The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

All the dolls participating in this operation were specially treated, and no one left a mind map cloud, so if they died, they would really die like a human being, and the created dolls were just the same dolls.

However, UMP40 is still so happy in this situation, but UMP45 doesn't understand.

"Haha, 45, what nonsense are you talking about, where do I have..."

"Lie, the expression on your face betrays you." UMP45 said seriously.

UMP40 froze for a moment, then touched his face.

"Is it that obvious?"

"...No, you don't have any expression changes."

40 was taken aback for a moment, and then got a little angry: "45, are you cheating on me!?"

"Hmm." UMP45 admitted frankly.

Seeing UMP45's expression, UMP40 smiled wryly.

"Hey, it looks like you've noticed even if I didn't reveal my secrets."

"...Well, I feel like you've been keeping something from me."

UMP40 did not speak.

The same sunny smile that always hung on her face disappeared.

UMP45, on the other hand, looked at his partner seriously.

"Dolls are created to serve humans, right, 45."

"Huh? Yes, yes...?" UMP45 didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed to this aspect.

"So you have always wanted to be recognized by the commander and humans, and live for them, right?"

"Woo." UMP45 showed a troubled look.

If it was before, she would answer without hesitation, right?

But it's different now... UMP45 can't say why it's different. In short, she just finds it difficult for her to accept her doll's fate as calmly as before.

And this change is probably related to the doll in front of him: UMP40.

After seeing UMP45's silence, 40 smiled, obviously very happy with UMP45's hesitation.

"Are you...under the influence of Qin En, do you want to be like them?"

"That's a good life!" UMP40 admitted frankly: "It's good to be a free doll, and then do the work you love. It's good to be happy every day."

UMP45 shook his head and said, "That's impossible, 40, and you know that's a special case—and besides, we never met them again after the separation in Europe: their firm has disappeared."

"It is true that such a life will have many difficulties, but ah, 45, no matter what, it is better than being treated as a disposable consumable."

"Disposable consumables?" UMP45 was stunned for a moment, faintly aware of something bad: "Do you know what? 40?"

"Yes, I'm very curious. I investigated a little... and recalled it carefully, and learned something that we should not have known."

"Aren't we here as pure electronic support dolls?"

"That's right, our identities are not that simple - those people are going to treat us as consumables and let us carry out the iron-blooded factory from the inside..."

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When UMP40 was about to spit out key words, there was a sudden subtle movement in the corridor. UMP45 and UMP40, who were already tense, raised their guns and aimed at the direction of the sound.

"Hey, don't rush to do it, you two!" A woman's voice came from the shadows: "I am not your enemy."

UMP40 stared in that direction and asked, "Who the hell are you!"

"I'm in the same camp as you!"

"Stop talking nonsense." UMP45 interrupted: "I remember the voices of every participant, and you are not one of them!"

"I also have my own difficulties!"

The tactical doll hiding in the dark replied: "My operation number is RUSHB. If you don't believe me, think about it carefully. The operation outline stored in your mind should have this name."

UMP45 froze for a moment, then nodded to 40.

Such a number does exist, and it does belong to one of us.

Although the two were still holding their guns, they did not make any aggressive movements.

Because the Tactical Doll in the dark is doing the same thing: using its branded weapon and pistol at the same time as the standard UMP45 and UMP40.

"I'm counting to 321, let's put it down at the same time, okay?"

"I'm counting," 40 yelled.

"Then start with you." The other party also agreed.

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...Finally, the three put down their weapons aimed at each other at the same time.