The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

"The big hero is okay."

The dreamer recognized Qin En's No. [-] machine: after all, before the judge and the lady met Qin En, the appearance and appearance of his No. [-] machine were known to the iron-blooded elite humanoids.

In fact, Qin En didn't need to help at all. In terms of the tonnage of the Iron-Blooded Elite Doll, even if it doubled the tonnage of the Iron-Blooded Elite Doll, it wouldn't be able to take damage.

However, the dreamer seemed to read Qin En's mind, and said with a smile: "At any rate, this is also a good intention of yours. If I scold you for meddling in other people's affairs, it would be really unreasonable."

It sounds reasonable.

Looking at the dreamer's bare forehead, Qin En couldn't help but think of the urban strong woman he often saw in TV dramas in his previous life.

It seems that strong women like to have this kind of hairstyle. Is it true that a woman's smooth forehead is the same as a man's smart (absolute) top?

Qin En couldn't understand such questions.

"Speaking of which, dreamer, why are you here? Aren't the iron-blooded elite figures busy eliminating intruders inside?"

"There are other people in the factory to help. I don't have more if I have one more, and I don't have a lot if I have one less."

"Then where are you?"

"Sniping."

Dreamer raised the black spear of the pistol and pointed it into the distance, and said meaningfully: "Don't you think this is a good sniper spot?"

"Sniper point?" Qin En is not sure if all the snipers think so, but the line of sight here can indeed be regarded as open and excellent.

Considering the problem of M16A1 and UMP45, Qin En decided to consult Dreamer: "Have you seen two tactical dolls around here?"

"Tell me, maybe I have an impression." Dreamer listened attentively.

Qin En briefly described the appearance of M16A1 and UMP45 to him.

Then Qin En noticed that the dreamer's eyes flickered.

"you saw it?"

"I see, but what I told you is somewhat different: the opponent is not two people, but three." The dreamer raised three fingers: "There is also a tactical figure, judging from the weapon, it should be a Colt revolver, right? She also on the car."

"Do you know where they are?"

"I know, but it's a pity that you came here by accident, because just now I used my gun to give them to-Bang~ at this position!"

The dreamer met his eyes, then shook his head.

It looked like he was being shot in the head by something.

After hearing this, Qin En's expression suddenly became gloomy.

"...you killed them?"

"Sorry, I hurt a friend who is very important to you."

That's what the dreamer said, but Qin En didn't see any look of guilt on his face.

"Maybe it's time for me to commit suicide?"

Qin En shook his head and said, "...No, you just did what you wanted to do."

"Your mind is really open, Mr. Qin En."

Open minded?

In fact, Qin En also subconsciously felt that they would not die that easily.

——After all, he fought with the noble lady judge and others for so long before, so his death should not be so dramatic.

But when Qin En was thinking wildly, he saw the dreamer put the muzzle of the gun to his chin.

With such a long gun, it was still a bit difficult to handle, not to mention using hands, even using feet was difficult—Dreamer's wet little feet couldn't even touch the trigger to trigger the gun.

In the end, she handed the gun to Qin En: "Father and the mastermind are telling me to go back. It's too far to rush back from here. How about using my body to vent the anger?"

However, Qin En took a look, and then threw the thing back to the dreamer.

"I'll take you back."

"You are so kind." Dreamer smiled sweetly.

"Don't rush to thank me, you have to do me a favor before that."

"Huh? I assume you want me to identify the 'location'?"

Talking to smart dolls saves effort.

Sangvis calls all the elite dolls to prepare for a meeting, but this meeting is not an internal meeting, it cannot start until everyone (including Qin En and Neptinu) is in place.

"Anyway, it's too late for me to take you back to participate after it's finished."

"Thank you for your hard work, gentle Orc-doll."

The dreamer stretched out his snow-white arms to Qin En, and Qin En bent down, while the dreamer's two arms were wrapped around Qin En's neck, leaning on him.

And Qin En is holding the dreamer's body with his arms.Although the weight of the iron-blooded figure is several times heavier than that of an ordinary tactical figure, to Qin En, it is only the same weight as a courier.

When Qin En used his telekinetic power to prop up his body and the dreamer's body and isolate the poisonous rainwater, even the dreamer showed a look of surprise.

"You're surprised?"