"Communication devices here have all been blocked, but it's not ruled out that they're using wired devices to communicate. Maximum blockade time is five minutes," reported UMP40.
"That's enough. You heard it, mission objective is secured. Get it done within two minutes," said Renault, pinching the microphone hanging on his ear while assessing the situation in the warehouse.
Two minutes?
The M1 Garand team in the communication device hadn't responded yet. UMP40, upon hearing this, was taken aback.
This place occupied by an unknown faction used to be a small storage area. Several warehouses were located around an open area in the center.
Besides this largest warehouse, the other warehouses had more or less personnel going in and out. Just now, when she glanced roughly at the sky, she saw that there were at least a hundred people armed, not to mention those who hadn't come out of the warehouses yet.
With so many people, could the M1 Garand team of six really manage to... within two minutes?
"Understood."
UMP40's mind hadn't quite wrapped around the situation yet, but M1 Garand, who was outside the warehouse, immediately responded, followed by a sudden burst of machine gun and cannon fire from outside the warehouse gate.
Although gunfire had been ringing out for a while, hearing the gunfire so close to the warehouse entrance startled the guy in front of Renault.
"Commander, this guy doesn't seem like he's from this gang."
Not only was he fat, his movements were incredibly slow. What gang would recruit such a useless person? He might collapse from exhaustion before he even got into battle.
"I can see that, but it's none of our concern. Tie him up. I'll go up and check." Pointing to the scattered iron chains in the warehouse, Renault said, stepping over the man in front of him and jumping into the cockpit of the mech.
Bang!
Just as Renault jumped onto the mech, the small door at the back of the warehouse was pushed open, and a group of armed gang members rushed in!
"Hurry! There are enemies here too! Protect the mech! Take out that guy on the mech!" Several enemies who rushed in from the back immediately spotted Renault standing at the cockpit door of the mech. Before the words even finished, they started shooting!
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Forget about aiming, just open fire and suppress the enemy first!
Facing this, Renault could only jump down from the mech and drag the guy on the ground behind it for cover.
These guys didn't hesitate to shoot. Clearly, they hadn't recognized who the guy lying on the ground was, or perhaps they recognized him but intended to eliminate him along with the rest. In gangs, betrayals like this weren't uncommon.
UMP40, seeing this, was also stunned but quickly took cover behind some debris.
Unfortunately, this pile of stuff didn't offer much ballistic protection. Before she could catch her breath, she felt sharp pains in several parts of her body!
She got hit!
Thinking about this, UMP40 panicked unknowingly. Since regaining her body, she found herself more concerned about the condition of her body than ever before, worrying that she might die in this mission...
She didn't want to die here!
"Commander, it seems like the communication blockade by these enemies has been lifted. What's happening inside the warehouse!?" M1 Garand's inquiry immediately sounded, accompanied by the chaotic shouts on the public communication channel.
"It's okay, just a few guys rushed in. Focus on the enemies outside. I'll handle things here."
Tapping the neck of the fat guy beside him, rendering him unconscious, Renault jumped out from behind the mech and ran over to UMP40, gesturing for her to shoot down the enemies closest to her.
Seeing Renault rushing out, UMP40 felt somewhat relieved, nodded, raised her gun, and leaned out from behind cover, intending to catch the enemies off guard!
Click! Click-click!
However, just as UMP40 pulled the trigger, instead of gunfire, there was only the crisp sound of the trigger being pulled.
Even amidst the gunfire in the warehouse, Renault still distinctly heard the sound of the weapon in UMP40's hand.
And UMP40, who had some confidence in taking down the few guys in front of her, felt her heart sink... She... She forgot that the gun in her hand wasn't her own imprinted weapon!
It was borrowed from UMP45... It was UMP45's imprinted weapon!? The safety lock on imprinted weapons hadn't been removed! The electronic intrusion device! Where's the electronic intrusion device!?
But it didn't matter, as long as she had UMP45's electronic intrusion device, she could immediately unlock the safety lock mode of the imprinted weapon...
The electronic device was damaged by the shots just now!
Because Renault hadn't integrated UMP45's electronic warfare equipment into UMP40's body, but instead made it an external attachment hanging on her waist. Unfortunately, the shots just now hit UMP40's electronic warfare equipment directly!
Seeing UMP40 holding the gun in confusion, Renault sighed helplessly, took the imprinted weapon that couldn't be fired from her hand, and handed her his axe.
Most of the ammunition in his coat was grenades and incendiary bombs. The last smoke bomb had been used up, and concussion grenades weren't very effective against infected or people wearing full protective gear. He hadn't thought about making them.
And using grenades and incendiary bombs in the warehouse could cause it to collapse or start a large fire.
Their main objective this time was to retrieve the data from the mech. Any attack that could potentially destroy the mech had to be avoided as much as possible.
Seeing Renault reluctantly take out the axe that was already curled and had many notches, UMP40 couldn't help but tense up.
She messed up the mission! Is the commander in danger now!?