()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<narrator><BIN>187</BIN><黑屏2><BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:...On the German border. +The MCV loaded full of Griffin Dolls drives slowly toward the sunset that is about to melt into the horizon.
()||<黑点1>:
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>202</BIN><SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1>:Mr. Kryuger, we're about to cross the German border.
NPC-Kyruger(0)<Speaker>Kryuger</Speaker>||:How are the Dolls?
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:Repair work is progressing steadily, but we'll have to wait for the IOP supplies to arrive before we can replace their bodies. +The Dolls' morale is stabilized, more or less...
NPC-Helian(3)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:I'm really not suited to this sort of thing, compared to Kalina.
NPC-Kyruger(0)<Speaker>Kryuger</Speaker>||:You've done your best. Have things on Kalina's end been taken care of?
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:Yes, she's been successfully transferred and her vital signs are stable.
NPC-Kyruger(0)<Speaker>Kryuger</Speaker>||:Good. Now all we have to do is wait.
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:I wonder if things are going well on the Commander's side...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_HeavyVehicle_Stop</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0.1%%range=7</controll_shake>:Rumble—+The MCV awkwardly brakes in its forward motion.
NPC-Kyruger(0)<Speaker>Kryuger</Speaker>||:What's the matter?
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:I'll go check. Ingram, come with me.
()||<黑点1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>187</BIN><黑点2><SE1>AVG_BaseDoor_Open</SE1><BGM>GF_21winter_battle_1</BGM>:With Ingram escorting her, Helian exits the MCV. +Several men in Border Guard uniforms are blocking their path.
()<Speaker>Border Guard</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:We are inspectors from the German Bundesgrenzschutz, please show your identification.
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:Hello. These are our entry documents.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Book</SE1>:Helian hands the permits that Zelinsky prepared for them to the inspectors. +The inspectors take turns reading them. Every now and then, one of them steps aside to speak into his communicator for confirmation. +Helian can tell from the change in their facial expressions that something unusual is happening, but she doesn't dare to act rashly.
()<Speaker>Border Guard</Speaker>||:I'm sorry, but your entry permits are invalid.
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:What do you mean?
()<Speaker>Border Guard</Speaker>||:Miss Helian, Mr. Kryuger, we have just been informed that you are wanted for endangering national security. +You are under arrest. Please refrain from pointless resistance.
MAC10(0)<Speaker>MAC10</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1><震屏3>:Get your hands off her!
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:Wait!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1><SE1>Select</SE1>:More Border Guards stream out of the checkpoint. They raise their guns and point them at Helian. +Helian restrains Ingram beside her.
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:You have my cooperation, but Mr. Kryuger is injured, and he needs immediate medical attention.
()<Speaker>Border Guard</Speaker>||:We will arrange for it, naturally.
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:Ingram, inform everyone that the repair schedule will proceed as planned. Don't panic and wait for us to return.
MAC10(0)<Speaker>MAC10</Speaker>||:Miss Helian, they look crooked to me. Are you really going to leave with them?
NPC-Helian(0)<Speaker>Helian</Speaker>||:We have no choice.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:With a sigh, Helian stares down the countless empty black gun muzzles pointed at her and raises her arms.
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>357</BIN><BGM>BGM_Room</BGM>:In the safe house in Berlin.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:...This isn't what was planned.
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF> You sound like a kid who received a workbook for Christmas.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The Commander shakes their head and sighs into the communicator... After all that's happened, even something like this isn't enough to alarm the Commander.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:I'll think of a way to deal with this... The Earl should have a solution.
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Probably for the best. I don't want to have to manage an MCV full of Dolls for you...</color>
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><通讯框><同时置暗>||:How's the progress on the Doll repairs?
NPC-Persica(1)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||<震屏3>:<color=#00CCFF>Huuuhhh?! Are you rushing me?</color> +<color=#00CCFF>I came to your base for a vacation... I mean, to be protected!</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Now I'm stuck wandering around with you and you have the gall to rush me?!</color>
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Er... That's not what I meant. +But I really need backup right now...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The Commander falls silent.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:I need to be able to dispatch a forward expeditionary team. +But this will be a private operation undertaken without the Earl's permission.
