I'm the boss because I have a harem of anime characters.

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Qin Shan originally only intended to teach him a lesson, but you actually called me Japanese? Holy crap! If you don't want your eyes, you can donate them to someone who needs them. This isn't your average thug. There's no time to hesitate; we have to deliver a heavy blow!

Thus, the seven men who spoke out of turn were promoted to Grand Eunuchs, losing their right to be men.

But with a little effort, you can become a boy (I'm sure of it).

"Wow, the Admiral is amazing!" Xiao Zhai and Xiao Luo clapped happily, their eyes practically sparkling with admiration.

"This doesn't need applause."

Qin Shan was too embarrassed to be praised by two eighth-tier experts. If they really made a move, the two little guys would each fire a cannon, and the entire Paris would probably be wiped out, leaving not even a single hook-eight.

"The admiral is protecting us, come here, give him a kiss."

My wife's kisses are really enjoyable, especially the ones that come close to me, that feeling... is great! I won't write about the parts you don't like, it's a waste of words (smile).

Now that the quest has been completed, it's time to thoroughly loot the area.

So the seven poor UN soldiers were stripped bare by Qin Shan. After all, when it comes to robbery, we men of the trade are true to our word and always keep our promises.

Seven pitiful men, clutching their crotches, trying to stop the bleeding from their ruptured testicles, and kneeling on the ground trembling, were quite a unique sight tonight. Their unfortunate experience also made the others subconsciously stay away from Qin Shan and his group. After all, they were men with their own strengths, and if they lost their strengths, how could they make up for the weaknesses of others?

The romantic French don't want to spend the rest of their lives as ascetic, "inorganic" beings.

After receiving a windfall (though not much money), Qin Shan, with his pockets bulging, decided to try a local, long-established Chinese restaurant. These kinds of restaurants are frequented by local Chinese, and only those certified by fellow countrymen can be truly authentic.

On the way to the restaurant, Lexington suddenly whispered, "Admiral, someone is following us."

"Looks like someone who knows their stuff."

Qin Shan acted with incredible speed; most people couldn't react in time, and those in the know would immediately see the problem.

That's not a question of how humans did it, but rather whether humans are capable of doing it.

"Do you want to get rid of it?"

"Let's talk after dinner."

"Yes, Admiral."

Section 34: They kicked a steel plate.

Encrypted communication

"Hey, Ange, it's me."

"Have you spotted the target?"

"He's a suspect. That guy just took out seven people in an instant, literally blowing their balls off. Tsk tsk tsk, that's really ruthless."

"In an instant? Are you using a metaphor or a figure of speech?"

"Of course, it's an objective adjective."

"You're a tactical android, and you describe it as a mere instant? That's not the kind of combat power a human should have. Is the opponent also a tactical android?"

"No, if it were a tactical doll, it would have spotted me long ago when I was scanning it."

"Could they be cyborgs? If they are those lunatics, it is indeed possible for them to create something like this."

"Should we continue monitoring?"

"Of course, even if they weren't acting on orders from the Paris riots, coming to Paris at this time must mean they have some ulterior motives, and the use of force is permissible if necessary."

"receive."

In the Chinese restaurant, Xiao Zhai suddenly turned to Qin Shan and said, "Admiral, the people following us are about to arrest us."

"What did you decipher?"

"The other party seems to be someone from an intelligence system, and the other contact point is the building at 357 Revolutionstrasse in Berlin."

What place is that?

"The official registration information is a logistics center, which on the surface is no different from an ordinary logistics company. However, the efficiency of this logistics company in the local area can only be considered as low as the bottom. Its revenue ratio is barely enough to make a living. Given the local consumption level in Berlin, this company should have gone bankrupt long ago, but it has continued to exist."

"If something is economically irrational but exists rationally, then there must be a reason for its existence. Berlin, could it be the Stasi?"

The Stasi, also known as the East German intelligence agency during the Cold War, had one full-time Stasi employee for every 160 people in East Germany at its peak, with as many as 174,000 informal employees. Its intelligence gathering and internal management were more than a hundred times that of Nazi Germany. It is hard to imagine that this was also an intelligence agency mainly composed of Germans.

Look at how riddled their intelligence agencies were during World War II, and then look at the Stasi—it's worlds apart.

"The Stasi do exist in this world, and they were reorganized and resumed operations after the formation of the new Soviet Union."

The above information was obtained by Xiaozhai through the Internet and other encrypted yet connected servers and databases. In terms of electronic warfare, Xiaozhai's ability is almost equal to Beizhai's. Apart from their appearance, the two are actually Tirpitz.

"Impressive, no wonder you're a homebody."

