Chapter 234: Shadows in the Dark

"I'm not entirely sure about Commander Peter Lenkov's situation either. From what I recall, the last thing I remember is backing up my neural cloud map at the base, and then I woke up at Griffin headquarters," AK47 pondered for a moment, her face showing some discomfort as she spoke.

This situation was something any reasonably functioning doll would understand. There had been no mention from the Griffin headquarters about relocating her back to Base 939, and she had inquired about it...

That base seemed to have been completely taken over by Sangvis Ferri now. The entire area had fallen under Sangvis's occupation.

AK47 couldn't say for sure what had become of Peter Lenkov and the other dolls, but it was certain that she had already died once herself.

Hearing AK47's words, Renault nodded knowingly.

He wasn't surprised by this news, as Sangvis's attack direction was clear. They were heading straight for G&K's HQ, and most of their main attacks were concentrated there.

Perhaps they knew Renault was operating in the coastal area, or they had no interest in the facilities along the coast. Regardless, Sangvis's main attack areas were all north of the cities where Renault had previously operated.

Initially, the Sangvis units in the facilities east of the Griffin headquarters had also gathered to launch an attack towards Griffin's jurisdiction.

However, without elite Sangvis commanders in those factories and outposts, and with the Statesec quickly cutting off the energy supply to those factories and outposts, the Sangvis units there were rendered useless.

They were probably all already recovered and dismantled by IOP, truly becoming nothing more than scrap metal.

In this inexplicable outbreak of battle, there were definitely many unlucky ones like Peter Lenkov who got caught up in it.

Of course, there were more like AK47 who fell under Sangvis's guns without understanding what was happening.

"Are you just here to check on the situation at the Sangvis factory? You probably can't contact the G&K headquarters now, right?" Renault asked as he tidied up the tools they had just used, glancing at the doll figures.

Apart from M1919A4 carrying a large ammo box, the other dolls were lightly equipped, with only a few magazines and backpacks containing emergency rations and spare ammunition.

From the looks of it, they must have gone directly to the Sangvis factory, conducted reconnaissance, and then withdrawn to a fixed location for evacuation. Although communication might be temporarily interrupted due to the helicopter's withdrawal, it didn't affect the tactical dolls' mission execution.

Apart from being stingy and not equipping the dolls with radiation protection gear, everything else seemed fine.

The only question was... didn't Helian know he was in this location?

Why deliberately send a team of dolls to check on the situation at the Sangvis Workshop? Couldn't they just ask him? Was she afraid he would take the opportunity to charge a commission fee?

Although it was possible, such a simple matter shouldn't require payment. After all, this was a straightforward task, and even if he asked for money, how much could he possibly get for walking a few steps?

Others weren't fools.

"Well, we can't contact them now, but we'll be able to evacuate by tomorrow night. It's just a temporary situation," AK47 spoke up, seeing M1919A4 and M14 standing beside her in silence. It was clear that AK47 was the leader of this operation.

However, although the other two didn't speak, they still stared at Spectre M4, who had already eaten her fill, with eyes full of longing, their hands already reaching into their backpacks for emergency rations, clearly hesitating whether to eat them.

But how could the rations issued by Griffin compare to the large bowl of rice Spectre M4 had just eaten! As soon as they woke up, they smelled the fragrance of the food, the sauce, and the aroma of the rice...

Although the dolls' sense of smell didn't exceed that of normal humans, they still had a sense of smell to this extent. After all, the entire workshop was filled with the smell of pork cutlet rice.

Seeing AK47 absent-minded, along with the other two doll figures beside her who were starving, Renault waved his hand dismissively,

"Alright, it's fine. As long as you don't bump into Simonov or any other doll, everything will be fine. While G36 is still resting, go to the restaurant and have her make something for you."

"But our mission..." Hearing Renault's words, AK47 hesitated. After all, running off to eat in the middle of a mission was a bit...

"The mission is not important. After you finish eating, call Maria and have Simonov or M1 Garand drive you over. It's just a reconnaissance mission. Once you've checked the factory's current situation, consider it completed."

"Oh, okay." Hearing Renault's words, AK47 scratched her head in disbelief.

Following behind Spectre M4 as they walked out of the workshop towards the restaurant, several dolls couldn't help but ask AK47 when they saw no one around, "Hey, AK47, this Commander's base looks really big! Where did you meet him before?"

M14 looked around the spacious and brightly lit dormitory building as she walked, which had been completely refurbished by G36 and others, no longer the dilapidated appearance it had before. Everything had been freshly painted.

"It was probably before I was reincarnated. Back then, he was also leading several dolls, but this guy shouldn't be the commander of Griffin. I remember seeing him directly ask Agent Helian for commission fees before."

Obviously, it wasn't just M14 who cared about this issue. The other two dolls, upon hearing her words, all looked at her with curious eyes. But before the other dolls could think of anything else, AK47 poured cold water on them.

If he wasn't a commander of Griffin, it meant they couldn't be directly transferred to this base at their request...

It was a pity, as this base looked very comfortable, and most importantly... even Spectre M4, an outsider, could eat so well as soon as she arrived. It was likely that the daily meals here wouldn't be bad at all!

"What do you want to eat?"

However, all these scattered thoughts were forgotten by them as they entered the restaurant and heard G36's words.

Why think so much? Let's eat first!

Meanwhile, about ten kilometers north of Renault's factory area, in the abandoned airport, a solitary figure stood in the dilapidated terminal, holding her weapon tightly in her hands, pacing back and forth in the empty building.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on the direction outside the airport, where figures were swaying and steadily approaching her position.

And the faint reflection of light emanating from those figures had already exposed their identities.

Masses of ELID infected.