Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Even though 45 was in human form, she still subconsciously wiped her forehead. Herian's personal safety was a big deal, and if something went wrong, she wouldn't be able to explain it to Luo Fan.

On the other hand, a minor issue did arise, but as Helian said, the AR team is handling it.

"Open the fucking door! I've seen you guys moving stuff in here these past few days!"

The knocking came from outside the door; a few troublemakers were planning to take advantage of the chaos and steal the supplies they had stored in the stronghold.

But the girls, of course, wouldn't compromise...

Helian had tried to persuade them several times, but to no avail. The other party was determined to take it by force, probably because she hadn't seen any male members while observing them moving things over the past two days.

"Then let's teach them a lesson..."

M16 slowly pulled Helian behind him, then picked up two kitchen knives from the pile of controlled knives on the ground with the dog, unsealed them on the spot, and was prepared to physically persuade her.

"They need to be taught a lesson!"

The dog brandished the knife twice, and though it was only the girl's body, it made the sound of the kitchen knife cutting through the air.

M16 opened the door with a grim face, only to be met with a water pipe that slammed vertically into her forehead.

But such an attack was far too weak for M16. She caught it with just one hand, then yanked the hose off the other person's hand and threw it to the other side of the corridor.

"You think this is fun?"

She asked this question, and the other party naturally did not expect that a woman could catch the attack with her bare hands, take away his weapon, and be completely unable to resist.

"Sir, you've come to the wrong door..."

"Wow!"

......

P.S.: I think I started writing around this time last year, and I was writing 8000 words a day back then. Looking at myself now, I've practically become a complete idiot...

Some readers in the group even asked if I check the almanac for updates, lol.

I've been having so much fun with my classmates these past few days that I forgot to write.

430 The wind is strong, let's get out of here. 1

After 45 shared his concerns with his teammates, the girls were naturally uneasy. RPK kept the accelerator floored the entire time, afraid of wasting even a minute.

The call quality wasn't very good, and 45 couldn't immediately determine if it was gunfire. If the worst-case scenario had occurred, it might mean someone was eyeing their belongings and was taking advantage of the outbreak to rob them.

When they parked their car haphazardly on the side of the road and took the elevator to their front door, they found M16 and Gouzi dragging away several "sleeping people".

To be precise, there were several corpses. The knife wounds on their heads were clearly visible, so they probably had already stopped using force; otherwise, dealing with them would have been much more troublesome...

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief without needing to ask any further questions.

"Remember to throw it far away, otherwise it will easily smell bad and attract insects once it opens."

Before entering, 45 casually offered a couple of reminders, and M16 simply nodded; of course, she knew how to dispose of the body.

However, given the current conditions, the best approach is simply to throw it far away...

The return to the base went relatively smoothly, and there were even some unexpected gains. AK12 and AK15 opened the suitcases containing the weapons and placed them on the ground, attracting the AR team responsible for guarding the base.

Even Helian, who was watching from the balcony, was drawn to the pile of somewhat rustic but exquisite little toys.

M4 couldn't help but laugh and said, "AR15, you definitely have the advantage in a situation like this, don't you?"

The suitcase contained several AR15s, and even a number of basic accessories. Although it was not as good as her own branded weapon, given the current situation of everyone, the AR15 was clearly the most suitable weapon for her.

She didn't answer, but the slight curve of her lips conveyed a sense of letting go of the past, along with polite replies to the teasing remarks of her teammates and family.

AR15 certainly understood what M4 meant. It was the only civilian weapon in the AR squad. She had often felt resentful about this identity in the past, believing that her background was inferior and that she was not worthy of her three teammates. As a result, she often spared no effort in carrying out missions, wanting to gain her own glory and prove her worth.

She has long since let go of this burden. The extra burden, like the spent cartridges thrown out by gunfire, simply falls to the ground and drifts further and further away from the warriors who still need to move forward.

However, it is clear that the AR15, as a civilian firearm, has the advantage now.

It's not fully automatic, but it's sufficient for my needs.

"Well done, the weapons issue was resolved faster than I expected."

Helian took out a few bottles of drinks from the supplies and handed them to the girls, who had already far exceeded their task targets.

AK12 took it and said with feigned pride, "If we had enough containers, we could have emptied the whole store. Unfortunately, our two suitcases only allowed us to fit these things in."

"That's enough. Perhaps we can consider going again later to prepare the weapons, until Luo Fan returns with your own weapons and manpower."

For at least a while, they won't have to worry about being robbed. Now that they have weapons, they'll probably just want to take them back...

but......

Helian returned to the balcony, her expression turning cold again; something still seemed amiss.

Why hasn't the military started dealing with this yet? Or are they too busy dealing with their own problems to attend to the situation in the city?

Forget armored vehicles, we haven't even seen a single soldier. The only gunfire we can hear is probably coming from those rats trying to take advantage of the chaos. An hour has passed, and the military must have taken action by now.

Although the source of infection is unknown and the work of tracing the source of the virus is likely impossible, why haven't the most basic isolation measures been started yet? Do we have to wait until everything is completely quiet?

That's strange...

......

"I am honored to introduce this new drug for combating spring infectious diseases. This little blue pill will help us..."

In front of the television, Morido watched their new drug launch live. This was a crucial first step in the initial stage, and Gray was doing everything perfectly as planned. Now all that was left was to wait for the reporters and Gray to finish their pointless conversation and then it would be over.

Just as she was feeling bored, a phone call broke her slump. It was Helian calling; they had something going on back in Colorado.

"Hey?"

She answered the phone, not really paying attention, since it wasn't a combat mission and there was nothing to worry about.

