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Chapter 76: Refund!

"Huh, the people in this black market stronghold sure have some energy. Why didn't we see them this active when we worked with them before?"

"Even ants strive to survive. This job takes us to the Red Zone. No one in their right mind would risk their lives for this kind of money."

"Then why not send dolls? Going to the Red Zone, isn't that more suited for dolls?"

"Tch, those idiots in the tech department, I don't know if they're brain-dead or what. They set the security mode on that box so only living beings can open it. Dolls are out of luck."

"Living beings? So during authentication, you have to face the authentication device on the crate without wearing a helmet? Don't be ridiculous, taking off the helmet in the Red Zone is a death sentence!"

"That's right. They don't even want to retrieve that crate now. Let that thing rot in the Red Zone. Anyway, the stuff inside might not even spoil for hundreds of years."

"True, as long as the energy core isn't used, it could last for centuries."

"In the end, it's just some idiot who put important data and those goods together. Why should we come out here and clean up his mess?"

"Heh, that's work for you. But the guy who was being chased by the black market people just now, seems to be some kind of security contractor. Could it be from G&K's side? Haven't we looked into Griffin's yet?"

"Don't be ridiculous. How could the commanders of Griffin's side risk their lives going to the Red Zone just for that data?"

"How would we know if we don't try?"


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"Why haven't the commander and the others arrived yet? It's been five minutes already, hasn't it?" P90 checked the time on her phone.

Five minutes had passed since Reno sent them a message.

"The commander clearly said they'd arrive in six minutes. Can't you wait even one minute?"

Crackle, crackle.

While SPAS-12 spoke, she kept stuffing chips into her mouth, not stopping for a moment.

Watching SPAS-12, P90 felt annoyed, but also a bit helpless.

Only this person... only this person, she couldn't imitate at all.

Clothes and physique were easy to mimic, but the way of speaking...

No matter how she tried, she couldn't learn SPAS-12's ability to eat and speak clearly at the same time.

"Don't worry, they should be here soon, and it seems there's quite a commotion in the distance. It sounds like many vehicles are coming our way." MP5 stood at the aircraft door, holding her etched weapon, looking into the distance.

MP40 was checking the cumbersome Rippers in the cabin.

The expressions on the faces of several Rippers didn't look good. Although MP40 and the others had moved them back into the cabin, they couldn't feel happy knowing that they might be scrapped as soon as they arrived.

If the Sangvis Ferri dolls' heads were installed with more realistic biosynthetic modules, they might have cried by now.

"Don't worry, the commander will fix you all when he gets back. Don't worry!" MP40 reassured them earnestly.

Of course, she was very confident about this. After all, she herself wasn't a high-performance tactical doll; the cost of her original body might not even be as expensive as these Rippers.

Hearing MP40's comfort, the expressions on the faces of the Rippers improved a lot. "After the commander returns, he won't disassemble us and put us into Prowlers, right?"

"No, no, your original bodies are undamaged, just some small components are overloaded and damaged. Rest here for a while, and you'll be fixed soon after we get back!" MP40 said persuasively, her eyes catching sight of several figures running towards them from a distance.

"MP5! Look over there! It seems to be the commander and Nagant Revolver!"

"Ah! It's them! SPAS-12! Hurry! Start the engines! We're preparing to evacuate!"

"No problem!"

As they spoke, Reno and the others, who were running at a sprint, had already arrived at the coast.

P90 also saw what exactly was chasing after Reno and the others at this moment...

A cloud of smoke accompanied by a fleet of vehicles was closely following behind Reno and his team's footsteps. If Reno and the others weren't fast enough and more agile than those vehicles, plus the fact that the roads in this area were not easy to navigate.

Those guys would have caught up by now.

As Reno and the others approached, MP5 stepped aside, making way for Nagant Revolver to jump into the cabin.

After Reno and the others rushed into the cabin at top speed, SPAS-12 immediately started the aircraft and flew into the sky towards the sea.

In the sky in the direction where the flying vehicle was heading, a huge object descended from the clouds.

"Hey hey... hey! Look over there in the sky! What the hell is that thing!?"




Chapter 77: This Isn't What We Agreed On!

"Forget it, it's just a waste of resources."

Renault raised his hand and swatted away UMP45's hand trying to activate the Jupiter Cannon, giving her a disdainful look.

He really couldn't figure out what the benefit of firing that Jupiter Cannon would be. Sure, it might be satisfying, but then they'd have heaps of trouble to deal with later.

Inside that black market stronghold, there were not only residents but also people like him who came to buy things or hire others for work.

If they just blasted the roof off that city with the Jupiter Cannon, there would likely be thousands of casualties.

Of course, now that they were already out, if they hadn't managed to escape in time, UMP45's move would have been appropriate, but it's unnecessary now. They've all come back, and those guys won't be able to catch up even if they wanted to.

Next time... they won't come back here. It's really not a good place. He had originally planned to check out the environment here and, if it was decent, bring his dolls out for a stroll.

But now, it seems that this idea is out of the question. Not to mention the black market manager who already has a grudge against them, just the constant surveillance by those ubiquitous doll traffickers is annoying enough.

It's a case of the thief fearing the thief...

AR15, at this moment, was checking her wounds somewhat helplessly. "Really, just going out to buy something and causing such a commotion."

Who knows what absurd things might happen in the future.

Although this battle didn't last long, maybe about ten minutes in total, AR15 felt that this time was even scarier than when she was pursued and intercepted by the Sangvis Ferri along with the AR Team before.

Especially when being chased by those humans, she could always feel an inexplicable and uncomfortable feeling emanating from them.

She wonders if it's because Renault violated the regulations and adjusted their biosynthetic perception systems beyond the normal range for dolls.

"It's nothing much. We didn't kill many people from start to finish, much better than last time." HK416 said as she walked past AR15. She headed towards Renault's workspace, her arm and leg unavoidably grazed by bullets.

Now they had to hurry to repair the damaged synthetic skin. Having gotten used to this highly sensitive perception system, even a slight damage made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Of course, AR15 and Nagant Revolver also had some inconspicuous scars on them. Nagant Revolver and P38 had already gone to repair them, while AR15 felt that these minor injuries didn't matter at all.
Plus, Renault hadn't said anything about her repairing...

'It seems that Renault didn't tell HK416 and Nagant Revolver to repair either, nevermind any costs... This is really quite free...'
AR15, who had originally intended to go back to her dorm directly, changed her mind and walked towards Renault's workspace.

When she left the bridge, she happened to hear UMP45 complaining to Renault about how boring it was to drive the spaceship.

"We almost got a few Rippers damaged by those doll traffickers. Are we just going to run away like this?"

"For now, that's the plan. After all, those doll traffickers have been reduced to rubble by MP5 and the others. There's no way to trace which faction those guys belong to."

"Tch, I should have gone out with 416."

"If you had gone out, there would have been no one to pilot this ship."

"Uh-huh, that's right. So, can't we find someone else to pilot it?"

"No one is as reliable as you. You stay here and watch, I'll go see to those Rippers." With that, Renault left UMP45 alone on the bridge and headed to his workspace.

UMP45, sitting in the pilot seat, shrugged her shoulders and sat boredly in the chair, spinning around a few times.



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"Is the communication connected?"

"Um... it should be connected... probably?"

"What do you mean, probably? Can't you be more certain? Why are you being so careless with me?"

"Well, the connection is established, but the agent on the other side, Helianthus, said they're busy right now and don't have time for this kind of small commission."

"Small... well, it looks like the Griffin family is too big to be bothered with our little business. Did you find the contact information for that security contractor from before?"

"We did, it's just a small security contractor, and the registration method is a bit irregular. Most importantly... their registration cost seems to be only ten dollars."

"Ten... forget it, it's just a security contractor anyway. Their qualifications have nothing to do with us. As long as they can retrieve the items, whether they're rogue mercenaries or regular security contractors doesn't matter."

After all, their visit to the black market stronghold was originally to find hired guns. That irregular security contracting company and the people they found in the black market were all in the same boat.

"The name is Renault Security Contracting Company. They previously took on a transport line security task near Neuer Odessa for a while, and their price wasn't low. It's said that they have even received commissions from the Security Bureau before, seemingly to search for things in contaminated areas."

"And the specifics?"

"Um, the first commission was to retrieve monitoring data from the contaminated area's port city, but the second commission from Statesec was encrypted, so we couldn't find out through our channels what it was about. But what we can confirm is that the commission location was also in the contaminated area."

"And this? So, that guy named Renault, has he ever completed some top-secret tasks for Statesec? And all of them successfully?"

The man's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

He didn't care about the Security Bureau's tasks at all, but the experience of performing tasks in the contaminated area seemed to match their requirements perfectly, didn't it?

"That's correct."

"Then contact them!"

"But they just ran out of this stronghold. They probably won't turn back, right?"

"Turn back? Why turn back? If they don't come, can't we go to them? They're in the business of doing business, can that guy named Renault drive customers away?" Straightening his collar and tie, the man said excitedly.

This troublesome task had been dragging him on for nearly three months, and now he finally saw a glimmer of hope!

And just as they were about to have business come knocking, Renault received a call from Helianthus.

"What's up?" Holding the phone with his neck, Renault took out his tools and started dismantling one of the Rippers.

The disassembled Ripper looked like she was about to cry...

This isn't what MP40 promised! Wasn't it agreed that they wouldn't dismantle us?!





Chapter 78: Can't Afford It

"There's a commission to help evacuate the AR Team from Sector S08. The Sangvis Mastermind has trapped the AR Team and a large part of the Griffin dolls inside the encirclement. They can't hold out much longer," Helianthus explained urgently to Renault, not even bothering to offer a quote.

"Hmm? Didn't you already push back Sangvis quite decisively before? How did they get surrounded again?" Renault found it rather strange.

When they left the Griffin base, Griffin had already recaptured all the lost territories in Sector S09 and even chased Sangvis out of Sector S08. How come they were back so soon?

Hearing Renault's question, Helian felt somewhat ashamed.

They had underestimated Sangvis's Mastermind's plan and its power. It was embarrassing to be surrounded by Sangvis's armored forces like this... It was hard to put into words...

Playing tactics all the time, only to be played by a Sangvis-made artificial being in the end. Once this news got out, Griffin's reputation would plummet significantly.

As Helianthus fell silent, Renault raised an eyebrow curiously and patted the Rilper beneath him, which was starting to get uneasy.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Upon hearing Renault's reassurance, the Ripper, which had been hesitating about whether to jump off the workbench and escape from Renault's grasp, paused with a hint of doubt but still glanced at Nagant Revolver and the others nearby for help.

At the other end of the phone call, after hearing Renault's words( to the Ripper), Helian's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

"Okay, I'll be waiting at the previous base for you to bring back the AR Team, and if possible, try to bring back those trapped Griffin dolls too..."

With that, Helianthus hung up the phone, her heart thumping with excitement, her face flushing.

It seemed like the first time she had heard such comforting words from Renault...

But then Helianthus remembered that this was the operational command room within the Griffin base, with their boss, Kryuger, standing nearby.

"How is it? Did he agree to help?" Seeing Helianthus's embarrassed look, Kryuger knew the task entrusted to Renault this time should be settled, but to avoid misunderstandings, he still asked Helianthus.

"Yeah, he agreed. He should arrive at the battlefield soon." Taking a deep breath to calm her excitement, Helianthus reverted to her usual composed demeanor and reported to Kryuger.

"What about the price? I didn't hear you discussing the price with him?" Kryuger was a bit surprised. He had only heard Helianthus make a call to Renault, then briefly summarize the situation here...

And that was it? It was too easy, wasn't it? Didn't Renault ask about the commission fee when he did business?

Kryuger, who never thought Helianthus might misunderstand, finally relaxed a bit, relieved.

After all, with Renault's eccentric spaceship, he could easily swoop into the battlefield and safely evacuate all the Griffin dolls from the encirclement.


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Meanwhile, Renault, on the other hand, looked at the disconnected phone with some confusion.

Helianthus hadn't mentioned anything about the commission fee... And when did he agree?

Thinking about it, Renault shook his head, put down the phone, and decided to finish what was in front of him before thinking about these trivial matters.

However, just because Renault didn't mind didn't mean everyone else didn't.
AR15, who was repairing her synthetic skin in the repair bay nearby, had heard every word of the conversation between Helianthus and Renault.

Of course, the most important thing was a few key words.

AR Team, encirclement, unable to retreat.

M4A1 and the others are in danger!

Thinking of this, AR15 jumped out of the repair bay. Fortunately, the repair had been completed, or she might have smashed the canopy of the repair pod in frustration.

"Commander Renault! Let me go!" Seeing AR15 standing before him, honest and full of worry, Renault couldn't help but feel speechless. Was Helianthus counting on AR15 being here, knowing that once AR15 heard that the AR Team was surrounded and unable to retreat, she would definitely demand to go rescue them?

With a twitch of his eye, Renault waved his hand at AR15. "Put your clothes on first."

As AR15 ran to the side indignantly to pull up the curtain in embarrassment, Renault glanced down at the damaged Ripper beside him.

It wasn't severe, but it wasn't optimistic either.

These Rippers were originally humanoid workers in the Sangvis factory, and their bodies were already quite old.
Add to that the relentless 24-hour work schedule in the Sangvis factory, and these Rippers, except during maintenance and charging, had been toiling away miserably.

Although Renault had performed maintenance on them when he brought them back to his own factory area, their bodies were already aging, and now they had encountered high-intensity electromagnetic attacks designed specifically to disable humanoid beings.
The fact that they could still maintain consciousness and endure this with grim faces was thanks to Renault's previous maintenance.

All these Rippers needed replacement bodies, but if that happened, aside from these damaged Rippers, the other Sangvis dolls at home would also need replacement bodies.

Otherwise, these Rippers or Vespids would come to him like little animals, pitifully looking at him with tearful eyes until he felt uncomfortable... just like the one in front of him now...

I wonder who they learned this from...

"Commander! I'm ready!" AR15 pulled back the curtain with a swish, dressed neatly, and stood upright in front of Renault with her weapon.
Although her movements were impeccable, there was still a hint of anxiety in her eyes, fearing that Renault might abandon Helianthus's task without discussing the price.

"Alright, since you're so eager and we don't have much work at the moment, consider it helping out. After rescuing the AR Team, we might as well ask for some things from the Griffin side that we usually can't get."

As for what things they couldn't usually get? That would be large quantities of metal materials, just like the thousands of tons of metal materials he moved out of Sector S09.

So much material, if he had to buy it, he definitely couldn't afford it, and if he did manage to buy it, he'd probably go bankrupt.





Chapter 79: The Commission

"No need to be so anxious, alright? Our ship is pretty fast; we'll probably be back in about an hour," UMP45 said somewhat helplessly as she watched AR15 pacing around the bridge.

"Hmm..." Hearing this, AR15 glanced at the scenery outside the porthole. She wanted to sit down patiently and wait, but she couldn't stay seated for half a minute before standing up anxiously again.

Seeing AR15's actions, UMP45 rolled her eyes.

This girl was hopeless... But then again, even though the root protocols had been completely erased, she still cared so much about the rest of AR Team's situation.

It seemed their relationship was quite good.

"If you can't calm down, why don't you go ask Renault about the upcoming operation plan? It's better than later rushing into a dangerous area like a fool and dragging us over to rescue you," UMP45 suggested.
Since AR15 couldn't sit still, she might as well find something to do. Besides, M1 Garand and the others seemed to have plenty to keep them occupied.

Operation plans and such were probably nonexistent for Renault because they simply didn't need them.

Renault had already stated that their mission this time was straightforward: find the Griffin dolls and get them on board, then leave. The most challenging part of this operation was probably just finding the Griffin dolls.

But that might be a challenge for Griffin because Sangvis Ferri had blocked their communications, making it difficult for them to contact all the Griffin squads.

However, for Renault and his team, it was different.

Most of them could directly access Sangvis Ferri's communication system. So, with a little help from MDR or Scarecrow, leveraging Sangvis Ferri's intelligence system to find those Griffin squads would be a piece of cake.

However, UMP45's estimate seemed to be off this time.

M1 Garand and the others were not busy at all; in fact, they were very relaxed. The dolls who were already prepared for action were even sitting on the floor in the hangar playing cards.

There were also those eating, gaming, using their phones, making calls, sewing clothes...

At first glance, it looked like a group of dolls having a pajama party...

AR15's eyes almost popped out when she saw this scene!

She didn't expect the dolls on Renault's side to be so loose!

But it wasn't the first time she had seen this scene. She shook her head and cleared her mind of the cluttered thoughts, then approached Renault, who was testing bodies for a few Rippers.

