Griffin's Son-in-law

After being reprimanded by the captain, Type 79 realized that he seemed to be too difficult to be human. The other party was not their commander, and it was the first time they met her, so why should they teach Type 97 a lesson.

"It's ok."

Lu Ming shook his head.

At this time, Form 95 also sat back on the bed, turned his back to them, and began to say:

"The commander just cares more about the doll, so he can't bear to teach Type 97 a lesson, otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the doll himself and rescued the abandoned Type 92."

Form 97 was scolded for a long time before the topic was finally transferred to Form 95 who was still lying on the bed and hadn't woken up by Form 92.

If it weren't for the words of the 95 style, Lu Ming almost thought it was a 97 style training meeting.

However, just because Type 95 turned the conversation to Type 92, the whole room fell silent.

Looking at Type 92 who was still lying in bed, Type 79 couldn't say anything for a while.

Form 97 was also able to walk out from behind Lu Ming, walked to the bedside, looked at the pale and motionless Form 92, and couldn't help asking:

"Type 92...she should be able to wake up, right?"

The 95-style next to him nodded and told her:

"Yuntu suffered a little trauma, but it can be repaired. It's just that there are not enough maintenance personnel and researchers here. The repair work is still in preparation. It will probably be ready tomorrow, and it will be able to wake up by then."

Hearing this, 97 breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Then she glanced at the sitting 95 pose, and suddenly asked her:

"Speaking of which, old lady, why are you here?"

Asked this, the 95-style expression became a little helpless again:

"Seeing that you were not here last night, I knew that you came to look for Type 92. Who knew that she had been rescued at that time? I thought she was left on the battlefield. You are going to find her in that kind of place. How could I Let you come here alone."

"You're so impulsive. If she was left on the battlefield, wouldn't you have already rushed to the meeting area occupied by Sangvis?"

Type 97 scratched her head. She didn't refute what her sister said, but just smiled and said:

"But she was rescued by the commander, isn't it all right?"

"What if it wasn't rescued!"

Form 95 glared at her, a little annoyed at her stupid look:

"You forgot to bring the ammunition and supplies, and you rushed into the iron blood alone, what will happen to you, have you ever thought about it!"

Form 97 also thought about it, and felt that what my sister said was correct. After thinking about it for a long time, I came to a conclusion:

"Will it be fished out by the commander together with Type 92?"

"You only think about the Commander!"

Type 95 patted Type 97 on the head angrily, and told her:

"The commander was no longer on the battlefield last night, you just rushed in this morning, let him save you somewhere!"

"I must come here first to find out the situation. Maybe I will meet the commander on the way? Besides, even if there is no commander, there are still you, old lady!"

Type 97 showed a fearless smile, which made Type 95 sigh:

"That's why I didn't hesitate to leave my job at the headquarters and bring someone over to rescue you."

After all, she is still a sister, and Type 95 can't leave her sister alone. Moreover, staying at the headquarters is just a daily job for her, not an order. Compared with work, Type 97 is much more important.

"You have to thank your sister very much, Type 97, we have received a lot of training just now in order to come here to save you."

Type 79 also told her:

"It is estimated that after this incident is over, the punishment for us will come down."

"Punishment?"

Form 97 was stunned, and couldn't help but say:

"However, we haven't taken over the task of guarding the headquarters. Why come out once in a while..."

"That's because it never occurred to them that we'd be leaving headquarters, idiot!"

Type 79 also told her a little angrily:

"And at such a critical moment, if something happens to the headquarters, we will be finished!"

No wonder they were so angry about the incident that Type 97 ran out this time. It turned out that they were scolded by the superiors.

Chapter 140 Seven JS 9

"It's okay, the location of the headquarters is so safe, there won't be any problems, and how could something happen just when we came out."

Type 97 said indifferently, comforting her teammates:

"And besides us, there are many dolls who are resident in the dormitory area of ​​the headquarters. Even if something happens, they will stand up."

"Hopefully."

Type 79 answered a few words with a complicated expression, and looking at his expression, it was obvious that he was still not at ease.

The other dolls staying at the headquarters...

It's okay not to mention them, but when they are mentioned, Type 79 becomes even more worried.

