Without waiting for UMP40 to say anything, Renault had already rushed out with an axe in hand!
"Commander!?"
Splat!
Before UMP40 could even stop him in astonishment, the sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh echoed from the smoke!
UMP40 didn't even hear any screams, and the smoke made it impossible to see anything clearly.
"Damn it! *Cough* *Cough*! Where did that guy go!?" Several gang members, coughing uncomfortably, rushed out from the smoke, guns in hand, clearly not having encountered Renault.
Seeing these guys rushing out, UMP40 immediately widened her eyes. It was too late to relocate now, and rushing out recklessly would undoubtedly result in dozens more bullet holes in her body!
Most of the guns these people were carrying were assault rifles, which was also the main reason they were able to penetrate the cover in front of UMP40 and damage the electronic warfare equipment on her waist.
Otherwise, if it were ordinary submachine gun bullets, it would be another story whether they could penetrate the cover.
"Over there! It's a T-Doll! Take her out!" Half exposing herself to observe UMP40 in the smoke, these guys immediately spotted her and raised their guns.
With so many of them, each armed, how could they fear a single Doll? Moreover, since they rushed in, they hadn't heard any gunfire from the T-Doll.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Just as UMP40 hesitated whether to protect the vital parts of her body, four gunshots rang out from the other side of the smoke!
Four pistol bullets accurately hit the temples of several enemies holding guns, and Renault's figure vanished from the edge of the smoke.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
The crisp gunfire of assault rifles immediately followed from the smoke, and the chaotic footsteps in the smoke disappeared instantly.
Then UMP40 saw Renault walk out of the smoke, raise his hand, and throw a rifle towards her.
"No submachine guns available, so use this for now." Also an HK product, the G3 assault rifle was indeed a predecessor to UMP40.
UMP40 somewhat dazedly took the assault rifle thrown by Renault, along with several magazines.
She then looked at the weapon in Renault's hand...
The axe with a curled blade had disappeared somewhere, replaced by a dark curved blade.
In addition to that, Renault had two pistols hanging from his waist, one assault rifle in his hand, and another one on his back.
This...
Seeing Renault's current appearance, UMP40 suddenly remembered that CF05 had once described how formidable Renault's combat power was.
During the attack by the mercenary convoy earlier, Renault didn't do much combat.
Although he killed one of the mercenaries bare-handed, this achievement was soon overshadowed by the exaggerated achievements of A-91 and others.
Simonev never mentioned their subsequent action of seizing the helicopter again, and UMP40 didn't inquire much about it.
After all, she wasn't very familiar with them at the time, and it wasn't appropriate to pry into operational details.
Now it seemed that CF05's description of Renault's combat power was not exaggerated at all...
"Don't just stand there. Things outside are almost wrapping up. Hurry up and tie up that fatty over there. Bringing him back can earn us a lot more money." Renault picked up an iron chain nearby and tossed it to UMP40. Then, he jumped onto the mech and continued what he hadn't finished earlier.
Watching Renault act like as if nothing had happened, UMP40 couldn't help but blush.
She raised her hand to touch the area on her lower back where she had been shot just now, but found no signs of fluid leakage.
However, when she touched it, she felt a stinging sensation from the prosthetic skin's pain module system, confirming that her being shot just now was not an illusion.
"Commander, the enemies outside have been eliminated," M1 Garand's voice sounded at just the right moment.
Then, the warehouse door was opened by Nagant Revolver and Vector, both wearing powered exoskeletons.
"Oh wow! So this is really a big guy! No wonder Angelia wanted to commission us." Looking at the huge mech nearly five meters tall in the warehouse, Nagant Revolver exclaimed in surprise.
"Injured?" Vector looked over at UMP40. At this moment, UMP40 was facing away from the door, tying up the fat man with an iron chain, so Vector saw the bullet holes behind UMP40.
"Huh? No! No, it's just... probably a scratch." Hearing Vector's words, UMP40 blushed.
Her commander was fine, but as a tactical doll, she had been hit by a dozen bullets...
It was a bit embarrassing to say the least...
Although UMP40 immediately turned around to cover up the bullet holes behind her, Nagant Revolver had already walked up to her and, with the powered exoskeleton's large hand, grabbed UMP40 and looked down at the bullet holes.
"It's fine. It's just a bit of broken skin. This minor injury will heal in a few minutes after we return, but the electronic warfare equipment is beyond repair." With some regret, Nagant Revolver looked at the broken electronic warfare equipment on UMP40's back and shook her head.
While several dolls were checking on UMP40's injuries, Renault had successfully started the mech, controlled it to walk out of the warehouse door, and then removed the main control module from the mech.
"Alright, UMP40, toss that fatty into the cockpit. Let's bring this big guy back. Since Simonov hasn't returned yet, let's see if there's anything valuable in the base." Renault waved his hand towards the warehouse full of bullet holes.
"Got it!" Hearing Renault's words, Nagant Revolver was the first to run out. She just loved the feeling of picking up things!
M1 Garand and P38 also nodded and ran out, as did Vector and BM59. Only MG3 scratched her head somewhat helplessly, walking out slowly. She actually wanted to stay at home and relax.
But since M200 and NZ75 had not yet tried using powered exoskeletons, they had to accompany Renault on the mission along with the other "old folks."
In just a few minutes, Nagant Revolver and the others had ransacked the entire gang base, bringing out everything that could be used, whether it was materials or ammunition.
But Nagant Revolver seeemed abit too happy-trigger on taking things.
"What? Nagant Revolver, why do you need this kettle? We have one at home. And this, why did you even bring out the kitchen gas cylinder?" Compared to the weapons and ammunition brought over by M1 Garand and BM59, Nagant Revolver seemed to want to take everything, whether it was a computer that looked damaged or a rusty kitchen knife from the kitchen.
This girl was simply indiscriminate, taking anything and everything. If P38 hadn't stopped her from picking up junk, the open space would have been filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items in no time.
"Well, there are still quite a few things that are useful, like these ropes."