"That, Commander, there are quite a few dolls near the hull..." wz.29 looked at the self-check message on the screen and asked Renault with some hesitation. If they continued to take off, those dolls near the ship's jet ports would, they would only turn to scrap in an instant.
"Start the engines according to the normal program, and test the ship for two minutes with the lowest outgoing power afterward." Renault pulled up the airship's surveillance and looked at the people who were standing not far from the airship, happily taking pictures. Without hesitation, he instructed WZ.29.
"Hey? Okay!" wz.29 immediately responded.
Under normal circumstances, a test run wouldn't be necessary at all; the airship's engines were in good condition.
The only reason to do that was to repel those near the airship.
"Hehehe, it's lucky that you guys just took the opportunity to climb in; otherwise, if you were hanging outside the cargo bay door at this moment, you might be vaporized soon." MDR raised her hand and patted the shoulder of the small reporter beside her.
There was a thruster jet not far from the cargo bay door. After takeoff, whether it was the wake stream of the thruster or the strong wind in the air, it would be enough to blow this little reporter off the hatch. Once she fell, she would definitely land right behind the thruster jet below.
"Uh, eh heh heh..." Hearing MDR's words, the little reporter stiffly pulled out a smile and laughed at MDR. But even though she was smiling, she was on the verge of crying in her heart because the beating of this doll called MDR beside her was just too painful!
Every time MDR raised her hand to slap her shoulder, she felt like her body was about to fall apart.
Even though she was panicked about whether she would be slapped into scrap metal by MDR's unintentional blow, the little reporter still didn't leave the bridge.
Just kidding, Renault was still standing here.
Where would she go if she left the bridge? Walk somewhere else and get arrested again as an intruder?
As the doll was scared, Renault nodded with satisfaction, of course, satisfied with those who were lifted off by the ship's propulsion. wz.29, who was in charge of the control, also had a happy face at this time. Although she didn't know who those guys were, being able to "peacefully" solve the problem of this gathering of people made her a little bit happy.
The reason for the hesitation was that wz.29 saw the tragic appearance of those who were lifted by the airflow.
Humans were okay, rolling on the ground without much trouble, but the doll side was a bit miserable.
An unlucky doll crashed into a blocking pile and broke into two pieces. Apparently, compared to the broad-minded ordinary humans, those dolls specifically for interviews were very light and not very durable.
No wonder it was those dolls that were rushing at the forefront.
Renault glanced at the situation outside the airship, confirming that there were no other units present outside. He then let WZ.29 take control of the airship, lifting it off the airport tarmac and quickly pulling up the airship's altitude.
...
Boom!
A fist smashed hard against the plastic steel doorpost at the entrance of the airport, and several personnel wearing military uniforms glared indignantly at Angelia and the others who had just stopped in front of them. If it wasn't for these guys stopping them, they might have had a chance before that spaceship lifted off...
"Heh, don't blow your beard here. If it wasn't for us stopping you, you'd probably have all turned into a pile of charcoal by now."
Just look at the traces left on the ground after that airship flew off. Anything close to the airship when it took off was not intact. All turned into pieces of molten material under the high temperature.
Not far away, the person in charge of the Universal Anything Airport who was maintaining order with the security dolls was practically in tears when he saw the situation on the tarmac.
It was in accordance with the agreement for the airship to land for a while, but as a result, the tarmac had become pitted.
Who would reimburse him for the repair costs?
And these guys outside! The airship is gone! Why don't you just leave?
It was probably because the airport manager's silent plea was heard, or his wish had been granted. The military personnel who were about to clash with the Statesec agents earlier waved their hands and left after glaring at Angelia and the others in annoyance. The same went for Statesec personnel.
Without the airship, they had no reason to continue guarding this place. For the subsequent situation, they didn't need so many people to keep an eye on it. They only needed a few people to approach those who didn't leave and get some information.
Just like the Griffin dolls who were called over by Universal Anything...
The security affairs of this city had all been contracted out to Griffin, and the peripheral protection of this airport was supposed to be Griffin's job. However, this airport of Universal Anythung rarely had an airplane landing, so Griffin's tactical dolls only set regular patrols.
Even if the situation had been tense lately and Griffin headquarters increased the number of doll patrols, just a few dolls were nothing compared to Statesec and the military personnel. Not to mention, they didn't have any advantage in terms of numbers. Their soft and weak appearance without any 'majesty' couldn't scare off those who were eyeing the spaceship covetously.
"Is this considered temporary overtime? We were just going back to headquarters for a transit and then supposed to return to Commander Gentiane's side. But now, we have to maintain order at the airport?" RO635 complained breathlessly to M16 beside her.
"Well, keep your voice down. It's not good if the people next to you hear you." M16 quickly waved his hand at RO.
RO635 had been carrying out Persica's mission since leaving the factory, so she didn't know that the dolls at Griffin HQ were very eager to go out in the field. Patrolling in the middle of the city meant long hours and dealing with strange people. Some dolls applied for transfer to become tactical dolls, hoping to avoid complicated communication work, but at Griffin, every day was a tedious patrol to maintain law and order.
In addition to the tedious work, the pay was not comparable to those dolls who went out in the field or fought on the front line. The field dolls had money but couldn't buy anything, and the non-field dolls had no money but had to look at the windows every day.