Chapter 198: Safe Travels, Sir

"Why haven't the guards shown up yet?" HK416 glanced back at the warehouse engulfed in flames, puzzled by the gunshots and explosions that had just occurred. The commotion would have surely reached several nearby districts, especially F District, but the guards she usually avoided hadn't shown up yet.

"Why should they? Only those doll traffickers who competed with them for business died. No one cares about their lives, just like no one cares about the life of an illegal stray doll," Renault replied nonchalantly.

The main reason was that Renault had caused too much damage in a very short time. In less than half an hour, dozens of doll traffickers and doll traders lay dead in the streets, most of them armed.

More people came, Yet they still ended up lying down, didn't they?

Furthermore, the conflict occurred in F District, the most chaotic area, which the guards couldn't control. If they wanted someone to intervene, they could go to the black market, as this was their territory.

Renault didn't care about the thoughts of the local guards. If they didn't come looking for trouble, everyone could just mind their own business. If they did, they would see whose weapons were tougher.

"Competing for business..." Upon hearing Renault's words, HK416 choked on her words.

Most of the illegal stray dolls wandering the streets were collected by IOP themselves. Those that IOP didn't bother with were mostly collected by local departments in various regions, some disassembled locally, some sent back to IOP...

But ultimately, it was up to those who found these stray dolls to decide which ones needed to be disassembled and which ones needed to be sent back to IOP...

In a sense, the behavior of doll traffickers in collecting illegal stray dolls could indeed be considered "competing for business" with the guards.

On the way back to the small airport, shops that received orders from Renault had already begun to transport the goods to the airport one after another. When they saw Renault leading a few dolls walking on the road, these workers and the shop owners in charge of supervision couldn't help but shudder.

No one wanted to provoke a madman, especially one who had no scruples and was openly killing people on the street, while giving no face to the local guards.

Even if they went to the guards now to seek justice and report him, it would be useless. If the guards were to come, they would have done so on their own without anyone calling them. But now the problem was that the guards were all hiding like turtles.

"Phew, what a scary guy. Just looking at him from afar gives me the creeps."

A man who walked out of a small restaurant holding guard uniforms, looked at the departing Renault and his group from a distance. The older man wiped his sweat and said, but his words were immediately refuted by the younger man beside him.

"Really? I don't feel that way. Captain, I think you're scaring yourself."

"Tsk! Young people nowadays are so unreliable! I've fought in the third war! I can tell! That guy in the coat! He looks like a tough one just by looking at him!"

"Uh, that's just the bloodstains on his body!"

"Hey! Don't doubt me! If you're so brave, go and stop him yourself. Don't blame me for not warning you when you get your head chopped off!" Seeing that his young subordinate still didn't believe him, the older captain rolled his eyes and said impatiently.

"Hiss! Forget it..." Upon hearing the captain's words, the younger team member immediately shrank his neck, and the image of those unlucky doll traffickers with their skulls split open immediately flashed through his mind.

This method of death was too cruel...

In fact, they had already arrived at the scene when Renault fired the first shot. However, the situation was too chaotic at the time, and they naturally didn't dare to rush out rashly. Moreover, there were only Renault and a group of doll traffickers in the battle. The ordinary civilians already had fled, so they naturally didn't rush to intervene.

Unfortunately, after seeing Renault kill more than twenty doll traffickers in just a few seconds, the two of them didn't dare to take a step forward. They just used their communicator to report the situation to headquarters.

And considering the number of doll traffickers who rushed over later, coupled with the weapons in their hands, the two of them didn't dare to act rashly.

The result was that the two of them had thoroughly observed the whole situation from afar with binoculars.

And on the headquarters' side, they didn't order them to intervene, and in the end, they could only keep an eye on the opponent's movements and report any abnormalities.

"By the way, Mr. Commander, can you send us for repairs at the nearby doll repair shop? We can't work off our debt in this state, can we?" UMP45 was really anxious now as they approached the airport.

If they stayed in this city, after they were repaired, they might still have a chance to escape from Renault's hands. As long as they found the safe house locations given by Angelia, they could get supplies and communicators.

As long as they could contact Angelia, maybe... maybe Angelia could send someone to rescue them.

But Renault and his group had come by helicopter, or rather, a heavy transport aircraft. Who knows how far they would have to fly before landing! If they flew to some remote place, she and UMP9 would be in a difficult situation!

"Repairs?"

"Where are we going for repairs? Don't worry, Commander will definitely have you both completely fixed up! After repairs, you'll be as good as new, just like when you left the factory!" Simonov, carrying UMP9 on her back, smiled and gave UMP45 a thumbs-up.

Finishing her words, she held out the bottle of soda in her hand to UMP9's mouth behind her, and UMP9 obediently took a big sip!

"Haha! 45, I heard Simonov say they have food and drinks there, and we don't have to go too far to work! It sounds much better than what we're dealing with now!"

"Shut up! Why?! Just because someone gave you a sip of soda!" UMP45 snapped, then saw UMP9 stick out her tongue at her.

This girl! At a time like this... she didn't have time to be dragged to some unknown place to be an ordinary autonomous doll!

There are some things she needed to find out!

Unfortunately...

Her idea was good, but Renault didn't take the bait at all. Sitting next to the helicopter, he watched as the workers loaded all the goods into the helicopter's cargo hold, then without a word, he flew the helicopter away from the city.

Without any hesitation, he left no chance for UMP45 to try to be clever...

With a deadpan expression, UMP45 looked at UMP9 sitting across from her. UMP9 was now quite comfortable, with people feeding her snacks every time she opened her mouth.

She observed the rest of the dolls.

A group of dolls sat in the cabin, holding the snacks they bought, eating non-stop.

Could you guys at least give me a bite too?