The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

"But since we've all done it, let's take responsibility for it," Hill replied.

"Yes, anyway, let's take her away first, and then ask the other dolls here who are willing to leave with us, and the others take one step at a time."

However, it is regrettable that the dolls who stayed in this stronghold did not leave with them.

"We have our responsibilities, and we can't go with you."

"But there's no one here anymore."

"What does that matter?"

No one knows why they stayed. UMP45 and the others couldn't persuade these dolls either.

After they left, the entrance disguised as a sewer was closed. UMP9 looked at the bland sewer manhole cover and sighed: "It seems that they will never open this entrance for others again."

His master left these people indifferently, Stechkin entered and was arrested without concern, and the surveillance system was dismantled without concern.

"What are these dolls thinking?"

Even UMP45 couldn't figure out what these dolls, who were older than everyone present plus the previous one, were thinking.

Maybe from the beginning: when the former Soviet Union collapsed, these dolls had problems?

Who knows?

Everyone returned to the stronghold, and after settling in Stechkin, everyone had a few rest periods.

This rest period lasted until dawn the next day. UMP45, who was checking the status of his weapons in the stronghold, suddenly received a message from UMP9 who was guarding outside: "A convoy is coming here!"

UMP45 took out the binoculars and looked in the direction of the 9 mark, and indeed saw the convoy.

But UMP45 saw two familiar figures in it: "HK416 and G11?"

"There are so many people, Miss 45, what should we do?"

UMP45 looked at HK416: she was still wearing the original uniform, but she looked more energetic than when she left.

"Interesting, it seems that our elite tactical figure has found a new backer."

It seemed impossible to join him, but after thinking about it, UMP45 decided to have a good talk with HK416.

The convoy was parked outside, and HK416 and UMP45 met at the front line just like gangsters negotiating in a movie.

"It seems that you have a great opportunity, HK416."

HK416 did not follow UMP45's words, but suddenly talked about yesterday's events: "I don't agree with your theory."

UMP45 stared at the people behind HK416: "Oh? Then you came here to use the people behind you to 'reason' me?"

"No, I came to cooperate with the shares." HK416 gave UMP45 an answer she didn't expect.

"There are so many things you want to do, but you don't have the capital, do you?"

"Then you are going to be that capital? Can you make the decision?" UMP45 put his finger on his chin and said, "If the cost and price are too high, I will refuse."

At this moment, someone from the back of the convoy walked towards here and said, "We are just investing, and it is a suggestion... How it works depends on you."

UMP45 looked at the person who came over: that was a tall, strong woman with a capable expression——UMP45 smelled very similar to her own.

After seeing that figure, Del, who was hiding behind the stronghold, yelled, "Anjie!? That's Anjie! Sister, that's Angelia, she's not dead!"

Hill, who has never had a big emotional fluctuation, also said in astonishment: "Why, didn't the National Security Bureau already say that Angelia died in the mission?"

This type of conversation diverts UMP45's attention to the woman known as Angelia who is walking towards him.

At this time, UMP9 briefly told the story of Angelia and her former identity to her 45th sister.

After hearing the information, UMP45 suddenly felt that the people in front of him became 'friendly', and the corners of his mouth rose: "It seems that there are not a few people who have encountered the same situation as me."

Angelia also has some understanding of UMP45's personal experience, and said with a smile: "Our luck is not very good."

After Anjielia came forward, HK416 was very humanoid and consciously gave the right to talk to Anjie, and she communicated with UMP45.

"Then let me guess what you mean, are you planning to incorporate us into your organizational management system?"

"No, it's an employment relationship."

"What about the command?" UMP45 rested his right elbow on his left hand and his chin on his right hand, staring at Angelia.

"It's up to you. I'm the contact person. You can use me as the NPC who issued the mission and write a report for you." Angelia laughed at herself.

HK416 said: "And I and G11... will join you as partners."

The Patriots hired UMP45's tactical puppet team to support them, and then gave them general instructions, and UMP45 and others needed to cooperate.

At the beginning, UMP45 was very pessimistic about this, but during the communication, they noticed that the opposite investors were very generous.

UMP45 was naturally not polite about this, and took advantage of the other party's generous attitude to start proposing one test and one condition after another, and the other party also generously agreed.

This has gained some 'trust' from UMP45: "This kind of 'taken advantage' is not easy to find. Cherish it a lot."

And Angelia's reaction was: "Some unimportant little things, just give them to her if you want them."

But even so, it took more than ten hours to discuss the details, and it took another night to think about whether to agree.

It was not until noon the next day that these things were discussed——

"I didn't expect us to cooperate in this way, HK416."