Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

Kryuger's guess this time wasn't entirely wrong. Renault didn't have anything particularly extravagant on hand, it was just some machine guns and two tank cannons.

Due to focusing on tinkering with the spaceship during this period, there hadn't been time to equip his dolls with new gear. Additionally, all the dolls at home had already been issued new firearms, so there wasn't an immediate need for more powerful weapons. Renault naturally didn't rush to work on anything else in that regard.

"The spacecraft has slowed down. Open the hatch and start the countdown for ten seconds. When you jump down, watch your step and make sure you don't fall into any pits."

Under Renault's control, the outer shield of the spacecraft was removed, causing a thunderous explosion in the air!

The aircraft shook violently again, but not as violently as before, and it began to stabilize.

Looking at the slowly opening hangar doors, M1 Garand and the others who had been waiting at the door saw the tense situation below.

To be precise, there wasn't much of a battle happening on the ground; it was just the relentless flow of Sangvis troops pouring into the breach in the Griffin base.

"Wow, so many Sangvis units! There must be thousands of them at least!?" MDR was startled by the sea of Sangvis below and began to calculate the spare ammunition on her powered armor.

The conclusion was obvious. Even with the spare ammo on their powered armor, it wouldn't be enough to deal with such a large number of Sangvis units.

"We have ammo boxes with us, so after we run out, remember to come and swap them out." BM59 patted the huge ammo box beside her, almost as tall as a person.

However, even with this provision, there might not be enough ammo. After all, the number of Sangvis units was simply too large.

This was where MDR came in. Through her powered armor's electronic warfare equipment, she could control Sangvis units on a large scale, making them attack each other or even shut down directly.

Of course, this had to be done discreetly; otherwise, if Griffin found out they could directly control Sangvis, it could lead to unforeseen consequences.

This was also why Renault didn't let any of his Sangvis dolls come out to help. Even Jaeger was left on the ship. She was probably lounging in the dining room right now, petting cats.

"Five seconds left!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Go!"

As M1 Garand's voice rang out, SPAS-12 standing by the door immediately stepped forward and leaped down from the edge of the hatch!

...

"There's an unidentified object in the airspace above the base! Unable to ident... wait! The identification code of that unidentified aircraft suddenly changed to Griffin's internal identification code!?"

A staff member who had been monitoring the base's detector exclaimed loudly upon seeing the sudden appearance of the unknown signal source above the base!

Griffin's internal identification code?

Upon hearing this, Kryuger immediately turned to look at Helian.

Could it be that she had given Griffin's identification code to Renault!?

If helping Renault with a few commissions or increasing the commission fees to him directly were considered reasonable and compliant actions, then transferring Griffin's internal identification code to Renault would be a blatant violation!

To put it more seriously, it was no different from being a mole!

"No, I didn't give Griffin's identification code to Renault. He came up with it himself." Helian said somewhat awkwardly. She raised her hand to show Kryuger the tablet she was holding.

And when Kryuger saw the contents of the tablet, he was also taken aback. Because the level of permissions granted by that internal identification code surpassed even Helian's agent status, and the authority was on par with his own!

If he hadn't confirmed that Mr. Griffin hadn't sent any help and was currently far away, he might have thought that the other party had come in person!

"How... how did he do that!?" Kryuger couldn't help but exclaim at the sight.

With this level of permission, if Renault wanted to, he could probably directly command any squad and any T-Doll within Griffin headquarters!

"I'm not too sure about that either. He can even make his dolls bypass the identity check devices for T-Dolls."

Helian knew that the dolls under Renault's command were all illegally modified bodies.

Using these privately modified bodies, they would definitely be recognized when they encountered Doll identity check devices.

There were identification codes on the body parts modules, and there would be authentication checks. If the authentication failed, the doll would immediately be recognized as an illegal Doll and apprehended.

However, on the bodies made by Renault, there were no identification codes at all. Yet, despite this, the dolls under Renault's command could still roam freely in the city without worrying about being detected by those Doll detection devices.

Hearing Helian's words, Kryuger couldn't help but massage his temples with a headache.

Originally, he did think that as a private security contractor, Renault had some skill.

Initially, he even thought about trying to recruit him or even inviting him to join Griffin.

But after Renault officially established his own security contracting company, he never considered it again.

Now, he was extremely glad he hadn't pursued Renault any further.

Just this act of forging Griffin's internal identification code showed that Renault was definitely not a straight-laced man...

"With so many Sangvis units outside now, when they come down, let them fight and retreat. Have them help defend the internal lines of the base." Kryuger said, although the other party could forge Griffin's identification code, this kind of small trick wouldn't be effective in this situation.

The number of Sangvis troops outside was simply too high. The number of tactical dolls under a private security contractor's command would only be dozens at most.

And with just a few dozen dolls, they wouldn't make much difference in the current situation.

However, the more firepower on their side, the better.

When Renault arrived, at least it would alleviate some of the pressure on their defense...

Boom!

Just as he was thinking, there was a deafening rumble from the direction of the defense line.

It didn't sound like the explosion of a weapon; rather, it sounded like something heavy crashing down.

Could the buildings on the upper level of the base no longer hold and were collapsing?

"What's that thing!?"

"It seems like something fell into the Sangvis troops in front!"

"Could it be some unlucky T-Doll?"