The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

However, when they arrived at the factory and jumped in, there was the sound of guns opening their safety throughout the factory.

A dozen hooligans armed with various types of firearms and wearing worker uniforms began to appear in the corridors, windows, and walls of the factory.

"Stand far away! Military dolls! You are not allowed to get any closer!" said the local hooligans who had an advantage in numbers, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Humans are visual creatures.Although the tactical dolls are powerful, their weak and beautiful shapes always make them subconsciously despise those dolls.

However, it is a different situation when facing military dolls: BJ-777 makes these people feel nervous just by its appearance.

"Hey!" G11, who was hiding in the black handbag, said in a panic, "Don't hit me, I'm not with her!"

G11, who was in the handbag, was slurring his speech, but BJ-777 still heard it, and she directly elbowed G11 who was hiding inside.

The arm hit by the mechanical arm was in pain, and she dared not speak again under the stimulation of the pain.

Surrounded by so many humans, BJ-777 didn't feel nervous at all.

She uttered a foreign language with her hoarse mechanical voice——

"Without delusion, people tend to be like people, and people like people tend to be great."

This is not a commonly used language in the Soviet Union, and most of the gang members present did not understand it, let alone understand the meaning.

But after finishing speaking, these gang members showed hesitation, and then slowly put down their weapons.The extremely obscure foreign language to most people is a signal to make these people let go of their vigilance.

The red camera eyes of BJ-777 released a projection, and what appeared in the projection was a thin young man and a fat figure—this figure was the technician captured by UMP45 and UMP9 before.

"He is my master, and I am his human form."

"—So that's what happened." After confirming his identity, the leader breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help sighing: "...the general's human form is transformed into his own human form, there really is him."

He waved at the people around him, and the thugs who were ambushing everywhere put down their guns. He looked at BJ-777 and asked, "Is there any new instruction here?"

"He'll be here in about an hour—" BJ-1 replied: "Before that, can I trouble you to guard this place carefully? I want to use the doll processing factory here first."

Naturally, there was no problem - these people didn't even know that the humanoid technician was dead, so they let BJ-777 go in.

He came to the doll processing factory inside the factory unimpeded. After entering, he locked the door from the inside, and then opened the handbag to reveal G11 hiding inside.

G11 didn't dare to speak, the vicious look of BJ777 killing HK416 made her tremble all over, her fragile mind made her unable to move like a frightened human girl, she just looked at the mechanical figure in front of her in fear.

"Don't worry, I won't attack you as long as you don't move around." BJ777 said so, and then put the timid G11 on the doll repair bed and placed it on it.

After putting G11 on it, BJ-777 tapped on the terminal in the room.

The mechanical military dolls themselves do not have such high precision, and their structure makes it difficult for them to type on the keyboard like humans.

But with the input of one command after another, all functions were activated, and G11 was tied to it and could not move.

"Everything is right, heh heh heh, I really didn't follow that guy for nothing all these years." BJ-777 smiled strangely.

G11, who was forcibly placed on the doll repair bed, gradually felt extremely sleepy and exhausted.

"No, I... I can't... I can't rest."

The defensive function imprinted in the humanoid body like a genetic warning made G11 panic, fighting against this drowsiness.

"Don't worry, you won't have any pain, the whole world will be different when you wake up."

Click—a container next to it was opened, and the firearm: a G11 caseless rifle was lying inside.

"I heard that doll call you G11? You like to be a tactical doll, right? Hehe, I can fulfill your wish, not only that, but also make you stronger than a tactical doll!"

It was supposed to be a happy event, but G11 clearly knew that this mechanical doll was by no means the kind Santa Claus in human legends.

"Have a good rest, little doll, you will be an extremely powerful doll when you wake up."

The mechanical doll BJ-777 tapped the last button on the control terminal, and then she lay on another doll's repair bed.

The humanoid repair bed that entered the fully automatic mode automatically connected to BJ-777 with cables one by one. Her red eyes gradually went out, and she began to lose consciousness in sync with G11.

And the still-running terminal displays numbers:

[1%]

Outside the factory, some gang members were patrolling, some were resting, and some were chatting with friends in twos and threes.

A well-dressed female hooligan smoked a cigarette and chatted with friends: "You have a good relationship with the boss, do you know something?"

The man standing across from him shrugged and said, "It depends on what you are asking me?"

"That's the 'gold master' that the boss is looking for!" The female hooligan said eagerly, her hand holding the cigarette kept shaking: "What did you say that the boss saved his life, is it true or not?"

Another man asked dumbly, "What does that matter?"

The female hooligan rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that that person tricked us into doing something for him!"

"Then what's the matter, the guy said that he would recommend us to work in a big company as promised, even if he was lying to us, he got a lot of money now: anyway, life is better than our current life. "

The female hooligan stubbed out the cigarette, and said in an irritable tone: "It would be great if things could be so simple. Up to now, my eyebrows are constantly twitching, and I always have a bad feeling."

Just as the female hooligan's words fell, a shadow suddenly fell from the factory.

Then the female hooligan was shocked to find that the two friends who were chatting with her were pressed to the ground by the shadow.

Crack, crack—the crisp sound sounded at the same time.

"This, this, this..." The female hooligan was stunned, the shed above the factory was several meters high from the ground!