"Commander Renault, about the upcoming..." AR15 began, but Renault raised a hand, interrupting her.

"Alright, you've said that several times already. If you're feeling restless, find a place to sit and relax for a while. Or you can go to SPAS-12's area and get some food."

Why was AR15 even on the bridge?

Renault had sent her there so she could see where the ship was flying, hoping it would calm her down.
But who would have thought she would come back again?

Seemingly hearing Renault's words, SPAS-12 waved at AR15 and shook the box of egg tarts in her hand.

"Hmm..." Hearing Renault's suggestion, AR15 scratched her head, recalling that she had been pacing around Renault's workshop just a moment ago.

"Don't worry, just have a little faith in your AR Team comrades. It's only an hour; remember, back in Sector S09, you ran around for a whole month without getting caught. Now you've lost even that confidence?" Renault patted a Ripper's head, indicating that her repairs were complete.

After replacing the fragile and aging parts, the Ripper had returned to normal.
However, since most of the parts used were second-hand salvaged goods, it was still necessary to run tests.

Seeing their bodies restored, the Ripper's previously despondent expressions disappeared.
They returned to their posts like diligent bees...

In fact, it was just picking up tools to help clean up the various debris and rubbish left by the dolls...

Seeing the Cutters seemingly unaffected by this and occasionally looking at the dolls eating with hopeful eyes, Renault couldn't help but feel a little sorry for them.

AR15, on the other hand, felt complicated after seeing this scene.

Who would have thought that the Sangvis Ferri dolls who were her enemies not long ago would now be completely harmless?

"Mew!" Lost in thought, AR15 suddenly felt something heavy bump against her foot, accompanied by a lazy meow.

Looking down, she saw the Big orange, the cat, rubbing against her ankle.

"Hmm, what does it eat to get so fat? This can't be good for its health if it keeps this up," AR15 muttered to herself, instinctively bending down to pick up the cat.

But it was really heavy, almost ten kilograms?

As she picked up the overweight cat, AR15 sat down against an ammo crate.

Seeing AR15 finally calm down to pet the cat, Renault nodded in surprise.

He should have let Big Orange come over earlier if he knew it would help calm her down.

However, since this was the hangar, it was still somewhat unsafe for the cat, even though it had grown beyond the typical size for a cat.
So when Big Orange approached AR15, Renault promptly made her take the cat away.

Perhaps she was off to exchange cat-raising tips with someone else.

Renault looked at his phone with some curiosity.

Hadn't Helian already called once? Why was she calling again? She wasn't one to dawdle.

But when he saw the unfamiliar number on his phone, Renault raised an eyebrow.

It could be someone he didn't know, maybe a manager from a black market outpost.

Feeling a bit annoyed, he decided to answer and give them a piece of his mind.

"Hello, Mr. Renault, I'm Gerald, Gerald Earl, a field agent for Global Everything. Do you have time to take on a commission from our side?"


Chapter 80: The Lion Makes a Big Demand!

"What kind of commission?" Renault raised an eyebrow upon hearing the voice on the phone.

Since leaving the city and starting to build the spaceship in the Red Zone, this was the first commission that had come to him directly, not counting the ones from Helianthus and Angelia.

"To retrieve some important equipment and data from the Red Zone. If you're interested, we'll send over the specific commission details now." Gerald couldn't help but smile when he noticed Renault's lack of pleasantries and straightforwardness.

This guy, Renault was indeed as the intelligence described, a decisive and efficient person.
Compared to those who beat around the bush for various reasons, he preferred to work with someone with both ability and decisiveness.

Of course, he wasn't afraid that Renault would refuse their commission.
Although he was just a small field agent, he still had some say in this matter, and besides, Global Everything had plenty of money.

Hiring a small security contractor was definitely not a problem!

"Send it over, I'll take a look." Gerald almost burst out laughing when he heard Renault's response.

He waved to his assistant to send the mission information. Gerald could already imagine himself completing the task assigned by headquarters, getting his bonus, and taking a vacation afterward.

Renault quickly received the data sent by Gerald. However, when he saw the location, he furrowed his brows.

Siberia? Near Lake Baikal? What's going on? Isn't that place heavily polluted? It's already at the edge of the Black Zone.

But as he read through the information, Renault nodded in understanding.

It was clear from the details that a Global Everything cargo plane bound for the Far East had crashed over Siberia. The plane was carrying some Doll models made by Global Everything, and most importantly, a storage device containing vital data.

The main item they were looking for this time was that storage device, which was locked inside a cargo container carrying the Doll models. Some of the models in the container were also quite valuable.

Before the transport, the container was locked by higher-ups. To open it, a living person was needed for data authentication.

The task itself wasn't difficult, but the tricky part was the authentication that required removing the protective equipment from one's head in the Black Zone...

This was a suicidal task that no security contractor or mercenary would willingly take, even if an outrageous commission fee was offered.

Of course, mercenaries had taken on suicidal tasks before. As long as the price was right, they would accept almost any mission. However, contracting ELID was non-negotiable.

While ELID was not incurable, the chances of recovery were slim, and it required the patient to be only mildly affected. If one removed their helmet in a heavily contaminated area, they would undoubtedly become severely infected. In Black Zones, it's as good as being killed outright.

Then they would watch helplessly as their body deteriorated, lingering between life and death... No one wanted to experience such a hellish scenario firsthand.

Because of this, when Gerald recruited personnel earlier, it led to a confrontation between two mercenary groups.

As for forcibly opening the cargo container, some had considered it, but the container used to transport advanced dolls and vital data by Global Everything was certainly not ordinary
Unless the mercenaries found a large-scale cutting device and blatantly transported it inside...
But if they had that capability, they might as well just take the whole container.

But that was impossible because the military didn't allow itThe main regions were all under lockdown, and even sneaking in a small group of personnel was already pushing it.

Wanting to openly transport heavy-duty transport vehicles to haul things out?

Forget about it, it was simply impossible.

While Gerald patiently waited for Renault to review the documents, Renault also roughly understood the specifics of the commission.

In a sense, there wasn't much difficulty for him. Whether it was personally retrieving the storage medium or bringing back the entire cargo container, it wasn't difficult for him with a spaceship.

However, the commission still needed to be prioritized, and the situation on the Griffin side was more urgent.
He had to wait until he resolved the matter with Helianthus before coming to handle this commission.

Of course, it wouldn't take long, as Griffin's side might be done in a few hours.

"This seems fine. As long as the information you provide is accurate, let's discuss the issue of compensation now." Renault put the phone back to his ear and said calmly.

"Is it really okay!? The compensation will definitely satisfy you! Global Everything's service will never default on the commission fee!" Gerald was overjoyed to hear Renault's words and exchanged a glance with his assistant.

"Satisfy? I need a legitimate commercial transport license, along with two hundred tons of doll nanomaterials, and corresponding sets of doll bionic components, five hundred sets in total. Also, two tons of core mental materials. Oh, and the disinfectant materials needed for this commission should also be provided by you."

Gerald, who was smiling uncontrollably, suddenly stiffened.

A commercial transport license was nothing to Global Everything, but two hundred tons of nanomaterials might be a bit difficult to handle.

However, Global Everything could produce these materials themselves, so although the quantity was large, it wasn't impossible to agree to.

As for doll bionic components... that was...

Gerald felt a bit awkward.

Five hundred sets seemed too many. The most expensive part of a doll was not the neural core or the skeletal structure in the doll body, but the bionic components used to simulate humans were the key to increasing the price of dolls.

With his authority, it was a bit difficult to allocate such a batch of parts within the company... Of course, it was just a bit difficult.

Gritting his teeth, he could find a way to involve a few more dolls, and it could be done.

But two tons of core mental materials... that was a bit too much to ask, wasn't it?

Two tons! That was two tons of core neural materials!

The materials needed to manufacture a doll's mental core were usually about one hundred to two hundred grams per doll.

Some custom-made doll neural cores could weigh up to half a kilogram.

But not everyone would customize dolls.

Most doll mental cores were just a tiny bit!


Chapter 81 Did I See it Wrong?

"Whew, this is really... no wonder everyone says this guy is so efficient. With such a high price, it's really unreasonable for him to be so clumsy with his work..." Gelat sighed as he leaned back on the sofa, feeling a pang of pain in his heart at the thought of the commission fee he had just agreed to.

"Cough, although the price is high, since the other party agreed to a week's time and didn't ask for more upfront payment besides the request for early collapse radiation suppressants, the company seems reliable."

"Ah, it's good that they didn't ask for advance payment of the reward, but whether they are reliable or not ultimately depends on whether that guy can actually get our stuff out of that contaminated area."

For now, let's figure out how to get the radiation suppressants the other party requested, although it's not valuable, the quantity they requested is quite large, so it's a bit difficult to get it all within two days.

...

"All armor-piercing rounds have been used up! And so have the grenades!"

The Iron Blood armored units in the distance were still rushing towards them relentlessly, causing SOP2 to call out anxiously.

"Tsk! These guys! When did they become so persistent!?" M16, feeling her remaining two magazines, tossed one to SOP2.

Earlier, when Iron Blood had just started surrounding them, she had tried to lure these guys away from M4A1's direction, but the command center of these armored units was clearly nearby, and they completely ignored her little maneuvers.

Plus, she didn't have many armor-piercing rounds in her hands, using regular bullets against those armored units was like scratching an itch. Even if she occasionally managed to penetrate the weak spots in the armor and take down one or two...

It was futile. The loss of one or two armored units was insignificant to the current Iron Blood; they didn't even care about M4A1 anymore, let alone the Griffin squad that had previously split up and escaped the encirclement. These guys, besides M4A1, had nothing else in their eyes!

"M16! They're about to reach us! We need to..."

Seeing the Shield Units already charging towards them from three hundred meters away, M4A1 hastily interrupted, they had already attracted all the Iron Blood units in their direction, so there shouldn't be much pressure on the Griffin squad now.

The remaining problem was how to get the three of them out of the Iron Blood's encirclement...

"It's no use, those guys are much faster than us." M16, patting the firepower support module she had been carrying behind her all this time, remarked, "I'll hold them off, you two go first, I only have one magazine of armor-piercing rounds left, so use them sparingly."

"But!?" Hearing M16's words, M4A1 widened her eyes in astonishment, as if she had returned to the time when M16 stayed behind in Sector S09.

But last time, M16 was able to lure away and hold back most of the Iron Blood because at that time, the Iron Blood units were all normal humanoids. Even if there were proxies chasing her, they didn't have the thick armor like the Shield Units!

Moreover, not only were there Shield Units now, there were also countless Steel Lions and Scorpion Armors rushing towards them from afar... With M16's current condition, if she stayed behind, she might really not be able to get away!

"We don't have time for 'buts,' I'll delay the Iron Blood for a bit, you two take advantage of it to escape, I'll find a way to get out later. They're just Iron Blood autonomous units; they can't catch me." M16 waved her hand at the two and tapped the firepower support module she was holding.

"And I still have this."

Looking at the firepower support module in M16's hand, M4A1 pursed her lips. Up to now, she still didn't know what exactly was in the box that M16 had been carrying all this time, only that it should be a weapon... apparently given to M16 by her former commander.

"M4?" Seeing the two fall silent, SOP2, who was standing nearby, anxiously urged, not wanting to leave M16 behind, nor wanting to wait for M4A1 to be surrounded by the Iron Blood. Therefore, she could only look at M4A1, asking anxiously.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, when M4A1 opened her eyes again, she forcibly suppressed the hesitation in her eyes, "SOP2, let's go! You better come back alive! I don't want to lose you again after finding AR15!"

Hearing M4A1's words, M16 smiled and saluted M4A1 with her fingers raised, but didn't say anything.

Watching the two run away, M16 also breathed a sigh of relief. Although there were still many Iron Blood units in the direction they were retreating, she believed that M4A1 and the others could successfully escape.

"Sigh, if I had known it would be like this, I should have used this thing earlier." Removing the bandages wrapped around the firepower support platform, M16 looked somewhat helpless as she stared at the Shield Units approaching about two hundred meters in front of her.

With M16's movements, the bandaged firepower support platform in her hand instantly unfolded, revealing its ferocious barrel.

"Now let me see if you Ironclads can withstand this!"

Boom!

...

"We're almost there, we're about to reach the designated location in Sector S08. If the combat data sent over by Griffin is correct, instead of staring at me here, you'd better go over to the hangar and inform those scattered guys to prepare for battle. You're the same." Looking at AR15 standing beside her, UMP45 spoke up.

Probably having gained some sort of energy from Big Orange, AR15 didn't seem as anxious now as before, but still stared at the terrain map on the main screen like a block of wood.

Hearing UMP45's words, AR15 nodded. If Renault's landing plan was still as rough as before, then she indeed needed some mental preparation. The experience of being brought down by P90 and having her arm severed had left her with quite a shadow.

But when AR15 arrived at the hangar, the scene in front of her made her doubt her visual system... Because whether it was RFB who had been gaming before or SPAS-12 who had been eating non-stop, they were all ready for battle at this moment, wearing those black power armors, silently standing by the hangar door waiting for the descent.

The previous scattered appearance... seemed to be just an illusion she had imagined...





Chapter 82 Why Should You Be Able To!

Boom!

The attack fired from the muzzle of the small firepower support platform directly blasted a Aegis unit into scattered pieces!

"Hoo! Hoo!" M16 gasped as she moved her fingers gripping the firepower support platform.

Of course, Dolls breathing was not to obtain oxygen to maintain their actions; normal breathing was just a simulation to make Dolls more human-like.

As for why she was breathing so heavily now? It was just to dissipate as much heat from her body as possible through breathing, although the effect was not comparable to specialized cooling devices, it still had some effect...

And... to provide energy to this firepower support platform, the circuits inside M16's body were already working at overload. It was estimated that in another ten minutes or so, some parts of her body would stop working completely due to excessive heat.

But she had already held back these Sangvis Ferri units for more than ten minutes. During this time, it was enough for M4 and SOP2 to break out of the encirclement.

Although the Sangvis Ferri's attack was fierce, their numbers were still somewhat weak near Sector S09.

M4A1 and SOP2 didn't necessarily have to take out those armored units. Just finding an opportunity to break through was completely enough.

"It's you again, you pest!"
Looking at M16A1 standing on a pile of Sangvis Ferri debris, Agent who had just rushed over wished she could crush her with her teeth directly!

If she could, she would want to bite this troublemaker to death with her teeth!

It was this guy last time! And now this guy was back with such a move!?

"Heh, long time no see, it seems like you're very well prepared this time. Maybe you really have a chance to catch me." M16 chuckled lightly, taking advantage of Agent's effort to stop the Sangvis Ferri armored units, she seized the opportunity to let her body cool down.

"Save your boasting until you're lying on the disassembly table!"
Not seeing any trace of M4A1 around, Agent gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and swung it down heavily, signaling the Manticores on both sides to directly take down this troublemaker in front of her.

Seeing this, M16 also smiled wryly in her heart. It seemed that Agent had become smarter; she wasn't falling for it this time.

Originally, she wanted to rest a little longer...

Bang!

The shells fired from the Manticore' barrels directly exploded in the spot where M16 had originally stood!

Even though M16 had tried her best to dodge, she still couldn't avoid getting several wounds from the exploding fragments on her body!

Tsk! This time it was really tough!

With so many Manticore, those Aegis units had already circled around her while she was speaking, and coupled with Agent standing there without taking action, it had to be said, if M4A1 had been left behind instead of her, she would definitely have had no chance of escaping.

But it didn't matter; she could still move with this level of damage to her body... There were still a few gaps in the encirclement of the Aegiss.

As long as she took advantage of the chaos...

"Huh!?" Just as M16 was preparing to take advantage of the smoke from the Manticore' firing to rush out of the gap beside the Aegiss, M16 suddenly groaned, her feet softened, and she squatted down halfway in place.

"This feeling... Heh... has it come?"
The neural cloud was forcibly invaded by something with immense computing power.

This feeling... was both familiar and unfamiliar!

Taking a deep breath, M16 forced herself to stand up with the firepower support platform in her hand, her eyes staring tightly at the distance behind Agent.

Over there, there was a figure that wasn't tall, and could even be said to be short, standing on top of one of the Manticore's heads!

Hey, since the Sangvis Ferri's Mastermind had already arrived, she was probably going to be done for here.

Whoosh!

"Huh!?" Just as M16 was calculating her chances of escape, the sound of a word came closer from far away, sounding like some kind of aircraft was rapidly approaching...?

