LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Coincidental Encounter?
A few dolls, along with Reno, moved the purchased supplies into the carriage.
The originally spacious truck now had its space halved, with most of it occupied by the purchased supplies, some of which were items that couldn't bear weight and had to be scattered around the truck.
Nagant, feeling a bit sulky, took out her imprinted weapon and began to maintain them. These days, her etched weapons had been kept in the box. Although they hadn't been used, since Reno had stored them away, they hadn't been maintained. Besides, there was nothing else to do in the car now.
P38 was the same. It had been several days since she touched her imprinted weapon. Now that it was in her hand, she seemed to feel complete.
Jaeger, sitting between the two, was now holding two Dinergates that had lost their cores, twisting her head back and forth between Nagant and P38, as if still not understanding how the two had transformed from Dinergates into T-Dolls.
Noticing Jaeger's gaze, and seeing her still clutching the two Dinergates, Nagant couldn't help but sigh, even though she was still upset. "I've told you, those two Dinergates have lost their cores. We're here now."
"They... won't move." Jaeger, hearing this, looked down at the Dinergates in her hands and then said to Nagant and P38.
Compared to before, Jaeger's speech was now quite fluent, at least not stuttering word by word anymore.
"Well, let's talk about the Dinergates later. For now, let's get ready. We've arrived at the doll traffickers' camp." Before P38 could finish speaking, Reno's voice rang out among the communicators of the group of dolls.
Since they had been active in this town for a long time, the doll traffickers' camp was naturally not far from the town. It only took about twenty minutes to drive here.
Moreover, their camp was conveniently hidden behind a hill, so unless someone specifically came to search, it was not easy to find their camp from the road.
"Oh, are we here?" Simonov stuck her head out, looking at the camp in the distance composed of several camping tents.
"It's not very big. By the way, Commander, is there anything worth our visit in these guys' lair? The doll traffickers should only have some doll parts and cheap items, right?"
From the equipment of the doll traffickers who besieged Base 939 of G&K before, it could be seen that although their weapons and equipment were better than ordinary doll traffickers, they were not particularly sophisticated.
Since seeing those unidentified enemies bearing protective suuts who came in helicopters before, Simonov now looked down on the things in the hands of these people.
"The doll trafficker before said he had a communicator that could directly contact the black market." This time, he came for that thing.
Some things, even if Griffin was powerful, they might not be able to get some. After all, they were all prohibited items, and Griffin definitely couldn't get them openly. Perhaps G&K's bosses could, but Helian probably couldn't.
And he deliberately asked M1 Garand to pay attention to whether there were any places in the city selling weapons, but the result was nothing. If all the contracting areas of Griffin were like this, he would have to find another way to get ammunition and weapons.
Unless he directly sought Helian's help to purchase ammunition and weapons from G&K.
But the money in his hands was earned from Griffin. Now, to buy ammunition and weapons, he would send the money back?
Although there was no problem when he thought about it carefully, If he does this, Reno always felt something was wrong, feeling like he had become a sub-base commander under G&K if does so...
"Oh, the black market. I've heard of that place, but it seems that things sold there are very expensive..." Simonov, upon hearing Reno's words, nodded thoughtfully and held onto her AK15, which she had been using for several days. After the truck stopped, she jumped down from the carriage.
"Commander, there's no life response in the camp." M1 Garand, holding a gun, relaxed her furrowed brows upon seeing that there were no living people in the camp.
"Okay, but be careful. Those guys might have buried some mines in the camp." It was like what happened at Base 939 to MK23. Even though they had finished the battle, she had fallen into two mines. Luckily, she was an advanced doll, and her body was bulletproof; otherwise, she would have to apply for a neural backup construction at Griffin HQ.
The camp consisted of six tents in total. Three of them were where the Doll traffickers lived, scattered with their personal belongings. The other three tents were warehouses for their opponent's supplies and a workshop for dismantling dolls.
At this moment, one of the tents was already filled with densely packed parts, each part sealed in plastic bags with labels indicating the model and specific parameters.
From the head torso to the toes of the doll, all sorts of parts piled up in this tent.
But what was different about these parts was... the cores of the dismantled dolls, which were now thrown into a large trash bag like garbage, seemingly intended to be disposed of as waste.
"Ah! I regret it now. I regret not killing those doll traffickers directly yesterday!" Seeing the scene in front of her, Simonov grabbed her hair in frustration.
Although M1 Garand's group didn't say anything, their faces had clearly darkened.
Reno rummaged through the workshop and found a backpack-style mobile communication station near the workbench, which looked similar to the one he had that contacted Griffin.
"Alright, we got what we needed. Let's..." Just as he was about to let his doll get back into the car and leave, Reno felt a slight vibration under his feet. Someone, or more precisely, a truck, was approaching from this direction.
"Commander, two trucks are approaching. One of them is from G&K, and the other one has no markings." BM59 also noticed the two trucks coming from a distance, but she saw them with her own eyes.
Two trucks approaching from two different directions to this camp was a bit unexpected for Reno.
Griffin's truck was understandable, as there was a doll trafficker nest next to the town they were stationed in. However, it wouldn't look good if they came here to thoroughly clean it up.
As for the other side... it shouldn't be the subordinates of the doll traffickers. Since Maxim didn't lie at the time, why would someone else come here? For the black market goods?
This was truly a coincidence.