When Renault saw Angelia and the other two again, their faces were as black as charcoal, especially Angelia, who looked like she wanted to tear Renault apart.
What kind of crappy training level is this?!
Even the Imprint weapons of the Dolls themselves aren't allowed to be used! All kinds of equipment and the abilities of the Dolls themselves are prohibited, and this is on the battlefield of World War II! The electronic warfare equipment on AK12 and AN94 is completely useless!
And it would be okay if there were no weapons! But why do the enemy's shooting skills match those of sharpshooters?
A burst of bullets from a submachine gun—if you say it hits the forehead, then not a single bullet miss the eyeball!
If you stick your head out, it'll get blown off! If you hide and don't move, you'll be blown up by the Iron Fist or a tank!
This is totally unreasonable! It's impossible for anyone to pass this training level!
"Hey, how about it? The highest difficulty you wanted?" Raising his hand and waving at Angelia, Renault lowered his head and slurped a mouthful of noodles.
Gurgle!
Seeing Renault eating so deliciously, Angelia's stomach suddenly rumbled, and she, who had wanted to roar at Renault, awkwardly covered her stomach.
"I think you're just making things difficult for me. Is the difficulty of this training level even humanly possible?" Angelia sat down unhappily opposite Renault, but her eyes glanced toward the kitchen.
"It was probably thought of by humans. Go get whatever you want to eat. The tableware is under the counter." Without paying attention to Angelia's resentment, Renault waved at the three. It was just a meal. He wasn't stingy enough to not even treat them to a meal, and the three of them clearly wouldn't eat much anyway.
As for why he didn't ask money for the meal this time? It was just a little money. Wouldn't it be better to buy more things when he came back after catching the people he needed?
Hearing this, Angelia, who had no idea she had been clearly arranged by Renault, looked up at the counter and was immediately drawn by the aroma coming from there.
Although she was indeed very depressed, she wasn't the one who had just entered the training device for practice, so of course she could eat at this moment.
On the other hand, AK12 and AN94 were sitting on the chairs with their Imprint weapons in their arms, heads down, faces pale, and they had no intention of eating. All they could think about was the terrible situation of dying once every eleven or twelve minutes in the training device.
"Meow!"
Just when AN94 was confused and couldn't figure out why this was happening, a cat's cry sounded directly under her feet.
A large chubby orange cat took a staggering step, rubbed against her legs, and then looked up at her, as if waiting to be fed.
AN94, whose mind was in a mess, was stunned for a moment after seeing the orange cat, and then reached out to pick it up and place it on her knees to pet it.
Renault, who was sitting across from them, also saw the orange cat on AN94's knees. However, when he saw the size of the cat, his face suddenly darkened.
This guy… How long has it been here?
How is it almost as fat as a ball?! Jaeger, how much have you been feeding this cat every day?! This orange cat was of normal size when he first bought it!
With a dark expression, Renault glanced over at Jaeger, who was eating next to C96. This girl had no awareness of overfeeding.
It seems he needs to find someone to monitor the health of these cats in the future. If Jaeger continues to feed them at this rate... I'm afraid that in a few months, this orange cat will be so fat it won't even be able to roll over.
UMP40 is quite suitable... After all, her tabby cat looks normal in size and is usually much more active than this chubby orange cat.
AK12, who was sitting next to AN94, reached out and scratched the cat's chin when she saw AN94 holding and petting it.
"Meow, purr." The cat purred as its chin was scratched, clearly very comfortable.
Pa.
"Eat something. Don't worry about the training; that level is impossible to pass."
Angelia said, placing the plate she brought from the counter in front of AK12 and AN94.
"Eh? Thank you, Commander." Seeing the plate Angelia had pushed in front of them, AN94 subconsciously thanked her.
Looked at the obedient doll like a good girl, Renault nodded. She's easier to get along with than that squinty-eyed girl next to her.
When AK12 followed Angelia in, she had kept her eyes closed, with a relaxed and confident smile on her face. However, this girl can't laugh now.
"Meow!" Maybe it smelled the food, or maybe this is the orange cat's secret way of begging for food. The orange cat, lying on AN94's lap stood up, grabbed the edge of the table with its front paws, and poked its head out to look at the food on the plate.
And it wasn't just satisfied with looking. It even reached out its claws in the end, intending to swipe a piece of meat from the plate in front of it.
Seeing this, Renault stretched out his chopsticks and gently tapped the little guy's forehead, "You don't eat enough every day? You'll really be as fat as a ball if you eat more!"
Jaeger still likes this orange cat a lot; otherwise, she wouldn't feed it like this. She feeds it cat food and some other ingredients every day, so this guy can't be hungry at all.
Now this guy is lying on the table and moving his claws. Besides greed, Renault couldn't think of any other reason.
Hearing what Renault said, AK12 and AN94 chuckled. It seemed the bad experience in the training device was beginning to pass, and at least it shouldn't affect their normal meals.
"Commander Renault, is there really anyone who can pass the battle in the training device?" AK12 raised her head, and looked at Renault.
"Of course."
He passed it himself, but that was after he was killed like a million times. When Renault thought about how he hadn't gone crazy, he was a little impressed by his own resilience.
Hearing Renault's quick and firm answer, AK12 and AN94 were stunned.
Just now, they had experienced despair for the first time in the training device. There was no place for them to hide in such a large city. No matter where they went, they were attacked by various types of bullets.
The average survival time was only about ten minutes each time. They rushed forward again and again and fell again and again. The two didn't even have time to find a weapon to use before they were mowed down in the hail of enemy bullets. The two hours of training was probably the most uncomfortable simulation level they had experienced since they were activated.
It was only two hours, but for AK12 and AN94, who were trapped in that hell, it felt like a lifetime.
Now, when they heard that someone could really pass that training level, AK12 and AN94 widened their eyes in shock!
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