Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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A cormorant-shaped silencer was pushed aside and extended inside the curtain...

A girl with short white hair peeked into the tent and quickly glanced around.

"Nobody here, next..."

That's how she conducted reconnaissance. Although soldiers are unlikely to keep their weapons in their tents, and the military might not allow it, it's always good to be cautious.

To his teammates, Viktor would simply peek into one tent, stay briefly, then come out and head to the next tent to continue scouting.

Viktor's aiming speed is extremely fast. If there are enemies inside the room, they may be crushed to death by Viktor's terrifying RPM before they even have time to react.

Even human soldiers can be trained to have terrifying reaction speeds, let alone tactical dolls that have everything programmed into them and have a fire control core?

"None of them..."

After checking several tents without finding the target, Viktor left satisfied.

She walked to the open space and made a series of sign language gestures to Luo Fan, who was crouching behind the stone roadblock.

"It's okay, come in."

"OK"

After looking around for a while and making sure no one was there, Luo Fan carefully picked aside the remnants of the barbed wire and climbed over into the checkpoint, officially stepping into this territory he shouldn't have entered.

When their commander went in, it was time for them to go in as well. The girls followed closely behind, climbing over the roadblocks one after another.

"Hmm...this doesn't feel quite like what I expected..."

Luo Fan had thought this would be a very tense and exciting process, but when he actually did it, he found it to be much easier... Was it because he had gotten used to this feeling?

However, the girls were already used to this; they had done this kind of thing many times before, in far more tense and dangerous situations than this.

However, they had never felt as nervous and worried as they had during this mission. It wasn't that they feared failure; they had many...

He had another chance, but this time, his commander was right beside him; he didn't have a second chance...

Therefore, they have never been so nervous.

Humanoids like M870 and AA12, who are equipped with shields, practically wanted to sew Luo Fan directly onto their bodies, fearing that he might get his scalp grazed by military bullets.

It felt like a prince going on a leisurely stroll, followed by a group of ministers worried he might fall...

"Alright, how did you guys train in the military?! You can't even stand at attention anymore? It's just a little cold, isn't it?!"

They can still hear the officer on the left side of the checkpoint shouting through a megaphone, even while standing at attention.

This is good news. It seems they won't be back anytime soon. It will take quite some time to find the problem with the transformer box, so they will have plenty of time to leave.

Luo Fan waved towards the depths of the checkpoint.

"Let's go, let's head ahead and check out the route..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Rebellion Squad and Squad 404 immediately stepped forward and began to fully guard the route. The others surrounded him, staring intently at every corner, seemingly not allowing any moving object to appear, as long as they were not afraid of being riddled with bullets.

Luo Fan finally understood what the girls were thinking...

205 Jenkins

"I know it's tough to stand at attention in this weather, but I'm here with you. We can't sleep on the parade ground anyway, so I'll train my willpower here and then go back to get a good night's sleep!"

Officer Jenkins, now 44, was assigned to a checkpoint on the outskirts of Raccoon City to lead the area, and he remains at his post.

Whenever objective circumstances require it, he will also take on the task of training and become the instructor of the new recruits, and now is that time.

Although everything was originally perfectly normal, all he had to do was stand guard here for a while, take care of those who might survive, and deal with the monsters when they came. This would have lasted for two weeks, but this strange thing happened just a few days after their work was supposed to end, which greatly annoyed him.

Even so, he's not training these young men to vent his frustration; he's not stupid.

There was a reason for having these young men standing there. First, the main substation operates using the new and highly robust "MONITOR" network security protocol. Given this environment, the technicians ruled out the possibility of electronic attacks. As for the remaining possibility of a human attack, the surveillance footage showed that no one had approached the main substation during that time period. Furthermore, if it were sabotage, the perpetrator would most likely have been electrocuted on the spot…

But they didn't even find the body.

The situation became such that people started reporting their names...

Therefore, just in case, he gathered everyone together to prevent anyone from interfering with the technicians' maintenance work during this period.

They stood there for about ten minutes, and Officer Jenkins had already seen several soldiers with drooping eyelids, and some even bit their lips until they bled in order to stay awake and prevent their bodies from shivering from the cold.

It was obvious that the young men weren't in a good mood that night, and he understood, because if he were in that line, he would probably be full of complaints too.

Looking around, everything was in darkness, with only their own flashlights providing light.

To be honest, even though he was now facing them as an instructor, he didn't go and yell at them anymore, even though he had noticed that several of them were trembling.

While he was still trying to figure out what words of encouragement to say to these young men...

"Reporting, officer!"

He glanced sideways at the middle-aged man who had interrupted his thoughts, his eyes indifferent.

"what happened?"

The middle-aged man in overalls whispered in Jenkins' ear, "Officer, we might... need another twenty minutes. We're still trying to determine the cause of the incident..."

"What?!"

The officer, who was in his forties, still had a deep voice. Even without a megaphone, it was like a thunderclap, making everyone present tremble involuntarily.

......

"Damn it, what's going on?"

Luo Fan, who was sneaking around the tent, was startled by the "What!" If he hadn't just lifted his leg, he might have tripped over the stone in front of him.

"They're probably not looking for us..."

SAT8 pointed both his weapon and shield at the source of the sound and slowly retreated.

The girls are now too afraid to move, worried that the sound might mean the soldiers have discovered something amiss...

......

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Do you think we can afford to wait?!"

Jenkins was absolutely furious, and his roar stirred up fear in everyone present.

Damn it, twenty minutes! Are you all incompetent idiots?! How could you mess up such cutting-edge technology like this?! What are you guys even doing here?!

