The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

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Chapter 57 Russian Matryoshka Dolls

Seeing the appearance of the tactical puppet Liberol, Qin En couldn't help frowning.

Can such a weak humanoid go to the battlefield?I'm afraid the thief won't be able to catch it, right?

"Let's let her out first." Lightning suggested.

"En." Qin En nodded and opened the container.

After opening it, the silver eyelashes of Liberol, who was lying inside like a Sleeping Beauty, moved.

She has silver eyes as beautiful as her hair.

The awakened tactical figure looked at the two in front of him with a confused expression.

"Am I going to be dismantled... Cough cough!"

The silver-haired girl who just woke up clutched her chest and let out a painful cough.

The already pale face turned even paler.

"Are you okay?" Lightning asked worriedly.

"No, it's okay—"

Liberol's voice was as weak as her sickly image. The girl smiled palely at the two of them and said, "This body is always like this, and I'm used to it."

Liberolle had already realized that the two unfamiliar tactical figures in front of him were not the ones feeding him medicine.

Although he looked sickly, he understood the situation immediately.

Qin En frowned and asked, "Didn't they do anything to you?"

"Do you mean those who shut me in?"

Liberol shook his head: "After I was brought here, these people have been treating my injuries. They want me to heal and then help them work as a tactical figure, but..." After finishing speaking, Liberol I coughed for a while before subsiding: "Although I worked very hard to cooperate with the treatment, my physical problems cannot be cured. They gave up on me and planned to destroy me."

Qin En looked at Liberol's face without resentment, and said in a deep voice, "Are you not dissatisfied?"

"What can I complain about? This is what my body looks like... I have long since awakened."

Qin En looked at Liberol, then turned his head to look at the tactical dolls who didn't even keep their hair, and sighed: "You are a blessing in disguise."

It was not modified because of its poor function, and it was regarded as a product that would be destroyed in the future, but the irony is that this allowed Liberol to escape.

"Qin En." Lightning's voice suddenly became serious.

Qin En turned his head to look over, and found that Lightning was holding the communication to contact Angelia, and the communication device was continuously emitting harsh noises.

"...Since just now, the contact with Angelia has suddenly been lost."

When Qin En heard the news, his heart suddenly trembled.

He picked up his communicator and tried to contact Anjie - the reaction he got was the same as lightning, all noises.

In addition to this weird situation, Qin En also saw a lot of red dots on the map.

"Not good, something went wrong..."

Just as Qin En finished speaking, Lightning suddenly dropped the gun.

OTS-14: The weapon with the lightning brand was thrown on the ground by her.

"Lightning, what's wrong with you?"

Qin En stared blankly at the lightning who suddenly dropped the gun, feeling a little inexplicable.

"do not know."

Lightning also showed a puzzled look.

"It seems that a voice told me just now, put down all weapons and don't resist."

"...And then you threw the gun away?"

"Yes."

Lightning bent down to pick up the OTS-14 that was thrown to the ground, patted the dust on it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately...it's not broken."

After Lightning picked up the gun, a certain interference wave in the room that was turned off by Qin En reappeared.

At the same time, the door through which Qin En and Lightning came in was also locked. Qin En turned his head to look at the high platform on the right - there stood a human figure, and the color of that person on the system map was as red as blood.

"It deserves it, Griffin's Tactical Doll."

The hoarse human voice came from the radio. This voice was one of the dozen or so people Qin En beat up before. In the control room on the high platform, the factory manager who had locked his authority pressed a dangerous red button.

In the underground factory, overloaded blue electric arcs burst out from the heads of the formatted human-dolls, and the formatted human-dolls whose minds were seized frantically turned their heads and screamed in unison, the red and blue Blood flowed from their facial features.

The whole scene changed from a sci-fi style to a ghostly style. The dark green lights in the room were constantly flickering, which added a bit of weirdness, and the lightning, which seemed weak at first, was panting exhausted as if it had been overexercised. His pupils began to dilate.

"Don't worry, you won't die!" The human in the control room laughed reluctantly when he saw it, "You'll just be stuck here!"

He stared viciously at the three tactical dolls in the factory and said, "When the time comes, I'd be happy to format you with my own hands, and then sell you to Southeast Asia as electronic prostitutes!"

But just after the words fell, he suddenly saw the long brown-haired tactical figure lift something.