Turning her head to follow the sound, M16 didn't even have time to carefully examine the appearance of the aircraft, and was startled by the T-Doll hanging underneath it with a steel cable!

AR15!?

What the hell!? Hasn't this girl already gone to that guy Renault's... Oh, did Griffin issue a commission to Renault again?

But what exactly is AR15 doing!?

Hanging herself under the aircraft with a steel cable, what kind of stunt is this!?
Are you some kind of acrobat!?

When did the tactical Dolls produced by Lab 16 have this kind of function!?

Surprised for a moment, M16 immediately realized what AR15 was trying to do...

This was clearly an attempt to directly pull her away from here!

Great idea, right!?

But could you slow down a bit!?

At the speed this aircraft is flying, if AR15 were to crash into her directly in a moment, she would definitely be turned into a pile of scraps!

You! What have you learned from following that guy Renault these days!?

Where did that clear-thinking, methodical AR15 go!?



...



"WuHu! Simonov's back again!"

"Don't shout! Focus! Have some professionalism! Be steady! Don't let AR15 smash into the ground!" Executioner stood behind the driver's seat, nervously shouting at Simonov.

Looking at Agent standing not far from M16, and Elisa standing on top of the Scorpion Armor behind her, Executioner suddenly felt a little weak in her heart.

But fortunately, they didn't need to descend into battle this time, as long as AR15 could succeed once in lifting M16, they would consider it a success.

And they didn't have time to entangle with Agent and her companions now, the main task objective now was to see only one M16, the other two members of AR Team hadn't been seen yet.

"Don't worry! I'm the steadiest pilot among everyone at home! No one can match me! Not even that UMP45!" Simonov boasted proudly.

But it had to be said that this guy did have some skills, even without looking at the surveillance system below, Simonov still firmly controlled the altitude of the aircraft, allowing AR15 hanging below to maintain a degree of being able to grab M16 without colliding with the ground.

"Sigh, what a rare opportunity, but now we can't even fire a shot, it's really a pity!" AK47 sat in the gunner's seat, holding his head in frustration.

"Well, after all, this mission is a rescue mission, not to kill those Sangvis Ferris, each of those shells cost money." A-91 shook the wine jug in her hand and said with a smile.

Seeing A-91's actions, AK47 couldn't help but envy and scratched her head, "Why can you drink during missions! That's not fair!"

"Hehe, as long as you can guarantee that you can stay sober after drinking, and it won't affect your work, the commander won't mind." Hearing A-91's words, the Executioner and AK47 both sighed.






Chapter 83: Who Spilled the Wine!



As AR15 squinted at the M16 within arm's reach, she seized the opportunity and hoisted M16 onto her shoulder!

Crunch!

"Oof!"

Even though AR15 had avoided the vital spots for dolls, there was still the sound of bones breaking in M16's body!
Plus, AR15's shoulder happened to hit this guy's stomach, causing M16 to immediately start retching.

Quickly shutting down her body's biomimetic feedback system, M16 looked at the ground gradually getting farther away beneath her, checking her injuries...

Tsk, AR15 crashing into her this time was much worse than the injuries inflicted by Sangvis Ferri earlier...

"I say... couldn't we have chosen a more reliable way? My spine is already broken..." Although this kind of injury wasn't lethal for dolls, at least until repaired, her lower body would be in a state where she couldn't stand.

"What's the big deal? Just treat it like the time when Renault fished you out of the sea before, just lie still, it'll save you from running around."

"Huh... how did you know..." Hearing AR15's words, M16's face immediately turned red, feeling somewhat helpless.

That time when Renault fished her out of the sea was probably the most embarrassing moment since she started her career.

Especially the way Renault put her on the bike...

"Here." Without waiting for M16 to shake off her embarrassment, AR15 suddenly raised her hand and pulled out a stack of photos from her sleeve.

The photos vividly captured the scene of her being immobilized and tied to the back seat of the bike like a caterpillar... And this stack of photos was taken from various angles!

All angles covered! No blind spots!

"You! Where did you get these!? Is it from that MDR!?" Seeing the photos in AR15's hand, M16's anger flared up instantly.
If she wasn't still holding onto her imprintd weapon and firepower support platform, she would have snatched these photos back by now!

But M16 was still rational. After all, they were now hundreds of meters in the air, and the speed was very fast. When she was speaking just now, if they weren't close, she might not have even heard AR15's voice.

"Got her! A-91! Close the hatch!"

"Got it!"

Just as M16 was getting impatient, a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder, pulling her into the cabin of the aircraft.

With AR15 no longer bearing her weight, she reached up and grabbed the hatch, climbing up with a flip.

"It went quite smoothly. Agent's reaction was a bit slow, wasn't it?" After securing M16 in her seatbelt, Executioner leaned against the porthole, watching Agent's movements below.

Adjusting the Nemeum' attack mode on-site to raise their barrels to deal with the aircraft in the sky, it was quite a creative move, but unfortunately, it was useless.
By the time these Nemeum adjusted, their aircraft had already flown out of their range.

Seeing Executioner, M16 was also startled, but thinking that AR15 had pulled her onto this aircraft, it was basically certain that it was Renault's aircraft.
She had already known before arriving at Griffin Base last time that there was probably more than one Sangvis Ferri doll on Renault's side. She just didn't expect Renault to be capable of directly turning Sangvis Ferri dolls, who had no good feelings towards humans, into his subordinates.

"AR15, this time it should be Renault receiving Griffin's commission, right?" Looking at AK47, who was sitting next to her looking frustrated, and the tipsy A-91, M16 sighed with relief and asked AR15.

Although she believed that M4 would definitely be able to escape with SOP2, she naturally hoped to learn some more precise information compared to her own speculations.

"Hmph, if you were still together at the time, maybe we would have already brought you all up. Why do you guys always insist on acting separately?" Hearing M16's words, Executioner said somewhat discontentedly.

Originally, Renault had Simonov pilot the aircraft over mainly to find the AR Team, who were acting alone.

But I didn't expect these AR Team guys, even after separating from the Griffin main force, to split even a three-person squad in half. Why can't these guys trust the power of teamwork a bit more in such crucial moments?

Hearing Executioner's words, M16 smiled helplessly and shrugged her shoulders.

Seeing M16's actions, Executioner rolled her eyes, "Thanks to you guys, our prohibition time is going to be extended again."

As she said this, Executioner took out a bottle from her pocket, feeling a bit regretful, but even though she had stock on her, she didn't dare to drink. If she drank now, she would be in for it when she got back to Renault.

Seeing the bottle Executioner took out, M16 licked her lips and stared at the bottle of liquor in Executioner's hand, her gaze suddenly becoming intense.

Of course, she was looking at the bottle of liquor in Executioner's hand.

"Wanna drink?" Seeing M16's expression, Executioner raised an eyebrow and directly handed the bottle to M16.

M16 was suddenly taken aback by Executioner's action.

She didn't expect this person to be so generous. Did she just give away her stash like that?

"Don't look at me like that. We can't drink now, so while you drink, we can at least smell it, right?" Executioner said so, and glanced at AK47 beside her. They exchanged glances and smiled.

Can't drink? Well, then we won't, but can't we at least smell it and satisfy our cravings!?

That A-91! Stingy as hell! She even put a straw in her own jug! Plus, she hardly ever speaks, so even though A-91 enjoys herself, they can't even smell a thing!

"Well, thanks!" Seeing this, M16 immediately twisted off the bottle cap and gulped down a big mouthful!

Seeing M16's actions, AR15 suddenly felt a headache and rubbed her temples, "You're beyond help, it's already so late, and you still want to drink!"

Drip! Drip!

But just as AR15 finished speaking, a few faint dripping sounds suddenly came from beneath M16.

"Huh? What's that sound!? Hey! I said, even if we can't drink, don't waste it! Who spilled the wine on the ground!?" Simonov, who was sitting in the front driver's seat, was the first to react.

The strong smell of alcohol, coupled with the sound of dripping water, must have been caused by the guys behind spilling the alcohol on the ground!

But when Simonov said this, there was no response, taking advantage of the stable flight of the aircraft, Simonov turned her head to take a look.

However, when she turned around, what she saw was Executioner, AK47, and even AR15 forcibly holding back their laughter.

As for the reason...






Chapter 84: Hurry Up and Move!

"Did Simonov's team receive the AR Team?" Renault asked M1 Garand next to him as he looked at the group of Griffin dolls rushing toward the cargo bay door.

"They did, but only M16. M4A1 and SOP2 split up from her before we arrived," M1 Garand replied with a somewhat grim expression as she looked at the information coming from A-91.

Their mission this time was mainly to rescue the AR Team from the Sangvis Ferri's encirclement. These Griffin dolls were just additional support, and their importance was clearly not as high as that of the AR Team. After all, the AR Team was still in the experimental phase, and none of them could back themselves up onto the Neural Cloud Map.

On the other hand, the other Griffin units were different. Even if they were wiped out by the Sangvis Ferri, it would only be a loss of some T-Dolls for G&K.

As long as Griffin's base remained intact, the mental cloud map data of the dolls was not lost, and Griffin could recreate these dolls at any time.

For Griffin, the loss was just some dolls.

"Alright, let UMP45 and 40 pay attention to the signals of M4A1 and SOP2. If possible, contact those two immediately," Renault said, waving his hand.

This was really a miscalculation.

They thought it would only take an hour, and even if the AR Team wasn't doing well, they could hold out in the hands of the Sangvis Ferri.
But they didn't expect these guys to split up.

But this should be M16's idea.

"How long ago did those two split up from M16?"

As long as they knew the approximate time they split up, they could roughly grasp the trajectory and general direction of M4A1 and SOP2's actions.

After all, independent doll action capabilities had limits.

As long as they knew the approximate range of those two, they could directly contact them with the detection system on the ship.

Then it wouldn't take long to either fly the ship over to pick them up or have Simonov rush over. "Sixteen minutes and forty-seven seconds ago."

"Well, they shouldn't have run too far." But they had definitely run out of the Sangvis Ferri's encirclement. Safety shouldn't be a concern...

"Renault! We might have trouble here!" Just as she spoke, communication from UMP45 suddenly intervened into the communication system of the cargo bay, and UMP40's face also appeared in the holographic image.

But the expressions of the two at this time looked very serious, obviously the trouble UMP45 mentioned was not a small matter.

"The Sangvis Ferri armored units to the north are being continuously annihilated! It seems the military is taking action!"

"What does that have to do with us?"

The military is attacking the Sangvis Ferri?

What kind of trouble is this? Just attack them, it won't affect them over here.

"The military has sent artillery strike warnings to the Griffin dolls in this area!"

"So those guys with their heads full of porridge are going to shell our location?"

Are they crazy?

When the Sangvis Ferri ambushed in this area before, they didn't attack directly.
Now all the Griffin dolls are surrounded, and these guys think of shelling?

And they even want to shell the Griffin doll units directly above their heads?

Which side are you on? Can't you stab us in the back a little less obviously?

"Wait, if those guys' artillery strikes can reach here, then the area to the north is not far from the military's control area?" Thinking of this, Renault suddenly twitched his eyes. He pulled up a terrain map, and calculated M4A1 and SOP2's route.

The Sangvis Ferri's encirclement had weak points, and this area was no different.
It was the area north, close to the military control area. Even if the Sangvis Ferri's armored units were approaching this kind of place, they still needed to act cautiously.

Therefore, the direction towards the military control area was the weakest link in the Sangvis Ferri's encirclement.

If M4A1 and SOP2 wanted to break out of the encirclement, heading north would definitely be the most successful way.

Coincidence? Or did the Sangvis Ferri do this intentionally?

Thinking of this, Renault couldn't help scratching his head.

Now, if M4A1 and SOP2 directly enter the military control area... it would have been fine if the Sangvis Ferri hadn't deployed so many armored units in this area.

The military's defense might not be very tight, but now...

Those two, I'm afraid they've just entered the military's control area and are about to face off against the military's droids...

Compared to the Sangvis Ferri's armored units, the droids of the military were all equipped with armor plates, and they had omitted the space used to install bionic devices on their bodies.

They all installed armor and more advanced fire control devices.

Coupled with a variety of combat units, the combat power was not on the same level as the Sangvis Ferri's armored units!

Although there may not be as many in quantity as on the Sangvis Ferri's side, they had someone commanding them!

The operational efficiency would be much higher with every little and big affair controlled by an elite combat doll.

"Tell the Griffin dolls to hurry up, grab the command of these dolls first, and if they delay any longer, the artillery strikes will land on our heads." Renault glanced at the time of the artillery strike warning sent by the military, sneered, and turned his head to M1 Garand beside him.

"Understood."

Hearing this, M1 Garand nodded. Before, these Griffin dolls were somewhat skeptical of this suddenly arriving ship that came to pick them up.

Some of them were even stubborn, after all, although this ship was flying the Griffin flag, there was absolutely no such ship among Griffin.

In a skeptical state, the doll's movements were naturally not fast, but not slow either.

Moreover, fortunately, M4A1 had used her temporary command authority to gather all the Griffin squads together for withdrawal. Otherwise, they would still need to search around for those Griffin dolls.

But even if the speed wasn't slow, compared to the speed of the military's artillery strikes, it was still much slower!

Just as M1 Garand forced MDR to snatch the command of these dolls, the distant sky was already filled with the whistling of shells!

"Hurry up! Get on the ship! If you don't want to be blown into pieces and sent back to the furnace, hurry up and run!" Nagant Revolver shouted loudly while wearing powered armor, lifting up those T-Dolls who were injured and unable to move and carrying them into the cargo hold.

"Don't worry about the dummy dolls! Get on board first and then talk!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

MG3 and NZ75 also shouted hoarsely, urging those tactical dolls to move faster.





Chapter 85: Tracking

"Poof!"

Upon hearing Simonov's perplexed inquiry, Executioner and her companions couldn't help but burst into laughter!

"Hahaha! This is the first time I've seen someone not even noticing their stomach leaking!"

Huh? What's this?

As Executioner and her cohorts laughed, M16 lowered her head to inspect the wound on her abdomen.

When AR15 had lifted her just now, in order to prevent the pain from affecting her movements too much, she had simply turned off the pain simulation on her body.

Who would have thought that she was so preoccupied with drinking at the moment that she forgot to check her wound.

As a result, all the liquor she had just consumed flowed out through the cracks, mixed with the circulating liquid from her body, and flowed incessantly.

"What a waste! Seriously! You guys should do something about it! Be careful, all that alcohol might flow into the turret below!" Upon hearing the laughter of Executioner and her companions, Simonov also understood what was going on and quickly urged them.

Although Renault had already protected the turrets and components, who knew if there would be any problems soaking in alcohol? It was better to clean it up quickly.

At the sound of this, AK47 didn't stand idly by either, and she took out a cloth from the miscellaneous box to wipe the liquid off the ground.
Naturally, M16 felt embarrassed to continue drinking.

After all, drinking a sip and spilling it all over the floor... was a bit too embarrassing...

AR15 laughed a few times and then stopped paying attention. She still had to send a message to Renault, and M4A1 had not been found yet.

"15, any news from M4?" Watching AR15, who was still staring at her phone, M16 put away the bottle and looked at AR15 with some concern.

Originally, AR15's expression was not very serious, but after her phone rang, her expression instantly became serious, indicating that it was definitely not good news.

"Well, there is, but it's not good news. They're breaking through in the direction of the military."

"Oh? That shouldn't be a problem. The military hasn't been paying much attention to Sangvis Ferri's affairs lately..."

Even though things were chaotic on Griffin's side, with the base and even Kryuger about to be wiped out by Sangvis Ferri, the military guys in that direction hadn't made any moves.

Moreover, the defense in the military's direction was relatively weak, so even if M4 and SOP2 briefly entered the military-controlled area, there shouldn't be any problem.

As long as they left before those military guys reacted.

"No, that was the situation before. Not long ago, the military just issued a warning of artillery strikes, and the location was right..."

Swoosh!

Boom!

Before AR15 could finish her sentence, the sharp whistling of shells could be heard, followed by the sound of shells hitting the ground and causing huge explosions!

The thick smoke rising into the sky, accompanied by the instantaneous shockwave, even made the aircraft start trembling violently!

"Damn it! These guys! Is this intentional!?" Simonov, sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the direction of the explosion and couldn't help but shout anxiously.

Not only were there Griffin Dolls in that direction, but their ship was also there.

"Hold on tight, it's not over yet!" A-91 also shouted loudly, reaching over to buckle AK47's safety belt beside her.

AR15 and Executioner also immediately sat down.

The whistling in the sky indicated that there wasn't just one attack, and the aircraft was already shaking violently from just one attack, so the next attacks...

