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Chapter 518 - Chapter 517: What About the Battle Plan?

"Except for AR15 who must go, anyone else who wants to go can sign up. This is the mission description. Read the details yourself. Those who want to go, bring their equipment and gather in Hangar 2."

He handed the tablet to G36 who was taking a tea break, and asked her to transmit it to the clouds of all the dolls via the doll communication channel. Renault also sat down and took a sip from his teacup.

However, before the group of dolls could gather around G36, the messenger in the dining room blared. UMP45's complaint startled the others in the dining room.

"Commander! Can't you find another doll to replace me? I've been driving all these days! If this keeps up, I'll have to stay on the bridge for both food and shelter!"

UMP45 shouted into the communication system, looking angrily at the empty seats on either side.

UMP40 and UMP9 were supposed to stay with her for a while, but they quickly grew bored of the bridge.

One went out to play, and the other went straight to the cafeteria to pet a cat!

It's okay to leave, but could you at least bring me a meal or something?!

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Renault was taken aback, slapping his forehead in realization.

He'd actually forgotten about UMP45. But surely she didn't have time to rest while the ship was cruising before, right? 

Why is she so resentful now...

Just as he was thinking, Renault turned around and saw UMP9 eating from a tray of snacks, and UMP40 sipping tea and petting a cat beside her.

At the sound of UMP45's voice, both of them shrank back, their faces flushing with embarrassment.

"Anyway, just hold on for a day or two. You can rest after this mission is over."

As he spoke, Renault turned his head and glanced at the dolls present, trying to find one who was steady and reliable.

At the very least, it couldn't be someone like Simonov who was driving under the influence, or like SPAS-12 who was disliked by the Rippers for dropping food chunks everywhere...

"Okay, I hope so. But before that, could someone bring me some food?"

Her bionic module had reminded her several times that she needed to eat. Even if it was just simulated hunger, it still felt bad, didn't it?

"I'll go! I'll go! I want to check out the bridge!" Buzzsaw who happened to be holding a plate of food waved her hand when she heard UMP45's words. Although MDR had just taken them around the ship and given them a general map, they had never been to the bridge.

Beside Buzzsaw, Super-Shorty and wz.29 also looked at Renault curiously.

Of course, wz.29 was more concerned about whether she could take over the ship piloting duties from UMP45. After all, compared to carrying out missions outside, flying a ship, something less grueling and violent suited her better.

"Go ahead," Renault waved at the others. He had already given them permission when he deleted the root protocol. As long as they didn't cause any trouble, they could go wherever they wanted.

Except for the power section, of course.

After the few T-dolls who wanted to visit the bridge left, AR15 and SOP2 approached with a look of surprise. AR15, in particular, was clearly puzzled by Renault's insistence that she couldn't be absent.

"Commander Renault, why do I have to go this time?" AR15 asked, somewhat puzzled.

At the sound of the voice, Renault turned around and saw SOP2 who hadn't had time to change her body yet.

He patted his head. With so much going on, even he'd forgotten. SOP2 hadn't even changed her body yet, nor had her mental data migrated.

"We're sending you to test the engine within you, to see how it will perform in heavily polluted environments, even in the black zone."

"A test... Okay, I get it." After Renault said this, AR15 remembered that it actually happened.

If Renault hadn't reminded her, she'd almost forgotten what it felt like to recharge herself.

After replacing the engine, she sometimes even had the delusion that she wasn't a doll at all.

"What test? And, Commander, when will the body you promised me be ready?" SOP2 asked, somewhat bewildered.

"Nothing, just a simple test. Your body... probably takes a day or two, anyway. It's not long. Just be patient." Scarecrow had already started arranging bodies for M3, Stg-44, and the others.

SOP2's body could be put in line a bit later. After that, there were the bodies for Springfield and the other six, and finally, the unfortunate Alchemist's.

"Well, it seems I can't go with you this time. Commander, can you give me two arms first? Or find me a regular body? I can't do anything with just the Prowler chassis," SOP2 said with some regret.

While she was certainly happy to have saved her life, if she continued in this state, she might as well find a place to rest for a day or two.

"Not for now, don't worry..."

Watching SOP2 control the Prowler's chassis to circle around the dining table, Renault sighed with a headache. UMP40's two tabby cats were also attracted by SOP2's actions and chased after her.

Thankfully, she had a bit of a childish temper. Seeing someone playing with her, she forgot about the body.

"Is that the specific mission content?" AR15 had naturally received the group message from G36 and knew the specific content of the mission clearly, but that was just the mission content; Renault hadn't yet disclosed the specific action plan.

"That's all. Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be difficult. Unless you're incredibly unlucky, this mission is simply a matter of finding the cargo crate according to the coordinates, hoisting it up, and then disinfecting and returning." Not difficult at all.

Neither the military nor the infected were considered by Renault. After all, in that area... military dolls wouldn't necessarily be able to move freely, and with that level of pollution, there wouldn't be many infected.

Even if they did encounter infected... they probably couldn't even be called infected. They'd be more like mutants, like the one they encountered at the dock back then.

However, those encountered in the heavily contaminated area would likely be even more mutated, perhaps unrecognizable as dolls.

"Under normal circumstances... what if they weren't?"

"Then be prepared to deal with some large mutants. You've already seen the Zerg in the training pods. These mutants are just that."

While mutants might possess some strange abilities, didn't The Swarm have any fewer?

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