A Community with a Shared Future in a Multidimensional World

"Relax, Ms. UMP45, I'm just joking. In fact, no matter what car the commander sends over, it will be very conspicuous in this world."

"Haha, actually, it's good to be conspicuous once in a while, isn't it? Miss 45, look at the group of nobles who used to be five or six, and now they all look like country bumpkins."

UMP9, who was in charge of driving, was smiling cheerfully as always. Today she did not attend the banquet but was driving on standby outside, so she was only wearing her daily combat uniform.

"Indeed..."

UMP45 also noticed various strange gazes around him.

"It's a pity, the commander doesn't allow cars to be sold. Otherwise, if you just buy some cars from over there, you can bloody the car market here~ right 45."

At this time, it was UMP40 who was sitting in the co-pilot position and also responsible for peripheral standby support.

For the 40 statement, UMP45 smiled.

"40, you have been with Stechkin for too long recently and you have been infected by Stechkin. You always think about making money."

"Hahaha, anyway, why don't you make money here and don't have much to do?"

But when it comes to making money and car paint, UMP45 suddenly had an idea.

"40 You reminded me that we can't sell cars, but you can ask the commander if you can export car paint to this side. You also said just now that all kinds of car paint can bloody the market here. Paint is here. There should be a very broad market space.”

"Uh... I think 45 you are more infected by Stechkin..."

For UMP45's brainstorm, 40 was confused for a while and didn't know how to answer the call.

Instead, OTs-40 behind UMP14 brought up the topic.

"At any rate, you have a store to guard and deal with all kinds of things in the store, which is much better than ours guarding the warehouse. You don't know how much I stare at AK-12 and RPK-16 every day to keep them from bickering and fighting. difficulty……"

It's just that the topic that Lightning picked up is subtly more serious.

"Huh? Are those two still fighting?"

UMP45 turned his head from looking out of the car window boredly to look at Lightning.

And Lightning held his forehead in distress and continued talking.

"That's right, the two have been fighting desperately all day long. Hurry up and finish this mission and let the commander pick them up, otherwise I think they will fight sooner or later."

UMP40, who was sitting on the co-pilot, also turned around cutely, knelt on the stool, hugged the backrest, put his head on the backrest and looked at Lightning.

"But Lightning, you guys are so boring over there, can't you just have some fun?"

With the opening and closing of the mouth when speaking, the head also shakes up and down.

However, because OTs-14 was still worried about the bickering between AK-12 and RPK-16, he just held his forehead and didn't pay attention to UMP40's cute movement.

"Tried a lot..."

"Including playing poker?"

"...I tried it, and it turned out to be a cheating battle between AK-12 and RPK-16."

This time, OTs-14 directly turned into an expression of unbearable memories of the past with his hands covering his face.

Watching OTs-14's reaction, UMP40 continued to give her ideas.

"...Then...didn't the commander buy a game console for everyone?"

"...It became an electronic offensive and defensive combat exercise..."

"So…………"

After a round of questioning and answering, the three members of the 404 team couldn't help expressing deep sympathy for OTs-14.

"...Lightning, I will report your hard work to the commander when I make a routine report with the commander next time..."

Not knowing how to comfort OTs-14's UMP45, he reached out and patted OTs-14 on the shoulder.

Chapter 174 Chapter 160 Five Small Questions

Although OTs-14 raised his head and showed a helpless smile, he still rejected UMP45's proposal.

"Forget it, Ms. UMP45, don't bother the commander with such a trivial matter."

Then, sitting up straight again, OTs-14 took a deep breath to cheer himself up.

"Also, let's not talk about this for now... M82A1, has anyone found someone who seems to be Serberia?"

The second half of the sentence OTs-14 is directly cut to the communication channel, so there is no movement on the mouth.

"There is no lightning, and there is no confirmed person who is suspected of Cyrbelia."

The one who answered the lightning was the M82A1 that was in charge of reconnaissance on the upper floors of the nearby buildings.

The reason why M82A1 will come to assist in the reconnaissance mission this time is because if you want to find Serberia and Major General Randy who may have entered in disguise from the vast sea of ​​vehicles, you can only rely on powerful computing power to compare the last time with the Some of the biological characteristics acquired by Cerberia during the battle.

So this task, which requires huge computing power, naturally falls on the M82A1, which has combat capability and sufficient computing power.