Hopefully Simonov's driving skills are reliable enough!

Boom! Boom!

Before M16 could say anything else, consecutive explosions rang out directly on the ground not far away!

For a moment, the Sangvis Ferri on the ground was directly scattered by the bombardment from the sky!

Even Agent and the Sangvis Ferri's main brain, Elisa, had to immediately transfer away from the bombardment area.

However, the location of the subsequent artillery strikes by the military made a group of Sangvis Ferri somewhat confused, because the landing points of the bombardment did not spread towards Sangvis Ferri, but towards the direction where Griffin was evacuating!

"I think these guys clearly want to wipe out all of Griffin's squads!"

According to the trend of the artillery strikes, it wouldn't be long before the strikes landed directly on Renault's ship.

It was uncertain whether the ship built by the self-driving commander could withstand the bombardment, but those Griffin Dolls who hadn't had time to board the ship definitely wouldn't survive!

"You've seen the situation! Those military guys are now moving towards the border of Griffin's controlled area! I can't guarantee that they won't capture M4 and SOP2 directly!"

After being captured, what kind of fate awaits them... It can be foreseen that these military guys have no intention of treating these tactical dolls kindly!

Hearing AR15's words, M16's expression also darkened again, and under her tightly furrowed brows, the gaze in her eyes was almost frightening.

"I know which direction M4 and the others went!" M16 didn't hesitate, despite the violent shaking of the aircraft, and turned her head to shout at Simonov, who was driving in front.

"Then hurry up and give a direction! We'll fly over to check the situation now! If we can save them, we'll immediately pick them up! If not, we'll wait for the commander to arrive!"

Hearing this, M16 quickly uploaded the direction and approximate position through Griffin's communication protocol to the communication channel.

Simonov didn't hesitate either. After all, Renault's order passed to them by M1 Garand was almost the same.



...



Most of the shockwaves generated by the bombardment were blocked by the huge body of the aircraft, which saved those Griffin dolls who hadn't entered the cargo hold from being thrown into danger.

"Is there anyone left!?"

"Everyone who's still alive and whose mental cores aren't damaged is here!"

After counting the number of people and confirming that no one was left behind, MG3 decisively closed the cargo hold door.

"All right! Welcome aboard, passengers! There may be a little turbulence next, so if you have any complaints... please bear with it!" UMP45 spoke through the ship's broadcast system to the large group of Griffin dolls in the cargo hold.

Renault, upon hearing this, rolled his eyes. Why didn't he notice earlier how mischievous UMP45 could be?

Looking at the many dolls standing in the cargo hold, although MDR had forcibly taken over command, there were still a large number of dolls here with blank stares.

After all, on a day like today, first losing contact with their own commander, and then being besieged by Sangvis Ferri's armored units.

Now they had almost been bombarded by regular army artillery...






Chapter 86: It's Better to Send Them Away Sooner

"Isn't all of this a bit too surreal?"

"No, no, no, you need to recognize reality, my foolish sister!"

"Get lost! Who do you think you're calling sister? I'm you! Do you even have the nerve to call yourself sister?"

Upon hearing her words being refuted by Griffin's MDR in front of her, MDR sitting in the power armor in front of her opened the front cockpit and gestured with her finger, then looked down at the other person from a high vantage point.

"Hmph, who asked you, this guy, to be inferior to me in performance, treatment, and even condition? If not a sister, then what? Moreover, my memory here has remained the same as when I left the factory!" MDR said complacently.

"Tch!"
Griffin's MDR, who had lost half an arm, pursed her lips discontentedly, but then remembered the equipment on her body,
"Humph! See this? This is the latest-issued force shield! You old fossil have never seen it, right?"

"Humph, I don't need such weak things at all. Can that force shield be as sturdy as my power armor? And what's there to show off? If that thing worked, how could you be missing half an arm now?"

"Uh... forget it, say what you want. Where exactly are we going?" Griffin's MDR found herself unable to refute and heaved a sigh of relief, leaning back against the equipment box behind her and sitting down.

"First, we'll go find the two targets commissioned by the Griffin, and then naturally, we'll send all of you back to Griffin to continue your hard work." MDR smirked, controlling the palm of the power armor to reach out and directly intercept a Doll trying to slip past her.

"You little guy, don't you know the rules? Didn't I tell you to stay within the range of the cargo hold obediently? The upper deck garage area is not a place you can go."

Now, besides her, there were CF05 and a few others here keeping an eye on these Griffin Dolls from running amok, while everyone else was waiting near the cargo hold door in the garage.

Renault was also over there. After all, the remaining two members of AR Squad were likely already captured by the military, and there might be conflicts with the military's autonomous units and even human soldiers later, so they needed to be prepared for a direct airdrop.

"P7, this is not Griffin's base. Be careful not to run around and fall from thousands of meters high later."

MDR naturally knew this restless little guy, a frequent visitor to the Griffin's anonymous forum.
Most of the time, it was the Griffin's MDR posting that made P7 famous.

After all, P7 was quite a troublemaker, and compared to the usual live streams of regular work, the Griffin's MDR naturally preferred to post something more eye-catching.

"Wuu... I just want to see if the commander is here..."

"Where is the commander..."

"Where are we going exactly?"

"Who has spare batteries? I seem to be running out of power."

Setting P7 down, MDR also looked somewhat distressed at the numerous tactical Dolls in the cargo hold.

In the absence of combat, these Griffin T-Dolls wouldn't be as silent and obedient as the military's droids.

Now, the entire cargo hold was as noisy as millions of ducks.

MDR also felt for the first time that having too many people was also a headache. She had thought about bringing back a few more Griffin Dolls earlier.

And how did Renault endure this normally? After all, with so many Dolls at home, including Sangvis Ferri Dolls, the number wasn't small, and the usual noisy scenes weren't any better than now.

And she had only taken over the command authority now, this noisy environment coupled with the repeated inquiries and various requests from the communication channel... was already giving her a headache.

It seems that being a commander is not easy...

"MDR! The batteries are here! And there are also many protective devices for the mental cores!" NZ75 and C96 came over with several trolleys, some batteries for recharging Doll power in emergencies, and some protective devices for preserving Doll mental cores.

Most of the Griffin Dolls brought aboard were actually injured, with conditions not too severe, like the Griffin's MDR just losing an arm or some minor damage to the chassis.

And a small part of them couldn't move anymore, some because their power ran out, and some because their chassis was severely damaged.

The most seriously damaged tactical Dolls had already shut down and crashed.

Although Renault did not give orders, he had let them handle it as they saw fit. Therefore, they felt that if they could save those who had crashed or were severely damaged, they would do so subconsciously.

It didn't have much to do with the final reward, they just instinctively wanted to do so.

Renault didn't object to this either. It wasn't a bad thing, at least after removing the lower-level protocol restrictions, his Doll didn't go down the wrong path, which was actually quite good for him.

After all, compared to turning his Dolls into steel-hearted warriors, he preferred to keep his Dolls in this kind-hearted state.

Although they were quite ruthless in battle...




Chapter 87: Urgently in Need of Maintenance

"Can't we still not get in touch with Griffin headquarters?" Negev furrowed her brow as he watched nearby, where several restless Doll figures were being intercepted, almost like children being soothed, to prevent them from entering the MDR range within the hangar. She turned to TAR-21 beside her and inquired, "Is it still impossible to establish contact with Griffin headquarters?"

"No, we are still within Sangvis Ferri's interference range, and... it seems there's another type of interference now."

"Is it coming from this ship?"

"No, the source of interference isn't here. There's nothing wrong with this ship, except..."

Except for the mysterious command authorization on that MDR.

Really, this kind of inexplicable command authorization was just to deceive newcomers. Any Advanced T-doll who had served in Griffin for a while could detect something amiss.

But that's probably the point, to pacify most of the Dolls. Even if the advanced Dolls sensed something amiss, they wouldn't do anything too drastic given the current situation.

"I feel like I've seen these Dolls on this ship before. The commander should be called Renault, and he seems to be a private security contractor." Galil, looking at Negev's serious expression, patted Negev's shoulder and said.

"You've seen them before?" Negev turned her head in suspicion, only to realize that the Galil in front of her wasn't the same Galil from her squad...

Well, it's another Low grade Doll that looks the same.

But this kind of thing was common.

After all, under normal circumstances, Dolls of the same model looked alike, and theoretically, they all had the same type of engraved weapons. It wasn't uncommon to have one or two Dolls with identical appearances.

And... the Galil in her squad seemed to be very close to the Galil in front of her...

Hey! Don't stand together like that! Now visually, it's completely impossible to distinguish between them!

"Ah, I've seen them before when I was at the commander's base. It seems like it was nearly a year or two ago. At that time, this group of Dolls also helped take down many rampaging droids. But look, their team seems to have expanded a lot too! I didn't expect that in just two years, they've even equipped with a flying ship. Ah, our commander is really..."

"Galil! What are you saying here!?"

Negev watched helplessly as Galil was dragged away by a Tokarev.

"Eh! Eh! I was just chatting!"

"Where's the time for chatting!? Sten MK2 is about to fall apart! Come and help!"

"But I don't have any repair experience!"

"Who needs you to repair! Come and help hold up Sten's leg!"

Seeing the body parts thrust into her hands, Galil twitched her lips. "Isn't it unnecessary? Let the commander buy a new body after we return..."

"Where would we get so much money!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Negev and TAR-21 sighed and exchanged glances. There were definitely many Dolls with serious body damage like Sten MK2.

Previously, thanks to AR Squad's solo departure, they led the Sangvis Ferri armored units away from them. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many severely injured Dolls around them.

To be precise, they didn't even have the opportunity to bring these injured comrades with them. It was thanks to AR Squad's efforts that they managed to bring most of the injured, and even the crashed tactical Dolls, onto this ship.

But even so... after these Dolls returned, they probably wouldn't... wouldn't be repaired unless strongly requested by some commanders.

After being sent back to Griffin, these Dolls would only undergo mandatory activation after emergency repairs, followed by waking up on another new body after their minds were backed up.

It's not that they couldn't be repaired directly, but if they did so, the repair costs might even be higher than replacing a new body...

Replacing a new body only required the machines to work, and if the body damage wasn't too severe and the main body wasn't seriously damaged, they could be repaired directly, which the repair bay could handle.

But if the body was severely damaged and multiple parts were damaged or lost, the repair bay would be insufficient.

Of course, it's not that they couldn't be repaired, but the cost was too high...

As Negev sighed at the many severely injured Dolls around her, CF05 also scratched her head in distress.

Although all the Griffin Dolls had boarded the ship, at least one-third of them were severely injured Dolls.

Some Dolls were in very dangerous conditions now, and if they were delayed any longer, they would soon follow the fate of those crashed Dolls.

"Commander, do you have time now? Those injured Dolls..."

CF05 couldn't think of a solution, so she could only go ask Renault if there was any way. Watching those Dolls stop functioning before her eyes was really uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid not now. We're about to enter the military's control zone. It'll be possible after we retrieve the remaining two unlucky ones from AR Squad. If it's urgent, go find Scarecrow. She knows some repair techniques, and Hunter can help too."

Most of Sangvis Ferri's elite Dolls had some repair skills, although they might not be able to repair Dolls to be as good as new, they could at least ensure that the Dolls wouldn't deteriorate due to injuries.

As for Intruder and Maria, the former was a bum, and the latter was a bit scatterbrained.

Renault didn't expect these two to be of much help.

As for the Ouroboros that hadn't had the chance to replace its body yet?

It's better to leave it out.

After seeing so many Griffin Dolls, who knows what that hotheaded guy might do.

"Hey? But is that okay? Didn't Scarecrow say they're not suitable for exposure?"

When they went on a mission before, except for Executioner, who couldn't help but follow Simonov and others in flying out, all the other Sangvis Ferri Dolls were obediently staying in the cabin.

The Rippers responsible for maintaining hygiene in the cargo hold, and even the Dinergates who often frolicked among the fellow ships, were restrained by Scarecrow and Hunter to stay in places that were unlikely to be seen by the Griffin Dolls.

If she called Scarecrow and Hunter over to repair these Griffin Dolls... wouldn't that negate what they had done?

"It's okay. Just let them wear the Griffin identification codes. These Griffin Dolls won't act recklessly."

Huh? So confident?

CF05 scratched her head, wondering where Renault's confidence came from.

After all, most of the Griffin Dolls were eager to devour every Sangvis Ferri they saw.

"Sten! Wait here. I'll go find two guys who can repair for you!"






Chapter 88: Too Much of a Coincidence, Isn't It?

"Repair? Renault said it's possible?" Scarecrow, upon hearing CF05's words, was also taken aback. She exchanged a glance with Hunter nearby, who was debugging a Dinergate.
Despite some uncertainty, she trusted Renault's assurance.

After all, the cargo hold wasn't just filled with Griffin tactical dolls; Renault and G36 were there too, most of them wearing powered armor. If things got messy, they could handle it.

Setting down the drone, Scarecrow nodded to Hunter and then neatly stowed away his tools in a toolbox before picking it up and heading towards the cargo hold.

Hunter did the same. She had plenty of tools, courtesy of Renault. She often maintained the Dinergates and utilized various tools.

"Hey, hey! Wait for me! It's too boring to play chess with this little fool!" Seeing Scarecrow and Hunter leaving, Intruder, who was playing chess with Maria, immediately abandoned the game and joined them.

"Ah! Troublemaker! You rascal! I was about to win! Come back!" Intruder ran off, with Maria in pursuit. Being alone in the lounge wasn't fun anyway.

When CF05 led Scarecrow and the others to the cargo hold, it seemed that apart from a few dolls CF05 had instructed earlier, hardly any other dolls noticed their arrival.

With the change of their Sangvis Ferri-made bodies and their attire, which was different from before, it wasn't surprising that they didn't attract much attention from the Griffin dolls. Their Griffin identification codes must have played a role too. Moreover, the chaotic state of the cargo hold, filled with dolls talking and crying, also helped conceal their presence.

"Over here!" CF05 waved to Scarecrow. Two dolls had damaged power cores and were on the verge of shutdown.

Of course, there were many dolls in similar conditions. Scarecrow assessed the situation and immediately split from Hunter. They each started repairing the dolls in need from different directions.

Essentially, they just had to connect power lines to the dolls' cognitive cores to prevent memory loss due to power failure. They only had tools and a few batteries, so keeping the dolls' cognitive cores running was the best they could do.

If they repaired too many, would Renault pay them less? This was one of the few opportunities to ask for more money from Griffin. It wouldn't be right to miss it.

Rescuing people from Sangvis Ferri's armored units and saving many tactical dolls, along with the AR team's valuable asset, demanded extra compensation. If they didn't ask for more money, they'd be shortchanging Renault's ship.

And this time... the situation didn't seem too optimistic. The ship had already arrived. If they only rescued the AR team from Sangvis Ferri, there would be no reason for Renault to stay in the hangar.

Sangvis Ferri had enough dolls to handle rescues like this.

"Renault, what are you looking at? Aren't we heading back yet?" As Intruder slipped into the crowd, Maria stomped her foot lightly, but ultimately didn't follow.

The Griffin dolls were already in a pitiful state. If she rushed in and pulled out Intruder, the injured dolls might end up dead because of their commotion.

Renault had been watching the holographic images projected by the communicator with a few other dolls. Maria naturally approached, curious about the holograms.

"Not yet, it'll take a while. The AR team hasn't returned yet."

"Oh, okay, then I'll go back first." After glancing around, Maria felt that the cargo hold wasn't a suitable place to linger. After uttering these words, she jogged back to the cabin.

Why did she feel this way?

Of course, many dolls were giving her strange looks...

Shortly after the conclusion of the battle in S09 Area Griffin Base, some of them continued searching for Sangvis Ferri's commanding dolls.

What they found was a person who looked exactly like Maria: Destroyer.

It had been so long, and intelligence about Destroyer had already spread through Griffin's communication channels.
So when Maria appeared, they immediately noticed the similarity.

Why didn't they notice Hunter and Scarecrow, whose information was also widely circulated?

Could they be the same? One was squatting beside the dolls, helping with repairs, while the other was hopping around on the high platform in the hangar. Who would attract more attention was obvious.

However, even after Maria left through the door, the Griffin dolls didn't say anything. They just watched her leave with strange expressions before finally coming back to their senses.

"That guy, she has a Griffin identification code, right? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Of course, it's a genuine Griffin identification code. I even double-checked it. The code is fine, it's definitely Griffin's."

"Well, this is absurd. Now, if someone tells me we're going to fight the military, I'd believe it."

