"Repairs are complete. Try out your new equipment." With the final wire connected, Renault patted the external camera mounted on UMP45's shell.
"Whoa! What's this?! The whole world is shaking! An earthquake... no, what is this thing!?"
Just as UMP45 opened her eyes and noticed that the clarity of her vision seemed to have improved, she was startled by what the camera captured!
She actually saw the back of her head... no, wait! It was the back of an Dinergate! And there were mini tires that should have been connected to the positions of the two chopstick-like front legs!?
The more she looked, the more it resembled something torn off a toy!
"Alright, take your time to enjoy it. I have another client to attend to."
With a wave of his hand and a smile, Renault walked out of the workshop.
Angelia arrived pretty quickly this time, within just over an hour. Was she waiting by the helicopter the whole time?
"Wait! Come back! How am I supposed to get down from the table like this!?"
UMP45, feeling nervous, tried to turn the few wheels she had just put on, hesitating to directly descend from the one-meter-high 'cliff' to the ground.
The Dinergate's shell wasn't that sturdy, and she was still using a regular external camera.
Who knows if dropping from the table would break it!
"Sorry, 45, I also... wait! Let me see if I can find a cardboard box!"
UMP9 was about to say she couldn't help either, but then she remembered the cardboard boxes piled up in the storeroom.
Most of them were left by Nagant Revolver, originally used to store snacks, but G36 had moved the snacks to the warehouse next to the kitchen, rendering the boxes useless.
However, Nagant Revolver still collected all these boxes and stacked them in the storeroom next to the workshop.
"Huh?" Before UMP45 could react, UMP9 had already rushed out with her short legs.
...
"Seriously, every time I come here, I have to wear this thick protective suit. When are you going to move to a place that's not in the contaminated zone?"
Just jumped off the helicopter, Angelia began to complain to Renault.
"I can, if you find me a place with all the facilities and rent and utilities waived, I'll move."
Renault said and glanced at the cockpit of the helicopter.
Apparently, Angelia didn't bring Dier and Sier this time. The two pilots in the cockpit seemed to be Statesec agents.
"Forget it, I can't find a place like that. Rent might be possible, but utilities... tsk tsk." Although she didn't know what Renault did to the main control equipment of the nuclear power plant, she sent someone to check it later. The status displayed on the line indicated that the power had been cut off from Renault's side long ago.
But obviously, that wasn't the case. How did Renault manage to supply electricity to his home with over twenty T-Dolls? Although the power consumption of T-Dolls was not high individually, it was still a considerable amount when multiplied.
Plus, this guy modified his own T-Dolls, the power consumption must be far beyond the ordinary doll produced by IOP.
"Let's go, let's go see that fatty, it would be best to take him away. I don't have spare food to feed prisoners here."
Waving his hand, Renault led Angelia straight to the warehouse where the Mech were stored.
Of course, the two pilots didn't come down. Otherwise, Renault would have brought the person out directly.
It was still daytime now, although the sun couldn't be seen at all these days, the brightness at the moment obviously didn't require turning on the lights.
The dormitory area was quiet, as were the several factories. The vertical farms were lit up, but Renault had covered the factory building with light-blocking materials, so no light could be seen from the outside.
There was light in the breeding area, but the factory building was conveniently blocked by the dormitory building. The two pilots in the cockpit could only see it after getting off and running four or five hundred meters around the dormitory building. Otherwise, it was the same as here, and nothing could be seen.
As Renault pushed open the small door of the warehouse and let Angelia in, the first thing that caught her eye startled her,
"You!? You actually brought this thing back!?"
Angelia was surprised.
She didn't expect Reno to bring this thing back!
Even if this mech might be a test product made by a military industrial enterprise, it was still a mech.
Heavy armed equipment, even if there was only one, was unlikely to cause any harm to a city with large quarantine walls, but the risk definitely existed.
They only built a circle of quarantine walls around the city, not completely enclosing the entire green zone!
There would always be one or two weak defense points where those with malicious intentions could enter.
If someone piloted a mech and rushed into the green zone, sabotaging communication or transportation lines between cities, or even attacking passing vehicles and convoys... regardless of the outcome, no one would be willing to take responsibility for it.
"Leaving it there won't work either. If those guys took it away, it would be a pity if it was bombed. It's better to bring it back and modify it to be used as an engineering robot. Overall, its usefulness is only at this level."
Listening to Renault's words, and considering his somewhat contemptuous tone, Angelia couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Who are you trying to provoke? If you don't like this thing, why bring it back? Why don't you just dismantle the mech into parts?
"Alright, stop showing off your eyes. Look at this guy, captured from the enemy's base. When we attacked, this guy was frantically trying to climb into the cockpit, but unfortunately, this guy couldn't get up there."
Unfastening the iron chain tied to the pillar, Renault let the fatty, who had fallen onto the ground from the ceiling, down.
However, this guy seemed to be silent now. Could he be dead?
This was strange. It had only been about an hour, and SPAS-12 hadn't hung him upside down. Shouldn't this situation be impossible?
Crack!
The fatty dropped to the ground like a boneless worm, making a loud noise. Except for the sound of landing, both Renault and Angelia clearly heard a gurgling noise, sounding like water...
"Ah!? No! Don't kill me! Let me go! Let me go!"
A few seconds later, the fatty lying on the ground struggled to get up, twisting his body while wailing miserably, as if Renault had subjected him to inhumane torture.
"How about it, do you want this guy? If not, I'll deal with him nearby. There's a graveyard just a few steps south."
Frowning, Angelia looked down at the fatty, "Yes... this guy looks familiar, I think I've seen him in the data. It's better to take him back for verification."