Renault spoke without holding back, so most of the T-dolls in the restaurant heard him the moment he spoke.
Originally, they didn't take battle plans seriously.
After all, their commander's battle plans? It seemed like there never were any such things, right? They usually just gave a few words of caution and then charged forward.
But… this time, at the mention of the word "Zerg," the T-dolls were forced to take it seriously…
M200 felt a bit of a headache. She glanced at the imprint weapon beside her, then at the gun that Renault had later issued them.
Then, thinking back to the Zerg they'd encountered in the training facility, and the power armor and rail-gun rifles they'd used to fight them, it felt like an ordinary, unremarkable toy.
"Commander, what about our weapons?"
"Don't worry about the weapons. Everyone going there will be in power armor, so imprint weapons might not be useful. Even if we do encounter mutants, we still have the gunship's artillery."
If that doesn't work, they can just use the Jupiter Cannons on the ship.
As for whether the Jupiter cannons would cause the pollution in this heavily contaminated area to spread? That didn't concern him.
Besides, Renault didn't think a single Jupiter Cannon attack would cause such serious consequences.
This polluted area has remained this way for over a decade. If it was going to spread, it would have already spread. How could their intrusion cause such a drastic change?
"It's still early. We still have about three hours to reach the designated location. Discuss it among yourselves and finalize the list before the time comes."
Aside from the mandatory AR15, there were still seven spots left. With dozens of dolls at home, how could seven people just come together and fill them?
Fortunately, many T-dolls at home were still very enthusiastic about going on missions.
After all, they earned more pocket money, and since there wasn't much else to do on the ship, being able to wander around was certainly a good idea.
...
The ship was still moving very quickly.
Although it had to bypass the military and several other areas' air defenses, shortly before the three-hour mark, Renault's ship, under the control of UMP45, had already entered the heavily polluted area, shrouded in dark clouds.
"This is the heavily polluted area... We just entered, and it's like a grayscale filter has been applied to the portholes... Isn't this a bit too much? If we leave the ship, won't our system crash immediately?"
WA2000 looked out the window at the rolling dark clouds and shuddered at the thought of them possibly going on a mission in such a place.
Shile fighting Griffin and Sangvis was certainly dangerous, the situation here was...
This is too outrageous!
"I'm afraid it really will. And if it were me and wz.29... we'd probably collapse the moment we exited the hatch... Oh, and MG42."
"What? Our bodies aren't meant for use in such extreme conditions. Who would spend so much money on protective gear for such a situation?" MG42 said helplessly upon hearing Buzzsaw's words.
WA2000 was fine, after all. Her body was one of the most advanced among the others, so she should be able to hold out for a while in this high-concentration radiation environment... just a little while.
A doll capable of operating and navigating such restricted zone must have a wealth of information about dangerous environments stored in her body. A lower-level doll's neural cloud wouldn't be able to store it. Only higher-level dolls and above are capable of this kind of work.
And not only would the body and neural core require special modifications, but even the equipment they wear would undoubtedly be of considerable value. Before entering Griffin, many of them were modified from ordinary civilian T-dolls with fire control cores, so their bodies naturally didn't have that kind of equipment.
"Well, the commander didn't ask us to go on a mission, did he? Aren't the T-dolls that signed up Commander Renault's original T-dolls?"
Springfield smiled helplessly at WA2000who was sweating profusely from fear, and reminded her.
You have to remember that besides letting them get acquainted with the other T-dolls, Renault hadn't assigned them any work at all.
Just now, Buzzsaw and MG42 wanted to join in the fun and check out the situation, but the quarantine door leading to Hangar 2 had already been lowered.
Before they could take a few steps, G36, who had returned, persuaded them to return.
The T-dolls that signed up for missions with Renault all had their bodies remodeled.
With their Renault-made bodies, they had no problem moving around freely. Springfield and the others, who had just arrived, were in a difficult position, so G36 naturally wouldn't let them run over and cause trouble for Renault.
"That's true... but why are all the quarantine doors in the corridor down? And are all the Rippers congregating in the upper area near the restaurant? I remember them previously operating in the middle and lower levels?"
"It's just a precaution, to prevent excessive radiation from collapsing and contaminating the interior of the ship when the hatch is opened," G36 said, standing behind the restaurant bar, wiping dishes.
"As for the Rippers and Vespid, the reason is the same as yours. Their bodies are still the same. While they have better radiation resistance, they haven't been tested in this environment."
Even if they had been tested, Renault had no way of getting the test reports or anything like that. They were all stored on the Sangvis Ferri servers. He didn't have the time to travel all the way back to Sangvis Ferri headquarters just for a trivial test report.
"Oh," G36 spoke, with WA2000 and Buzzsaw nodded in understanding.
They also made a mental note of the replacement, but they didn't know when it would be their turn. M3 and the other nine dolls were still waiting.
...
M3, Stg-44, and the others WA2000 and the others were worried about watched with some trepidation as Scarecrow fiddled with a doll freshly removed from the printing machine right in front of them.
"Anyway, these are the things you need to pay attention to when using this new body. Have you memorized them?" Scarecrow pointed at the doll next to her, and with the help of the holographic images nearby, she lectured the dolls who wede currently only had a neural core left as a body.
There were nine dolls here. She couldn't possibly explain everything to every one of them, could she?
These were all relatively common issues. With a little attention, they'd be familiar with the new control system in just a dozen minutes. It wasn't difficult; the dolls would definitely remember.
However, to be on the safe side, she chose the most reliable one based on Renault's assessment.
"Alright, Type 80, you can try moving your arms."