Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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She focused the surveillance footage on her phone onto the footprints in the snow and showed it to her girls.

Everyone noticed AK12's outstretched hand and looked at the phone in her hand.

A trail of footprints, stretching endlessly, disappeared into the dark alleyway...

AK12 lowered his voice: "Who has plans?"

Concise and to the point...

The girls hesitated for a moment and did not give an answer immediately.

"I......"

AA12 stood up from the sofa, picked up his weapon, and still had that grumpy look on his face from being robbed of his seat.

AK12 certainly understood the other party's thoughts.

"Are you sure? You can't install a silencer."

"Hmm, it's a bit boring staying here, and I can always just use my hands first."

AA12 didn't even put on the coat that was covering Pascal; he walked towards the iron gate wearing only a vest.

......

A few seconds later...

“UMP45、UMP40、HK416、维克托、M16、AR15。”

AK12 mentally recited the names of the human figures who had already gotten up and walked toward the iron gate.

Including AA12, there are a total of seven people.

Other tactical dolls, including the executioner and the alchemist, also wanted to follow, but were stopped by AK12.

"There are enough people already, this will do."

The girls had no choice but to sit back down in their original seats.

After the remaining six people caught up, AA12 pushed open the iron gate and returned to the outside world with them.

"Then, let's go..."

180 has been found...

The surveillance footage clearly shows that the seven-man team has headed to the left of the alley and is following the footprints left by the USS team.

They hadn't walked more than a few meters before they were swallowed up by the boundless darkness. Even turning on night vision mode only temporarily slowed down the process.

AK12 is not without concerns, but for now, he can only leave the task of securing the route to them.

"Don't go too far, just get a general view," she muttered as she picked up the walkie-talkie.

There was no response...

That's all she can do now...

......

Even as the cold snow fell on her small body, AA12 felt no discomfort whatsoever. As a high-tech shotgun android, her ability to withstand the cold was definitely stronger.

In the girls' minds, AA12 always seemed lazy and unmotivated, as if she was just going through the motions and didn't care about anything else. But when needed, she was definitely a strong and reliable teammate.

This time, however, AA12's expression was noticeably colder and more resolute, and everyone could guess why.

Perhaps he still harbors resentment about being usurped by the so-called "official wife"...

She doesn't actively participate in investigative operations, but if she's called upon, she'll definitely do it diligently.

But now, her active involvement carries a hint of revenge, which is also her way of silently protesting against the "official wife".

But not everyone can understand AA12's actions...

"What's wrong with her?"

AR15 is here? M16 whispered beside him, trying to figure out the situation.

But our 16 pigeons just shrugged.

It's not that she doesn't understand; on the contrary, she sees things very clearly, she's just too lazy to mention it.

If it were my old self, I would definitely have gossiped a bit, but I've gotten used to being indifferent, so I don't have that kind of inclination anymore.

After all, if you want to strive for excellence, the most important thing is not to achieve great things, but to avoid making mistakes...

M16 has this attitude towards this tangled and complicated situation.

......

Are you kidding me?! If I had the chance and didn't take action, would I be human? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to my title as the instructor of Griffin's 800,000-strong humanoid Imperial Guard?!

But she still chose to maintain her aloof persona.

A hand climbed onto AR15's shoulder from the other side.

"Maybe we shouldn't ask..."

She looked at the owner of the hand and said with a troubled expression.

In her previous life, she was a human with an exceptionally strong gossip sense. She had seen far too many people like AA12, who were deeply in love and couldn't hide their feelings at all. No wonder she couldn't gain any advantage against AK12; her skill level was far inferior, and she was completely outmaneuvered by the other party in this aspect...

Moreover, it's useless to try to persuade her at this time. It's better to let her vent on her own, as long as she doesn't do anything foolish.

At least for now, they don't have to worry about being exposed because of her, maybe...

AR15 could only swallow his doubts.

After walking about 40 meters, AA12 knew that now was not the time to be reckless. Being at the front of the group, she slowed down and brushed all the snow off her body to maintain her best condition for exercise.

After walking several dozen steps, they turned a corner, and the AK12 could no longer monitor them, so they could only locate them through the Zener Protocol.

It seems that the USS team has traveled faster and farther than they thought. They originally thought they would still be resting in the surrounding houses, but now it seems that the situation is more optimistic.

However, they still need to try their best to define the general positioning of this team.

The girls slowed their pace again, keeping a low profile and wary of any potentially threatening corner.

But with the distance, our thinking needs to change a bit...

"Wait, AA12."

