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"Open your presents!"
Early in the morning, Simonov's cheers rang out, waking up all the dolls who hadn't even rested for a few hours.
"Hiya! Commander knows his stuff! How come I couldn't find a place that sold these drones the other day!?"
"Hey? Drones? Let's see! Let's see!"
Seeing MDR fumble out a brand new drone from the box, RFB next to her immediately gathered around, clutching their respective gifts tightly in her hands.
Apart from the drone that MDR received, the gifts that the other dolls received from Renault's side were also different. RFB got a new console that had just been released, P90 received a whole new set of sewing equipment, Nagant Revolver got a new pair of quick-draw holsters, and Scarecrow received a new drone maintenance kit.
Of course, there were also many dolls who received new clothes, dolls, and similar items. In addition to the gifts from Renault, dolls likewise exchanged gifts with each other. For example, Simonov received a bottle of brewing samples from Executioner.
"Hey! Executioner! You guys! Couldn't you be a little more attentive? You could have sent me a bottle cap, but this is too sweet! It's completely undrinkable! You're even worse than the commander who gave me a smart wine bottle!"
Ranting at Executioner, Simonov held the bottle of failed brew in her left hand while clutching the smart wine jug that Renault had given her in her right.
It looked like a normal wine jug, but it screamed.
If she unscrewed the cap during working hours, it loudly reminded her, "Off duty! Off duty!"
Another sip, and it changed its tone to "Deduction of wages! Deduction of wages!"
And if she persisted, it would howl even louder: "Hang up and beat! Hang her up and beat her!"
She wouldn't fill her drink with this thing unless she was out of her mind!
"Hey! What's wrong with it? Sweet wine is wine too! It fits right into that jug the commander gave you!"
Executioner ran while calling back to Simonov. She didn't have time to tease Simonov, as she wanted to try out what her new mechanical arms could do!
In addition to buying many ready-made gifts from the city, Renault also took time to make some things by hand, such as the robotic arms that Executioner received and the drone that MDR received.
These weren't made deliberately; they were intended as basic equipment for his family's dolls.
Now, giving them out as gifts, it could be said they were, uh, handy?
...
While the dolls on the ship were happily fooling around, a few kilometers away from the airship...
"What the hell! What gives those dolls the right to have such a happy holiday! Why didn't Agent approve my request for holiday supplies!"
"Because there aren't any. Right now, the military is keeping a very close eye on us. It's already a blessing to get some ordinary supplies. In the end, those things aren't even necessities for us."
"Ah! Those guys are having a snowball fight! Damn it!"
"Hey! Are you even listening? Your current mission is to build this artillery position..."
Before the silver-haired Sangvis doll could finish, the black-haired Sangvis doll who had been watching through binoculars couldn't wait.
She snatched one of the Dragoon's's mounts and rushed out without hesitation!
"Tsk! Keep up!"
Seeing the other party simply ignore her, the silver-haired Sangvis Ferri doll glanced back at the several Jupiter cannons being built, gritted her teeth, and, gathering a group of Sangvis Ferri dolls.
She jumped down the slope, chasing after the idiot who had just left!
...
"It's so peaceful. If only every day could be as calm as today's Sangvis," Gentiane mused, huddled in her newly purchased blanket, comfortably sipping hot cocoa while watching the dolls from the base play in the open field.
Because of the military's sudden move against Sangvis, the pressure on Gentiane's side had lessened considerably.
Finally, on this holiday, the Sangvis movement had calmed down completely. After several days of patrols, apart from a few stray Dinergates, they hadn't seen any Sangvis dolls.
This state was finally in line with the original Griffin slogan: 'Occasionally deal with some small units of uncontrolled Sangvis dolls.'
It wasn't like before, when Sangvis had even moved out their heavy artillery. If the fight continued at that pace, what else would she fight with? Motorized fighters? Gundam?
She was just an ordinary Griffin commander with a monthly salary of only 760,000 yuan. A battlefield requiring her to fight to the last breath wasn't suitable for her.
"Well, although it's good to be so calm, I always feel there's something not quite..."
"Stop! Stop! Don't say any more! It's bad luck when you open your mouth!"
Hearing what Kalina was going to say next, Gentiane hurriedly raised her hand and shouted, lest Kalina turn her thoughts into reality.
Kalina shrugged, "Alright, since you said so. But it's really hard to imagine, where did Renault get so many supplies? And the variety is so rich? These fresh fruits, the price they ask for in the city's market is not low at all."
It was winter, and although there were many vertical farms constantly producing a variety of fruit crops, growing fruits in winter consumed more energy.
Although in Griffin's jurisdiction, many vertical farms used unmanned electricity, the owners still factored the power loss into the price of fruits and vegetables.
Like Renault sent over a whole container of goods, Gentiane couldn't even buy half with her three months' salary.
"He grew it himself. They had their own vertical farm back in the polluted area. Now it's likely they moved that farm to the ship."
"And that's how it works?"
"That's the way it is. Their days are now very comfortable. They don't need to fight like us, every day on the front line against Sangvis, and guard against those eyeing..."
Tee-!
"Eh? Agent Helian? This time of the year... wouldn't be another mission, right?"
No, this is a holiday season, can't she have a good day off?
Although she complained, Gentiane still raised her hand and connected the holographic communication from Helianthus.
As soon as the holographic image appeared, both Gentiane and Kalina tilted their heads in unison.
"Who are you?" x2