Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

AK12 also said lightly.

"Um...4, can you carry me on your back?"

G11 tugged on HK416's arm and whispered.

"You dormouse, you should get some exercise if you sleep at home every day. If you continue to sleep, you will get rusty!"

HK416 rubbed G11's face angrily.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm hibernating. I'll exercise honestly next time I go to Springfield."

"Hibernation, you big-headed ghost! You're not a real mouse, work hard for me!"

"Yes, yes, G11, if you don't behave, you will embarrass our 404."

UMP9 also came over and said with deep understanding.

"Well, I will try my best...I will try my best, but I still don't want to walk, and it's not like I will die if I don't walk. Running around in such a cold weather is very troublesome."

G11 started to read with a depressed look on his face.

Chapter 338 Depressed UMP 45

"Winter travel in the ice and snow? This mission is really good. Can this be regarded as a date between you and me, Commander?"

Looking at the white snow outside the car window, Desert Eagle's mood was also a little high.

"It's okay to go on a date, but I have a busy mission, so I can't go on a date."

Mo Yin smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean by dating? Is it an adult matter?"

Desert Eagle asked with a smile.

"I'd like to do that too, but I'm talking about things like sitting on a park bench having a lunch together, or going to an amusement park to play on the rides."

"Unexpectedly innocent, Commander."

Desert Eagle showed a beautiful smile.

"Okay, let's chat slowly while we search for a while. Now get out of the car."

"Hi~"

Under Moyin's urging, the tactical humanoid quickly got out of the RV, and then Moyin put the RV into the system space.

"Get ready for battle. Everyone should spread out a little. Let's head to the scheduled warehouse supermarket first to see if we can encounter the zombie with infrasonic attack methods on the road."

"If you don't encounter it, kill the alienated zombie that Xu Jiuye mentioned first."

As soon as Mo Yin finished speaking, a column of green liquid with a sour smell shot towards Mo Yin.

"Tsk, did you come to the door so quickly?"

Clicking his tongue, Mo Yin quickly dodged the zombie's vomit attack. The green liquid column fell on the cement floor and made a hissing corrosive sound.

"Seven o'clock, fifth floor."

The AK12 reported the point quickly and accurately, and the M200 immediately raised the gun and pulled the trigger.

A bullet accurately penetrated a fat zombie, and at the same time, Moyin heard the system's resource point profit prompt.

"Well done, M200."

"Ah wow wow, I, I just did what I had to do."

M200 blushed and whispered.

"Okay, everyone will expand the search area three meters apart. If there are alienated zombies, report them to the sniper humanoid and kill them with one hit."

"When encountering ordinary zombie pistol tactical dolls, submachine guns and automatic rifles, try to help the sniper tactical dolls to solve them."

"If you see a rice store or convenience store, please report it to me and I will collect resources."

After receiving Moyin's order, the Tactical Dolls quickly entered combat mode and dispersed into the city.

"Speaking of which, Commander, what should we do if we find other survivors?"

Type [-] asked through the tactical earpiece.

"The roads we take will be safer. Give them some rations and let them go in the direction of Liulin. The rest will be up to them."

Mo Yin answered.

"learn."

"Sister Four and Five, Sister Four and Five, there is a makeup store over here. Would you like to get some cosmetics? I saw an article in a magazine that said makeup can greatly enhance a woman's charm."

On the edge of the team, UMP9 looked at a cosmetics store and immediately shouted to UMP45 next to him.

"Make up? I don't have that skill."

UMP45 responded briefly, and then carefully looked at the bus route map nearby.

"Hey, don't say that. We can learn if you don't know. The opportunity is so rare. How about we bring some cosmetics back?"

"Commander has been so obsessed with those foxes recently that he has no time to come and play with us! If we continue to wait, I think we will be completely out of luck!"

UMP9 continues to lobby UMP45 hard.

"If there's no chance, then there's no chance. He can't handle those tactical humanoid bodies very well. Let's support him as the women behind him. A successful man cannot do without the support of a good woman."

"That's what I say, but if we haven't slept with him, then wouldn't our relationship be just that of superior and subordinate? To become family, we really need a deeper bond!"

"Sister 45, you have always taught me to strike first to gain advantage and then to suffer disaster, but why didn't you take action this time?"

UMP9 stomped his feet in dissatisfaction.

"I don't know... The commander has done a lot for me, allowing me to find you, and also letting me see 40 again. I think I feel more grateful to him, at least I have no confidence that I can love Commander more than 416 and Phoenix."

"Isn't it shameful to express half-hearted feelings? In this case, it's better to hide it in your heart."

"The relationship with the commander is not bad now. Besides, there must be someone to carry out dangerous missions. If... I am destroyed due to force majeure one day, I will not give him an unforgettable experience. Pain, he is a rare commander that I like, and I don’t want to cause him too much pain.”

UMP45 answered with a rare seriousness.

"I won't let you destroy it, Sister 45! That kind of thing! I absolutely don't want it! You've always been so assertive, why are you so depressed this time!"

UMP9 hurriedly ran to UMP45 and looked at UMP45 worriedly.

After all, UMP45, as the leader of the 404 team, has always been very assertive and confident, leading the entire 404 team to complete many extremely difficult tasks.

This was the first time she had seen such a 45-year-old girl.