Jenkins really wanted to unleash all his pent-up frustrations on the technician, but he restrained himself for the sake of reason and the morale of the soldiers.

"Uh, I'm very sorry, officer, but there's nothing we can do. We're already doing our best to find the problem!"

It is indeed their responsibility that the technicians accompanying the military cannot repair these things. If similar situations occur again in the future and they are unable to resolve them quickly and effectively, the consequences will be extremely serious.

But we can't blame them entirely. It's just a pity that this time the hackers were tactical dolls and Lovan, and they are now finding it very difficult to even find out who the mastermind is.

"Ugh... Ugh! Damn it..."

The dedicated officer covered his face in frustration, but a snowflake landed right on his face, wiping it away and making his slightly warm cheeks feel cold again.

How could he tell these innocent young men that they had to stand there for another twenty minutes? He didn't want to go back with a bad reputation, but he had no other choice...

"Alright, guys, hang in there a little longer, we'll go back to sleep once it's fixed!"

He tried his best to put on a friendly smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, he turned his face back.

He stared intently at the technician, his eyes fierce and his entire being exuding a threatening aura.

"I'll give you ten minutes at most. If you can't fix it, you can expect to be scanning barcodes at Walmart!"

He muttered viciously, then nudged the man's shoulder and walked away.

Officer Jenkins' worries were somewhat unnecessary. In the barracks, the soldiers all knew that he was an instructor who loved his soldiers like his own children. When new recruits entered the barracks, no matter whose command they were under, some veterans who had been with them for a while would tell them how good an instructor Jenkins was when they went to their dormitories at night.

It can be said that almost all soldiers wanted to be trained under him.

Perhaps the higher-ups sent him here for a specific purpose; in similar situations, he might be able to use his reputation to calm the soldiers' anxious emotions.

But now, even he is feeling incredibly troubled...

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, shielded it from the wind with his hand, and lit it according to the usual procedure.

"call......"

A white mist spewed from his mouth and then dissipated into the air without a trace.

Even he has problems he can't solve, let alone now. The technical department isn't his people and isn't under his jurisdiction, but since they didn't do a good job, it's their problem and they must take responsibility for it.

But no matter how you put it...

"Ugh......"

206 Fire

The person hiding in the shadows waved softly, ignoring the noise on the playground.

The wind is picking up, and the outdoor temperature is noticeably lower than before. Several times, the wind almost blew the hood off Luo Fan's head, which was already buttoned up.

He hid behind a tent, away from the wind, to rest for a while, but actually to observe the situation outside.

Ever since that officer shouted, they haven't moved much, afraid that their movements might alert them.

Several minutes had passed, and they still hadn't seen any other person approaching the tent area.

"Let's continue. It seems safe for now..."

After receiving new instructions, Viktor and Squad 404 began to work together to continue their reconnaissance.

Luo Fan and the girls' movements gradually began to resemble the rhythm they used when sneaking through the grass. First, the infiltration team would conduct reconnaissance, and then the core force would slowly follow behind to ensure safety.

Everything was now pitch black, and Luo Fan himself had never expected it to be this dark. It was no different from being in a room with the curtains completely drawn at night. Fortunately, his night vision was pretty good, and he could see where the road was. The outline of the tent also told him where he was.

Perhaps the enhancement effects of the Blood Web and the Reverse Kabbalah factor are also at play...

Suddenly, 45, who was advancing, raised his fist, stopping his teammates: "Wait, there's movement over there..."

It sounded like turning a screw, along with a slight metallic clanging sound...

The core troops at the rear also noticed it. They stopped behind the two tents and waited for the reconnaissance results from the advance team.

After exchanging brief glances with their teammates, 45 and 416 made their way towards the source of the sound.

Before seeing the person, you see the gun barrel.

The two peeked out and saw the source of the noise.

Three technicians in overalls were repairing a main transformer box, but judging from their troubled and helpless expressions, they seemed unsure of what to do next.

"Tsk, how exactly does one depict the world?"

"It wasn't an electronic attack or someone did it. I just don't believe this thing would break down on its own. It's only been in use for a short time!"

Seemingly losing patience, one of the technicians threw the hammer on the ground, looking extremely agitated.

I see......

416 was about to go back to report when he was suddenly pulled away by an inexplicable force.

When she came to her senses, she was already inside a tent. Just as she was about to pick up a weapon, the person next to her held her down and covered her mouth.

"Shh!"

The person next to her was 45. She gestured for herself to be quiet and pointed outside with her other thumb.

After confirming that the other person would not have a stress response, 45 slowly released his hand, giving the other person their freedom.

Upon noticing 45's movements, his teammates outside reacted immediately, hiding themselves and spying on the situation outside.

Inside the tent, 45 and 416 pulled the tent flap open a crack to observe why 45 had pulled 416 in.

Another technician jogged over from the direction of the playground and stopped near the main transformer box.

Their conversation thus began...

What were they saying over there?

The technician, slumped on the ground, spoke in a slightly weak voice.

"Ugh, don't even mention it. They want us to finish this in ten minutes, or we're fired..."

"Wait, what?! Ten minutes?! Why don't they come and fix it themselves?!"

The technicians, who had been slumped on the ground, suddenly sat up as if they had been ejected from a deathbed, displaying the same anger as Officer Jenkins.

"Damn it, ten minutes? Do they even know what the problem is? If they can't fix it, they're just packing their bags and leaving? That's ridiculous..."

Clearly, he still didn't quite believe what the other person was saying, which was wrong of him...