"As long as it's okay."
After hearing M16 and RO elaborate on M4A1's current situation, AR15 was relieved.
Just a moment ago, when she heard that M4A1 hadn't woken up yet, she had the impulse to pull Renault and rush to Sangvis Ferri HQ to kill that Sangvis Ferri mastermind.
"Well, anyway, don't worry too much. M4 will be fine with Persica," M16 said, raising her hand and pouring herself a full glass of wine.
"There's nothing wrong with M4 now, but you two... really can't come back?" RO635 asked somewhat helplessly, looking at SOP2 and AR15 who had absolutely no communication signals leaking out.
All the members of the AR Team hadn't even had the chance to gather together yet, and now they were going to be disbanded? Although it wasn't disbanded in name, two people had already run away.
"For the time being... we probably can't go back. Although I feel sorry for Persica, I don't quite want to go back to Griffin right now."
AR15 shook her head. Not wanting to go back to ask for trouble was one part of the reason, but the other part was...
Naturally, staying on Renault's side could make her stronger!
The situation during the rescue of M4 and SOP2 before made it clear: if she had been in her previous state before being transformed by Renault, even with Executioner escorting her, she wouldn't necessarily have had a chance of escaping from that kind of battle situation.
The weight of two dolls would have slowed her down, and stray bullets would have been enough to tear her apart.
A direct drop from the gunship would have sent her crashing to the ground in pieces.
Most importantly, after Renault deleted those root protocols, her brain felt much clearer.
Originally, she had wanted to rush over alone to find the Sangvis Ferri Command Hub with the idea of dying, but this impulse had disappeared over the past few days.
It had to be said that the meals cooked by G36 and the desserts baked by G3 contributed significantly to her change of mind.
Spending time with former Sangvis Ferri elite dolls like Scarecrow also made her resist the urge to settle the score with Sangvis Ferri.
There wasn't much point, anyway. Even if she could take down thousands of Sangvis Ferris in one breath, the Mastermind on the Sangvis Ferri side would always recycle discarded Sangvis Ferri dolls and create new ones.
Moreover, stopping Sangvis Ferri's conspiracy was no longer her mission. Renault had never even mentioned going to find trouble with Sangvis Ferri.
"For the time being, I don't want to go back, but Commander Renault said that if you need help in the future, you can call us. AR15 and I definitely won't charge you a commission fee!" SOP2 confidently patted her chest and assured them.
AR15 also nodded at her words. This was considered Renault's preferential treatment for them.
Of course, Renault wouldn't object if other dolls wanted to help, but in the case of M4A1, they wouldn't charge a fee.
For others, they would definitely need to pay.
"Eh..."
Hearing SOP2's words, both M16 and RO were stunned. Then they looked at each other and laughed helplessly.
This girl was making it sound easy, but they didn't have the authority to call for off-site support in the middle of a mission. Despite this, M16 kept SOP2's words in her heart. If it wasn't for SOP2 and AR15, there would have been no way for them, her and M4, to get Renault's communication tools.
Moreover, M4's cell phone was in Persica's hands, and with Persica's curiosity, she had probably already completely dismantled it.
...
"I'm afraid I watched too many sci-fi movies last night and I'm a little sleepless today. It's not a good sign that I'm hallucinating this early in the morning."
Shaking his head and rubbing his eyes again, the Statesec agent in charge of the stakeout blinked incredulously.
"Where is there any hallucination? This is the real thing. I can't imagine that the Universal Anything Company is actually able to take out this kind of thing."
Looking at the huge spaceship parked on the airport tarmac, the two Statesec agents' eyes were filled with disbelief.
Someone had actually built this kind of flying machine that currently only existed in fantasies without saying a word.
"How on earth did such a large lump of iron fly?"
"Maybe a little anti-gravity technology? Plus a good set of vertical engines?"
"Come on, the Typhon, you've seen it before. That thing only floats up a meter or so off the ground, but it can't fly hundreds or thousands of meters into the air like this airship."
...
As words on the screen paused, the doll standing next to the screen also looked over at her own commander.
"That's the general situation. Any suggestions, Commander Angelia?"
Though she wanted to ask if there was any closer video footage, Ange had to admit there really wasn't, and even if there was, it probably wasn't as clear as what she could see herself, having personally walked up to that ship and observed it closely.
"No, what else can I suggest? I know that guy's identity without checking, and he even screwed me over once before." Angelia sighed.
She originally thought it was something strange, but it turned out to be Renault's airship.
She didn't expect that after such a period of time, Renault had even hitched his way to Universal Anything.
The wealth of Universal Anything was considerable, and as long as Renault didn't do anything out of the ordinary in this city, even Statesec didn't have the right to make things difficult for him.
"What a lucky guy. Thinking about MDR back then and those two touchy-feely monsters from RFB makes me a bit annoyed." AK-12 said as she spread ger hands, and AN94 beside her nodded in agreement.
"Oh? Do you recognize him?"
The doll standing in front of the screen retrieved her data cable and fished out another storage medium, connecting it to the monitor.
"Yeah, Renault Security Contracting Firm. This guy... Well, the paperwork to handle the company was done with the help of Statesec."
Although it wasn't the same branch as hers, Angelia knew exactly where Renault's security contracting contract came from.
"I can't believe Commander Renault is so bold as to blatantly park his ship at an airport in the middle of the city. He's really fearless." AK-12 shrugged ber shoulders, and as she was talking, she saw the intercepted images from the airport's surveillance appear on the monitor again.
One after another, dolls came out from the airship, the number more than fifty.
"It does look like it. So many dolls, it's more than enough to fight a war in the city."