have some peace?" Hearing this, Simonov put away the bottle, checked the ammunition on her body, and prepared for battle.
"Peace is probably impossible. They probably saw that we couldn't enter the city, so they took us for easy targets."
MDR didn't prepare for battle but collected the computer Reno had just used, and at the same time put away the communicator on the table.
With the lifeform detector installed, the dolls had already noticed the people outside the shack when Vasily and the others stood outside the door.
Now there were still thirteen armed enemies outside, which was not a problem for M1 Garand and Simonov. Especially now, with the addition of the Nagant revolver and the P38, plus the M1911, three pistols dolls, dealing with these ignorant gang members at close range was more than suitable.
"Throw smoke bombs."
Simonov directly took three smoke bombs from her body, tore off the safety ring, and threw them out.
And just as the smoke bombs had not exploded yet, M1 Garand and Jaeger stood at the window pasted with newspapers, aiming their guns at several enemies standing on the roof through the newspaper.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
M1 Garand's gunshots completely covered the sound of Jaeger shooting. The enemies standing on the roof fell, and at the same time, the smoke bombs thrown by Simonov exploded.
"Let's go!" Simonov rushed into the smoke first, followed closely by the dolls who had recovered their bodies!
After a series of gunshots, the originally not noisy shack area instantly fell silent.
The ragtag group with obstructed vision, facing professional tactical dolls, the outcome of the battle was predetermined from the beginning.
Vasily dared to come at him and threaten recklessly, relying on the fact that with root protocols of the dolls that they wouldn't attack humans.
Should we say he's too clever by half, or should we say he's misusing his cleverness?
Of course, these were all just small matters.
Sadly he was unable to stay in this place, fortunately, the supplies M1 Garand had procured before were still very abundant, and the vehicles had enough fuel, enough for them to reach the next target location.
After the smoke in the shack area dissipated, Reno and his team had already driven away from the outer city area, heading towards the main road outside the city.
However, it seemed that someone was already waiting for them on this side of the main road.
"Hey! Wait! Mr. Renault!"
Standing next to a three-wheeled motorcycle, the man saw Renault's truck coming, but there was no intention to slowing down. He hurriedly stood by the side of the road and waved his hand to call out to Renault.
The man shouting wore a leather jacket, and his face was still mostly covered by sunglasses, looking just as annoying as the guy at the doll trafficker's camp before.
Seeing that after shouting Reno's name, the other party still didn't intend to stop, the man shouted loudly, "Do me a favor! Just a small favor! I'll help you guys with the procedures to enter the city!"