Just as AK-12 had only just closed her eyes, she suddenly opened them wide due to the cat's actions.
Without the entire cover of her eyelids, her eyes immediately started processing vast amounts of data emanating from the tactical dolls in the dining area.
Various data about the tactical dolls, from height to weight, and even body structure, all crucial data affecting combat capability, were absorbed by AK-12.
However, just less than two seconds after opening her eyes, the alarms in her neural core started screaming wildly.
The tactical tactical dolls before her were all judged as extremely dangerous unidentified targets by her combat assistance module!
The bright red warning signs kept flashing in her field of vision!
This made AK-12 quickly close her eyes and bow her head, panting heavily with cold sweat on her forehead.
"AK-12?"
Seeing her unusual behavior, both AN-94 and Angelia looked at her in surprise, "Are you okay?"
Because she was just manufactured, so her debugging hadn't been completed yet?
Angelia couldn't help but worry. Was she too hasty in getting AK-12 and AN-94 out of Shaw's hands?
"Nothing... just accepted too much data for a moment... Angelia, are you sure everything is fine here? These tactical dolls aren't even produced by IOP."
Although she and AN-94 weren't produced by IOP either.
But now, among the legal doll manufacturers on the market, especially doll manufacturers, only IOP was the most famous. Other small manufacturers didn't even have permission to produce tactical dolls.
The most crucial point was that none of these tactical dolls in front of her had any identity recognition codes, and the strength of the bodies and energy circuits of the basic frames seemed very abnormal!
Hearing AK-12 say this in a low voice, Angelia patted AK-12's shoulder, "Don't think too much, there won't be any problems. Besides, when you say this, someone is listening across from us."
As she said this, Angelia pointed to Renault eating noodles opposite them.
Despite the slightly noisy atmosphere in the restaurant, it seemed that Renault must have heard it because Angelia had clearly seen Renault shrug nonchalantly after seeing AK-12's eyes.
Because AK-12's eyes were nothing special to Renault. It just added some irrelevant functions to the eyeballs and slightly improved the computing power of the doll.
Moreover, it was deliberately designed to open when the doll started its functions and close when it stopped.
Was it difficult to set the doll to start without the eye closing function? For Renault, its not difficult at all.
It's just that as soon as this guy opened her eyes, the surprise that should have been on her face disappeared instantly. This increase in computing power obviously came at the cost of sacrificing some basic functions of the doll.
Should it be said that it was really a doll pulled out from the Security Bureau? Even the neural core of the doll itself had undergone some degree of modification. AK-12 looked normal when her eyes were closed, with a slight smile on her lips.
But once she opened her eyes, she would immediately become a combat machine that prioritized combat and missions. Although AN-94 wasn't as extreme as AK-12, she still looked colder than a normal doll.
It was only when she was holding the orange cat just now that some emotional changes could be seen.
Compared to his dolls at home, it was lighter to say that their emotions were not rich enough. Even M200, the quietest one at home, seemed to have more emotions than AN-94.
But this was probably because Statesec had different requirements for tactical dolls, or the guy in Statesec responsible for manufacturing dolls had a different understanding of tactical dolls.
And hearing what Angelia said, AK-12 could only awkwardly scratch her cheek and start eating, wondering if it was too late to apologize for speaking ill of others in front of them.
Renault didn't care much about this. It was just a couple of words. It's not like he was being scolded to his face, so it wasn't a big deal.
"Have you ever thought about removing that function from your eyes? Or changing it so you can control it yourself?"
After quickly finishing lunch, Renault took a sip of water and asked AK-12.
"Huh? Can it be done?" Hearing Renault say this, AK-12 was stunned for a moment and asked, but then shook her head, "Forget it, even if it's modified now, it will return to its original state when we go back for inspection."
"Alright, as long as you're happy." Shruging his shoulders, Renault naturally wouldn't insist, after all, they weren't dolls under his command. "When are we leaving?"
"Um, maybe a little later, it's best to act at night, it will be easier to take away that broker at night." Angelia scratched her head, saying so.
And Renault's face turned black. At night? He said he was going to buy something, and now you're saying we're going out at night?
In the dead of night, after catching the person, we'll run away. Will there still be time to go shopping? Do I have to top up the fuel by half a tank and fly back the next day to buy things?
"Then let's go in a while, after we arrive, we'll buy things first, and then wait until night to act." It was just right to go early, to explore the local situation in advance, personnel conditions, and terrain conditions, etc.
Since Angelia didn't provide any data, he would have to do it himself.
He preferred to thoroughly investigate the situation before taking action, rather than rushing in blindly like Angelia. At that time, he might not even need to fire a shot.
"Oh...?" Hearing Renault's words, Angelia was stunned for a moment and looked at AK-12 and AN-94 somewhat helplessly.
She still wanted to let them try the training device. In addition to the training levels that the two had just entered, there were many other training levels in the training device, and if the difficulty was slightly reduced...
AK-12 and AN-94's performance should not be so bad, right?
Seeing Angelia's thoughtful look, Renault guessed what she was thinking. It was just that they completely failed to see the combat capabilities of AK-12 and AN-94 in the training device just now.
So he calculated to let them try again. After all, this cost money, and just two hours of training was far from worth the return ticket.
"Alright, stop hesitating, the training device is still there, it won't fly away. It's not too late to come back after catching the person."
"Okay, since you say so." Angelia couldn't help but pout helplessly. Since Renault had said so, what else could she say? Strongly demand that we must depart at night again?
She didn't think Renault would easily change his mind, and it seemed that there was indeed a small problem with leaving at night. That was, it was very likely to get lost on the way back.
Nowadays, it wasn't an era where the land was brightly lit at night, and not only was there no guidance from lights due to civilization being sparse than before the Belkan Incident, even the navigation system couldn't operate normally outside the Green Zone for so long.
If you wanted to fly at night now, you had to have the corresponding terrain map pre-installed in the helicopter.
But the transport helicopter that Renault planned to use for purchasing obviously did not have this function.
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