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>That's strange.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>So you won't go rescue Ange if you don't get support, money or manpower?</color>
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><通讯框><同时置暗>||:...No, I will.
NPC-Persica(2)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Then isn't it settled?</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Just do what you want. Why are you putting so much thought into it?</color> +<color=#00CCFF>I drink a cup of coffee when I wake up every morning, but that doesn't mean I need to spend the day working.</color>
NPC-Persica(2)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>You need to go with your gut and your instincts, whether you're a soldier or a scientist.</color>
NPC-Persica(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗><通讯框>||:... +...It feels kind of weird to hear you lecturing me about this.
NPC-Persica(2)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>You're just overthinking things.</color>
NPC-Persica(2)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>I haven't seen Ange keep a cat yet, so letting her die just like that would be a bit of a shame.</color>
NPC-Persica(0)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>How about this, I'll send an intellectually-inclined Doll with my new invention to help you out. Don't expect anything else, though, since I've used all the combat-grade parts on them.</color>
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Honestly, she's been gone for so long but she's still finding ways to cause me problems.</color>
NPC-Persica(3)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗><通讯框>||:Um, thanks.
NPC-Persica(0)<Speaker>Persica</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Right, is that conference room any good? I didn't have the chance to test it out.</color>
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Uh... hang on, I'll send you the feedback data...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:On the outskirts of Berlin, near Bohnsdorf.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>10254</BGM><黑屏2><BIN>318</BIN><SE1>AVG_wind_grass</SE1>:The grass is whipped wildly by the wind and the ground is strewn with dried-out rotting corpses. +Olga carefully directs the Nytos in the search with a look of mild disgust on her face.
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Sister Olga... We've cleared up the garbage that spilled out. +The bodies all had different degrees of damage and the usable blood clots we could extract were very limited.
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Olga</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:Log all the samples you could harvest. +Have you still not found 10876's body yet?
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||:No, we haven't. We've examined the blood samples from this region but there are no corpses that match our data. +Considering how bad the damage is... Can it still be recovered for use?
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Olga</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:How is the instrument probe going?
()<Speaker>White Nyto</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Big Sister Olga, the production lines here are all inoperable, although we managed to recover samples of 10876's blood from some of the devices.</color>
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Olga</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||:That's enough. Her only value now is in that. +While this experimental batch was a failure, we managed to recover a partial success.
Nyto(1)<Speaker>Black Nyto</Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Yes.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><BGM>GF_22W_BGM_1</BGM>:An elongated shadow extends out from the direction of the light. Olga looks up and sees a towering figure. +The cold wind ruffles her cloak and her hair, and though her back is to the light, the gun she is holding is both eye-catching and an eyesore.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>494</BIN><黑屏2>:Facial recognition scan in progress...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_keyboardtype_sci</SE1>:■FILE■ UO7483726405670987, decrypting...
()||<黑屏1>:
NytoWhite(0)<Speaker>Olga</Speaker><Position>0,50</Position>||<黑屏2><BIN>318</BIN>:...Inform Big Sister Nemhran immediately... +We've sighted the Griffin T-Doll M16A1.
M16A1BOSS(4)<Speaker>M16A1</Speaker>||:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<震屏3><BGM>10106</BGM><SE1>AVG_Punch_Hit</SE1>:<size=50>Bam!</size> +M16 grabs Olga's head with her bare hands and slams it into the ground.
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||<SE1>AVG_21Winter_FT_Heel</SE1>:...
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:M16A1... Your reputation precedes you.
M16A1BOSS(4)<Speaker>M16A1</Speaker>||:...
NPC-Nemhran(0)<Speaker>Nemhran</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position>||:Are you the M16A1 of the AR Team? Or the M16A1 of Sangvis Ferri Industries?
M16A1BOSS(4)<Speaker>M16A1</Speaker>||:I'm the M16A1 who's going to kill you.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:With a bland smile, Nemhran disables her defense module.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Battlefield</SE1><SE2>Gunfight</SE2><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:In the next moment—there is no further need for conversation—a symphony of explosions and gunshots fills the air.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><SE1>Explode</SE1>:—Boom!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:... +...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...The most skilled hunter is seeking the most delicious prey.
()||<黑点1>: