Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Rhine-Enshe had originally planned to make a video call with Tayarous after dinner to contact the Commander, but now that he thinks about it, he's temporarily given up on that idea.

Forget it, let's figure out how to handle things now. Let's see if we can help Gray and Tayarus, or even more far-fetched, let's try to get Morido to change her way of doing things.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly. You can order more if you're not full."

"Thank you... thank you, sister, but no need, I'm almost full."

How could someone who was wolfing down their food possibly be nearly full? But Rheinsch had already anticipated her answer, so he said nothing more.

She glanced at Tayarous's dress and couldn't help but wonder whether such luxurious makeup and clothing were an embellishment or a pathetic constraint for them. Could they truly live in the world according to their own will, or were they constantly bound by these formalities, living in the shadow of their mechanical existence?

She was increasingly puzzled as to why Dr. Pascal was giving her these questions. Was he hoping she could find the answers, or was she simply unable to stop herself from being troubled like she was now? What made Dr. Pascal think that she and her sisters could find the so-called answers?

She seems to be gradually beginning to understand the meaning of "martyrdom," and perhaps when they truly grasp the answer, that will be the moment they put the word "martyrdom" into practice.

But for now, let's focus on the present. They still have a younger sister who is starving to take care of. What to do next will have to wait until they meet their commander. First, they need to know what kind of person their commander is and how he views them, these mechanical creations.

All I can do is silently pray that he's different from Moridole and will treat them kindly like Grey did...

540 Forgotten

"Twenty minutes until we arrive at the station, Captain Franks. Have you thought about your plans for the future?"

"..."

Not far from the final stop, after some thought, Luo Fan decided to ask the conductor about his plans for the next leg of the journey. This time, he didn't bring any weapons or the girls; he wanted to discuss the matter with them on a more equal footing.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Luo Fan took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him: "You should think it over soon, whether to turn back, stay here, or continue driving deeper into Colorado, all the way to Raccoon City. But I don't recommend you do that, as you are likely to be riddled with bullets by the military."

Luo Fan doesn't believe the military will withdraw from this situation. On the contrary, their level of activity may even increase. After such a long absence, he wonders how far they have progressed.

Look at those barbed wire fences in the fields outside the window; the corpses clinging to them haven't even fully decomposed yet...

"Could I borrow a light?"

Luo Fan glanced to the side and saw Franks staring at him coldly, not at all like he was making a request.

"Heh..." Nevertheless, Luo Fan still lit the cigarette for him with a lighter.

After taking a deep breath, the old man in the driver's seat seemed to become much more awake, though he had a couple of very unnatural gasps, as if the driving over the past few days had caused him to experience withdrawal symptoms.

"Whoosh..." A puff of gray smoke was exhaled, and Franks casually pressed a few buttons, and the car's speed gradually decreased.

"Do we have any other choice? If we go to Raccoon City, the military will stop us; if we go back, the whole country will be watching us. Either way, we're going to die. Is there any better way than to let the world think we're dead?"

Despite the pessimistic tone of his argument, Franks seemed to have accepted reality, constantly smiling bitterly as he exhaled his despair along with the smoke.

“Perhaps not,” Luo Fan lit a cigarette and stood next to the driver’s seat. “If you consider death as a choice, then there are many.”

"Unfortunately, I don't want to die so young."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

The two exchanged a knowing glance and then burst into laughter in unison.

"Let's talk. What do you want to do with this car?"

Franks lowered his guard and started chatting casually with Lovan.

Luo Fan shrugged and exhaled a puff of smoke: "I'm not afraid to tell you, we're just looking for clues to see what the White Eagle military is up to."

"Wow, such lofty ambitions?"

"Otherwise, do you think the White Eagle military would do good deeds for free? Look at how chaotic White Eagle has been lately, it's definitely related to this biohazard crisis. The military is not doing anything, and the government is not responding, so we have to find a way to see what happened."

“That’s true,” Franks flicked away the pale ash from his cigarette. “It reminds me of Cyber ​​Media. They like to talk about all sorts of social problems facing the White Eagles, and occasionally they’ll try to pry open the truth. If you find anything, you can hand it over to them to try and expose it.”

......Grass

Luo Fan was slightly surprised, and suppressed a laugh as he said, "What a coincidence, you also watch Cyber ​​Media?"

"Of course, my son and I both love watching MDR's live streams, look, the kid behind you."

Turning around following the other person's words, Luo Fan saw a young man with a serious expression. Obviously, he was still young and not as experienced as his father, but the fact that his father had exposed him still made him a little embarrassed.

"Dad, what are you saying? Headquarters heard you watching a live stream while driving. Aren't you afraid of getting your salary docked again this month?"

"Hey, you little brat," Franks spat to the side, "still thinking about the company? Do you really think we can go back?"

......

In the end, the young man chose to remain silent.

"On another note, sometimes when we're resting or at a stop, we'll watch her live stream clips on our phones. It's quite relaxing. And let me tell you, if I weren't so bad at the art of conversation, I would definitely be able to get a job at Cyber ​​Media and say a few words."

Luo Fan lives in Bengbu. It turns out she's met an MDR fan. I didn't expect her popularity to be so high that even a middle-aged train driver would notice her.

"Be careful, or you might get shot four times in the back and commit suicide one day."

Luo Fan kindly reminded him.

"Alas, what can we do? We can't go back, isn't that all thanks to this country?"

He doesn't seem pessimistic at all.

It's just a pity that such an optimistic guy happened to get on this car, and just happened to be their target...

And naturally, Luo Fan couldn't tell him the truth...

The outline of the station could be faintly seen ahead; their journey was about to reach its destination, and it was time to part ways.