"What are you thinking! Didn't the shelling just now come from the military targeting Sangvis Ferri's armored units?"

"Huh? Isn't that them shelling Sangvis Ferri's armored units? What does it have to do with us?"

"What does it have to do? How can it not? The shells are about to fall on us!" If it weren't for Renault's ship, they would've been blasted into scrap metal like those Sangvis Ferri units.

"Alright, now's not the time to argue about this. I just feel like something's off about this ship... Look at that guy over there helping with emergency procedures for the dolls... Why do I feel like that guy... is Scarecrow?"

"It's not a feeling! It's obvious! He just changed his clothes, and you can't recognize him?"

Clang!

As the dolls argued, the door to the hangar suddenly burst open. Renault, who had been standing by the door, raised his hand to stop the others from following him and then strode out!

He had spotted M4A1 and SOP2, the unlucky pair, who had ended up... right in the military's encirclement...

Why was it such a coincidence?






Chapter 89 Pursuers Behind

"It's always like this! Always rushing ahead by ourselves! When can we take the lead for once!?"

Watching Renault jump down without hesitation, C96 said with a hint of annoyance.

She had just replaced the power armor on the ship today; even though it was only CF05, now it seemed like she wouldn't have much chance to shine.

"Stop thinking about it. Going down is definitely not an option. Just dealing with those Sangvis Ferri armored units is headache enough for us, not to mention adding the military's droid units. We probably won't last until the end of the operation once we go down." BM59 shook her head.

It wasn't that they were not capable, nor that they couldn't defeat those Sangvis Ferri and military dolls. It's just that dealing with these armored units required much more energy than dealing with ordinary Sangvis Ferri infantry.

Moreover, the Sangvis Ferri and military dolls down there all had close-range commanders, whose reaction speed was not comparable to those Sangvis Ferri near the Griffin Base. It wasn't realistic to treat them as easy targets like before.
Consequently, they would need to use more energy to operate the power armor and their own bodies...

"Oh, what a headache. But didn't the Commander install some experimental engine on AR15 before? I wonder when it'll be our turn." SPAS-12 touched her forehead, sighing helplessly.

Vector didn't say anything, but she checked her grenade launcher in her hand and inspected the incendiary grenades in the magazine. Meanwhile, HK416 checked her grenade reserves.
Although the armored units of Sangvis Ferri and the military were armored, the fragmentation damage from grenades was still more effective against such large numbers of enemies than rifles alone.

However, just as they replenished their ammunition, if they relied on these supplies and engaged the enemies below, Renault's expensive ammunition would likely be depleted again. Thinking of this, HK416 looked at the folding axes on the power armor of everyone and then at the demolition axe that SPAS-12 had been holding.

Considering everything, she didn't expect that melee weapons like these would be more cost-effective for them now... Is the era going back to medieval times with this?

Watching the two guns in her hand and the two guns hanging on her body, HK416 shook her head, dispelling the distractions in her mind, and looked towards Renault, who was gliding in the sky.

"Wow! Who would have thought that the Commander's coat could be used like this? How did he glide so far?" M14, who had also come to the door at this time, asked while watching Renault gradually approaching M4A1 and SOP2 in the sky.

"I don't know about that, but it's probably related to the Commander's miraculous ability, what's it called again?" Nagant Revolver said, turning to ask MG3 beside her.

"The Force?"

"No, no, no, it's not a movie character. It's psionic energy! Or maybe psychic power! How did you remember it as the Force? Have you been watching movies with G11 too often?" M1911 shook her head helplessly.

"Is that so? I haven't seen the Commander use it before."

"He has! We used it a couple of days ago when we went to that black market stronghold! I saw it with my own eyes! The Commander caught that crossbow bolt at the last moment! Then, unexpectedly, the bolt exploded! It burst right in the Commander's hand! Guess what happened next?" Nagant Revolver gestured with her arm excitedly, making her movements somewhat ridiculous in the powered armor.

Without waiting for others to ask questions or for Nagant Revolver to reveal the answer, P38 beside her directly intervened.

"Why bother asking? The Commander is fine and dandy, isn't he? Not even a scratch."

"Hey! P38! Let me finish, will you?"

Watching the doll group chatting lively here, HK416 nudged G11, who was about to fall asleep. Most of her time was spent in the training room, not necessarily for training, but she treated the simulated scenarios in the training device as games.

It had to be said that this girl did have talent in combat. If it were another doll, even if they were playing, let alone sitting in the training device for a whole day, they might not be able to endure it.


...


"Hold on a bit longer! SOP2! We'll soon shake off those Sangvis Ferri pursuers behind!" Watching the dense forest ahead, M4A1 couldn't help but relax a bit.

Just a little further ahead was the military-controlled area. Although the military didn't directly attack Sangvis Ferri, as long as Sangvis Ferri units intruded into the military-controlled area and were discovered, they would definitely face the military doll's head-on attacks.

Although leading trouble away like this seemed somewhat unscrupulous, they didn't have many other options now.

To completely shake off those relentless Sangvis Ferri pursuers, they needed to rely on the military's help.

Moreover, as long as they crossed the boundary of the military-controlled area, they should be able to completely escape from Sangvis Ferri's surveillance zone.

Then they could contact the Commander and have headquarters send helicopters or a support team to pick them up from this area.

"M4, I have a bad feeling. The recent artillery strikes seem to be coming from the military positions, right?" Whether it was a beast's intuition or sensing something wrong with the atmosphere around them, SOP2 reminded M4A1 with a serious expression.

"It's probably the military providing artillery support. After all, there are too many Sangvis Ferri units. If they don't take action, the Griffin's doll squad won't be able to hold on." M4A1 didn't speculate, nor did she think that the artillery strikes might be targeting the heads of the Griffin's dolls.

Their cooperation with the military had always been good. The military was responsible for guarding important transportation routes, while Griffin was responsible for the security of large civilian areas. The military had even entrusted missions to Griffin before.

If they were just passing through the edge of the military-controlled area... it shouldn't cause any serious problems... probably...

"Where are you going?"

Just as the two were sprinting towards the invisible boundary line on the map, a ghostly voice suddenly sounded from behind them!

"M4! Watch out!" Hearing the voice, SOP2, unable to turn back in time, directly pushed M4A1 in front of her!

Clang!
The hastily raised gun barrel was directly shattered by the sudden force! The scattered parts and fragments, along with SOP2's arm, were thrown out together!






Chapter 90: A Brief Encounter

"What!? SOP2!?" M4A1, pushed aside by SOP2, quickly scrambled to her feet upon hearing the loud crash, only to witness SOP2 lying on the ground, half of her body twisted and mangled from the impact!

"Argh! I'll kill you!" With one arm broken and her waist and legs severely deformed, SOP2 struggled to launch an attack towards the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll with her remaining hand.

However, the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll didn't give her the chance, simply kicking her aside!

Meanwhile, M4A1 raised her gun, unleashing what remained of her armor-piercing rounds at the Sangvis Ferri figure!

"Hah! Those relics from the last century won't have any effect on me!" The Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll sneered, effortlessly dodging most of M4A1's bullets.

Even though a few bullets managed to hit, the Sangvis Ferri Elite figure appeared unscathed...

Armor!? No... is it a Force Shield device!?

M4A1 had encountered Force shields before, but only on a few elite Dolls. This experimental equipment was far from being widely deployed.

Moreover, equipping such technology was illegal for Griffin, the security contractor. After all, the military only provided such equipment to large armored units, and using it on droids would be too costly.

Therefore, only a small fraction of Griffin's Doll units, those with strong adaptability and body strength, carried this equipment. Naturally, M4A1 didn't have it.

As she hailed from 16Lab, Griffin's technicians, aside from debugging and maintenance, didn't have authorization to add other modules to her.

"Seeing your expression now, it really brings me joy. But unfortunately, I don't have time to linger here and fight you." With these words, the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll swiftly charged towards M4A1 at breakneck speed!

"You!?"

Facing the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll charging towards her, M4A1 quickly raised her hand to block the attack from the side. If it weren't for her sturdy frame and not directly confronting the opponent head-on, she would have suffered the same fate as SOP2, crushed to half her body!

"Hah, it's thanks to you. I was planning to capture a few more Griffin Dolls earlier, but I didn't expect you to jump out and use yourself as bait."

"Sangvis Ferri scum! Die!" Just as the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll finished speaking, SOP2, who had been kicked away earlier, picked up the grenade launcher hanging under her gun and aimed it at the Sangvis Ferri Elite figure!

Boom! Boom!

The Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll, caught off guard, was directly hit by the grenade, solidly!

"Cough! Quite spirited, even in that state. But it's just futile struggling."

Emerging from the explosion's smoke and dust, the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll didn't seem to have suffered any fatal injuries, but appeared slightly worse for wear.

Seeing this, M4A1 immediately raised her gun, preparing to pursue this opponent...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, just as M4A1 was about to pull the trigger, a series of deafening sounds suddenly rang out from the forest!

A barrage of cannon shells directly assaulted the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll!

Tsk!

Even with a Force shield, facing such large-caliber cannons was still overwhelming, forcing the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll to dodge the onslaught.

M4A1 also rushed towards SOP2's direction, but even so, many shrapnel pierced through M4A1's superficial skin, injuring her frame.

As the cannon fire gradually subsided, both the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll and M4A1 realized the appearance of the deep green armored units emerging from the depths of the forest...

At first glance, they resembled the Sangvis Ferri Nemeum, but their particle weapons had been replaced with two cannons.

Military armored units! Hydra!

In addition to these military Hydras, there were countless footsteps rapidly approaching from the depths of the forest!

A large number of military Dolls! There were at least two hundred or more!

Seeing the Military Dolls rushing over, both M4A1 and the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll were startled, completely unexpected these guys would show up here!

This was the southernmost area of the Authority's patrol zone!

Normally, there were no living beings nearby. Under normal circumstances, the Authority's patrol teams consisted of Cyclops at most.

But today, these guys seemed to be mobilizing en masse! In addition to those Doll units they could observe, there were also many footsteps and... the sound of trees being knocked down!

Something big is coming!

Damn it! They just had to come now! Just when things were getting interesting!

The Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll frowned, looking angrily at the rapidly approaching military Dolls.

And M4A1 hoisted SOP2 onto her back. However, just as she was about to make a run for it from this area, a series of heavy vibrations rang out from the direction they had come from!

The Sangvis Ferri Elite's armored units were also here! The Manticores! And leading the charge, a group of Aegis!

"M4! Put me down! You need to go!" With her remaining hand, SOP2 patted M4A1's shoulder, urging her on.

"No! I won't let go! M16 hasn't returned, AR15 hasn't returned! How can I leave you in this kind of place!?" M4A1 roared, lifting SOP2 and rushing in the direction away from the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll.

Although it wasn't the direction she initially intended to go, the most important thing now was to escape from the pursuit of these guys! Otherwise, everything else would be meaningless!

But just as M4A1 picked up her pace and took only a few steps forward, the military Dolls that had previously rushed out from the forest, the group of droids codenamed Cyclops, almost without hesitation, raised their guns and launched an attack towards M4A1!

Similarly, the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll in the other direction also faced the same treatment, with a barrage of bullets directly disabling the Force shield on the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll's body!

Forcing her to dodge and retreat while M4A1 didn't run away, but the current problem... seemed to have become more complicated.

What did these military droids mean?

Why were they targeting even Griffin's M4A1? Fortunately, the Sangvis Ferri's armored units on this side also rushed over while she was talking to M4A1.

If it was only this level of military Dolls, the Sangvis Ferri's chances of winning were quite high!

While M4A1 and the Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll were being chased relentlessly, the Sangvis Ferri's Manticores also charged forward!

Upon encountering the military droids, they didn't hesitate at all, immediately opening fire on the military's Cyclops!

Boom! Boom! Boom!





Chapter 91 Delay

Encountering an attack and then directly counterattacking, this was a very reasonable phenomenon within the thought process of the Sangvis Ferri armored units.

But did the grinning Sangvis Ferri Elite Doll present actually prevent these Sangvis Ferri armored units from retaliating?

Apparently not.

"Are you so happy about this unexpected turn of events?"

When!?

Hearing the sudden voice behind her, Alchemist's heart skipped a beat. She abruptly turned her head to look back, only to find the man had already passed by her side with unhurried steps, following closely behind M4A1 and the other person!

"Who are you!?"

Seeing the somewhat familiar profile of the newcomer, Alchemist quickly searched through her database. After a brief comparison, she discovered that this guy matched perfectly with the one marked 'extremely dangerous' in her database—Renault.

Did this guy come while the Manticores were firing just now?

"You're also targeting that M4A1?"

Seeing Renault walking ahead, Alchemist naturally didn't stand still.

Joking aside, Military Dolls weren't something to mess with!

Although the bullets weren't raining down like a storm, they were still fired intermittently, posing a threat.

Though her Force Shield could gradually regenerate over time, it couldn't withstand prolonged attacks. To completely immune herself from these regular bullet attacks, she'd need to carry a massive Force Shield generator on her back.

Moving around, she could dodge some attacks from the Military Dolls, but her main goal was to keep up with the man in front and continue tracking M4A1, as the main mission was still pending.

But... did this guy also have a Force Shield generator hidden under his coat?

Seeing the bullets deflecting around Renault, Alchemist couldn't help but curiously scan Renault ahead using her own scanning device.

Pistol, sawed-off rifle, grenade launcher, triple-barrel shotgun, hand axe, dagger, smoke grenade, tear gas grenade, hand grenade...

Seeing the scan results from her device, Alchemist's smile froze.

How did this guy manage to conceal so many things under his coat?

And these were just some of the more conspicuous items. Besides these, there were many other scattered items, making it hard to imagine how this guy silently approached her from behind while carrying so many odds and ends...

"Someone's paying."

Hearing Alchemist's question behind him, Renault responded directly.

"Oh? Just because someone's paying, you're recklessly running into this war zone?"

Humans sure have strange ideas.

"Strange? What's so strange about it? It's just work, no different from you desperately chasing after M4A1 behind that guy."

"You..."

Hearing this explanation, Alchemist was left speechless.

What did this guy mean by saying that?

...Huh!?

Boom! Boom!

Just as Alchemist was about to say something, she noticed that the military's two "Cerynitis" units in the distance had aimed their cannons at her!

While regular bullets could be withstood using the Force Shield, she couldn't afford to take hits from the "Cerynitis" units' cannons!

Her Force Shield wasn't meant to withstand this kind of weapon attack!

In the brief moment of conversation between her and Renault, both the Sangvis Ferri and the military had already rushed close.

The Manticores, relying on their sturdy external armor, continued to advance under the relentless attacks of the Cyclops Giants. Meanwhile, the Sangvis Ferri's Nemeum's started targeting the "Cerynitis" units in the distance that had set their sights on Alchemist.

This sudden outbreak of battle had gone beyond Alchemist's control. In fact, she couldn't control the situation in this area. None of these armored units were in her command sequence.

She had only brought some regular Sangvis Ferri Dolls to chase after the Griffin Dolls before. In order to catch up with the fleeing M4A1, she had to abandon her own Dolls and chase after them alone.

The Manticores and Nemeums were all being controlled by the mainframe. Her role now was basically just the eyes of the mainframe.

Earlier, when she saw M4A1, she had originally intended to shoot at M4A1's legs to prevent her from escaping. But just as she was about to act, the mainframe directly intervened in her behavior.

So Alchemist changed her target, injuring SOP2 instead.
This way, M4A1 would definitely slow down because of her injured companion. Even if she couldn't directly attack M4A1, she could ensure that the other party couldn't easily shake her off.

However, she didn't expect that the Military Dolls would arrive in time at this critical moment. Moreover, judging from the behavior of those Military Dolls, it seemed that they also had some intention of capturing M4A1.

Because while those Military Dolls were fighting the Manticores, some of the Cyclops had split up and chased after M4A1.

Tch! It's annoying!

Seeing Renault, who had already walked nearly a hundred meters away, even taking the time to light a cigarette halfway, Alchemist couldn't help feeling anxious.

If this continued, not only would Renault shake her off, but she might also lose track of M4A1, who was carrying a wounded person in front!

Coupled with those Cyclops tracking M4A1... If M4A1 ended up in the hands of the military, then the chances of completing the task of bringing M4A1 back to the mainframe would be slim!

The military wasn't a safety contractor!

They didn't just have those ancient weapons from the last century in their hands!

"Move aside!"

It's really annoying! Especially being hindered by these mindless Cyclops!

