Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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This timeframe was just enough for them to reach the transport route in Ward C, so they didn't need to wander around inside the prison; they could simply search along the road...

......

During their escape, some people tried to take advantage of the chaos to attack Jiang Feng and Kaga, but they were all dealt with. Kaga, in particular, grabbed a prison guard and threw him into the nearby crowd.

"boom"

"Uh!"

Kaga felt a blow to his face. Following the direction of the impact, he saw a prison guard holding a rifle that fires rubber bullets. It wasn't a sting, no real injury, but in a moment like this... it was really annoying...

"You should go bully the weaklings..."

Kaga strode forward, and before the prison guard could retreat in fear, he dodged the rifle and delivered a vicious blow to the chin, sending the adult male flying.

Tirpitz and Eugen were on their way to Ward C when, as they passed a group of inmates, they saw the black gang leader again, whom Tirpitz had given a good scolding during their last exercise period.

"Damn bitch, I've been waiting for this moment for so long!!!"

He also had a sharp kitchen knife in his hand, which meant he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to solve the problem in some less-than-clean way. Tirpitz, of course, wouldn't tolerate it.

"Then you'll just have to wait."

As soon as the other person thrust the kitchen knife out, Tirpitz grabbed the blade with his hand, stabbed the other person in the abdomen with his other hand, and kicked him away.

Along the way, only this big guy dared to mess with Tirpitz...

"See? I told you that establishing our authority in advance would be beneficial to our operations."

Eugen glanced at the unconscious giant on the ground and suddenly burst out laughing.

Tirpitz scoffed at this and continued on his way to Ward C.

However, things didn't go as planned. Along the way, they consciously discussed the topic of "biology," hoping to find the target who could match their secret code.

But the destination has been reached...

"You didn't find it either?"

624 Anjie... (including voting)

Jiang Feng and Kaga, who were the first to leave the cell, were the last to arrive at the transport passage. The two were somewhat disheveled, presumably having spent a lot of time mingling with the criminals, or perhaps having a good "sparring session" in private.

"No? What, you didn't get any results either?"

The ship girls looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison.

"It seems we won't be able to find our target. Time's up, we should go."

A truck was already waiting in the transport lane. Everyone immediately climbed into the back of the truck and opened the window connected to the cab. Inside the cab sat two women dressed in black overalls, their hairstyles looking somewhat unkempt, especially the one in the passenger seat, who gave off a drunken, hazy vibe.

"Hey beautiful, how many of you are here? Is everyone here?"

"...Six people, we're all here, let's go."

The company initially thought it had gotten on the wrong train, but still answered as usual.

But the other party seemed puzzled: "Six? Does that mean you couldn't find anyone?"

"Hmm, not found, no clues whatsoever."

"Alright, it's not our problem anyway, Hecate, drive."

"Let's go~"

The female driver, named Hecate, stepped on the gas and sped away from the prison. All surveillance cameras were blocked, and with Williams's cleanup efforts, no one would care about the disappearance of these female prisoners.

The company only received another message from Lovan through the bracelet when the truck entered the city...

"Company, how's it going? Have you found a target yet?" The voice sounded somewhat urgent, but more so worried.

"I'm sorry, Commander, no one has contacted us using the coded message. The mission appears to have failed..."

The company felt somewhat guilty about this. She looked at her teammates, whose expressions were also not good, which was understandable. Everyone had made a wasted trip, so it was only natural that they were unhappy.

Luo Fan's voice also became somewhat dejected: "Is that so... Never mind, it's good that you're alright. The driver will take you back to the company. I'm also laying low for now. I'll probably see you tomorrow. Take care of yourselves."

The phrase "lay low for now" is causing some concern among businesses: "Have you encountered any similar situations?"

"Well, sort of... but it's been resolved. To be on the safe side, I'll head back after today."

"Then, be careful."

"Ah."

......

Rhine-Enshe had left earlier to secure the surrounding area with the rest of the Martyrs. Now, the hotel room was empty again. The simple furniture and the faint smell of wood shavings made the loneliness more palpable. This small room was a prison for thoughts. Without anything to distract himself, such as cigarettes or alcohol, it was easy for Lovan to start overthinking.

This is a problem I've only recently developed; after staying in the quarantine area for a long time, I've started to feel a strange sense of loneliness.

This doesn't mean he doesn't value girls, or that he feels lonely even with girls by his side. Rather, it means that all of them have been wandering in this conflict for too long, to the point that they've forgotten what their previous lives were like. At the same time, what they're doing isn't understood by the world. After all, Luo Fan isn't some saint who's completely detached from worldly desires. To say that no one can know how beneficial their work is to the world is something he sometimes feels wronged about, as he has many shortcomings, and this is one of them.

Umbrella had become a thorn in his side, and now it had come to a point where it was a matter of life and death. As long as Umbrella existed, he would never have a moment of peace, nor would the girls.

...I'm under too much pressure, and so is Helian. Perhaps we need the assistance of a commander to improve efficiency and increase personnel utilization. That's how it is.

But more than anything, he longed for a friend to continue talking to him in his spare time, and that friend's name was slowly emerging in Luo Fan's mind...

Perhaps this sounds abrupt, but she might really be able to help me stay on the same path. Although we may disagree on some things, her opinions are definitely worth taking seriously.

Anna Viktorovna Tsoi, or that more familiar codename...

"Anjie..."