Luo Fan patted the other man on the shoulder, but no longer with the same threatening tone as before: "Here's a pack of cigarettes for you. I've left some supplies in my sleeper compartment. Go get them after we leave. If you want to get out, you can ask around for an old man named Yegor Korensky."

"I'll remember that. Thanks. See you again sometime."

Luo Fan left without giving any further instructions. After all, their acquaintance was unpleasant to begin with, so why waste each other's time?

We've reached the fork in the road; it's time to head towards our respective destinations...

......

After the train arrived at the station, Luo Fan and the girls left the station without lingering. Franks and the passengers indeed found a large amount of supplies in Luo Fan's sleeper compartment earlier, far exceeding the total amount they had obtained from several searches. If they were careful with their supplies, they could eat for a long time.

"Gentlemen, now that the White Eagles have abandoned us, we'll have to explore this city on our own two feet. To hell with the fake news! We're trapped in the sewers, and sooner or later we'll show the White Eagles just how stinky these sewers really are!!"

Franks led the passengers, using the station as a base, to begin their search. As Franks said, they would survive on their own and one day reveal the truth about the train.

However, after they left, no one ever thought about that train again...

"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle sizzle... B... B1254... convoy... can it... reach...?"

...Located at the front of the car, intermittent noises were coming from some unknown corner.

"Hissing... Calling train B1254, can you hear me? Are there any survivors? Please report your location... Hissing... Beep--------"

......

"Multiple searches of train B1254 have yielded no results. It is now presumed that all passengers and crew members are deceased. We offer our deepest condolences to all the victims and ask their families to take heart. Further investigations will be conducted..."

Thus, another group of forgotten people has joined the ranks of those in Colorado...

However, this is already commonplace in the White Eagles...

541 Pre-war Preparations

On the balcony, Barrett was leaning on the railing looking at the scenery. Since the surrounding area had been completely cleared out, her habits had gradually relaxed. The monotonous daily life made her feel bored, and she stood in the cold wind wearing only a shirt.

But then, the earpiece rang out at an inopportune moment: "Barrett?"

She murmured, "What's wrong, IWS...? No, IWS?!"

Barrett immediately began looking around: "When did you arrive, and when did you enter the signal range?"

"Look down."

Following the prompt, Barrett lowered her head and soon saw a large force, including her familiar colleagues, members of the Ironblood Works, and... the commander.

"boom!"

She immediately burst through the door and rushed back into the living room, shouting, "Everyone, the Commander is here!"

Even someone as aloof as Barrett couldn't help but smile.

......

Luo Fan raised his hand to knock on the door, just as he was about to take the opportunity to adjust his expression, but the door was suddenly kicked open, and two swift figures pinned Luo Fan down.

"Commander, Commander, SOP II missed you so much!"

"Commander, Sister 45 and I have missed you so much!"

"Cough cough, okay, okay..."

The dog and Xiao Jiu were very enthusiastic, but it felt more like they wanted me dead?

The girls behind all had an "I knew it" expression, as if they were used to it, but AR18 was staring wide-eyed in disbelief. It seemed that the relationship between the commander and his android was more intimate than they had imagined.

"Commander!" Dog grinned, as if he was about to devour Lovan's head.

"What's wrong?!"

"You smell terrible!"

"..."

When everyone entered the apartment, the AR team, the 404 team, and the rebellious team all wanted to greet Luo Fan, but Luo Fan only planned to take a shower as soon as possible. Gouzi was right, the smell was indeed strong. In just a short while, he seemed to be so overwhelmed by the stench that he could hardly smell it anymore.

"Long time no see, Sister 16."

"Well, long time no see."

M4 and M16 greeted each other, and the two teams, which were originally in different areas, started to breathe and chat. The deserted apartment finally had a bit of a living atmosphere, but it was still far from being as lively as that small bar with warm lights.

The executioner plopped down on the sofa and dragged the alchemist and M16 over: "Let's drink! Did you guys stock up on alcohol here?"

“Yes,” AN94 stood up and walked towards the room they had converted into a warehouse: “I’ll go look for it…”

"I'll join in for a drink too, since I don't have any missions lately~"

Surprisingly, 45 is also planning to attend a drinking party with some old drunkards. Shouldn't she be used to drinking alone?

"...I'll have one too."

As a result, 416 also joined in.

After a while of this back and forth, most of the androids ended up participating in the drinking party. Even if they didn't drink alcohol, they would make do with juice. AN94 and AK12 also brought out the snacks they had stockpiled to hold a small gathering.

The arrival of Lofan finally allowed Helian to breathe a sigh of relief.

But why didn't RPK come?

"I'll ask the commander later," AK12 said with a slight smile, smoothing 94's long hair.

"Ah."

However, there were two fewer players on the field...

As soon as Luo Fan sat in the bathtub, before he even closed his eyes, he saw Alpha stroll around leisurely, casually hang up his clothes, and then take off his coat.

"..."

Luo Fan's performance was much less impressive than before, but he was still curious as to why he always encountered strange things when he took a shower.

Let me just ask as a formality...

"Alpha, you...?"

"Hmm? AK12 said the hot water supply is limited, so showering together can save water and is more efficient. Why?"

"...No, nothing."

It was an irresistible reason, and once you heard it was AK12 who said it, everything made sense.

The good news is the same as always; the bad news is the same as always.

Alpha's act of taking off her clothes seemed so natural that Lofan wondered if she had come prepared. But when he saw her blushing and covering her body as she sat in the water...

Luo Fan inexplicably recalled a line from the electric baton...

I don't understand what you're pretending for. Are you out of your mind?

But he certainly wouldn't say it out loud; he'd just suppress a laugh to himself.

Alpha was already embarrassed, and seeing Luo Fan's embarrassed expression, he immediately became unhappy: "What are you laughing at?"

"I remember happy things."

"What happy thing?"