The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

Unsure of the reason, M16A1 hastily drank a few more sips of wine to suppress his shock.

The night fell silent.

William did not send anyone to attack Ekaterina's manor, and the tumultuous city returned to calm after a few hours.

Everything is as if nothing happened.

But the conspiracy is still brewing because of this, and the radio waves in the sky are still converging.

UMP45 and UMP40 are still trapped in the shadow-ra military base in the heavily infected area in Europe.

The dolls don't need to eat much, and they don't need to excrete, so the two never left the cell at all, just watched one doll after another and humans being taken away.

"How long are we going to be locked up here?" UMP40 said with a sigh.

It's just that this nagging didn't get the support of her sister UMP45. She turned her head and saw UMP45 looking at other cells.

"45, what are you looking at?"

"It's been a long time since a new doll came over..." UMP45 said hesitantly, "I've overheard human conversations, and hacked into their portable terminals when they weren't paying attention—"

UMP45 stretched out his hand to touch UMP40's thigh, but the seemingly unintentional small movement allowed some information to flow into UMP40's perception, and she unconsciously opened her mouth.

"See the time and date above? 40, every day at this time: that is, human figures will be transported in now, especially in the case of 'serious losses'."

UMP45 seemed to have entered the state, swept away the original cautious mood and said: "But now... no dolls have been transported in - something must have happened to the organization that imprisoned us at this time."

After finishing these words in one breath, UMP45 found that his sister was opening her mouth wide, and she never said a word.

"What, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

UMP40 rubbed his face, then asked seriously: "When did you do it?"

"Because, because there's nothing to do, I'll give it a try, okay?"

"What's wrong, it's super good, I didn't expect you to be so careful! Hahaha... It just so happens that I'm very bad at dealing with these details."

Just after UMP40's words fell, the door of the cell was suddenly opened, and the jailer guarding the tactical dolls walked in and began to count the number of people.

Did not bring any human form, but did not take a human form. UMP40 and UMP45 just sat on the edge of the cell and watched these people come in and then leave.

These people didn't say anything from beginning to end, but...

"Success...!"

UMP40 asked, "Have you deciphered their terminals?"

"It's not completely deciphered, I just opened their action log, and then used the action log to guess their actions."

UMP45 said with uncertainty: "It seems that there is some kind of collective action. It is estimated that the number of soldiers in this base will be much smaller in four hours."

"That is to say, at that time, we can try it?"

"Maybe...it's okay—" UMP45 said weakly: "I just think the probability is not high, after all...our combat power—"

After hearing this, UMP40 was stunned, and then scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "That's right..."

The combat power is too embarrassing, if you encounter any sudden situation, you may directly bad end.

At this moment, a voice came from the nearby cage: "The things you discussed are very interesting."

The UMP sisters turned their heads to look over, and a girl with short silver-white hair and purple eyes was sitting in the darkness, looking at them.

"You guys are dolls proficient in electronic warfare technology, right?"

"Yes—" UMP45 asked cautiously, "What do you want?"

"Do you need guns?" asked the girl opposite.

UMP45 didn't react, but UMP40 meant to move her too much.

"Will you help us?"

"It's not just me." The figure on the opposite side pointed to other cells in the darkness and said, "We will all help you."

"If you can find a way to untie us and find our branded weapon... we can all help you."

Then, there was a response from other cells in the darkness: "Is anyone discussing how to get out of here?"

"Count me in, I'm leaving here too, I'm a tactical doll, I'm very accurate"

"And me, my master is waiting for me at home, I have to go back, I can't stay here."

"I don't want to stay here even if I'm wandering in the slums!" The tactical dolls in the cell responded in unison.

As for the quarrel and noise in the cell, the people outside didn't notice it at all, and the entire cell couldn't even be seen by the surveillance.

UMP45 said at a loss: "What should I do..."

"This is a good thing, 45!" UMP40 said happily: "There is strength in numbers, everyone can work together to get out of here!"

The special abilities of the UMP40 and UMP45 come into play on this special occasion, bringing these tactical figures with them, and a rebellion is brewing.

Yingluo's Boss, Vega, didn't notice at all that he had left his base with a large number of his subordinates.

He stared at the bandage with blue blood on his wrist, and clenched his fist: "Ekaterina...you definitely have relics on you."

"Don't let me go in vain, monkey!" Vega said to himself, looking in the direction of Europe.