But the other person's words forced her to get back into work mode...

"Morido, something's happened here. The infection area has expanded, and another outbreak has occurred in the city. It's estimated that the situation will worsen again in the near future. Remember to remind them to get out of there if things get too dangerous."

"What, not again?"

It had only just calmed down for a short while, so why did it suddenly erupt again for no reason?

Her vacation wasn't even over yet, and now the outbreak is forcing pharmaceutical companies like her to work overtime again. Although the government might not necessarily urge them, the escalating outbreak is subtly pressuring them to increase production capacity. After all, with increased demand, those who achieve results first can seize the market and gain a head start.

Herian's words implied that they should prepare to rush the construction schedule while also keeping the waves low...

Although it was difficult, it wasn't impossible; all that was needed was for the godfather to give a slight signal.

Morido nodded, then said seriously, "Okay, but if it's to continue, then M16 must come back."

"what?"

“M16 must come back. If our plans are to be brought forward, then the establishment of the family must also be accelerated. M16 is indispensable as one of the most core figures, and Ironblood also needs her to coordinate.”

......

Dark clouds gathered, and Helian's composure was slowly eroded by the fading sunset.

It wasn't that she didn't want M16 to go back, but the process was somewhat difficult...

"Is it absolutely necessary to use the M16?"

She asked tentatively.

"Yes."

......

"Then I'll give it a try."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

......

Sending M16 back proved to be a case of plans not keeping up with changes, and the magnitude of those changes was far too great.

The butterfly effect has begun to take effect, and even a small change has forced the entire plan to be drastically revised.

But she also knew that things couldn't always go smoothly. They didn't have the ability to predict the future, but rather to make what they believed to be the best choice among all the known circumstances at hand.

And this is what a commander should do...

431 The wind is strong, let's get out of here. 2

"signal?"

"Fishing gear transportation".

"What does Godfather Williams mean?"

"Yes, the model is 'M16'. If possible, I can leave now."

"Get on the computer, the Godfather has been waiting for you for a long time."

Just a few hours later, M16 appeared on the helicopter returning to New York.

Who would have thought that this godfather's influence was far greater than they imagined? At his behest, a private helicopter was able to enter the edge of the quarantine zone and successfully pick up M16 without undergoing a medical examination, without any obstruction.

In retrospect, it was a wise choice to "build a good relationship" with this godfather beforehand, as many winding paths could be made much smoother under his guidance.

What surprised M16 even more was that the godfather himself came to pick her up...

When she boarded the helicopter, she saw his aged face, still with graying temples, drinking a glass of whiskey; he seemed to be a man who loved alcohol.

He waved his hand, gesturing for M16 to sit down.

“Your people told me you needed help, so I brought this private helicopter over.”

M16 remained somewhat wary of this, not wanting a temporary advantage to lead to endless trouble later on...

Seemingly aware of her wariness, he took a brand-new, unopened bottle of whiskey from the ice bucket, helped her unseal it, and then handed it to her.

"Don't worry, I have a friend in the National Guard who knows about this and gave us special permission to leave."

......

"Then I'll excuse you."

M16 nodded slightly before sitting down and accepting the bottle of whiskey.

The bottle still carried a chill, like the lifeless sky that forever shrouded the country, never dissipating in the slightest.

She looked out of the plane and saw that she was getting further and further away from that city full of zombies. She was alone, while her teammates were still inside carrying out their mission.

She herself didn't really want to leave, but as Morido said, she had to go back; she was the key figure in the upcoming operation.

"Would you be interested in telling me about your upcoming plans?"

Williams poured the wine into his glass and drank it all in one gulp. His nonchalant attitude seemed to suggest that he did not consider these people who had threatened him as complete enemies.

Considering that the other party is already on their side, and that he has no means of countermeasures, it might be alright to tell them their plans in advance, which would also help them cooperate better with their next actions.

She swirled the bottle, savoring the mellow aroma of this 18-year-old vintage.

"As you can see, Grey Biotechnology Co., Ltd. is a company under our name, and its owner and legal representative are also our people. We also hope to establish our own family business in the future and expand into the entertainment, service, and biotechnology industries..."

"So, you came to me."

Williams didn't seem surprised; he simply nodded thoughtfully.

"More or less. We just happened to have a minor disagreement with you, and took the opportunity to investigate your background. After careful consideration, we concluded that you are a worthwhile partner to cooperate with."

If it weren't for the fact that their people were unwilling to end things peacefully, they wouldn't have considered touching the Godfather's foundation, even though it doesn't seem to be the Godfather's intention at the moment.

Since that's the case, then they won't harm him...

He continued, "I regret this matter. They were bribed by others, which had a negative impact on you. However, you also helped me get rid of them, so it's not bad."

The ice cubes rolled around in the bucket from time to time, making a series of crisp sounds. She looked down and saw that the armored vehicles had already driven in, and the military's actions seemed to have begun.

"If you plan to travel back and forth later, you can let me know, and I have a way to do so."

He noticed M16's hesitation and casually remarked.

This is also good, as there's no need to go through military channels to enter and exit the quarantine area, which naturally avoids a lot of unnecessary attention and interaction. As long as the clearing work is done well and Williams doesn't leave any leverage, it's fine.

M16 nodded but did not reply.

At least for now, the sky is still white, and although "dirt" still covers the clouds, it is perhaps a view worth seeing compared to the darkness to come.

Thomson certainly knew more about this than she did, but considering what they had seen in the German Federal Republic, the lives of gangsters were mostly bleak...

Isn't there a prime example right before our eyes?