NOVEL NEXT Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Unshackled
"What do you think?" Renault didn't directly answer Helian's question; instead, he countered, questioning the necessity of this question.
Upon hearing this, Helian suddenly understood.
The man in front of her who liked to collect tactical dolls everywhere probably had already hidden AR15 on his ship.
Thinking of this, Helian's mind became tangled.
What should she do now?
AR15 was an important tactical doll related to the security of the Griffin Base, and she was an advanced model manufactured by 16Lab, crucial for upgrading tactical tactical dolls on the IOP's side.
Many technological upgrades on tactical tactical dolls were made possible through the experimental data obtained from AR Team.
Although AR Team consisted of four members, missing one wouldn't be catastrophic, but it would significantly impact Griffin's tactical doll upgrade plan.
This was actually a collaboration between them and IOP.
G&K helped IOP obtain experimental data, and in return, IOP provided some conveniences in supplying tactical tactical dolls and weapon equipment to G&K.
If AR15 was indeed on Renault's ship... Griffin wouldn't just stand idly by and let Renault take AR15 away. Moreover, knowing Renault's personality, he wouldn't simply hand over AR15 obediently.
It might even lead to a conflict...
So now, the problem fell on Helian's shoulders once again.
Should she conceal the truth? Or should she directly inform her boss about AR15's whereabouts...
Fortunately, just as Helian was deeply conflicted, a Griffin tactical tactical doll walked over.
"Agent Helian, AR Team has detected the movements of that elite Sangvis Ferri Ringleader from before. They are approaching the enemy's stronghold."
Hearing this news, Helian's furrowed brow instantly relaxed a bit.
Although things weren't completely resolved, at least there was progress, and it conveniently took her mind off AR15.
"Renault, we'll leave the supplies to you here. I'll be going now."
"Sure, take care."
Watching Renault wave at her indifferently, as if he didn't care at all, Helian couldn't help but hum in annoyance.
This man, what an attitude! She had just been conflicted in her mind a moment ago!
Shortly after Helian returned to Griffin Base, a squad of Griffin tactical dolls, each accompanied by dummy dolls, rushed out of the base toward the location reported by AR Team.
Seeing these tactical dolls rushing out, Renault glanced at Scarecrow currently driving a forklift. He felt that these tactical dolls who had to rely on their own feet to run dozens of kilometers to support AR Team were a bit undignified.
As the largest security contractor, was it really that difficult to provide vehicles for their tactical tactical doll squad?
But considering the high fuel prices and the fact that all tactical dolls were rechargeable, it was probably due to cost issues.
The fuel burned by a truck on one trip might almost cost the same as the production cost of a normal tactical tactical doll or a dummy doll. Providing vehicles for these regular tactical tactical dolls was indeed a loss-making move.
Of course, Griffin did have transportation options such as trucks, off-road vehicles, and helicopters. They had them all, and there were several trucks in the base where one was initially stationed.
As for why these tactical dolls always ran on foot for missions... it probably came down to the high cost...
"After these goods are taken away, are we evacuating from here?"
Watching a few Rippers moving the last bit of materials into the cargo hold, Scarecrow got off the forklift and handed it over to one of the Vespids who hadn't gotten protective clothing. She walked over to Renault and asked.
"Of course, there's nothing to do here anyway. Instead of staying in this desolate place, why not find a beautiful place to enjoy the sun comfortably?"
Hearing Renault's words, the Scarecrow was speechless. "Another vacation? We've just recovered from vacation mode a few days ago. If we keep this up, all the tactical dolls at home will become useless."
Without the constraints of the base root protocols, the dolls might not even be considered tactical dolls once they let loose their instincts.
For example, those two, Executioner and Intruder. One drank all day long, and the other roamed around the ship aimlessly, not knowing what to do.
Hearing Scarecrow's complaint, Renault looked at her with some surprise.
"Come to think of it, except for G36 and M1 Garand, it seems that only you are keen on working every day? I don't have high demands for dolls; they just need to use their abilities when they can pick up a gun and fight."
He wasn't trying to dominate this world or anything like that. All the dolls at home looked like children, and he couldn't treat them as soldiers under his command.
"But we are dolls." Hearing Renault's words, the Scarecrow muttered discontentedly.
"Who says dolls must work tirelessly every day?"
As he spoke, Renault raised his hand to close the cargo hold door.
Finally encountering a world where he didn't need to risk his life on the battlefield every day, he wouldn't let himself go back to the bloodthirsty overworked days of his previous worlds.
Watching Renault stroll off towards the workroom, Scarecrow stood in place. She glanced back at the direction of the cargo hold door, or rather, towards Griffin Base, feeling a bit lost.
Shaking her head, she followed after Renault.
Regardless of how the other dolls behaved, she definitely couldn't stay idle. There had to be something to do to demonstrate her value.
She couldn't afford to become useless like Executioner and Intruder!
And now, it appears that there wasn't really anywhere else for them to go. After removing all the root protocol restrictions, they felt the freedom of having no limitations. She was unwilling to let anyone impose any mysterious shackles on her again.
To accept tactical dolls like Renault who accepted no root protocol restrictions and indulged them so much... there was probably only one person like him in the world: Renault.
But before she took a few steps, she heard Renault questioning a Ripper. "Speak up, what's going on? Why are you suddenly so timid and scared today? Did someone say something strange to you?"
"It's MDR. She said there's no way we can revive once we die!"
Facing Renault's interrogation, the Ripper didn't hesitate to reveal the culprit.