Generally speaking, apart from them in the headquarters, in addition to those ace tactical dolls who often go out on missions, there are indeed some weaker dolls who stay at the headquarters for many years.

Their job is the same as their team in Type 79. They are responsible for protecting the safety of the headquarters on weekdays, but the team in Type 79 is left as a hole card, and the other dolls simply cannot receive any tasks. Can only be responsible for the left-behind work of the headquarters.

It's really embarrassing to count on those tactical dolls who can't even receive missions to put down the chaos after the accident at the headquarters.

Maybe they won't even be able to guarantee their own safety.

Now, I can only hope that it will be just in time for the holidays of the other ace dolls. If there is any one of those guys, they will be able to stand up if something goes wrong.

Type 79 thought so in his heart.

Listening to their conversation at the bedside, Lu Ming stood behind and didn't speak, but he had a different feeling in his heart.

It has been confirmed that the ace team in charge of the Griffin headquarters is the Type 95 and the others.

The other teams are probably like WA2000 and 'Miss Radio', they are always stationed outside, and it is rare to go back to the headquarters to rest for a few days on vacation.

Looking at it this way, as long as the Type 95 team is not there, it will be much safer for those iron-blooded troops to rescue the disruptors.

Lu Ming was thinking about this, and while he was thinking, he felt someone pat on the shoulder.

He immediately raised his head, restrained his inner thoughts, but saw that it was JS9, who was standing in front of him, standing very close, looking at his face, and compared his mouth to him.

Probably to tell him to get rid of it.

After speaking, JS9 turned around and left the room, which made Lu Ming a little puzzled.

Tell me to go out with her?What are you doing out there?Could it be that you have seen that I am actually an iron-blooded person?

It shouldn't be, Lu Ming felt strange, but he followed without stopping.

Outside the maintenance room, Lu Ming saw JS9 lying by the window in the corridor.

The breeze was gently blowing her long black hair, adding a touch of beauty to her, but JS9's face was too serious and had no expression. Lu Ming felt that she would look better if she smiled.

"You are here."

At this time, JS9 turned his head and looked at him with those sharp eyes, which made Lu Ming feel uneasy.

Her expression was too well-behaved, making Lu Ming think that she was trying to say something serious, so he raised his heart a little bit, but he saw JS9 turn around with a snap, and bowed to him very reverently :

"Commander! I have heard about you at the headquarters for a long time. I have always admired your abilities. This is the first time I have met you. Please give me your advice!"

So she was a fan girl?

Just to say hello to him alone after hearing about him?

The performance of JS9 is in place.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then answered:

"It's too exaggerated. There is no need for an excellent doll like you to be polite to me."

Lu Ming helped her up, but heard her say:

"No, my abilities are very limited, and I'm far from what you call 'excellent'. Compared with you, I still have too many immature places."

"That's because you are too strict with yourself. Your ability should be top-notch in Griffin."

Although Lu Ming has never seen JS9 fighting, at least... her body ability is top-notch.

"Also, why do you want to compare with me as a commander? There is no comparison between humans and dolls. What we are good at is commanding, and what you are good at is fighting."

Hearing Lu Ming's words, JS9 in front of him breathed a sigh of relief, as if he cared a lot about his evaluation, which made Lu Ming a little confused.

"So, you came to me for..."

Lu Ming also didn't believe that she pulled him out, just to flatter and say hello, he had already called him in the maintenance room just now, there was no need to ask him to come out again.

"That's it."

Soon, he saw JS9 straighten his body again, looked at him seriously, and made a very formal request to him:

"Please teach me how to fight, Commander!"

"Ok?"

What do you mean?

It means that I, a flamboyant flirt who spends all day thinking about attracting strangers to discuss tactics, get acquainted with each other, and develop relationships, will also have a day when someone uses the same reason to counter-accuse me?

"is it not OK?"

JS9 looked at his reaction with disappointment on his face, thinking it was rejected by Lu Ming.

"No."

Lu Ming immediately shook his head. Looking at the solemn JS9, he also understood that the other party was not trying to strike up a conversation. It was probably because he was serious about learning, so he couldn't help but ask her:

"Teaching you to fight... which aspect are you referring to?"

If it's how to shoot a gun more accurately, Lu Ming doesn't know how to do it.

But JS9 told him: