Clang!
SPAS-12, originally standing beside Gentiane, raised the external armor plate on her body directly, and the clear sound of metal impact rang out instantly.
The bullets coming from the side were deflected by the armor plate on SPAS-12's body.
Papasha, and the other two reacted instantly, raising their guns towards the metal fence that was only half a person tall over there.
However, before they could open fire, the figures in the darkness over there immediately crouched and dashed away into the distance.
At the same time, several black figures near the guard post also started to run away.
These individuals had already reached a few meters away from the guard post, all hiding outside the range of the guard post's lights.
In a few minutes, these individuals would silently sneak up behind the security guard in the guard post, silencing the dozing guard for good.
"Stop!"
Seeing the sudden fleeing figures, MG3 shouted loudly and immediately stepped forward to chase after them.
"Huh?"
FN-49 looked at MG3, who had already rushed out, in surprise.
Papasha, who had taken the initiative to retreat, stood in front of Gentiane.
Gentiane, now recovered from the shock, directly drew her sidearm from her waist.
She really hadn't expected to be attacked in this place outside the venue, and the attackers were targeting her, the commander...
The attackers had a plan, at the very least, or they were aware of her identity as a Griffin commander.
Otherwise, on a dimly lit night, there was no reason for them not to attack the several tactical doll standing in front and instead target her, who seemed inconspicuous.
Wouldn't it have been more sensible to launch a surprise attack on one of the tactical dolls first to reduce their combat effectiveness?
However, even though Gentiane was sweating profusely now, she still had to chase after them.
At the very least... she couldn't mess up her job assessment.
"Well, it's okay, but it's not very wise to chase after them with tactical dolls in this situation."
Watching Gentiane closely following behind Papasha, UMP45 shrugged.
Since they already knew the attackers were armed and couldn't be sure of their weapon status, it wasn't wise to just carry a handgun and follow the tactical dolls into the fray.
Wasn't it typical of a newcomer who hadn't officially joined yet?
Moreover, those individuals were all too busy running away to think about counterattacking.
Otherwise, if they had just fired back casually, a stray bullet could have taken Gentiane's life.
"No worries, that woman probably noticed that SPAS-12 was right beside her, so she was quite daring, which is effective."
Being daring wasn't necessarily a bad thing. If the opponent had immediately hidden somewhere after the attack, that would have been a headache for Renault.
SPAS-12's action of shielding Gentiane from the attack made Gentiane realize her current situation.
With SPAS-12 protecting her, there wasn't much danger, and with Papasha protecting her, too, although only FN-49 and MG3 were chasing ahead, two tactical dolls were already enough.
With the mobility of tactical dolls, they could definitely catch up, the question was whether they needed to open fire to subdue the attackers.
If possible, Gentiane didn't want to shoot directly under these circumstances. If the gunshot were heard, it might affect the exhibition organized by the host.
Gentiane's thoughts were quite thoughtful.
Anyway, if it were Renault, he probably would have already started shooting.
Why bother solving the opponent without shedding blood?
Who would bring a gun to a heavy weapon equipment exhibition to steal chickens and dogs? What good could come of it?
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gentiane's plan was ultimately in vain.
Before she could catch up with MG3 in front of her, the fleeing individuals had already raised their weapons and fired at this side without hesitation!
Facing the barrage of bullets, SPAS-12 stood directly in front of Gentiane, also pulling Papasha behind her.
Her armor plate area had been expanded by more than twice by Renault, and Gentiane and Papasha were not too big in size, just enough to be fully covered by her armor plate.
Facing the enemy's attack, Gentiane gritted her teeth.
"Return fire! Take them down!"
Probably because she had never given such an order before, Gentiane felt a little uneasy, subconsciously wanting to turn her head and look back at Renault's direction.
But in the end, she endured it.
Thinking about it, without Renault this time, how could she solve the current situation?
The fleeing individuals slowed down a bit because they turned around to shoot, making it easier for FN-49 to attack.
After hearing the command passed on by Gentiane, MG3 also stopped running and squatted down, firing at those individuals.
The security guard in the booth was quite reckless.
When he saw the gunfire outside, he didn't run away directly or hide on the spot. Instead, he picked up the emergency light in the booth and shone it on the fleeing individuals.
Seven unidentified armed men fell directly to the ground in the moment FN-49 and MG3 opened fire.
There was only one individual who had previously fired at Gentiane from afar, who dashed away over a hundred meters, about to disappear into the night.
Bang!
After a gunshot, the individual who was about to run away was directly shot down by the HK416, which had already reached beyond the fence.
Renault's AK47 and Spectre M4 also walked towards the fallen individuals. "Ah, I really don't want to clean up the mess, we'll definitely get blood on our hands again later."
"Just grab the places without blood, it'll be fine. We can wash our hands later. It's much better than those ELID infected ones, right?"
"No, no, the ELID infected are better. Their skin is as hard as stone, and you can't get anything on them."
Listening to AK47's banter, Gentiane approached. As she saw the bodies of those who had been shot lying on the ground, she felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Well, you get used to this kind of thing after seeing it a lot. If you're uncomfortable, how about going back and drinking some water? We'll take care of things here."
SPAS-12 noticed Gentiane's discomfort and patted her shoulder.
"No, I'm fine. I'll be okay in a bit." Gentiane shook her head, trying to push through and looked at the bodies that had already stopped breathing.
When FN-49 and MG3 fired, they naturally didn't hold back, especially in such a dark night.
With no night vision equipment, there was no room for holding back; they had to hit first and think later.
As they were cleaning up the bodies, footsteps could be heard coming from the direction of the hall.
Kyle, with a few of his men, hurriedly ran over with weapons in hand