Chapter 251: Why!?

"Why haven't you delivered the things he promised me!? When is he going to bring them to me?!"

As soon as Angelia answered the phone, a roaring voice, akin to a lion's roar from the east, echoed through the receiver.

Shocked, Angelia quickly moved the phone away from her ear. It was the first time she had heard Helian speaking in such a roaring manner to someone.

Despite her surprise, she knew she had to respond. If she didn't, Helian might not be the only one yelling at her; Renault might start calling her every day to bother her.

"Um, I've been busy, you see. I just didn't remember for a moment. But..."

"But?"

"But Renault asked me to help find out if you had any suitable commissions. If you do... then he can personally deliver the items to you, right?"

Starting from the moment Angelia spoke the name Renault, every word she uttered was like a needle pricking Helian's nerves. "Alright, I'll contact him right away."

Without any hesitation, Helian responded directly and then promptly hung up the phone.

Among the pile of documents on her desk, after searching for a moment, she picked up one of the commissions that had already been crossed out and abandoned. She sat down and activated Griffin's dedicated communication device.

On the other end, Renault received a message from Angelia after a moment, along with a call from M1911.

"Commander, the G&K communicator in the workshop is ringing."

"Yeah, I know. I'll be right there. Answer it first; it's probably Helian."

Renault nodded and glanced back at RFB, who was still "working hard".

"Don't slack off. Finish early and get off work. Slacking off won't help."

With that said, Renault left the underground workshop, leaving RFB looking helplessly at the densely packed load-bearing columns waiting to be welded.

When he returned to the workshop, Helian had already been waiting in the holographic image.

Seeing Renault enter her field of vision, her eyes lit up. She spoke in the softest tone she could muster, "Long time no see, Renault. I heard you were looking for commissions?"

"Long time? It hasn't been that long, has it? Didn't we just talk on the phone before? Anyway, do you have any suitable commissions?"

Renault pulled over the nearby computer and looked at the design drawings on it, calculating in his mind whether there were any leaks in the underground space he had excavated.

"Um, well, you see, there's a heavy industrial company's arms exhibition in a city in your northeast. They originally approached us, but Griffin's doll attendance schedule is already full, so..."

"So this time it's for security?"

Hearing Helian's words, Renault frowned.

If it was just escorting some items, security work would naturally be very simple; just kill the enemies when encountered.

But if it's this labor exhibition?

Without thinking, Renault was considering how to refuse this commission that didn't quite suit him, when Helian suddenly added.

"The total remuneration for this commission is sixty million. Due to the shortage of manpower at Griffin, only one squadron of doll and one commander can be deployed. Therefore, the remuneration for this commission can be entirely handed over to your side."

Of course, it's also possible to entrust everything to Renault directly.

But in that case... wouldn't she miss the opportunity to meet Renault? That won't do!

And she was a bit selfish.

After all, she was the representative of G&K. Even if she leaned towards favoring one side, it couldn't be too obvious, right?

Seeing Renault still frowning and pondering, Helian continued, "Also, there should be many raw material suppliers invited to the exhibition, after all, those suppliers, more or less, have some industries in the Yellow Zone."

Industries in the Yellow Zone, meaning they might encounter attacks by Infected or threats from rioters and bandits, etc., which wasn't too far-fetched for them to attend the exhibition to buy weapons and equipment.

After all, the restrictions on heavy weapons possession only target people like Griffin who are honest businessmen. For those tycoons with heavy purses and industries everywhere, it's not a big deal at all.

Otherwise, where did the heavy cannons on the city's quarantine walls come from? Did they just pick them up?

Raw material suppliers?

"Alright, I'll take this commission. How many people are needed? How big is the venue?" Renault nodded.

If that's the case, he could go and take a look, and see if he could buy some materials he didn't have from those guys.

"It probably needs about ten doll personnel, or about two squadrons of doll. The specific defense requirements still need to be judged after you personally inspect the venue."

Helian felt relieved, then proceeded to discuss a series of matters regarding the commission with Renault.

But just as Renault nodded to indicate his understanding and was about to hang up the communication, Helian suddenly exclaimed, "Wait! Wait... um, about the phone you said Angelia would bring to me..."

"Yeah? Right, she hasn't come yet. I didn't remember either. I'll bring it this time. When the commander on your side comes, just let him give it to you. Is there anything else?"

"Um, no, that's all. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Nodding, Renault hung up, suddenly feeling puzzled.

Wait, see you tomorrow? What does that mean?

Because they had to arrive early to plan the defense measures, Renault needed to bring his doll subordinates to the scene tomorrow. But fortunately, he had a helicopter at hand, so he didn't have to worry about being late.

But Helian's words were a bit strange, wasn't it the Griffin commander who was supposed to go? She couldn't possibly, as the representative, also need to be present, right?

But anyway, just go if you want to go. It didn't affect him much.

Renault immediately called all the doll personnel over and asked who wanted to go on the mission.

HK416 naturally took the lead.

As soon as she heard about the mission, she was more enthusiastic than anyone else. UMP45 and UMP9 also volunteered, and even UMP40 was pulled along.

As for the AK47 group who had just arrived a few days ago, they were left behind.

However, M1919A4 was pressed back by Renault. This was a security mission. What's the point of you carrying a heavy machine gun around?

In addition, accompanying them were SPAS-12 as the helicopter pilot and the relatively stable MP40.

As for the others? Of course, they stayed home and watched the house, doing whatever they needed to do.

The next morning, before dawn, the team packed up and set off, leaving RFB looking at the helicopter getting farther and farther away, who felt like crying without tears.

I want to go too! I don't want to weld columns in the workshop every day!