Qin Shan patted Xiao Zhai's head, while Xiao Luo beside him cast an envious glance at him.

Although the intelligence agency targeting him was from the Soviet camp, Qin Shan was not worried at all. Even without ship girls, he, as a fourth-tier soldier, would have many ways to escape. Moreover, he now had two eighth-tier soldiers and one ninth-tier soldier by his side. If they really angered him, they would immediately physically disintegrate the Soviet high command.

After a hearty meal, the three of them left the Chinese restaurant. On their way back, they were stopped by two people.

"Hi, hello everyone, guests from afar."

They were two pretty girls dressed like tourists.

They're so beautiful they don't even look human.

"After following us for so long, you've finally decided to show your face?"

Qin Shan had no interest in beating around the bush and directly revealed the other party's identity.

"Oh dear, we've been discovered. That's quite unexpected."

The girl, who had appeared to have her eyes closed, surprisingly opened them and looked at Qin Shan.

That was truly unexpected. How did they discover me? Did they have tactical dolls with them?

"You two are quite interesting."

In Qin Shan's perception, the two girls in front of him were not made of flesh and blood, but their energy intensity was between the first and second order.

The robots that can be manufactured are equivalent to superhumans. Holy crap, this really is Girls' Frontline.

Shouldn't the real Girls' Frontline be in Ukraine? (Ze Sheng's Recruitment: Girls Are Really on the Front Lines)

"Now that you've guessed who we are, would you like to come with us?"

"It's not that it's impossible, but could you tell me your true identities?"

"No, you won't do that. People will hate you if you pry into a young girl's secrets."

"That's a real shame. Let's get started." -P

Being disliked? Just kidding. With my ship girls, I'm fearless. So what if you hate me? I just want your information, not your bodies.

Lexington didn't even make a move, but Xiaozhai and Xiaolu rushed up immediately. Although it was a bit comical that two little girls were involved in the battle, what if these little girls were eighth-tier combat power like humanoid nukes?

That's a horror story.

For AK12 and AN94, they didn't even have a chance to react. They were knocked to the ground in an instant, and their bodies were bound by some kind of force, making them unable to move. At the same time, all communication with the outside world was completely cut off.

Are even human cubs this ridiculously powerful these days?!

"It seems you have no other choice now. May I introduce yourself, Miss Robot?"

AK12 is utterly speechless. Who could have imagined that what seemed like an incredibly simple task would turn into kicking a steel plate, and it's the frontal armor of a main battle tank no less! Who can he reason with?

I thought this guy was already terrifying, but the girl next to him was even more shocking.

"This is Soviet territory, sir. I advise you not to be so arrogant."

Despite losing its mobility, AK12 struggled to contact other comrades, but the communicator seemed to have sunk into the sea; all functions were normal, but the communication channel was blank.

This isn't interference; interference would produce static. Instead, the signal is completely blocked and cannot be transmitted.

Similar technologies do exist, but the equipment is quite large. None of the four people in front of us seem like the type to drag such large equipment. They didn't even drive a car. Could it be that they have other teammates hiding in the shadows?

The AN94 next to it was also trying to struggle, just like the AK12, but to no avail.

An opponent so powerful it was unreasonable—that was how the two felt at that moment. Just then, another person was thrown to the ground. The two looked closely and, oh my god, it was someone they knew.

Kane Schwaben, codename K, is a Stasi officer with the rank of major.

Their trip to Paris was to investigate the local riots, but before they could even find the root cause, their three main fighting forces had been wiped out.

It was quite a coincidence. The three of them had no prior contact and were each carrying out their own missions, but they just happened to run into each other. K instinctively reached for the spy pistol, intending to help, but after weighing the relative strengths of the two sides, he cautiously chose to turn around and leave.

This isn't about indifference or acting on impulse; as a qualified agent, one must know when to do what.

According to normal procedure, K, who was completely hidden in the shadows, only saw what was happening here, and left without making a sound, should have been able to escape smoothly and then report the situation to his superiors. However, the four people here were not ordinary people. His appearance nearby and his action of reaching for a gun were clearly visible to Qin Shan, not to mention Lexington. Since the ship girls all shared Qin Shan's combat experience, they instantly judged that this person was suspicious.

The two tactical dolls with unusual identities were already out of the picture, so they didn't care about capturing one more person, and K also became one of the prisoners.

"Alright, now we have another person to pry open your mouths. Who wants to open their mouths first?"

Qin Shan looked at the three of them with ill intent, as if they were three fish on a chopping board.

Section 35: The Door to a New World

A major blunder, the biggest blunder in Stasi history. Three high-ranking officers were taken down in an alley by a man and three women without playing any role whatsoever. What's even more unbelievable is that two of them were little girls.

