Chapter 279: High-Risk Profession

"Only three in total? Including Gentiane's three T-Dolls, there are only six in total. Are you sure these are tactical T-Dolls assigned to a numbered jurisdiction base?"

Looking at the three T-Dolls in front of him, Renault scratched his head.

Could it be that every commander is assigned three handguns with little firepower?

The three T-Dolls called over by Kalina were the very familiar M1911 and Nagant Revolver, plus a tactical T-Doll Renault hadn't seen before.

She wore a black skirt and didn't carry an imprint weapon, so Renault couldn't remember what type of T-Doll she was.

"Of course, there aren't only three T-Dolls. Headquarters still has many T-Dolls waiting to be deployed. If they are interested, they will apply to join us. Then the number of T-Dolls will increase, and commanders can even directly order from IOP!"

Hearing Kalina's explanation, Renault shrugged helplessly. Ordering from IOP... isn't it random what kind of Doll you'll get after ordering?

It's possible to order a T-Doll with a rifle, only to receive one with a submachine gun...

Facing Renault's indifferent attitude like a 'veteran', Kalina also felt embarrassed.

IOP's Tactical Dolls were difficult to satisfy because they couldn't guarantee which weapon the manufactured doll would be compatible with. They first needed to ensure that the Doll's mentality matched the weapon type, then decide on the level of the body based on the Doll's combat adaptability and suitability for the chosen weapon.

It was the large-scale orders from Griffin recently that had fixed the production process for T-Dolls at IOP.

Anyway, even if they sent a different type of tactical dolls, the commanders at Griffin wouldn't say much. After all, each tactical Doll was an adorable girl. With such cuteness, would you have the heart to scold or blame them?

Of course, there might be a few cases, but they were rare, and Griffin's headquarters didn't have any at the moment. Even if a commander refused them, Griffin's headquarters would take the T-Dolls back. There was no need to worry about Griffin returning them.

Returning them? Ridiculous!

Tactical Dolls also had their rights, and returning them simply didn't exist. At most, the tactical T-Dolls would have their fire control cores dismantled and be reassigned to other positions. After all, in such a large organization like Griffin, there were plenty of vacant positions.

Who cared whether the position was filled by a T-Doll who didn't require much salary or a living human?

As long as they could work, Griffin obviously wouldn't care much.

While Renault and the others were talking, the Nagant Revolver from the S09 jurisdiction walked up to Renault's Nagant Revolver. Her eyes were strange as she scrutinized the other Doll's body.

Different!

She's different from me!

Clearly, we're the same type of Tactical Doll! Both Nagant Revolvers! Why is she not only taller than me but even her chest has reached the level of the M1911!?

Touching her own spacious landing pad, S09 Nagant Revolver was extremely indignant!

"Wow, is this base in the S09 jurisdiction really that big? Is this a large underground cave directly dug out?" MDR was also lying on the window sill of the corridor, looking at the scenery outside in shock.

If it weren't for the pitch-black ceiling above, she would have thought this base was built on the ground.

Griffin had really spared no expense to secure control of this jurisdiction, but why didn't they add more dolls? Such a huge base, but only six tactical dolls?

"Yeah, it looks much bigger than the underground room the commander dug out himself. It looks like a real canyon down here. Hey, do you think there's magma underground?" Simonov also nodded, pinching his chin as she looked outside.

Outside the window was a bottomless, pitch-black canyon. Looking at it this way, it was evident that Griffin didn't use a large number of personnel to dig directly here but instead found a primitive underground space. Then they built this huge sub-base on that basis. In this way, the amount of work was significantly reduced, and only small construction equipment was needed to completely develop the area.

This base was probably built like this. However, SPAS-12 was obviously not interested. Instead of the style and furnishings of the Griffin base, she was more concerned about whether she could eat delicious food here.

This time, apart from the necessary aviation fuel, Renault only brought a few power exoskeletons, mainly for easy transportation of various materials. Otherwise, Renault might not have even brought power exoskeletons.

Just coming out to move something, how long could it take? The sooner he left, the sooner he could return. By the time he got back, he might even catch dinner.

But SPAS-12 clearly intended to have an extra meal on the Griffin side. Just after she came in, her gaze never left the road signs. It was mainly to find out where Griffin's restaurant was located.

Unfortunately, she was ultimately disappointed. All the personnel in the entire base were here. Even if she found the restaurant, what would be the use? There was no one in the kitchen, and there wouldn't be anyone cooking at this time, especially since it was still morning.

On Renault's side, with Gentiane's guarantee, Kalina finally allowed Renault into the tactical command room. Using Griffin's operational map, she pointed out all the places in the surrounding area where resources were likely to exist.

Although she had the intention to mark all the factories and warehouses occupied by Sangvis Ferri to trap Renault, Kalina ultimately couldn't make up her mind. She only marked several resource points that were still within Griffin's control for now.

"These factory and warehouse locations are safe. Especially these places, you can safely transport goods from there. Most of the stuff inside were abandoned by wealthy merchants during the evacuation." Pointing at the clear holographic images of several buildings on the operational map, Kalina sighed.

She had originally wanted Gentiane to send T-Dolls to collect these resources.

Although they were useless to T-Dolls, they could fetch a good price!

With funds, her logistical work would be easier. After all, it wasn't realistic to expect a newly appointed commander to suddenly pull out a lot of cash from their pocket. Besides, Gentiane didn't seem like a wealthy commander. After all, who would run to a PMC company to be a commander if they were rich?

Although commanders could remotely command tactical T-Dolls from the combat command center, what if they were attacked by enemies or Sangvis Ferri at their base? Wouldn't they be scrapped after being hit by a particle weapon?

Despite the relaxed and happy tone of the recruitment advertisement, the role of a Griffin tactical commander was actually a high-risk profession.