Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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That's her branded weapon...

Before Ying Que could witness this extremely dangerous scene, Luo Fan pulled her away. Fortunately, after learning from the executioner that Ying Que had returned, he quickly came back to check on her.

Even after hearing Lofan's explanation, Alpha didn't seem particularly surprised...

"Oh, I see. She doesn't suspect me at all, she even greeted me first. If I were in a war zone instead of a room..."

"OK, OK, I understand. As for the specific situation now, we'll ask 45 later. Anyway, don't keep thinking about taking your own weapons here, it'll get us killed. I'll keep your weapons safe for you."

She had no doubt about Luo Fan's words and handed over her gun without hesitation.

Then, in front of her, Luo Fan shoved the gun into the tablet.

"???"

"It's standard procedure. Everyone else is used to it. You'll get used to it eventually too."

"Uh......"

As if remembering something, Alpha tugged at Lofan's sleeve.

"what happened?"

Luo Fan asked.

“I suddenly lost consciousness, then crawled out of the closet and ended up in this room. Also, I just heard some noise coming from the closet again, you should probably go check it out.”

"Row."

Luo Fan knew what this meant, and turned to walk towards the wardrobe with Alpha.

Already familiar with the task, Luo Fan opened the wardrobe door without any warning.

Then, everything went black...

Let's discuss our thoughts on profit and loss.

P.S.: This chapter is for rational discussion and is not intended to be malicious.

First of all, if you think there are problems with the character of Ying Que, you can say so, instead of saying, "I'm not happy, I don't like it, so I think it's no good."

Secondly, I don't know if it's the identity of admiral or commander that gives you a sense of superiority, leading you to believe that ordinary people are not good enough for you, or if you think that the protagonist's feelings are based on ability or status. In short, I personally strongly disagree with this view.

Yingque is undoubtedly an ordinary person, but why is she not worthy to stay by the protagonist's side? Is it because the ship girls and humanoids are too strong, and she is not worthy? Then isn't this relationship based on ability and status?

I poured my love and personal understanding into this character, imbued with my beautiful wishes for unwavering devotion and for lovers to be together forever. Of course, that's a story for later.

Therefore, I really dislike seeing statements like "there is still that balance or deficiency." You're not the villain in the book, so there's no need to talk like that.

I know I can't please everyone, but I also can't change my script to cater to readers. I write what I want to write, not as a tool to make money. Besides, I don't think I wrote any disgusting plots.

So, if you feel there's a problem with how I portray Ying and Que, just say it, instead of saying "I'm unhappy, I'm not happy, so I think it's not good."

Comments or suggestions:

345. Food Issues

If it weren't for the enhancement of his physical body, Luo Fan might have already turned into a pile of minced meat.

As is customary, upon opening the cabinet door, one should see a girl quietly resting with her eyes closed inside. However, this time, several figures rushed out from the upper shelf of the cabinet, collapsing like an avalanche and pinning Luo Fan to the ground, along with their weapons, two of which were military-grade.

"Who's on top of me? Get up!"

A slightly angry shout rang out, and a white-haired head peeked out from the bottom.

The hunter from Ironblood Factory was thankfully not above her, otherwise Luo Fan might have been doomed.

When she came to her senses, she saw AK Alpha standing to the side looking completely bewildered. She stepped back in time, preventing an accident.

"Griffin's guy?"

The hunter hesitated for a moment, then tried to pull out the pistol from his waist, only to find that his lower body was still pinned down and he couldn't insert his hand at all.

"Pfft... Where am I? Wasn't I on patrol duty with S07?"

NTW, along with her weapons, managed to crawl out of the humanoid mass, thankfully not buried too deep.

The other girl's resistance was not very strong. Lying under JS9, she looked around helplessly: "I don't know... uh, why is it so heavy... and why is it so soft down there...?"

"MG4, good evening."

Alpha said.

"Ah, good evening, Alpha! Sorry I didn't see you earlier..."

MG4 looks troubled, but someone else is even more troubled than her.

"I think you should get up right away."

Alpha finally frowned, seemingly unable to sense any human physiological functions below.

"why?"

......

This must be the biggest event in all the constructions so far, with the most people, the heaviest weapons, and no queues. Apart from the AK Alpha, which was spared because it was built relatively recently as an AR, everyone else just rushed out of the cabinet in a swarm.

Although I don't know why the JS9, as an SMG, wasn't faster than the Alphard...

It was precisely because the commotion was so loud that it couldn't be ignored that the girls had to rush back into the room to check on the situation.

"this......"

AR15 frowned. The floor of the room was a mess, disturbed by a small hill, a situation she found hard to understand.

Although seeing the open cabinet doors was enough to roughly guess that the commander was doing construction again, but...

"So, can someone explain what's going on here?"

......

"MG4, NTW20, Hunter, Metrologist, JS9, AK Alpha..."

Luo Fan, with a bruise around his nose, was taking attendance for his new friends at the dining table. As for how he got the bruise, it was because the measurement officer's elbow hit Luo Fan in the face when they rushed out of the cabinet.

"Pfft, hahahahahahahahahaha!"

The architect pointed at Luo Fan's face and laughed like a monkey, almost tripping Ying Que who was serving dishes.

The bruise itself was funny enough, but it became even funnier when people found out it was the metrologist who did it.

"I'm sorry, Commander, I'm willing to accept any punishment."

The metrologist, naturally, acted like a child who had accidentally broken a vase, his attitude extremely sincere.