45 called out to AA12, who was still moving forward.

The other person was drawn by her voice and stopped in front of her.

For some reason, 45 sensed a certain oppressive aura emanating from AA12. Despite not wearing a coat and being so slender, the combination of the weapon tucked under his arm and the dim lighting created a strange feeling of suffocation...

She swallowed uncomfortably: "The situation ahead is relatively difficult to ascertain. You, me, and 40 should go and scout ahead. The rest of you stay put."

This is a good plan. Two SMGs will conduct reconnaissance, and the AA12s, even without silencers, can provide cover for them with their mobile shields, thus reducing the risk of being ambushed.

AA12 nodded, and the others had no objections either.

So the three of them slowed their pace, lowered their posture, and walked step by step into the unknown territory.

AA12 positioned himself in front of the less experienced 40, while 45 stood alone. Both aimed at each other's areas, forming an angle to cover each other.

The two teams maintained a 6-meter distance to allow them to react at any time.

A cold draft swept into the alleyway at an inopportune moment, stirring up the few snowflakes on the ground and slowly covering everyone's footprints, including those of the USS team...

45 noticed this and whispered to his teammates, "Guys, we need to hurry. The footprints here will probably be covered up soon."

As 45 spoke, everyone felt the impact of the wind on the footprints and quickened their pace to avoid losing their way.

.......

About a minute later, 45 stopped and raised his fist.

"what happened?"

416 stopped behind her and began to peer out to try and see what was happening in the distance.

But 45's attention wasn't on the road ahead; she squatted in the middle of the alley and touched the footprints on the ground with her hand.

A few footprints were covered by snowflakes as she moved...

"Emmm, very fresh, looks about ready..."

she said to herself.

He then stood up and quickened his pace, moving towards the area where the footprints were spreading without making his footsteps obvious.

The girls could only follow her at full speed.

I don't know when it started, but 45 started hearing some crackling sounds...

"Did you hear that?"

"Ah."

"It's probably the sound of wood burning."

Viktor frequently used incendiary bombs, and she was extremely familiar with that sound...

"It looks like they're in this area. They've found a spot and started a fire."

With the clues of footprints and sounds, the direction they needed to search suddenly became much clearer.

"Snapped!"

"Tsk, damn it, I told you not to make the fire so big!"

"How should I know? They just put in a little too much wood."

A sudden, loud explosion, flames burning wood, and the sound of two men talking...

Ah, this is it...

P.S.: Let's get some votes in and cheer things up a bit...

181 Sigh

Under the cover of the wind and the sound of burning flames, the girls could relax a bit, reduce their control over their steps, and approach the target location more quickly.

The target is humans, who may not care about the external situation, especially in such a harsh environment.

However, they should be cautious. After all, Squad 404 caused such a big incident at the Raccoon City government building last time. Although they did not expose themselves, Umbrella will definitely take notice and launch an investigation. They still need to be as careful as possible.

After a brief search following the sound for a few minutes, the girls stopped in front of a faded and rusty security door and circled around it for about 10 meters. Finally, they confirmed that this was the area where their target was located.

Victor put his ear close to the door...

"Yes, this is it, that's right."

"There were no signs of forced entry on the door locks or windows."

AR15 and M16 also briefly checked the door locks and windows, finding no obvious signs of forced entry, suggesting they had entered the room relatively peacefully.

Now, as long as AA12 breaks the door lock, they can rush in immediately and wipe them out before they can react.

Unfortunately, that's not their goal, nor can they eliminate them. Right now, they are far more useful alive than dead.

People want to see rescuers who have found the target, followed by those who haven't, and lastly, the bodies of the rescuers...

Obviously, the former is a good thing for everyone...

After confirming that they had the right target, the girls hid behind the trash cans.

"40. Process the route and location information and send it to the commander. I'll go and take a picture of this place."

"it is good."

45 handed the notebook from his bag to 40, then took his weapon and phone and approached the door.

There were no hidden corners nearby, but there were plenty of trash cans, so 40 could only sit down next to one of them and begin processing the route and location information.

Their current concealment only ensures that if someone emerges, the first thing they see isn't themselves...

After confirming that the camera flash was off, 45 began to carefully take pictures of the door's design and the surrounding area so that his teammates and the commander could confirm them.

The remaining five people had nothing to do but take on the task of guarding the area.

They could only use the trash cans as cover; perhaps they should be thankful it was winter, as the stench was less likely to spread...

......

Back at headquarters where everything was fine, the girls had already begun to rest, conserving their energy for tomorrow night's operation.