Griffin's Son-in-law

Lu Ming smiled at her, but Type 97 shook his head confidently:

"It's okay with me, Commander, I'm very strong, and besides me, there's my elder sister, she's actually... pretty good at taking care of people."

"Then... When both you and your sister are in danger, we will rescue them together?"

Lu Ming blinked and said something to her, and the 97-style was shocked immediately after hearing it:

"No, no, Commander, do you have any thoughts about my old sister?!"

Chapter 140 Five Teammates of Form 97

Although Lu Ming suspected that he wanted to covet their sisters, Type 97 was in a good mood today, and he forgot about it after a meal.

After the meal, Lu Ming threw his card to his team and asked them to go to the headquarters to see if they could buy some supplies to prevent another war later.

There is only the last bit of savings left in it, and it is estimated that it will be replaced with ammunition, and it will not last long for the machine gun team to squander, but for the safety of himself and the team, Lu Ming still reluctantly cut the flesh. A bit bigger, but the firepower is really fragrant.

He himself parted from the team and took Type 97 to the maintenance department.

About the situation of Type 92, Lu Mingyou asked Type 97 about it during the meal. Although she failed to enter the maintenance department, she went to meet the teammates of Type 92. I heard that there is something wrong with the mental cloud map, and it is still being repaired. The Ministry was in a coma.

That's why she agreed to Lu Ming's condition without hesitation, so she should go in and have a look at her.

When I walked to the maintenance department, it looked like a humanoid hospital with a full sense of machinery. The hall was very empty, and there were maintenance rooms for tactical humanoids next to it.

There is a front desk duty room at the door. When they walked in, the staff in the duty room opened their mouths looking at Type 97, as if they wanted to stop her, but soon saw Lu Ming who was following her, and closed their mouths immediately. Mouth, dare not speak.

The commanders who have been in the war zones for many years do not recognize Lu Ming, but the staff transferred from the headquarters seem to know him very well.

Walking into the maintenance department, Type 97's mood didn't seem too heavy, but felt in good condition. Lu Ming couldn't help looking at Type 97 with a happy face, and asked her:

"Are you so happy that your sister is not here?"

"Of course!"

Type 97 didn't even think about it, so he nodded and answered:

"When I stayed at the headquarters, I would always be lectured by my sister, that's why I want to play outside."

"But today, my sister is not here, it's a free day! Come on, come on, come with me to see the 92 style!"

As if the Type 97 was liberated, he pulled Lu Ming and rushed to the maintenance room where the Type 92 was located, then opened the door excitedly, and shouted inside:

"Form 92, we're here to see you!"

As a result, after shouting, there were three figures in the door looking at her in unison, staring at Form 97 with a frozen expression.

Especially when she saw the solemn and steady tactical figure sitting beside the 92-style bed in a blue and white short skirt and cape, her whole person became unwell.

"Old...old lady, why are you here..."

Type 97 dumbfounded.

"And you, why are you all here?"

Type 97 said this to the other two tactical dolls in blue and black combat uniforms standing beside them.

At this time, Lu Ming, who was pulled into the maintenance room by the Type 97, just recovered and looked around at the tactical dolls in the maintenance room.

Oh, it appeared, Griffin's invisible all-five-star ace team.

The Type 97 I brought with me, the Type 95 sitting by the bed, the Type 79 and JS9 standing aside, the tactical puppet team that the Type 97 belongs to are all extravagant five-star guns.

This team is amazing. There are sister guns of the 95 and 97 types of assault rifles, and there are also two submachine guns that look like sisters, the 79 type and the JS9.

The combination of two ARs and two SMGs is very reasonable, and they are all Chinese dolls. The combat coordination is probably not bad. It is a perfect ace team.

Oh no, there is still a lack of an ace commander, Lu Ming thinks he can give it a try.

I just don't know if they need it or not.

When Lu Ming was eating peaches, when the teammates of Form 97 saw her, they couldn't help but walked up and began to preach.

"How can a doll as the headquarters leave the headquarters without authorization, Type 97! Really, please be more serious about your daily work!"

The first to express her dissatisfaction was Form 79. She looks not tall, her hair is not long, and her chest is not big...

She seems to be a cute girl, but she is actually a very active and serious girl, which can be heard from the words she just taught the 97 style.

"Um...sorry..."

Feeling wronged in the 97 style, she secretly glanced at her sister who was sitting there motionless, not daring to refute.

Immediately afterwards, even JS9 stepped up and criticized her somewhat harshly:

"Type 97, always leaving your post without authorization is not a good habit worthy of praise, you will only cause trouble for others!"