Already found the commanding heights of M82A1 in front of the palace in advance, while repeatedly comparing everyone on the avenue in front of the palace through various sensors of his own, plus the data shared by the 404 team and Lightning in the data link, while slightly Looking cute, she gently shook her head from side to side, humming along with the singing from the earphones.

"nell'illusione ho creduto all amiaforza inesorabile..." (In dreams I believe in my relentless power)

"e inevitabilmente sono diventatadebole" (yet too weak to avoid)

"Ah, what nice song did M82A1 ask the commander for again? Share it with everyone."

Noticing the small voice from the communicator, UMP9 suggested it immediately.

"Okay."

Then, M82A1 sent the audio signal in the data link.

And UMP9 also conveniently connected the data to the central control of the car, and released it through the car audio.

"ora sento gli eventi si trasfor**no e so già" (I feel now, I know, it is itself changing posture)

"di emozioni che aprono ricordi lontani" (opening long memories with strong emotions)

Immediately, melodious singing lingered in the ears of the figures.

As the music gradually ended, UMP45 first commented in a tone of emotion or pride.

"...I have to admit that our commander is really picky when it comes to enjoying music."

"Isn't Ms. UMP45 the clearest about the music in your store that has caused several rounds of heated discussions in the aristocratic circle?"

To OTs-14's slightly sarcastic rhetorical question, UMP45 made a headache instead.

"Yes, that's right, but the consequence is that later, I don't know how many noble ladies and ladies came to us and said that we must meet the singer of the song "She Comes to My Concert", which gave us a headache. Now we all I only dare to repeat the music I played before..."

And UMP45 didn't report this matter because it didn't think it was worthwhile. As a result, Xiao Yun had already cultivated a large number of "fans" for the God of Songs in the world of Valkyria, but these are off topic. .

While UMP45 was still complaining that the music Xiao Yun chose was too lethal, UMP40 asked in the communication channel.

"What is the name of this song M82A1?"

"'i do', sung by Ilaria Graziano, is said to be music from an anime... subtly similar to ours."

Capturing some subtle expressions in M82A1's speech, UMP9 picked up the conversation.

"Huh? Similar to us?"

"Yes, the female protagonist in that animation is a policewoman with a full-body mechanical prosthesis..."

Then, UMP9 always caught the core of the matter on some wonderful questions, and asked the key questions.

"Huh? If a person's brain is completely prosthetic, how is it different from a human form?"

Suddenly, the entire communication channel fell into a brief silence.

A few seconds later, the silence was broken, still M82A1.

"Actually... When the commander recommended this music to me at the beginning, I also asked the commander because I had the same question."

"Did the commander answer you?"

UMP45, who is also interested in this issue, also joined in.

"He froze for a long time, then smiled and told me he couldn't answer."

All the figures showed more or less disappointed expressions.

Fortunately, the M82A1 on the roof could not notice the situation inside the car, so the topic continued.

"However, the commander later said that compared to the difference between her and the doll, what made him most curious about me who always came to him for music was another thing."

So the expressions of disappointment in the car collectively switched to curiosity.

"what's up?"

"... That is, why do our dolls like to listen to music? Or, why do humans like to listen to music..."

Inside the car, it fell into silence again, but it didn't take long——

"Sister 45, we're here."

Accompanied by the voice of UMP9, the small doubts were not resolved, and the end was ushered in.

As a result, the dolls who immediately started to perform the task temporarily put this small problem behind them, and UMP45 immediately began to arrange actions.

"9, 40, you are ready to wait for us outside according to the scheduled plan, M82A1, still haven't found the person suspected of Cyrbelia?"

"Report, nothing found."

"M82A1, you continue to observe, as long as you find a suspected person, report to us immediately."

"receive."

"Lightning, let's go in."

After the car stopped, although this weird car made the waiters in charge of opening the door at a loss for a while, fortunately, the door handle of the off-road gun is relatively standard design, and it does not use the electronic sensor door handle or the door handle that many cars will start to use in 2021. The doorknob was hidden, and UMP9 unlocked the door lock in advance, but at least it didn't embarrass the messengers.

It's just that the moment the door was opened, the waiter in charge of opening the door on the right side of the car opened the door, and just said in his mouth——

"in……"

Before the word please was spoken, the waiter was stunned.

The waiter swore that he had never seen someone like Meicheng in his life.

After seeing the man in front of him stunned, OTs-14 sighed inwardly.