I'm tired. Let's destroy this shitty world.

AK12 and AN94, as tactical dolls, can naturally be steadfast and unyielding, but the flesh-and-blood K cannot. Many people have a misconception that captured agents will show an iron will and never yield no matter what kind of torture they suffer.

Dear friend, please don't compare the revolutionary martyrs in Red Crag with ordinary agents. In fact, whether it's our Party or other countries, when dealing with captured agents, we have never thought of relying entirely on their willpower to resist torture. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a single-line contact system. Modern intelligence systems are built entirely on the standard that "after our personnel are captured, they will leak all known intelligence within a short period of time." Unless there is a major traitor at the top, the entire intelligence system will not have major problems. Any shortcomings have been made up for by the bloody lessons of the past.

The Stasi were no exception. They were exempt from the outer circle, but their real agents were elites who had been trained in the most rigorous way. Their time to become truly skilled was calculated in terms of more than five years. There were also various preparations and changes to their identities. When they were actually deployed, you had no idea who they were originally. Even if you called them by their original names, they would not react. This level of training was achieved through a complete reshaping of their habits and personality.

Naturally, the Stacy also designed training on "how to save oneself in case of exposure, and how to minimize intelligence leaks if self-rescue fails." Real agents are professionals; a character like 007 would be killed in the second frame in reality.

Agents who can be identified as spies at a glance have already silently left their posts.

"Sir, would you be willing to cooperate with our work, for example, by introducing yourself first?"

As Qin Shan spoke, he smiled and took out a pistol, which he had "borrowed" from the Soviet army's warehouse in this world. It was a Makarov 2055 pistol with a 9mm caliber. With the case on, it could be used as a submachine gun. The magazine had a capacity of 20 rounds and could be fed by an additional 50-round drum magazine.

If we were to pinpoint the defining characteristic of weapons in this world, it would be the increased use and superior performance of composite materials. At least, we haven't experienced the situation where imported composite weapon stock shattered from the cold during testing in Northeast China.

Stop laughing, I'm talking about you, AUG assault rifle. Back when I played CS, I thought you were so futuristic and awesome, but in reality, you're just a useless piece of junk that can't handle any hardship. Our Type 95 is much better. But from now on, it'll be the 191's turn.

Weapons can reveal a lot of information, such as whether they were purchased through the black market or through some other connection. In any case, there is a great deal of information that can be investigated. K secretly made a note of the gun.

It's a pity the inscription was removed; otherwise, I could have obtained even more information.

“You can call me Kane, I’m with the Stasi, sir. Judging from your tone, we’re not enemies.”

"Maybe I just wanted to change my tone, since I'm really annoyed right now."

"If you want compensation, I can take you to the bank right now and give you a truly sincere compensation."

"So it'll make it easier for you to track me, right?"

"You can go to an underground bank and exchange it for tickets with different codes."

“It’s not difficult for the state to track down money that has left the bank, but I don’t care. So give me a million rubles and I’ll let you go.”

"make a deal."

Whether he has money or not is irrelevant. With Qin Shan's abilities, is it difficult for him to make money? Even if he's too embarrassed to mess with the big brother because of the Soviet Union flag, he can always do it to the United States. At worst, he can just rob the Federal Reserve's vault.

A ninth-tier transcendent being personally robbed your country's treasury—what a display of power!

Wait, I'm suddenly smitten.

Qin Shan suddenly realized that he had fallen into a mental inertia. In this world, he could come and go as he pleased, so even if he made a huge mess, it wouldn't affect him. In that case, wouldn't it be reasonable to rob the Federal Reserve's vault?

Thinking of this, Qin Shan's smile grew even brighter, making K even more uneasy.

Why do I suddenly feel like this guy in front of me has become dangerous? Is it just my imagination?

Qin Shan had Lexington untie the three men, and then took them to the bank to withdraw one million rubles in cash.

Under normal circumstances, such a large cash withdrawal cannot be completed immediately, except if it is done through a special account. What made K frown was that Qin Shan actually took them to a big bank to withdraw money, and he did not try to hide himself at all. No matter how you observe or test me, I will stand openly in front of you.

His confidence made K feel somewhat constrained.

This kind of person is either crazy or has a real background. Considering the mysterious methods the other party used before, he is definitely not crazy, but a "mysterious person" with a background.

Given Qin Shan's Asian features and his Russian accent, which clearly carries a southern Jiangsu flavor, could this person have been sent from southern Jiangsu? But his behavior is far too arrogant; could it be that southern Jiangsu has ulterior motives?

"Won't you introduce yourself?"