"The enemies in this world are really too powerful. I don't want to be blindly optimistic."

"It is extremely stupid to not look directly at the dangers around you and only choose to look at beautiful fantasies. Zombies like the Zombie Emperor have already surpassed the level of our tactical humanoids. They cannot be defeated by the ability of tactical humanoids alone. of."

"There are too many unknown possibilities in this world, and no one knows what will happen in the end. If it were before, we could still avoid the risk of death through intelligence collection, but in this world, intelligence collection has become extremely difficult, and there is no way at all. What intelligence source can be exchanged.”

"So I was just prepared for damage."

UMP45 replied seriously.

"You really like to worry blindly. I trust our commander. He will not arrange such dangerous tasks for us."

"If you have no way to defeat powerful enemies, then rely on other comrades. Although the 404 you founded is very good, but now, the 404 team has completed the mission of that world, hasn't it? Now we have more What a reliable teammate, you should also learn to rely on others a little."

UMP40 also came over and patted UMP45's face gently.

"Sorry, 40... It seems that I have been a little confused recently, because the enemy's combat power has increased significantly, making me feel weak again... I don't like this feeling, the feeling of powerlessness. ....."

Chapter 339 AA 12 Stick with A-91!

"The ability of a Tactical Doll is limited. That's why we need companions. Let your shortcomings be made up for by your companions."

"Isn't that what the 404 team you led before was like this?"

UMP40 looked at UMP45 tenderly.

"Yes, it seems that I haven't been on a mission recently, so I'm a little bit over the top."

Having figured it out, UMP45 once again put a cynical smile on his face.

"So, should we take some cosmetics back, Sister 45? If we miss this village, we won't have this store. After all, why do we have to live in such a crooked building that we have to part ways?"

UMP9 complained speechlessly.

"It's better not to take it. We don't have any talent in painting. I can only draw a simple road map or something like that. Do you think you have a talent in painting?"

UMP45 asked.

"Ah? Neither did I. I thought Sister 45, you are so perfect that you would definitely do it..."

UMP9 was stunned.

"These cosmetics are obviously reserved for those pampered human ladies who need beauty to survive. Let's just keep ourselves to ourselves. The other tactical dolls around the commander don't wear makeup, which proves that cosmetics are not necessary."

"Okay, let's go quickly. Our progress is already slower than other tactical dolls, but we can't lose our 404 people."

After UMP45 finished speaking, he quickened his pace. UMP9 reluctantly glanced at the cosmetics store, then hesitated, grabbed a lipstick, and then chased UMP40 and UMP45.

the other side.

"Ah, I want to drink, I really want to drink. Great God, please give me a bar."

A-91 waved the dagger in his hand somewhat manically, and prayed somewhat depressedly.

Although her punishment has expired, in order to prevent her from getting drunk and vomiting on someone again, MoYin strictly limits her daily alcohol intake. Currently, she only gives her about 200 ml of alcohol a day. .

Although she was very greedy for wine, after all, she had vomited all over Mo Yin when she was drunk last time, and she was too embarrassed to go and pester Mo Yin to give her more wine.

And without a sufficient supply of alcohol, A-91's personality became very bad. She would speak harshly to basically all the T-Dolls and could not get along well with them.

Except for AA12 who runs the bar.

After all, if she offended AA12, she might drink wine mixed with water, so she still listened to AA12's words.

"What's so good about that spicy stuff is beyond me."

AA12 walked aside with a lollipop in his mouth, looking around and trying to search for infrasonic zombies, and said helplessly.

"Hey, you are saying this because you have not experienced the beauty of alcohol. Alcohol can give people an ecstatic feeling! It is the most beautiful substance in the world."

"Now do you want to take a taste? I can give you a small portion."

A-91 said bewitchingly.

If he could drag AA12 down, wouldn't he be able to drink alcohol at will in the bar? A-91 thinks this is a reasonable investment.

"I am also the bartender appointed by the commander. If you want to drink, I can drink whatever I want in the car. I have no interest in wine."

AA12 rejected A-91's invitation without hesitation.

“Does being a bartender allow me to drink as much as I want!!!?”

Upon hearing AA12's words, A-91's eyes widened immediately, and a bold idea emerged from her mind.

"Don't even think about it. The commander will definitely not let you become a bartender. Your intention is too obvious."

"Ha, that's because the commander has never drunk the wine I mixed myself! As long as he has a drink! He will definitely agree to let me be the bartender."

A-91 said confidently.

"I advise you to sober up. The commander's body has a certain resistance to alcohol. Even if you make a stronger drink, he will not get drunk."

AA12 reminded silently.

At this moment, three zombies rushed out of the restaurant nearby, grinning and preparing to pounce on A-91.

"Go to hell! You bastards!"

A-91 let out a roar, and the dagger in his hand drew a flash of cold light in the air. The heads of the three zombies flew into the air, and their blackened teeth were still opening and closing in an attempt to tear off A-91. Skin that looks white, tender and juicy.

"Give me a stronger opponent!"

A-91 kicked a headless corpse. The corpse flew five meters away, hit a wall hard and broke into pieces.

Seeing this scene, AA12 raised his eyebrows.

"There's really nothing I can do about you. Let me help you beg for mercy from the commander."

"Is that okay!? You are such a good person! I'll buy you a drink after the mission is over?!"