"Hey, can't we talk about this kind of thing on the communication channel?" Hearing AR15 say this, M16, who hadn't been concerned at first, suddenly changed her expression and said with a headache.
"I told you a long time ago! You didn't believe it back then!" SOP2 immediately responded with some dissatisfaction.
"Well, although I'm sorry, SOP2, it's really more convincing to hear these things from AR15." RO635 touched her nose awkwardly.
When SOP2 said this, they remembered that when they first got their mobile phones and could contact AR15 and the others anytime and anywhere, SOP2 had eagerly shared everything. However, at that time, they didn't ask AR15 to confirm it. After all, what SOP2 said seemed too frightening... and too unbelievable.
"Then are all the changes now resolved... all the problems that appeared after the deletion?"
"Well, I think so, but it's a gradual change. I seem to have fewer obsessions, and SOP2 seems to have become smarter."
"Hey! I'm always smart, okay!? UMP9! Don't you think so!?" SOP2 shouted at AR15 indignantly.
"Huh? Yes, yes, yes!" UMP9, who was busy sending text messages to UMP45 to secretly report the operation, turned around and nodded in response without paying much attention to what SOP2 said.
"Hey! UMP9! You...!" Seeing UMP9's perfunctory look, SOP2 was immediately furious and wanted to beat UMP9 up on the spot.
"UMP9, are you texting UMP45?" AR15 noticed UMP9's actions. UMP9 had been sending messages since the beginning, either texting or taking photos and sending them. In short, she had never been idle.
"Yes, the commander asked Sister 45 and the others to stay on the ship. If there is a real need, Sister 45 and the others will immediately drive the gunship to pick us up."
"Again, UMP45 and the others? Are there no others?" Just before they came here, UMP45 and the others had just completed a mission, and all the commission money was earned by them.
Does this mean they don't want to leave any commission for other dolls?
"Yes, but the commander said that Simonov is an alcoholic and may get drunk at any time. SPAS-12 is okay, but it's very likely she'll make a mess, so only Sister 45 can take over." At this point, UMP9 straightened her back with full confidence, with an expression of "My Sister 45 is really the most capable doll!"
Just when UMP9 was making SOP2 so angry that she was grinding her teeth, M16 and M4 looked at each other and nodded in understanding.
Sure enough, what AR15 said was not a lie at all. If it were SOP2 back then, she would probably be fighting with UMP9 by now.
"Is this a good or bad phenomenon... By the way, since there are no more base-level code restrictions, have you two ever thought about returning to Griffin?" M4 shook her head helplessly and asked AR15.
"I did think about it at the beginning, but later I didn't. I actually left Commander Renault and returned to Griffin to prove myself, but..."
"But?"
"Yes, but, Griffin will definitely not accept a doll without any restrictions against humans." Without the key to control the doll in hand, AR15 is actually no different from an out-of-control doll on the Sangvis Ferri side for Griffin.
"Well... that's true..."
...
While the AR team was whispering, Vera, who was helping Charlotte with the broadcast, suddenly changed her expression, "MDR! The signal is broken!"
"Hmm? Oh, I see." Hearing Vera's words, MDR nodded immediately, indicating that she already knew.
Looking at MDR's calm look, Vera's face suddenly wrinkled. Why is this guy so calm? If there is no signal, how can they broadcast the live feed here?
After hearing Vera's words, Charlotte' heart suddenly sank. This is bad. If there is no way to broadcast, then the news will not be timely.
Outdated news is not news at all in this era.
"MDR! Otherwise, go ask Commander Renault if there is any other way?" In any case, Charlotte didn't want to miss this opportunity. She had applied several times before the senior management of the station agreed to her business trip. If she couldn't get anything useful...
"Hey, don't worry, everything is under control. This little problem is nothing! I, MDR, expected it!"
While saying this, she took out her mobile phone and connected it to the broadcasting equipment with a data cable.
After this set of actions, the device that originally displayed "no signal" immediately started working again!
Although it's a long story, in such a short moment, in the TV station of Charlotte, the picture was only stuck for a few seconds.
This is also a common problem of long-distance broadcasting now. The TV station won't even realize that their TV signal has been replaced by another source.
"What is this?"
"Hehe! How about it? Awesome! I expected that someone would cut the signal off! Haha! Times have changed! The era of transmitting data with old cables has changed!" MDR said proudly. In fact, she just borrowed a communication channel specially opened by Renault. However, although it was borrowed,
it actually had no impact on the communication channel of the mobile phone, because the number of dolls holding mobile phones was completely insignificant compared to the capacity of this communication channel. It was more than enough to broadcast a news program!
"Huh! Not bad! Not bad!" Hearing this, Charlotte also breathed a sigh of relief, and her hand loosened, almost dropping her tablet with various questions written on it.
However, Charlotte, who came back to her senses, frowned.
After all, this matter was indeed a bit too magical. First, they were attacked by anti-aircraft missiles, and then the TV broadcast signal was cut off. As if someone was afraid she would disclose the situation and news of this press conference...
Thinking of this, Charlotte looked at the sharp questions on her tablet that she had crossed out and immediately made up her mind that she must let the person answering the questions see what a serious reporter is!
At the same time, a figure walked in from the side door of the venue, with a staff ID card hanging around his neck. After standing at the door and taking a quick look, he walked straight towards the figure sitting with Helian.
