"This is Griffin's interim commander, Gentiane. And this gentleman is Mr. Renault from Renault Security Contracting Company," Helian said, introducing Gentiane and Renault to each other as they walked.
Perhaps both of them were not the talkative types. Reno and Gentiane merely nodded in greeting.
Helian didn't seem to mind and led the two of them, along with a group of T-Dolls, to sign the contract with the person in charge named Alexander.
Renault noticed that Helian and this woman named Gentiane didn't come alone.
Along with them were three Griffin T-Dolls: PPSh-41, FN-49, and a very familiar figure, MG3.
"Does Griffin only assign three T-Dolls to new commanders?" Renault raised an eyebrow as he looked at the three T-Dolls behind Gentiane, recalling the situation when he first met M1911 and M1 Garand.
Whether it was the unfortunate commander surrounded by the Infected or the one who picked a fight and ultimately died from infection, all their T-Dolls numbered only three.
And before, AK47's group looked like a squad, but AK47 was illegally manufactured, and G3 was misled.
In reality, only three T-Dolls were actually assigned to the commander who couldn't wait for his T-Dolls. The lineup looked similar to the current three, except for the addition of MG3, who was considered an advanced T-Doll in Griffin's ratings.
"Yes, based on the new commander's performance during training, those with excellent results are initially assigned one or two advanced T-Dolls," Helian nodded.
Obviously, Gentiane, this new commander, should be very outstanding in Griffin's training program, or else Helian wouldn't have brought her along.
"So, is this security mission her probation test?" Renault glanced ahead at a group of armed personnel gathered not far away.
Bulletproof vests, tactical gear, and weapons in hand; they were most likely the security contracting company that had taken on this security mission before Griffin.
Unlike G&K, this security contracting company's team did not have any T-Dolls. It seemed that security contracting companies composed purely of humans were more common.
In the eyes of these guys, companies like G&K that mass-produced tactical T-Dolls besides the commander were clearly outliers.
Unfortunately, most employers fell for it.
Although Griffin didn't deliberately compare strengths with other security contracting companies, the visual effect of those youthful and beautiful T-Doll girls was much more appealing than a bunch of tough-looking burly guys.
Instead of having those guys who didn't look like good people protect themselves, why not choose these soft and cute tactical T-Dolls as bodyguards?
Moreover, T-Dolls wouldn't be tempted by money and would obey all orders from their employer.
In many ways, they were more convenient than human security personnel, weren't they?
"That's right. Originally, if M14 and the others hadn't gone to your side, they would have been assigned to Gentiane's command."
"Huh? Is she the poor guy from before?"
Poor guy?
Upon hearing Renault describe herself in such a way, Gentiane's eye twitched.
If it weren't for the fact that this guy had a good relationship with Helian, she would have jumped up and broken his knees!
Come to think of it, this guy is really tall... Hmm? His coat?
As Gentiane walked while staring at Renault, she quickly noticed something unusual about his coat.
That leather coat didn't seem right; it didn't swing as he moved, as if there was something heavy hanging inside...
Just as she was thinking, Gentiane saw Renault raise his hand and open his coat...
Oh!
Gentiane, who had been staring at Renault all along, naturally saw what was under Renault's coat!
Grenades densely packed!?
Is this guy insane!? Who hangs so many grenades in their coat!? If they explode...
Thinking of this, Gentiane instinctively slowed down her pace, but as a result, she almost collided with UMP45 and the others walking behind her.
"Oops, be careful." UMP40 reached out to support Gentiane's back and said with a smile.
"Uh, sorry."
Feeling the force from UMP40's hand, Gentiane finally noticed the silent T-Dolls walking behind Reno.
Just a glance made Gentiane feel skeptical about life.
It seemed that the G&K she joined was the largest security contracting company.
But why did the equipment of these T-Dolls in front of her... seem to be much better than PPSh-41 and the others?
Although there was still no uniform, none of these T-Dolls wore skirts. They all wore pants, and they all had full sets of bulletproof vests and tactical gear. They had various types of grenades hanging all over them, and the number of magazines on them exceeded that of her T-Dolls by more than four times.
Most importantly... did all these T-Dolls carry two guns each?
Huh? Aren't T-Dolls supposed to have imprinted weapons?
Generally, T-Dolls only have their own imprinted weapons, right?
Why can these T-Dolls freely carry two guns? Although most of them are equipped with pistols, the T-Doll with silver hair carries two assault rifles.
In addition, one T-Doll with support armor even carries a strange smoothbore gun with an axe attached to it... Isn't the caliber of that gun too large? Could it be shooting No. 4 shot? Isn't that against the rules?
"Gentiane? Gentiane!"
"Huh? Oh! I'm here, Agent Helian!"
Gentiane, whose attention was completely absorbed by HK416 and SPAS-12's equipment, was suddenly brought back to reality when Helian called out, quickly straightening up and looking at Helian.
"Don't daydream. Your salary level for the security tasks in the next few days will be assessed based on your performance. So, perform well. If there's anything you don't understand, ask Commander Renault."
"Huh? Understood!"
Gentiane, who originally thought she would receive Helian's cold and stern treatment, suddenly realized that Helian's expression didn't seem quite right at the moment, looking rather cheerful...
Hmm? Cheerful?
And when did Agent Helian take out her phone? Did Griffin also issue such devices?
"Well, as long as you understand, someone from Griffin will pick you up after the mission is over."
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