Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Pat! Pat! Pat! You're Not Human if You Don't Pat!
'Always keep your guard up, especially in the line of security contractors. When cooperating with behemoths like Statesec, one moment you might have just negotiated a price with them, and the next moment, these guys might turn hostile.'
Recalling what Reno had said to her earlier, M1 Garand nodded in agreement. Indeed, the commander was right; these Security Bureau folks were not to be trusted.
Watching Nicholas below, arguing with the leader of the newly arrived group, M1 Garand signaled for SPAS-12 and MG3 to distance themselves from the situation.
Following the orders, the two shrugged and dropped the barbed wire they were holding, retreating towards the side of the cargo ship.
Nagant Revolver, who had been on the cargo ship earlier, also jumped down. The escort mission was over, and the collapse fluid in this ship was no longer their concern. The
Statesec's transport personnel had arrived.
"Stop! Drop your weapons! You're in possession of illegal firearms! The Statesec has the authority to arrest you!"
However, even if M1 Garand wasn't looking for trouble, the Security Bureau officer who descended from the helicopter clearly had other ideas. Seeing SPAS-12 and MG3 stepping back, he hastily pushed aside Nicholas and pointed at them, shouting loudly.
How dense could this guy be!? Can't he see the current situation!?
Illegal possession of firearms, didn't they notice that!? Anyone with eyes could see it!
They even brought three armored vehicles and didn't provoke them. Did they think they could stop them with just ten people and a dozen guns!?
Nicholas was infuriated beyond measure. He couldn't believe that headquarters would send such an idiot to handle such an important matter!
Did they get drunk on duty!?
"Shut up! Drop your weapons! I am the highest authority here! You idiots, just stay where you are!" This idiot had no idea how serious the situation was! Nicholas couldn't fathom how someone like him ended up in Statesec!
Shoving the man aside, Nicholas immediately lowered the barrels of the two soldiers beside him.
"Nicholas! You bastard! Are you trying to betray the country!?" The man pushed aside by Nicholas clearly wasn't willing to back down. Stabilizing himself, he lunged at Nicholas from behind! Tackling Nicholas to the ground, the two began to wrestle.
Stepan, speechless, raised his head and tapped his helmet. These two were embarrassing themselves! Couldn't they see Anthony standing there suppressing his laughter!?
The soldiers who had just aimed their guns at SPAS-12 didn't know how to react when they saw their commander grappling with Nicholas. They stood there, holding their guns, unsure of what to do.
"Don't just stand there dumbfounded! Get those two out of here! They're making a scene!" Stepan walked over, pointing angrily at the two still grappling, addressing the soldiers.
"Yes, sir." Hearing Stepan's words and noticing his rank insignia, several soldiers immediately obeyed, turning to walk towards Nicholas and the other man. Compared to Nicholas and the Statesec member who had descended from the helicopter, Stepan, as a military officer, was obviously more influential.
A dozen soldiers clumsily pulled the two shameless individuals apart, intending to drag them onto the helicopter to cool off.
Meanwhile, M1 Garand, standing on the rooftop, couldn't help but smirk. These guys weren't even united within the same department; no wonder the commander didn't care about these Security Bureau folks.
Ding ding!
Squeak, squeak—
Just as Stepan let out a sigh of relief and Anthony felt a bit disappointed, a crisp bell suddenly rang out from behind them, followed by a continuous squeaking sound.
It seemed as if some kind of metallic creation was struggling in its final moments, echoing through the deserted city. Furthermore adding an eerie atmosphere to the dark night.
Simonov, standing on the rooftop, initially brightened at the sound but then her gaze turned somewhat strange.
The newcomer was none other than Renault, who had just turned back to drive the truck. However...
Renault's current appearance seemed a bit different from what was agreed upon earlier...
Not only did the Kamaz truck he wants to drive did not return, it even degraded into an old bicycle with wobbly wheels.
Poor bicycle, squeaking and groaning as Reno pedaled, while pressing the bell on the handlebars. In his hand, he held something that looked like a sausage, and not only was he eating, but there was also a crumpled cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth.
How on earth was he smoking and eating at the same time?
Of course, this wasn't the main reason why Simonov felt strange; her change of expression was because of the two figures perched on the bicycle...
One of them was sitting reclined in the front basket of the bicycle whose legs weakly rested on the edge of the basket, swaying along with the bicycle's movement. The head full of silver hair was resting limply on the handlebars, the expression on the face completely one of despair and embarrassment.
The other figure was tied to the back seat with a belt made of weapon straps, the whole person bent into a 'C' shape. The expression on the face was no different from the one in the basket, and the long braids were dragging on the ground like a mop, occasionally colliding with the deformed rear bicycle wheel.
As for the contraption made up of several hand-pushed trolleys behind the bicycle, Reno's own powered exoskeleton lay on top of it, trembling as it moved forward with the bicycle.
"Ahahaha! Commander!? Wait, hold on! Don't move yet! Let me take a video first! This is such a memorable scene, we can't miss it!"
Boom!
MDR's voice suddenly sounded a moment later. MDR, who had been standing on the fourth-floor rooftop, jumped down hurriedly, landing on the ground with a deafening boom, and rushed towards Reno.
"Wow, I didn't expect you to change clothes, Commander! But wait a moment, let me get my phone out! Okay, ready! Continue! Remember to ring the bell twice more!" Opening the face shield of the powered exoskeleton, MDR's smirk was evident on her face.
Holding up her phone to Reno, MDR looked at the dripping clothes of the two figures on the basket and the rear seat, and then at Reno's changed clothes. She felt that once she posted this video anonymously...
It would definitely cause a sensation! In every sense of the word!
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