However, apart from her, almost everyone else was trying their best to hold back their laughter...

"It's okay, it will go away overnight, don't worry about it."

Although it hurts, Luo Fan hopes the girls can forget about it as soon as possible.

Their arrival coincided with dinner time, so they joined everyone in enjoying this meal, which was different from what they had eaten in their original world.

Others have lived here for a while and are used to Yingque's excellent skills, but for new friends who also come from the Girls' Frontline world, it is always very impressive.

“Commander, I must say, the food here is far better than in Griffin’s warehouse.”

JS9 is telling the truth. Yingque's skills are far superior to those dusty, expired canned goods. Even with objective limitations such as time and resources, they would never go against their own taste buds.

Therefore, both the girls in Griffin and the few girls in Ironblood who couldn't even afford to eat agreed with this.

Although Yingque didn't know what Griffin was like, she was happy to receive recognition from others.

What Griffin? I'm really not familiar with him...

As per procedure, the newcomers also received all the information about the current situation from 45, and according to Luo Fan's instructions: "Don't mention these things in front of Ying Que, just live a normal human life."

The agent asked, "Metrologist, what's the situation over there?" This was a question that everyone was concerned about.

The metrologist swallowed a piece of beef and said with difficulty, "It's not good. Everyone is in a hurry to find people, and more and more people are going missing. It's not just us; Griffin's side is also in a mess. And now I find out that all the missing people are here, and I've become a missing person myself."

Luo Fan then fully understood that Griffin in the game also existed, and the girls there had also experienced their own lives.

What he was building was actually a blatant attempt to undermine Griffin's business, but Griffin had no way of investigating...

He nodded: "This is a one-way ticket, only going there and not coming back, but due to objective reasons, I can't bring everyone here at once."

Resources and space are both insufficient...

“I understand. And there’s another point: even if it weren’t a one-way ticket, I wouldn’t want to go back. As JS9 said, the food here is much better than over there. That alone is enough to keep me here.”

The metrologist said something quite funny in a serious tone.

So she also has binge eating tendencies...?

"Yes, I agree with that. Back then, the boss cut back on the kitchen's funds a lot due to financial difficulties, which resulted in Griffin receiving complaint letters from various departments every day for a period of time."

That was a painful period of history, and the metrologist's words brought Helian back to that memory.

"Oh, right, I remember now. During that time, their food wasn't even as good as my coffee, which resulted in me surviving on instant noodles and coffee for the latter half of that 'famine'."

Helian's expression was quite unpleasant as she recalled the events, but Pascal laughed at his own cleverness.

Perhaps only she herself would find that kind of sweet soup delicious...

The agent was somewhat embarrassed, especially since he was complaining about the poor treatment at his former employer, right in front of the other party, referring to the metrology officer's words.

After all, this is indeed the truth...

346 AK12: I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving.

After all, it's made by Iron Blood Factory, with many mass-produced models and efficiency as the top priority. There's no such thing as food; everything is handled through maintenance and charging.

Moreover, it's one thing for an architect to complain—she's not very bright—but a surveyor isn't.

Fortunately, they adapted to life here quite quickly, and they were always busy eating.

It's hard to imagine what it's like for three people to cook dinner for dozens of people, but Yingque didn't seem tired at all...

Perhaps it's because I genuinely enjoy the process and the joy and fulfillment it brings to others.

Here, among the three factions—Griffin, Paradis, and Sangvis Ferri—Griffin's food is considered relatively good, while the military dolls of Sangvis Ferri and the Nieto of Paradis basically have no food at all.

SOP suddenly asked, "Commander, I think we don't have any empty rooms left, so where will JS9 and the others sleep tonight?"

Everyone turned around, eagerly awaiting Luo Fan's answer.

Hmm... This is the serious problem that Luo Fan overlooked before. There aren't enough rooms. Now, there isn't even enough room to assign extra people. After all, although they are all comrades, they also have their own social circles and personal habits. This issue must be considered when assigning rooms. For example, 416, M16, and M870 absolutely cannot be assigned together, otherwise something bad will happen sooner or later.

However, just like with AK12, excess and deficiency always bring unexpected answers to oneself and others.

"We still have plenty of blankets and sheets. We can turn on the heating and sleep on the floor in the room. The floor is clean and there's enough space."

Perhaps it was due to the ingrained way of thinking in Donghuang, but she blurted it out subconsciously.

Luo Fan quickly whispered, "Que'er, almost none of them are from Donghuang, and they don't usually sleep on the floor."

"Oh, that seems so..."

Oh, I forgot, they're not from Donghuang, so sleeping on the floor seems a bit strange to them.

However, someone has already provided an answer.

"If possible, I will accept Miss Yingque's kindness."

Sleeping on the floor is a common practice in Donghuang, and the JS9, being a Donghuang firearm, naturally agreed without hesitation.

However, Yingque was unaware that they were tactical dolls, and had little knowledge of firearms. As for the name JS9, she didn't know its origin either. The only information she could glean from JS9's response was that the other party was willing to accept it.

Ying Que continued, "Our room is quite big. If you don't mind, please come in. Luo Fan and I will prepare the blankets and pillows in advance."

Being able to squeeze into Luo Fan's room would certainly be a good thing, but right now, the girls had something more important to deal with...

Apart from the five newcomers, almost everyone's attention was focused on the AK12...

In an instant, AK12, as the alpha wolf, experienced for the first time what it felt like to become prey.

Oh no, something seems to have happened...