The entire room was filled with various devices, even though most of the main building of the manor had collapsed, these devices hidden in the basement of the building continued to operate.
Signaling a few tactical dolls to stay in place, Reno squinted and walked in first, while Nagant Revolver, who stayed behind, lifted her chopstick-like legs and poked the P38 beside her, "Hey, how did you find that unidentified file?"
"Hmm? Because some basic electronic warfare equipment was installed on the previous modules, so I'm a bit sensitive to these foreign files and data flows, but there's no need to worry now, Commander installed a firewall, so these strange things won't take effect."
"Huh? Is that so? Obviously, all the moduless are the same, why do you have such more sophisticated equipment?" Hearing P38's words, Nagant Revolver immediately felt a sour taste rising, why was it that only her modules was weak and useless!
"Well, maybe some company or individual intended to order a doll as a network administrator, but for some unknown reason, returned it?" P38 looked up at Reno, trying to recall some memories about her own identity.
Unfortunately, apart from the startup diagnostic program after leaving the factory, there were no memories prior that had been activated before hand at all.
"Well, don't be discouraged, Commander will definitely prepare better moduless for you in the future! The one I'm using now is just an ordinary modules." M1911 comforted.
After Reno's repair, M1911's current body was completely pieced together from two different parts, the upper body using a lightweight plastic frame, and the lower body using a steel frame.
Because the main power system was not replaced, she occasionally felt that her upper and lower limbs were not very coordinated.
There used to be a feeling of being top-heavy and light-footed, but now it's just the opposite.
"And what about you, Simonov? Did you install electronic warfare systems too? You found that thing immediately as soon as you were reminded," Nagant Revolver asked.
"Ah, it's nothing, I just tinkered around a bit during the memory recovery process earlier, if you guys want, you can do it too."
She discovered it when she was initially fitted with wheeled legs. At that time, she wanted to see if she had stored any instructions on how to use these wheeled legs...
Unfortunately, she didn't find the instructions, but she did sway around the clean bottom Level 3 layer of her neural cloud more than once.
"So, Commander had already made all these preparations for battle without us noticing? In fact, the battle started when we entered the city?" M1 Garand frowned, thinking of the mines Reno had buried in front of the warehouse without their knowledge, and the additional firewall in her own neural core.
A sense of powerlessness surged up suddenly, even now... their commander was walking ahead alone...
I...
"Um... I'm really useless." BM59 sighed, holding the unfamiliar weapon in her hand.
"You won't be in the future, while you're still so weak, enjoy the little leisure time left."
Ignoring the tactical dolls behind her, Reno responded to BM59's words without looking back, while dismantling useful things from these instruments.
"Hey? He heard that!" Hearing Reno's words, BM59 was startled. She thought Reno was more than ten meters away from her, so she shouldn't hear her muttering, who knew her hearing was so good...
"If you have time, go to the top of the building and see if there are any signal towers or the like around, probably in the northwest direction, if there are, call me."
"Understood!"
Hearing Reno's instructions, M1 Garand, who had been somewhat disheartened just now, immediately responded, dragging BM59 and running towards the rooftop.
"It's great, I also want to restore my original doll form... By the way? There are already so many dolls under the ruins below, can't we dismantle some parts and let the Commander assemble two more body parts?"
Watching M1 Garand and BM59 run away, Nagant Revolver couldn't help but envy their long legs, but then she thought of those dolls buried under the rubble.
Although those dolls were just civilian autonomous doll models, wasn't she also converted from a civilian model! Just changing the body! It's just a matter of minutes for the Commander!
"If you want to, let M1911 and Simonov go with you, bring back more usable parts, and the excess can be used as spare parts."
"Okay! Sisters! Follow me!"
Hearing Reno's words, Nagant Revolver stopped feeling sour, immediately got up from the ground, and ran out in the direction they came from, shouting.
"Hey! Wait! Wait up, Nagant Revolver!" M1911 and P38 hurried to catch up.
"Commander, are you okay being alone here?" About to follow suit, Simonov looked back at Reno, who was still carefully dismantling the instruments, and asked with some concern.
"It's okay, I am just going to dismantle these two things and it's done in a short while, you go first, I'll be right there."
"Okay." Simonov responded, then followed with her AK15 and chased after M1911 in the direction they left.
...
"Hey! Do you understand anything! This is the real alcohol beverage suitable for dolls! Not only does it have the pure taste of VODKA, it can also be efficiently converted into usable energy through the doll's digestive system. It's not an exaggeration to call this the liquid gold for dolls!"
"What nonsense! What efficient conversion, if it's efficient, why is Tokarev like this now!?" Watching Tokarev, who was clinging to her, Galil was really going crazy.
Unable to contact the headquarters already, and now the only one with some command ability, Tokarev, was also unconscious...
What should they do now!
"Well, well, don't worry about these trivial matters, she just lacks experience dealing with this treasure, a few more times and she'll be fine, gulp! Ah! That's refreshing!"
Saying that, AK47 took another sip, intending to continue drinking, but since there was only a little left in the bottle now, she didn't know when she could drink it next time, so she cautiously put the bottle away again.
"Hmm? Galil?" Just as AK47 stood up after putting away the bottle, she noticed that Galil, who had been scratching her head and shouting just now, suddenly stopped.
Her originally annoyed expression immediately became calm, and her pupils began to turn red...
"Hey hey? Galil? Are you okay?"
"Damn it! What's wrong with that bastard's doll!? Why was the mind rewriting program intercepted!?"
"Huh? Galil! What nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing Galil suddenly uttering such irrelevant words, AK47 frowned, and quietly released the safety catch on the etched weapon she was holding.
"Tsk! How can even Peter's dolls be like this? Huh? Can alcohol cause the overwrite program to fail? What the hell is this damn principle?"