Although the attacks of the Cyclops couldn't hurt Alchemist, the real threat to her wasn't these guys, but the "Cerynitis" units firing from afar.

These armored units equipped with two cannons had performance capabilities that far exceeded those of the Sangvis Ferri's Nemeums. Coupled with the high firing rate of the cannons, Alchemist was momentarily flustered.

Of course, it was only for a moment. The Manticores and Nemeums weren't just for show!

With the Nemeum firing shots that outpaced the Manticores, the "Cerynitis" units spitting fire tongues were immediately pierced through their armor by the Nemeum's particle weapons!

With the "Cerynitis" units out of the picture, not only did the pressure on Alchemist's side greatly decrease, but the Sangvis Ferri also gained the upper hand for a while!

After all, the Cyclops couldn't face numerous Manticores alone.

Taking advantage of the moment when the pressure on the Sangvis Ferri side eased, Alchemist quickly followed the direction Renault had left.
She could only vaguely see Renault's back now.

And just as Alchemist left the battlefield, a large beam of light came from the direction where the Military Dolls had previously appeared, directly crashing into the Manticores that were preparing to wipe out the Military Dolls!





Chapter 92 Why Are You All Staring at Me Like That?

"Why is M4A1 so fast! Every time she runs away, she manages to find such good terrain, like this forest where you can't see anything at a glance. How Cerynitis she always end up in such favorable terrain?"
Executioner couldn't help but sigh below.

"Do you even need to ask? It must be planned, otherwise how could she randomly run into a forest? It's too good to be true," Simonov said as she adjusted the communication system and scanning device on the aircraft, trying to find M4A1's exact location.

"Alright, Simonov, stop fiddling. The commander has just passed by, let's just wait patiently nearby for news. I don't want to be running around dodging those military armored units later," A-91 said, taking a sip of her drink.
She ignored the intense gaze from AK47 beside her and pointed to the heavy armored units rushing out of the forest on the screen.

"That's... the military's Kratos, isn't it? I didn't expect them to deploy even this level of armored units. Looks like Sangvis Ferri is in for a tough time," M16 remarked, looking enviously at A-91's drink.
However, considering her current situation, she could only smell it and then screw the cap back on.

Hearing M16's words, AR15 standing by the porthole couldn't help but frown, then turned back to look at Simonov with some surprise.

No wonder she stopped flying forward just now. It seems he found the military's heavy armored units...
Although the surface-to-air missiles equipped on those Kratos couldn't deal ith their gunboats, the electromagnetic cannon on those Kratos looked formidable.

Those heavily armored Manticores, when facing the electromagnetic cannons on the Kratos, their once sturdy armor seemed as fragile as paper.

The first attack from the Kratos just now directly pierced through three Manticores lined up in a row!

And the military not only had one Titan, as the first one charged out and knocked down several trees, clearing a space for the following Kratos, a total of five Kratos emerged from the forest one after another!

Previously, dozens of Manticores that had been suppressing the military's Cyclops were directly destroyed by more than ten of those Kratos as soon as they charged out. And this was only the result of one attack from those Kratos.

In addition to these Kratos, the military also sent another large batch of Cerynitis and Cyclops.

Sangvis Ferri, which had always used sheer numbers to deal with Griffin, was truly facing a formidable opponent this time.
The two sides, which had been peacefully coexisting, were now in a chaotic mess at the border between this Griffin territory and the military-controlled area.

"We should still be within the range of the Kratos' attack here, right?" Hearing the continuous roar not far away, AR15 couldn't help but ask Simonov with some concern.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have experience in this kind of situation. Although we can't completely avoid being detected, just lowering the altitude is enough," Simonov reassured as he lowered the altitude of the aircraft.

AR15 and Executioner standing by the porthole could even see the tips of the trees passing by the side of the porthole.

Wow! This guy! I didn't expect her to be so skilled!

Seeing the aircraft smoothly shuttle between the trees, Executioner and the others were also surprised.

"Hey! Now we just need to wait for the commander's signal." After checking the message sent to her phone, Simonov nodded satisfactorily at her own piloting skills.

"Weird, we should be very close to M4, why can't we contact her? Griffin's communication system shouldn't be this bad, right?"

"What's so strange about this? Sangvis Ferri's interference hasn't stopped yet, and the military has also started releasing interference. The only communication device that can be used now is probably Renault's phone."

Seeing the outside except for trees after trees, Executioner also sat down boredly, took out the phone Renault had given her earlier, and thought about sending a message in front of M16, but after thinking about it, she didn't know who to send it to at this time.

"Huh... the phone?"

Under such a situation of two-way interference, a phone that can still be used...

Where did this technology come from?

If 16lab had such technology, they wouldn't have been wandering around S09 for more than a month.

As for Executioner, she couldn't think of what message to send for a while, so she directly initiated a holographic communication with Scarecrow and Hunter.

Scarecrow and Hunter, who were urgently repairing the dolls, after seeing Executioner's communication, didn't suspect anything and directly took out their phones to answer the call.
After all, Executioner was still on a mission at this time, so if there was nothing urgent, she wouldn't contact them at this time.

So, in order to avoid missing any important information or messages, Scarecrow and Hunter almost simultaneously answered the call.

"Hey! Scarecrow! Hunter! What are you two doing at home? I'm very free over here."

As soon as Executioner said this, the surroundings of Scarecrow and Hunter suddenly quieted down, and a group of Griffin's dolls cast their eyes over, with some of the more sensitive Griffin dolls directly scanning the faces of the two and comparing them with the identity information in their database.

The code names Scarecrow and Hunter were quite famous among Sangvis Ferri's elite dolls, after all, there were only a few dolls made by Sangvis Ferri in total.

And these Griffin dolls obviously couldn't have not heard of the names of Scarecrow and Hunter...

Trouble!

Feeling the weird gazes around them, as well as the restless weapons in the hands of those dolls, Scarecrow and Hunter felt a thump in their hearts!

They wished they could tear Executioner, who was not doing her job, into eight pieces!

You! Execute your mission seriously! Why are you calling us when you're free! And you even exposed our identities right away!

How are we going to repair these dolls now!?





Chapter 93: You Call This a Small Task?

"Hey, Executioner, it seems quiet on your end. Has the commander found M4A1?"
P90 quickly leaned over the hangar railing, peering at the holographic image of Executioner surrounded by Griffin dolls.

"Huh? Not yet. Just saw M4A1 and the others running into the forest. The commander went after them, so we should get a signal soon." Executioner scratched his head, glancing outside the porthole at the sky as he spoke.

If Renault had found M4A1's exact location, he would likely signal with a smoke grenade or something similar. Although they could send location information directly to phones, a signal grenade was simpler and clearer.

Even though this might attract nearby military and Sangvis Ferri units, it didn't matter. They only needed to take M4A1 and the other doll.

Find them, then Simonov would fly the aircraft over, and they wouldn't even need to land. Just drop two ropes to bring Renault and the two dolls back, taking less than five minutes.

Meanwhile, in the cargo hold, when P90 and Executioner mentioned M4A1's whereabouts, the attention of the Griffin dolls, previously hostile towards Scarecrow and Hunter, shifted to Executioner's holographic image, hoping to hear some good news.

The AR team had worked hard to distract most of the Sangvis Ferri and armored units to ensure their escape. Naturally, they hoped Renault and the others would bring back all the AR team members intact.

"Hey, Simonov, see any signals?" Feeling the collective gaze on him, Executioner felt uncomfortable, regretting calling to chat with Scarecrow at a time like this.

"What's the rush? The commander just went up two minutes ago! How could there... Oh! There's the signal!" Simonov exclaimed as a firework-like smoke grenade exploded in the sky ahead.

"Oh! Here we go! Something's happening! Hang up for now! They should be back soon!" With that, Executioner hung up.

Seeing Executioner's holographic image disappear, Scarecrow and Hunter breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was some good news, and it diverted the attention of the dolls, but repairs still had to continue.

Seeing the silent dedication of Scarecrow and Hunter as they repaired the heavily damaged dolls, the other Griffin dolls felt awkward, scratching their heads and reluctantly putting down their weapons.

P90, standing on the hangar platform, relaxed seeing the situation and shrugged at MDR, who happened to glance over.

Must admit, having so many dolls gathered on their own ship was quite a scene, especially seeing so many dolls heavily injured. Even P90 felt the urge to rush down and battle the Sangvis Ferri armored units.

But it would be pointless. Aside from the lack of other Griffin dolls below, they didn't need to engage in such actions themselves, as they all had access to Sangvis Ferri permissions.

Though they couldn't control the Sangvis Ferri on a large scale like the mainframe, grabbing control of a dozen or so Sangvis Ferri wouldn't be a problem.

So, rushing down for a fight was clearly not a good choice. After all... the number of Sangvis Ferri below, just from what they could see, was already in the tens of thousands, far outnumbering what they could control.

It was evident that Sangvis Ferri's mainframe had gone all out this time, pulling out most of its forces to capture M4A1... She really was a popular one.

Seeing the Griffin dolls smiling at the news of the AR team, P90 couldn't tell if they were happy that the AR team would return unharmed or if they were just glad to be returning to Griffin base themselves. But at least the atmosphere in the cargo hold was different from before.

"By the way, do you think the commander has already encountered the military's autonomous units? The signal shows they've crossed Griffin's contracted zone and are now officially engaging with the Sangvis Ferri."

"Then they should be fine. With the military and Sangvis Ferri fighting, the commander can take advantage and sneak the AR team out. See, the script's already written."

MP5 and UMP9 chatted, while HK416 looked at UMP9, who had unexpectedly appeared. "9, aren't you supposed to be on the bridge with 40 and 45? Why are you here?"

"Uh, the bridge is too boring, and lately, whenever I see 45 and 40 together, I feel a strange toothache sensation, even though I haven't eaten too many sweets."

UMP9 spoke, touching her cheek in bewilderment.

"Hehe! Children don't understand!"
Hearing UMP9's words, Nagant Revolver and M1911 glanced at each other, then simultaneously spoke to UMP9.

"What do you mean children? You two are the ones acting like children!" UMP9 retorted, then walked up to Nagant Revolver and M1911, puffing out her chest to compare their heights.

Choosing not to switch to taller bodies, Nagant Revolver and M1911 were visibly shorter than UMP9.

"Hmph, we're not children! Unlike some brats who want to show off their height!"

"Haha!?"


...


"Boss, there's some news here you should take a look at..." Geralt, sitting on the sofa browsing through the material collection report handed to him by his assistant, was interrupted by his assistant's voice.

The assistant also sent a document to his tablet.

"Hmm? What's this news? The military and Sangvis Ferri's rogue units are engaged in a fierce conflict? This location... why does it sound familiar?"

"It's Mr. Renault! They said they were going to this place before!"

"What!? Here!? So...! That guy's idea of completing a small task was to charge into the conflict zone between the military and Sangvis Ferri!?"

What kind of small task is this!?

How many security contractors in the world have the audacity to jump into a head-on clash between the military and Sangvis Ferri and stir things up?





Chapter 94: Ammunition Depleted

"Tsk! This guy, he's really crossing the line! His speed is ridiculously fast!"
Watching Renault vanish ahead in a flash, Alchemist who had just shaken off the military doll figures muttered irritably.

They couldn't afford any further delay. The military's doll units were proving to be more challenging adversaries than she had anticipated, with combat effectiveness far surpassing that of Griffin's tactical dolls.

While each of the military Cyclops units might not individually match up to Griffin's elite dolls, their collective strength in group combat was formidable. The combined force of a group of Cyclops units far exceeded that of a Griffin doll carrying a full complement of Dolls.

Moreover, the strange artillery fire from behind gave Alchemist a foreboding sense. If the military intended to attack Sangvis Ferri, the number of doll units sent wouldn't be limited to just those she had seen earlier!

With time pressing, Alchemist caught sight of Renault's figure again, and the familiar sound of gunfire echoed from the dense forest ahead.

The sound of M4A1's gun, along with the Cyclops' gunfire, which she had grown tired of, echoed once more.

It seemed they couldn't avoid a fight after all. She had originally planned to let M4A1 and her team escape the military's pursuit, while also depleting M4A1's ammunition to reduce her combat effectiveness. Then, she would capture M4A1 later.

Now, it seemed unlikely that her plan would succeed. Even if M4A1 managed to escape the military, there was still Renault ahead, eyeing her menacingly.

Bang bang bang!

The intermittent sound of M4A1's gunfire echoed from the front. After knocking down several Cyclops units closely following her, M4A1 immediately slung SOP2 over her shoulder and charged forward!

She no longer had much time to ponder their future route. Besides the dozen or so Cyclops units chasing them from behind, the forest seemed to have been infiltrated by the military.

Every now and then, they encountered small groups of Cyclops units head-on!

With hardly any ammunition left, M4A1 had lost the ability to directly destroy these Cyclops units. Her armor-piercing rounds had been completely depleted, and she was now using regular bullets.

Unfortunately, these regular bullets, while not entirely ineffective against the Cyclops units, couldn't incapacitate them. Even if she managed to create a few holes, the Cyclops units could still function normally and continue their pursuit.

Not only were her spare rounds depleted, but SOP2 had also given M4A1 all the spare magazines she didn't need at the moment. However, it was not nearly enough. Killing a few military dolls while fleeing was already a stroke of luck.

M4A1's current condition was much worse than when she was caught by Alchemist just moments ago. Whether it was the burden of carrying SOP2 or the coordination between the military dolls, it caused her a lot of trouble.

"M4! Put me down! Be careful on your right!" SOP2, carried on M4A1's shoulder, shouted, urging M4A1 to put her down while loudly warning her of the danger.

Hearing SOP2's cries, M4A1 didn't hesitate to turn around, raise her gun, and fire the remaining bullets in her magazine!

Bang bang bang!

Two of the bullets hit the Cyclops unit's neck, tearing apart its vulnerable circuits, while the remaining bullet directly struck its arm, causing it to drop its weapon to the ground.

Seeing the assault rifle falling to the ground, SOP2, whose eyes lit up, glanced at M4A1, who was adjusting her posture to continue running, then gritted her teeth and pushed M4A1's arm away with her remaining hand!

"SOP2!?" Surprised by SOP2's sudden push, M4A1 turned back in alarm to look!

But she found SOP2 had already used the momentum from falling off her shoulder to roll several times on the ground, reaching the fallen Cyclops unit.

With only one arm left, SOP2 grabbed the fallen assault rifle's handle.

Seeing this, M4A1 quickly ran back a few steps, trying to lift SOP2 again.

"Don't come over! M4! We can't both make it out!" Holding the assault rifle, SOP2 shouted loudly to M4A1.

"But SOP2!"

"Give up, you can't take me with you. You can definitely escape from here on your own."

Click!

As SOP2 spoke, she bit off the authentication module on the assault rifle with her teeth, then used her teeth to pull out a data cable from her intact arm, clumsily connecting it to the assault rifle.

Weapon identification code override... Identity authentication successful... SOP MOD II...

Listening to the voice in her mind, SOP2 used her one hand to replace the magazine from the fallen Cyclops unit.

While M4A1 was frustrated by SOP2's determination to stay behind and hold off their pursuers, she couldn't come up with a practical plan on how to take SOP2 with her...nor any convincing words to persuade SOP2 to leave with her...

Just moments ago, M16 had stayed behind to intercept the Sangvis Ferri pursuers...and now, was it SOP2's turn? Why? It shouldn't be like this!

Bang bang bang bang!

As the two fell into silence, a series of gunshots rang out from the direction M4A1 had just intended to go!

The military dolls! They had somehow gotten ahead of them!?

Before she could be surprised, M4A1 instinctively raised her engraving weapon and pulled the trigger.

Click!

But instead of bullets firing as M4A1 intended, her weapon, which had been empty and on standby, made a chilling sound, with no other response.

Out of ammunition!

While M4A1 was stunned, SOP2 was not. She had picked up the gun to prevent M4A1 from being riddled with bullets!

Bang bang bang bang!

Although she only had one arm left to use, and she wasn't using her own engraved weapon, SOP2's accuracy was not much worse. A barrage of bullets knocked down the two Cyclops units charging at the front!

However, it was only two Cyclops units. For the group of Cyclops units following them, it was just a drop in the bucket!

But M4A1 wasn't ready to give up resistance! Seeing the weapons and ammunition dropped on the ground, and recalling SOP2's earlier actions, she immediately rolled over and pounced on the weapons and ammunition!





Chapter 95: Not Good

"Tsk."

Alchemist, who hurried to catch up with Renault, hadn't even had a chance to search for the traces left by M4A1 and her companion in the surrounding area when she heard Renault ahead seemingly uttering a dissatisfied sound.