The dress style of JS9 is somewhat similar to Type 79, which is also a submachine gun figure, but her figure is much plumper than Type 79.

Of course, her seriousness is not inferior to Form 79 at all, otherwise she wouldn't be the second one to teach Form 97, and it even sounds more serious than Form 79.

"Well……"

Now, Type 97 directly chose to hide behind Lu Ming, showing her head, looking at her teammates, not daring to speak.

She is suffering enough, an extroverted and lively girl, but she has to be teammates with two serious and serious guys, 79 Style and JS9, no wonder she is so bored on weekdays, thinking about running out to play every day.

Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but protect Form 97 and said:

"You don't always talk about her. She is also worried about her former teammates. It is not easy to come here overnight to visit her teammates, and it is not for fun."

"that is!"

Type 97 whispered behind her, nodding desperately, very much like the way he faced the Kaiser before.

"you are……"

Seeing him standing up to speak for the 97 style, JS9 couldn't help being curious.

She had been staring at this man for a long time, but she was led by Type 79 and taught Type 97 a lesson. She didn't have time to ask his name, and now she finally found a chance.

"My name is Lu Ming, and I am a commander."

Lu Ming briefly introduced himself, and then he was surprised when he saw JS9:

"It turns out that you saved Commander Lu Ming of Type 79. I'm sorry, Mr. Commander!"

JS9 gave him a heavy salute, as if apologizing for his ignoring behavior just now.

At the same time, Type 79 hurried over, bowed and apologized to him:

"I'm sorry I didn't ask your name first, Commander, we are too anxious to teach Type 97 a lesson."

"It's okay, I don't care."

Lu Ming waved his hand, indicating that they don't need to be too polite. Although these two guys have serious faces and look very serious, they also know how to be polite, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, you two, don't cause trouble for the commander, really, is it troubled not to see the commander?"

At this time, Form 95 finally stood up from the bed. As soon as she appeared, she respectfully said to Lu Ming:

"Thank you for your care, Commander, my playful younger sister may have disturbed you."

Chapter 140 Six In The Maintenance Room

"No, I'm not busy recently, and she's pretty good."

Lu Ming didn't dislike the appearance of the 97 style at all, not only that, but also praised her a few words, which made the 97 style behind him very happy.

Seeing that he always speaks for Type 97, Type 95 can't help but sigh a little, saying:

"Don't spoil her too much. Every time she is left alone, she can't even be found. Usually, I am always on my mind."

"Yeah, I think it's fine."

Lu Ming looked back at Type 97 a little unexpectedly. Type 95 looked at her sister as if she was naughty, but in fact, Lu Ming felt that Type 97 was only a little more lively, and it was far from causing trouble to others. Degree.

"Maybe she's just bored, and she needs to adjust her work occasionally."

"Please treat her strictly, Commander! Type 97 is no longer an occasional problem for her, and it has seriously affected her daily work!"

Type 79 stood aside again and interjected:

"Since you are already familiar with Type 97, I hope you can help us manage Type 97 and don't pamper her!"

What Type 79 thinks is, after all, the opponent is a commander, and unlike the tactical dolls, the words of the commander are sometimes more powerful than those of the dolls.

Type 79 is hoping that Lu Ming can train Type 97 to look more decent, so stop pampering her. If even the commander starts pampering her, Type 97 will become even more lawless in the future.

Before Lu Ming could answer her request, Form 97 immediately jumped out and said:

"The commander won't listen to you! He is not as strict as you, he is much gentler than you!"

Type 97 sticks out his tongue at Type 79, making Type 79 a bit hairy:

"you……"

"What about me, the commander just won't teach me a lesson, slightly slightly!"

"Type 97 you bastard!"

"Stop arguing! Don't show such a distressed look in front of the commander! Also, Type 79, don't make such selfish demands on the commander!"

The two of them started arguing right in front of Lu Ming, and were finally reprimanded by the 95-style, and they dared not speak anymore.

As the older sister of Type 97 and the captain of Type 79, she is still very dignified, and she immediately made both of them bow their heads with a reprimand.

Lu Ming stood aside and silently looked at the two people who were quarreling. When the 79th style asked him to help teach the 97th style, he still didn't know what to do. Fortunately, the two sisters 95 and 97 helped him reject it one after another. He breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that Form 97 was not easy.

On the side, JS9 stood there, watching him relieved, without speaking.

It seems that since the very beginning, JS9 has never stood up to speak, and has been leaning against the wall and staring at Lu Ming, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Ming didn't notice her gaze either, but listened to the 79-style bowed his head and reflected:

"Sorry, Captain, I was too impulsive, sorry, Commander, I shouldn't force others..."