Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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But that's all after we get out...

Luo Fan put the last book into the tablet and returned to his computer desk.

"Copying is complete." 45 placed the five USB drives on the table and sat down against the bookshelf.

"Thank you for your hard work." Luo Fan put the computer and peripherals into the tablet. It has to be said that having a two-dimensional pocket is really convenient.

45 was already used to this, although it was still quite shocking to see such a large piece of equipment disappear into thin air right in front of him.

After packing his things, Luo Fan was thinking about what to do next when a knock came from not far away.

"Please come in."

The doorknob turned, and M4 walked in.

"M4? What's wrong? Is there something else going on?"

If they come looking for me at this time, it must be something important, right?

But M4 said, "Commander, you...you should go and say a few words to Miss Pascal. We're getting ready to depart too."

M4 didn't look well; it seemed like he had just gone through something...

What's wrong with Pascal? Is he not in a good mental state, or is he scared?

Luo Fan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

but......

"Neither, but you should still go and say a few words to Miss Pascal. There are some things that might only be effective if you speak to the tyrant."

"Really... I understand."

Simply put, perhaps it's about giving your partner some encouragement as a lover?

It wasn't nervousness or fear; it just seemed like a pre-battle speech, perhaps.

Luo Fan stood up and left the room with M4.

Before stepping out the door, Luo Fan turned back and asked, "Sister 45, aren't you coming out with me?"

UMP45 sat on the floor, typing on his laptop, not even glancing at Luo Fan.

"Uh, I'll wait a moment, you guys go ahead."

Luo Fan and M4 left the room, closing the door behind them.

45 is decoding a file. A few minutes ago, she received a file from Mrs. Gray that was undecoded, but given Mrs. Gray's skills, it was certainly impossible for her not to be able to decode it.

And that was indeed the case, Mrs. Grey added a comment.

"You should take a look at what's on this."

......

In just a few minutes, 45 completed the decoding, which was still too easy for her.

But she was also curious as to why Mrs. Grey wanted her to see this document.

The filename has a suffix: GRE

She opened the file and quickly scanned its contents.

......

"this......"

"Pfft, hahahaha..."

45 burst out laughing for no reason; she was laughing out of anger.

"Sigh, it seems there are always people like this in every era..."

Her eyes regained their former cunning; she hadn't felt that way before.

She typed a few keys and sent a message to Mrs. Grey.

Where did you get this document?

Within seconds...

“It was bought from an official named Qadir Suleiman in the Harlan quarantine zone.”

"...How did you find him?"

"On the list of missing persons."

"I mean, how did you get his ID in Harran?"

"Harlan's signal was jammed by the military, and I used a little trick."

"Harlan is also a quarantine zone. You said you bought it, you can't have paid for it, can you?"

"No, he falls for that, but he's smart. I contacted him twice. The first time, I just said hello and asked about Harlan, but his attitude was not only rude, but he also tried to get information out of me. So I just installed a botnet on his computer and found this file, and he didn't notice. The second time, I hinted at the file to him, but he still pretended not to understand, so I had to give up. But..."

"I never expected the contents of this document to be so...interesting."

Upon seeing Mrs. Grey's message, 45 stopped what he was doing.

It's really unexpected that GRE would pull this stunt; it's hard not to suspect their connection with Umbrella.

45 sent another message.

"What happened to that official? How did you handle the situation afterward?"

"Oh, that..."

169 Mobilization

“I gave him 0.8% of the shares of GRE Biopharmaceuticals. Although he scoffed at it and completely distrusted our technology, if he comes out alive, he will definitely be amazed by it. Moreover, showing goodwill to him may also be beneficial for us to fight against GRE in the future. After all, our document is of dubious origin in a certain sense and is not as credible as his. Of course, if he dies, we can also buy back the shares. No matter how you look at it, we will not lose out.”

"That's very thoughtful, and well done."

"Let's show this document to the commanders after we get out. We don't need anything else to influence his judgment right now."

"understood."

call ended.

45. Only now do they realize that this world is actually quite "wonderful" compared to their original world...

......

"Boom boom boom..."

"Please come in."

Lofan pushed open the door to the Rebellion Squad's room and went to Pascal's side.

Pascal sat on the bed, covered by a blanket, smiling at the man in front of him in the dimly lit room.

"Phew, what's wrong? You look down."

The man sat on the edge of the bed, offering as kind a smile as he could.

But Pascal simply reached out and rubbed Lovan's face a few times with his index finger.

Luo Fan stared blankly at Pascal, wondering what the other party meant by this.

"You'd better stay the way you are; it looks weird like this."

She even fiddled with his bangs, looking more like a woman in love than someone who seemed to be troubled.

"..."

Upon seeing this flag, Luo Fan was at a loss for words.

"What's wrong? It's been quite a while, are you still shy?"

Her smile was so warm that it made Luo Fan feel like the one whose troubles were being solved.

What exactly is he here for?

"Uh... I'm a little unsure what to say."

Luo Fan could only scratch his head awkwardly.

"There's no need to say anything. Just sitting here is enough."

Sometimes we don't need many words; just seeing each other and being by each other's side is enough.

Pascal is like a terminally ill patient lying in a hospital bed, depressed all day long, but when he sees the person he wants to see, his shattered hope is rekindled.

They are each other's cure...

Luo Fan spread his arms and embraced the soft woman in front of him, his expression somewhat dazed.

He gently stroked the other person's back and whispered, "It's a pity we can't stay here forever; we will eventually have to leave."

"Yes, I'm right behind you."

Pascal tried to force a playful smile onto his somewhat melancholy face.

She was well aware that she was the biggest burden on the team, and she was very worried about the impact she would have on the team.

"Um......"

Luo Fan suddenly felt himself becoming somewhat anxious and insecure.

Suddenly, Pascal's detached voice reached my ears.

"Will you save me? Will you save me? Will you be there for me?"

(Will you save me? Will you save me? Will you stay by my side?)

It was an unknown song...

......

When the two men came out of the room, the girls were already gathered in the living room waiting for them.

They each held their own weapons, their eyes showing not a trace of confusion.

Their goal was clear: to leave this place with the Commander, Miss Pascal, themselves, and each other!

The two men watched the girls in silence, then quietly went back to their room to pack their things.

As Luo Fan was busy placing flashbangs and other gadgets on his tactical vest, he saw Pascal putting on a cotton coat.

Hmmm...it seems like something's missing?

"and many more."

"Ok?"

Lovan stopped Pascal from moving.

He grabbed a bulletproof vest and put it on her.

Pascal had no time to react, like a kitten being forcibly put on a sweater by its owner.

Pascal passively swayed his body in response to Lovan's movements, knowing only that he should cooperate with him.

After he finished dressing, Pascal stared at him blankly.

"It's a bit heavy, but bear with it for now, you can take it off once we're outside."

His tone was undeniably certain, and Lovan wished he could stuff Pascal into his armor.

She cannot afford to be hurt in any way...

Pascal moved his arms slightly: "Not bad, not too heavy."

"That's good... Let's go."

Lofan draped a black coat and scarf over Pascal, then led her out of the room.

The girls sat listlessly on the sofa, each doing their own pastime, as if they weren't preparing to go to war, but rather to embark on a long journey.

Or perhaps, like soldiers who once fought in wars, it was simply to overcome their fear...

But they are tactical dolls, battle-hardened veterans, demons who crawled out of hell, and they feel no fear of these human enemies.

If they had to pinpoint a reason, their only fear was that their protected individuals would be harmed...

As the two men entered the living room, the girls picked up the weapons at their feet and stood up.