Before the sound even faded, Renault, who had been jogging ahead, suddenly picked up his pace and charged forward!

His sudden increase in speed left Alchemist far behind!

This guy!?

Seeing Renault once again pulling ahead, Alchemist couldn't help but suck in a breath, and her cooling system started operating at full capacity!

She hadn't rested at all since following M4A1 and her team over here, and after that, she had experienced a battle, followed by a full-speed sprint to now. Her body was almost overheating.

But it was just a matter of being a bit faster. The Sangvis Ferri combat dolls' bodies were not as fragile as Griffin's tactical dolls, so this was certainly not her limit.

She couldn't afford to let Renault get away! Since he was targeting M4A1, as long as she followed him, she would definitely be able to find M4A1 in the end!

Although Alchemist wasn't sure why she was so confident that Renault could find M4A1's location, Renault at the front didn't pay any attention to Alchemist behind him at this moment.

Hed job was to bring M4A1 back to Griffin's base, not to fight Sangvis Ferri. As long as these Sangvis Ferri units didn't attack her proactively, he wouldn't do anything outside of the contract.

Originally, she thought that M4A1, with a wounded companion, wouldn't be able to run far. But he didn't expect the military to be so serious this time. Numerous military dolls directly rushed into the forest from various borders of Griffin's territory.

And it seemed they could even pinpoint M4A1's exact location... Although he had long known that Griffin's intelligence system was unreliable, she didn't expect it to be this bad. Their own dolls couldn't even contact each other or know where they were, yet the military seemed to have all the information at their fingertips?

Huh, if Griffin couldn't come up with a suitable offer after this, she would have to find out who was behind Griffin directly.

This time, he really miscalculated. She had indeed chased and fought M4A1 and her team before, but now the situation had reversed.

She actually had to step in to help M4A1 and her team take down these military dolls?

She had never seen anything more ridiculous than this!

While thinking about this, Alchemist directly wielded her weapon and charged towards the military dolls despite their overwhelming numbers...

But just as Alchemist had only just rushed out and knocked down a few military dolls, a series of arrows flew out from the depths of the distant forest!

The strong arrows were directly aimed at her face!

Alchemist dodged the first two, but she could only raise her hand to block the third arrow with her weapon!

"Ch!"

However, the penetrating power of these arrows clearly exceeded the limit that her shield could withstand. The shield around Alchemist's body failed to stop them, and her weapon was pierced through directly!

The tip of the arrow was only centimeters away from her nose!

In contrast, on Renault's side, the military dolls shooting arrows from a distance seemed to have not even noticed him!

Not only did those guys ignore Renault, but even the military dolls in front of Renault didn't actively attack him!

Only after Renault attacked them did those military dolls retaliate!

What does this mean!? Are these military dolls intentionally targeting her!?

However, despite her dissatisfaction, Alchemist could only continue to charge forward. The repeated commands from her mainframe to complete the mission had already thrown Alchemist's mind into chaos.

Unlike Alchemist, who was on the verge of a rampage, Renault was calm at this moment. He was just doing business, and no one was constantly urging him to capture M4A1.

The situation on M4A1's side was passable, with a few large trees and some large rocks and pits as cover, so those military dolls couldn't kill the two of them for the time being.

The only bad thing was SOP2's condition. She had only lost half of her arm before, but now...

It seems like her neck is about to break...




Chapter 95: Not Good

"Tsk."

Alchemist, who hurried to catch up with Renault, hadn't even had a chance to search for the traces left by M4A1 and her companion in the surrounding area when she heard Renault ahead seemingly uttering a dissatisfied sound.

Before the sound even faded, Renault, who had been jogging ahead, suddenly picked up his pace and charged forward!

His sudden increase in speed left Alchemist far behind!

This guy!?

Seeing Renault once again pulling ahead, Alchemist couldn't help but suck in a breath, and her cooling system started operating at full capacity!

She hadn't rested at all since following M4A1 and her team over here, and after that, she had experienced a battle, followed by a full-speed sprint to now. Her body was almost overheating.

But it was just a matter of being a bit faster. The Sangvis Ferri combat dolls' bodies were not as fragile as Griffin's tactical dolls, so this was certainly not her limit.

She couldn't afford to let Renault get away! Since he was targeting M4A1, as long as she followed him, she would definitely be able to find M4A1 in the end!

Although Alchemist wasn't sure why she was so confident that Renault could find M4A1's location, Renault at the front didn't pay any attention to Alchemist behind him at this moment.

Hed job was to bring M4A1 back to Griffin's base, not to fight Sangvis Ferri. As long as these Sangvis Ferri units didn't attack her proactively, he wouldn't do anything outside of the contract.

Originally, she thought that M4A1, with a wounded companion, wouldn't be able to run far. But he didn't expect the military to be so serious this time. Numerous military dolls directly rushed into the forest from various borders of Griffin's territory.

And it seemed they could even pinpoint M4A1's exact location... Although he had long known that Griffin's intelligence system was unreliable, she didn't expect it to be this bad. Their own dolls couldn't even contact each other or know where they were, yet the military seemed to have all the information at their fingertips?

Huh, if Griffin couldn't come up with a suitable offer after this, she would have to find out who was behind Griffin directly.

This time, he really miscalculated. She had indeed chased and fought M4A1 and her team before, but now the situation had reversed.

She actually had to step in to help M4A1 and her team take down these military dolls?

She had never seen anything more ridiculous than this!

While thinking about this, Alchemist directly wielded her weapon and charged towards the military dolls despite their overwhelming numbers...

But just as Alchemist had only just rushed out and knocked down a few military dolls, a series of arrows flew out from the depths of the distant forest!

The strong arrows were directly aimed at her face!

Alchemist dodged the first two, but she could only raise her hand to block the third arrow with her weapon!

"Ch!"

However, the penetrating power of these arrows clearly exceeded the limit that her shield could withstand. The shield around Alchemist's body failed to stop them, and her weapon was pierced through directly!

The tip of the arrow was only centimeters away from her nose!

In contrast, on Renault's side, the military dolls shooting arrows from a distance seemed to have not even noticed him!

Not only did those guys ignore Renault, but even the military dolls in front of Renault didn't actively attack him!

Only after Renault attacked them did those military dolls retaliate!

What does this mean!? Are these military dolls intentionally targeting her!?

However, despite her dissatisfaction, Alchemist could only continue to charge forward. The repeated commands from her mainframe to complete the mission had already thrown Alchemist's mind into chaos.

Unlike Alchemist, who was on the verge of a rampage, Renault was calm at this moment. He was just doing business, and no one was constantly urging him to capture M4A1.

The situation on M4A1's side was passable, with a few large trees and some large rocks and pits as cover, so those military dolls couldn't kill the two of them for the time being.

The only bad thing was SOP2's condition. She had only lost half of her arm before, but now...

It seems like her neck is about to break...





Chapter 96 Repeating Old Tricks!

"Charge forward! A-91! AK47! You two, get ready! And AR15! Executioner! Get ready to pull people up!" Squinting, Simonov could already directly observe M4A1's position!

Likewise, she also saw Renault's position, but she wasn't worried about her commander's safety at all.

Joking, did her commander still need her to worry? Those military doll still haven't all been taken out, probably because her commander couldn't be bothered to do it?

"No need for you to tell me, I already know!" AK47 gripped the control lever, her fingers itching to press the trigger.

"Hey hey, 15, you're not thinking of using that move again, are you?" Seeing Executioner and AR15 ready with ropes, M16, unable to move from her seat, asked with concern.

She had almost been directly knocked apart earlier... and that was because she was wearing body armor with thick ballistic plates inside, yet her spine was still broken.

If it were M4A1 and SOP2 without body armor, they would likely have turned into a pile of parts on the spot!

"What else? This is the fastest method. The more time we waste, the more likely accidents will occur with the military doll below."

Although she was worried that M4A1 and SOP2 might be damaged, the situation was urgent, and with Renault's repair skills, as long as their neural cores were intact, there would be no problem.

"Be careful! Hold on tight! Anti-aircraft firepower! Surface-to-air missiles!" Simonov shouted, her heart racing!

Although they had encountered this situation countless times in training devices, it still felt nerve-wracking in reality.

Boom!

"Wah!" AK47, sitting in the gunner's position, exclaimed as the impact occurred, but then she realized that she seemed to be the only one startled...

A-91 was indifferent, M16 and AR15 furrowed their brows and gripped the handrails, ready, while Executioner even grinned excitedly.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, AK47 quickly quieted down, annoyed, and turned her gaze to the dozen or so Cerynitis attacking them in the distance!

Boom! Boom!

The loud roar echoed again, but this time it wasn't from distant anti-air missiles, but from A-91 directly controlling two tank cannons to fire!

The target, naturally, was the two Cerynitis that had fired the anti-air missiles at them from a distance!

Seeing the two Cerynitis explode under A-91's precise cannon fire in the distance, even Simonov, who was focused on driving, couldn't help but want to give A-91 a thumbs up, it was really accurate!

Who would have thought that even in a drunken state, this guy could hit those two Cerynitis so accurately!

Could it be that the drunken state and the vibration of the spacecraft cancelled each other out? So it became even more accurate?

Seeing A-91 taking out the two Cerynitis first, AK47 immediately aimed at the Cyclops that were attacking M4A1!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sounds similar to the Cerynitis' machine guns echoed from the sky, directly tearing apart the Cyclops hiding under the trees with their attacks from above!

And considering the high density of military doll, even if AK47 didn't pursue accuracy too much, in just a few seconds, she still directly cleared out at least dozens of Cyclops!

"Ah ha!" Seeing her own achievements, AK47 excitedly waved her hand, this feeling of controlling a machine gun was completely different from fighting with her engraved weapon in hand!

Whether in terms of power or visual effects, it looked much better than her imprint weapon!

"AR15, are you ready? I'm going to open the hatch!" Seeing the large number of Cyclops cleared out from M4A1's side by AR15, the Executioner also put her hand on the hatch switch.

Seeing AR15 nodding at her, the Executioner immediately opened the hatch! AR15 was also tied with a rope and leaped down from the hatch!

Sitting in her seat, M16, who witnessed the scene from start to finish, finally understood how she had been pulled up by AR15 earlier, but she didn't expect... AR15, who used to be the most cautious in the AR team, would dare to do such a desperate act now...

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity I'm not familiar with M4A1, but I still have some grudges against her, otherwise, I would definitely be the one doing this." Watching AR15 jump down, the Executioner held the rope in her hand, exerting force, and lamented somewhat regretfully.

There wasn't much fighting on Renault's side to begin with, but now this exciting activity had been snatched away by AR15. Next time Renault went on a mission, she would definitely insist on going along for the ride!

"Huh?" Just as she was speaking, the Executioner saw a figure below among the military doll, waving weapons and darting around between them.

"Alchemist? How did this guy end up here? Could it be that he came to retrieve M4A1?" Based on the missions she had before she left the Sangvis Ferri, Alchemist's task should be similar to hers initially.

It's nothing more than catching that guy M4A1, but the Executioner didn't expect that Alchemist's current task would be much harder than her initial task of just capturing M4A1, after all, he had to ensure M4A1's survival among so many military doll...

Just as Executioner saw Alchemist, the Alchemist on the ground naturally also noticed Executioner standing at the rear hatch of the aircraft.

"That guy!?"

Seeing the Executioner waving to her, the Alchemist almost popped out his only eyeball, she had thought that the Executioner might come to support, but she didn't expect the Executioner she saw in her sight to be in that guy Renault's aircraft!

However, the shock was just for a moment, she still had so many military doll around her! Where was the time to think about Executioner in the aircraft!?

But perhaps noticing the disruption caused by AR15, who suddenly jumped down from the aircraft, those Cyclops seemed to have received new orders and directly threw the Alchemist, their enemy, aside, and their weapons were aimed at the airborne AR15!

"M4A1! Hurry! Look over here!" AR15, suspended in midair, after breaking a branch that almost hooked the rope, shouted towards M4A1!

"AR15!?" x2.

Hearing AR15's voice, both the heavily wounded M4A1 and the nearly broken-necked SOP2 looked at AR15 rushing towards them in the sky with joy!






Chapter 97: Spellcasting Disaster

"Cut! So well-prepared! Even the evacuation tools are ready!" dodged several arrows shot by the military Minautauros, the Alchemist muttered with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

These Minautauros, equipped with high-intensity composite bows, didn't just have astonishing penetrating power; once they hit their target or stuck in other obstacles, they would explode violently!

The crucial point was that the speed at which these guys shot arrows had far exceeded that of humans, almost approaching that of semi-automatic rifles!

If it weren't for the fact that the military hadn't set a volley attack mode for these Minautauros, she might have already been completely overwhelmed by the rain of arrows!

Huh! But to take M4A1 and the others away from so many military dolls, it's obviously not that easy...

Watching as most of the Minautauros that were previously besieging her had now redirected their targets and set their sights on AR15, who was approaching M4A1 and the others in mid-air!

Although the Minautauros and the Cyclops using assault rifles looked similar, the Minautauros' armor was much lighter, equipped with camouflage systems, and most of the space inside the body was reserved for the fire control system.

These Minautauros, specialized in using armor-piercing arrows, had a much higher accuracy in their attacks compared to ordinary Cyclops. Otherwise, the Alchemist wouldn't have been so embarrassed by those guys just now.

And at this moment, AR15 rushing towards M4A1 in mid-air was obviously an easy target. Although she was a moving target, and her speed wasn't slow, the explosive arrows of the Minautauros could control the timing of the explosion freely, coupled with dozens of Minautauros attacking one after another, they would never miss!

Seeing AR15 suddenly appear as if from nowhere, M4A1 and SOP2 hadn't even had a few seconds to be happy before seeing a series of explosive arrows flying towards AR15 one after another!

"AR15! Be careful!?" M4A1 exclaimed, almost watching helplessly as those arrows fell on AR15's body and in front of her!

"What!?" But with her mind focused on how to safely retrieve M4A1 and SOP2, AR15 hadn't noticed the Minautauros disguised among the treetops and bushes.

Thus, she didn't scream until the arrows were upon her!

Boom!

A series of explosions rang out!

Inside the aircraft cabin, Executioner, holding onto the rope with both hands, suddenly felt a lightness in her hands, narrowly avoiding falling to the ground.

But this lightness wasn't a good thing at all!

There was still an AR15 weighing hundreds of kilograms hanging from the rope!

Now that she felt no weight in her hands at all, didn't that mean that the guy AR15 had jumped down? Or was she blasted down?

Thinking of this, the Executioner quickly pulled up all the ropes in her hands, but only about half of them were pulled up. The rope, which was about fifty meters long, now only had about twenty meters left, and the middle of the rope seemed to have been cut by something.

"Hey hey, is this for real? So unlucky? Can such a thin rope be cut by an arrowhead!?" M16 also saw the cut end of the rope in the Executioner's hand. If it weren't for the fact that her lower body couldn't move right now, and she was still secured to her seat by a safety harness, she would definitely have jumped down to check on AR15's condition!

But as Executioner comforted M16, Renault also slapped his forehead speechlessly.

What's the rush?

Couldn't they wait for A-91 and AK47 to clear out the surrounding military dolls a bit before taking action?

But it was also because of AR15's concern that things got chaotic. After all, M4A1 and SOP2 were both struggling within the encirclement. If AR15 wasn't in a hurry, that would be strange.

But now, Simonov had to find a place to lower the altitude. Renault remembered the rope on the aircraft; there was only about fifty meters or so. Now, most of it was broken. Without descending, the rope wouldn't be enough.

Directly jumping up wasn't impossible, but M4A1 and SOP2's conditions obviously couldn't support such intense movement.

Especially SOP2, her neck was almost broken, if not for the connection still intact, she might have completely shut down by now.

But even so, SOP2's current situation looked extremely miserable, her whole body covered in her own circulating fluid, coupled with constantly fighting, the temperature inside her body probably already exceeded the critical point.

It seemed like it was time to take action. He had planned to just let AR15 show her face, retrieve the person, and leave. That way, the military wouldn't have any reason to directly trouble him. But now... it's better to get things done quickly.

There was a big order waiting for him when he got back, after all. Global Everything Services, ah, it's a company that's not much inferior to IOP in terms of production and manufacturing. Even among the tactical dolls produced by IOP, many of them were modified from their products.

Although the expression on that Jeralt's face looked a bit pained when he quoted the price before, he still agreed in the end.

Of course, the most important part of the reward was the compliant pass. With that thing, he could roam around openly. By then, even if he wanted to go to other cities, it wouldn't be difficult.

Otherwise, if he continued to maintain the current state, it would be fine to wander around the cities in the Griffin Contracting Zone, but elsewhere would be a problem.

While thinking about this, Renault also waved his hand and gestured to Executioner in the upper cabin.

As soon as Executioner on top saw Renault's gesture, she immediately turned back excitedly and pulled out her war blade from under the seat!

"Simonov! Leave it to you up there! I'm going down! Ah ha! Long time no battle! Wuhan!"

Before the words fell, Executioner had already disappeared at the door of the cabin.





Chapter 98: No Need to Hesitate

"Hey!? Wait a moment! Hey!" Upon hearing Executioner's shout, Simonov quickly called out, but unfortunately, Executioner was nowhere to be seen, leaving only AK47 and A-91 busy controlling the machine guns and tank cannons in the cabin.

Oh, and there was M16, sitting in a chair unable to move.

"Help me out, make a call to the commander." Without Simonov saying a word, A-91, sitting not far from M16, raised her hand and tossed her own phone to M16.

In this area filled with interference, both Sangvis Ferri and military signals, the Zener Protocol used by Griffin was completely ineffective. The communication devices on the aircraft could still be used, but Renault didn't have any device on him that could communicate with them.

So the only way to contact Renault was by making a phone call. It was truly puzzling how Renault managed to make the call with such heavy interference.

At first, M16 wasn't sure if the phone could connect, but after hearing Renault's voice, she was genuinely surprised.

"Tell Simonov to fly south. There's a small clearing over there, enough for the aircraft to lower its altitude. I'll bring them there in two minutes."

"Got it." Because it was on speakerphone, coupled with the relatively low noise from the aircraft's engine after the engine change, Simonov in the cockpit could naturally hear Renault's voice from the phone.

After a brief conversation, Renault hung up the phone. M16, holding the phone in her hand, looked somewhat helpless as she watched AK47 and A-91 nearby constantly pulling triggers or pressing down on the firing pedals.

She was sitting in her seat, unable to turn around, completely unable to see the situation below... But when she remembered how Renault had rescued her and HK416 from the sea, M16 felt slightly reassured.

Although she wasn't familiar with Renault, at least his skills were trustworthy.

Moreover... AR15's core must have undergone modifications. Otherwise, when she fell from mid-air just now, AR15 would probably have perished.

Meanwhile, Renault on the other side put away his phone, took out a M30 triple-barreled composite gun from under his coat, a weapon he hadn't used for a long time.

When he equipped his doll units with armor-piercing weapons before, he made some minor modifications to this gun as well. There were no fundamental changes in appearance or operation, just a barrel replacement, allowing it to fire more powerful ammunition.

Such as 12-gauge armor-piercing rounds...

"Ahahaha!"

Boom!

Executioner, who hadn't been in battle for a while, now seemed like a released wild beast, wielding her war knife and rampaging among the military doll unit!

Any military doll that stood in her path...

All turned into scrap metal!

Alchemist, who hadn't fought for a while, watched Executioner's rough combat style with a speechless expression.

This guy, even in battle, still didn't care at all. Could she please engage her thought process a bit?

These military dolls weren't like Griffin's civilian products. These military dolls didn't care about their own safety in combat.

If necessary, they would even launch suicide attacks without hesitation!

Of course, Griffin's doll units would also act like this after receiving orders, but at least most of Griffin's units would hesitate for a moment.

Their execution was obviously incomparable to these droid units without any emotions.

Facing these military dolls, even elite Sangvis Ferri doll units would be severely damaged if they weren't careful, especially with Executioner's reckless fighting style. It probably wouldn't be long before she was knocked down by those military dolls!

However, Alchemist didn't wait for Executioner to fall, as the mainframe urged her to take M4A1 away.

Taking advantage of Executioner's rampage, the only one who could still move, M4A1, was to be taken away, then withdraw from here and rendezvous with the armored column controlled by the mainframe. There was still some opportunity, but it required a bit of luck.

Apart from Executioner causing chaos here, AR15, who had just fallen to the ground, was also not idle. She had already joined M4A1 and SOP2, holding a weapon she had snatched from the Cyclops.

Her own imprint weapon was completely destroyed in the recent impact, with the barrel shattered and the body fragmented, beyond repair.

While it was possible to bring the parts back and have Renault repair them, AR15 didn't have time to pick up those pieces from the grass and fallen leaves on the ground right now.

"AR15... are you... alright?" Seeing AR15 with half of her face and hair burned into short hair, M4A1 couldn't help but worry.

"I'm fine. SOP2 is fine too. How could I be in trouble? In a moment, you carry SOP2 on your back, don't worry about anything else, just follow me forward!" Glancing at Renault, who was rushing towards them, and Executioner nearby clearing a path, AR15 instructed the two.

It had to be said that after losing her face, AR15 was still somewhat relieved. After all, with the failure of the bionic skin's functions, M4 and the others couldn't see the blush on her face due to embarrassment.

It's really embarrassing... especially being knocked down from mid-air, landing on the ground like a piece of rag... Fortunately, MDR didn't follow her this time, otherwise, that guy would definitely take a panoramic photo of her and store it in the main computer of the ship, spreading her embarrassment among all the doll units at home.

"But... those military dolls around us..." Hearing AR15's words, M4A1, holding the battered SOP2 in her arms, looked worriedly at the Cyclops rushing towards them incessantly.

Of course, there were also the Cerynitis not far away, and from the basic Cyclops who initially only had assault rifles, they had now started to appear with shotguns and heavily armored ones.

Coupled with those Minautauros hidden in the tree shade, the distant Cerynitis, and the possibility of other large military equipment rushing over...

It was obviously unrealistic to escape from this situation...

"Don't worry! That brute of an Executioner has already attracted most of the surrounding military dolls! The commander is nearby in the flanking formation! There won't be any problem!" Seeing Renault gesturing towards her after taking down seven or eight Minautauros, AR15 was certain and turned to instruct M4A1.

"Okay!" Hearing AR15's confident tone, M4A1 understood that now was definitely not the time to hesitate.
Staying here, apart from being captured by the military, there was no other outcome.





Chapter 99: Completely Severed!


Tearing two strips from her own clothes, Simonov roughly tied them around SOP2's neck, ensuring that SOP2's head wouldn't fall off due to vigorous movement.
After that, M4A1 directly hugged SOP2 in her arms.

Of course, with the head conveniently offset, one of SOP2's arms also passed through M4A1's armpit, just right to hold a gun and cover part of the area behind M4A1.

Looking at the difficult situation of the two, AR15 also felt somewhat helpless.

If SOP2 hadn't been injured, she could have carried both of them and run away directly.

But she had just started using this body, and her control over its strength wasn't yet proficient. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen face down just now.

In this situation, if she rashly lifted SOP2, the injured soldier, there might be some mishaps.
"Let's go!"

Seeing the two were ready, AR15 didn't bother to pick up the weapons of the Cyclops on the ground.

Even if she picked them up, what would be the use?

Despite M4A1 and SOP2 wielding the Cyclops' weapons, they weren't wreaking havoc, just barely holding on.

And her current task was to protect M4A1 and SOP2, ensuring they wouldn't be riddled with bullets from behind... In other words, acting as a meat shield, relying on the sturdy body created by Renault to block attacks that might threaten M4A1 and SOP2.

Heh, the specialized combat doll units created by Lab 16 could now only serve as meat shields.

Guarding behind M4A1, AR15 self-deprecatingly thought, looking at Executioner wreaking havoc ahead with envy in her eyes.

Although there was a gun hanging from Executioner's waist on the left side, it wasn't a weapon she brought out from Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing, but one newly equipped by Renault, similar to the assault rifles used by the other dolls.

However, Executioner obviously had no intention of using this gun now. Just a war knife was enough for her to scatter the Cyclops in front of her.

And those Minautauros hidden in the shadows, unless something unexpected happened, should have been taken care of by Renault. AR15 could hear the sound of Renault's M30 gun without stopping.

She had naturally seen Renault's M30 gun before. It usually hung under Renault's coat, and when eating or sitting in the workshop, Renault would hang his coat to the side.

Under normal circumstances, the bullets fired from that gun should be ordinary buckshot, at most switching to slug rounds, but those wouldn't be effective against these Cyclops with armored plates.

Even with the armor-reduced Minautauros, the armored plates on their bodies couldn't be pierced by ordinary slug rounds.

But now, the arrows shot towards them from all around were visibly decreasing, indicating that Renault had probably taken care of many Minautauros. Otherwise, things wouldn't have been going so smoothly here.

Boom!

Boom!

In addition to the sound of M30 gunshots, there were sporadic explosions, and the sounds of smoke grenades igniting and exploding echoed from behind.

And what was once an ordinary forest battlefield had turned into a raging inferno!

Taking advantage of the roaring sound behind them, AR15 also turned to look, only to find that Renault's actions were still calm and composed. He was moving through the woods, sprinting on the ground, or leaping among the treetops.

Was he pulling out a few grenades or something else from under his coat and tossing them back?

AR15 didn't even bother to look, but those things he threw out could always yield some results.

While M4A1 was concentrating on moving forward, not paying attention to what was happening behind, Executioner, who was vigilant behind M4A1 like AR15, suddenly noticed a glaring beam of light heading directly towards the location of the aircraft!

Having slowed down her pace and, like AR15, was on guard behind M4A1, upon noticing this attack, she abruptly turned around!

The war blade in her hand was raised!

Her eyes widened to the maximum!

Watching Executioner's movements, AR15's face, now half illuminated by the light, was full of astonishment... No, with only half of her face left, her eyes were filled with astonishment!

This was undoubtedly the projectile fired by Typhon's railgun!

This Executioner! Did she really intend to block this attack with her war blade!? Is she suicidal!

To be honest, Renault didn't expect Executioner to make such a move. He was planning to divert the projectile himself, but he didn't expect Executioner to rush ahead and block the projectile's path!

After all, no matter how strong the body he created was, facing something like a railgun, it would still be pierced directly. The power of this thing could probably only be stopped by the armor plating on the aircraft.

And even if it could be stopped, the armor plating would probably need to be replaced after returning.

Clang!

With her Executioner body powered up to the maximum, she exerted all her strength with both arms!

Fortunately, her war blade's material was good. At the moment of collision with the projectile, it didn't shatter immediately. Instead, it held up for a fraction of a second, before being shattered by the projectile!

And in that fraction of a second, the projectile's trajectory was also directly altered, hitting the ground less than half a meter away from the aircraft!

Boom!

The tremendous kinetic energy brought about by the impact even caused the aircraft to shake, and M4A1 and SOP2, who were already at the cabin door, were directly thrown out!

"Ah!"

M4A1 exclaimed, watching SOP2 fall from her hands, and the fragile protection around SOP2's neck was directly broken...

Crack!

Although the sound of SOP2's neck completely breaking was overshadowed by the roaring sound, both M16 and AR15 felt as if lightning had struck their hearts!

SOP2's neck! Completely severed!?





Chapter 100: There's Definitely a Way to Save

"SOP2!" M4A1 struggled to climb up from the ground, ignoring the T-Dolls behind preparing for the next attack. She threw herself in front of SOP2, embracing her body and head tightly.

On the other side, Renault frowned upon seeing this and pushed Executioner, whose arms were already sparking, towards the direction of the cabin. Then, he gave AR15 a push to snap her out of it.

It must be said that he was somewhat unprepared this time. If he had known they would encounter Typhons, he would have had UMP45 fly the ship over and use the Jupiter Cannon to clean up first.

Now that the Typhons had arrived, although the previous shot was relatively accurate, it was merely a coincidence, just happening to catch the enemy in a good firing line.

But now that the Typhons had charged over, because of the trees blocking their path, they didn't have the opportunity to launch another attack on the aircraft in a short time.

But now was definitely not the time to stand around in shock. In another half minute, those Typhons would surely find a good angle.

Pushed by Renault, AR15 also snapped out of it. She didn't care about causing secondary injuries to M4A1 and SOP2 anymore, grabbing the two and jumping into the cabin!

Seeing this, Simonov immediately controlled the aircraft to ascend. As long as they gained altitude and changed direction slightly, those electromagnetic cannons, which posed the greatest threat to the aircraft, would no longer be a threat.

However, just as AR15 and Executioner rushed into the cabin, a figure emerged from the side forest and followed AR15's figure into the cabin!

Seeing this, Renault raised an eyebrow, leaped onto the cabin door, and closed the rear door of the aircraft behind her.

"Alright, Simonov, head back directly." With the mission over, as long as they sent back M4A1 and the dolls in the ship to Griffin Headquarters, his commission this time would be considered complete.

As for the military's accusations? That was something Griffin should worry about. Even if the military wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't be able to.

Furthermore... could you find him? If you're so capable, why don't you have your military iron lumps fly a few thousand meters into the sky to find him!

Ignoring the strange atmosphere in the cabin at the moment, Renault walked past the uninvited guest, who had suddenly appeared, and went to the cockpit, retrieving some temporary data cables from the storage box behind the co-pilot's seat.

There's still a poor guy there who needs fixing.

Meanwhile, Executioner was looking at Alchemist in front of her, still holding a weapon, with a strange tilt of her head. She originally wanted to scratch her head, but her hands were close to being scrapped, and she couldn't lift them.

"Why did you follow?"

"Of course, to see the delightful expressions of these Griffin dolls." Hearing Executioner's question, Alchemist glanced at M4A1, who was holding SOP2's body silently, exuding an air of despair.

It must be said, she had never seen such a despairing expression on a doll before. This was completely different from the other Griffin doll...
She had never seen any Griffin doll react so close to a human.

"Oh, then just watch." Hearing Alchemist's words, Executioner tried to shrug her shoulders, but found it impossible after realizing her arms were near useless. She sighed and found a chair to sit down on, relaxing her entire body.

And as she relaxed, a sense of powerlessness immediately washed over her.

This feeling of barely exerting any effort, compared to the surging feeling of being fully powered, was like night and day, and... the energy consumption was a bit too fast...

But it should all be used up when taking that last electromagnetic cannon shot. The previous battle only consumed about thirty percent of the energy, less than half.

"A-91, can you help me connect to the emergency charging port over there? This feeling of low energy is not pleasant." Executioner said, blinking towards the charging port in the cabin.

"Well, it's definitely not possible to recharge you. If I recharge you now, your arms might explode directly. But drinking some wine is fine, consider it a farewell drink."

"Cough! Hey! I'm not dead yet! My arms just can't move! Don't talk about me like I'm about to be thrown into the junkyard!" Hearing A-91's words, Executioner twitched her eye and retorted.

She originally wanted to say a few more words, but seeing A-91 had already opened the spare wine bottle on her body and brought it to her mouth, she immediately opened her mouth, took the mouthpiece of the bottle, and downed the entire bottle of wine in one gulp!

"Ha-ha! That's refreshing!"

Seeing Executioner drinking, M16, who felt uneasy, frowned.

She wanted to say something, but when she thought about how the other had just blocked the railgun's projectile in front of them to protect them, she could only lower her head helplessly and look at the bottle of wine she had been holding onto.

She wanted to gulp it down like Executioner, but when she thought about her current state of leaking, she could only think about it...

Meanwhile, AR15 stood behind M4A1, wanting to say something to comfort her, but when she saw SOP2's condition, her throat seemed to be choked up, and she couldn't speak at all.

Alchemist stood aside, taking the reactions of M16 and M4A1's group as some kind of entertainment show, watching with relish.

And as the atmosphere in the cabin inexplicably fell silent, Renault finally found what he needed and walked back to M4A1.

"Alright, let go." Holding some parts in his hand, Renault patted M4A1's shoulder.

"Renault, let M4..." Seeing that Renault didn't seem to care about M4A1's feelings, AR15 was originally going to persuade him to let M4A1 calm down by herself, but when she saw the parts and wires in Renault's hands, she suddenly felt hopeful!

Is there still a way to save SOP2!?

Because of the special nature of the T-Dolls produced by the 16lab, or more precisely, because of the special nature of the AR Team, they couldn't back up their memories to the Neural Cloud Map.
Therefore, for the AR Team, if they were killed, they were truly killed, with no second chances.

And now, seeing Renault's actions, AR15 knew that SOP2's condition must not be a problem for Renault!

This guy could even directly transfer the neural cloud of a doll, so saving SOP2's life should be no problem, just to save SOP2's life, it should be no problem!

Seeing M4A1 still not responding, Renault didn't hesitate anymore and forcibly opened M4A1's arms that were hugging SOP2 tightly, took SOP2's head, which still had a shocked expression, and started connecting the wires he had just found.