Luo Fan glanced at the wardrobe in the corner, the idea of ​​calling the other person over already forming in his mind, but various factors were limiting Luo Fan's willingness...

In certain decisions, according to Anjie's perspective, she would absolutely disagree. For example, murder. Luo Fan and the girls were used to solving problems in this simple and brutal way, but Anjie was different. She would only make such a decision when necessary. She would not pull the trigger on innocent people, and she was not even willing to let them be implicated.

But just by blowing up that bridge, countless people will never be able to go home. Coupled with the butterfly effect brought about by their previous actions, Luo Fan has long since lost count of how many people have inevitably died at their hands, and he has become accustomed to it.

They are probably no different from Umbrella now, especially since Lovan is still unaware of the heinous crimes that his most trusted men, Paradis and Nieto, have committed behind his back—crimes deserving of a thousand executions...

If Anjie tries to stop him in such a situation, what should be done? Is this a drawback of bringing her here?

But if she were there, many problems would definitely be solved more easily. After all, with one more person, her abilities would be beyond question. Helian would need her help, and the members of the Rebellion Squad could also achieve better results by following their old boss.

So, what should we do...?

......

PS: The choice is now up to you readers: whether or not to let Anjie come to Luo Fan's side. Just like in a visual novel, I'm leaving the decision to you.

Luo Fan's concerns are also the problems we will face later: whether or not to call An Jie. An Jie's appearance will lead to some changes in the plot. I also struggled with these issues when I was writing. After all, An Jie is not the kind of person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately. But we often say that the environment can change people.

Luo Fan has already been changed by this world, but what about An Jie? I don't know either. After thinking about it all night, I've decided to leave the decision to you all. It's up to you to decide whether An Jie should come or not.

1. Come

2. Not coming

The final result may change, but I will adopt the voting results for a period of time. Regardless of whether Anjie comes or not, our subsequent chapters will proceed as normal, only some parts will be changed (we will also re-emphasize the character descriptions).

625 He needs you

"...Come on, perhaps there are some problems that only you can solve."

After much agonizing reflection, Luo Fan finally made up his mind to call his old friend here.

The reason he had this thought wasn't just because he genuinely needed a strong ally; it was also a kind of resignation. He was no longer as confident as he used to be, able to throw himself into the fight without reservation. He felt his own inadequacy, and he realized just how powerful his enemy was. The daily struggle was exhausting, both physically and mentally. Even if they didn't succeed, at least in their time of need, they could still support each other.

Luo Fan wanted to believe that when they were all sinking into despair, there would be someone who would pull them back...

The familiar operating procedure was still there, but when Luo Fan saw that familiar name, his raised hand was still held back by hesitation.

In fact, he could have called Ange earlier to provide more assistance in the operation, but he delayed until now. The main reason was that he was wary of Ange, wary of her ideal of bringing positive change to the world, and wary that she would hinder his actions and prevent him from eliminating obstacles at will.

But now...

I can't worry about that anymore...!

Gritting your teeth and tapping the screen, it's such a simple action, yet it requires immense courage, just like an investment. It's just a tap of your finger, but it could lead to financial ruin.

But it doesn't matter anymore...

If Yingque doesn't understand me, then what about you? Will you understand me...?

......

When Anjie woke up from a deep sleep last night, it was already six o'clock in the morning. As usual, she put on her prosthetic leg and went to the cramped bathroom to take a look. Another ordinary, repetitive day was about to continue, another step forward without a future in sight. She was slowly getting used to this kind of life.

Since the rebellious squad mysteriously disappeared, she was forced to abandon her mission to investigate the mansion and return to the National Security Bureau to report back.

The shoulder camera recorded everything. Given the circumstances, she could have easily absolved herself of responsibility by claiming that she had disobeyed the team due to an unknown logical error and defected with weapons on the spot. In that case, even if the mission failed, she would not have to bear any responsibility and could have been reassigned to the next team to carry out a new mission.

However, until the very last moment before leaving the interrogation room, she did not use the pre-prepared excuse. She chose to delete the video privately and, on the other hand, claimed that she had been attacked in the mansion and that her dereliction of duty had led to the entire Rebellion Squad being killed. She forcefully took the blame upon herself. The National Security Bureau, lacking evidence and unable to synchronize and process the Rebellion Squad's cloud data again, believed her story, dismissed her from her post, and ordered her to remain in East Germany, barring her from returning to China for five years.

Now she has to live under the Stasi's surveillance every day. From the initial disgust to the current habit, Ange has slowly adapted to this slow pace of life. On the bright side, at least she doesn't have to think about preparing prosthetics for her other two hands and feet in advance anymore, right?

But in the end, they would still miss the past. Even though the Defiant Squad was just a so-called military-grade tactical doll, how could they not have some feelings for each other after advancing and retreating together for so long? They were much better than those old bastards who just sat in leather chairs.

And... I wonder how Griffin's old friend is doing now. Without my help, I wonder if he and the AR team are facing any difficulties and are overwhelmed by my absence.

That's enough, it's all in the past...

After washing up, Ange returned to the living room and prepared to open a new pack of instant noodles. It was a wartime special offer, and she had stocked up on quite a lot of it in advance, so that she could at least avoid going out and being followed by the Stasi all the time.

It wasn't complicated to handle. Ange found a fork, sat down at the table, and prepared to eat. She remembered that this table had hosted Stasi members several times besides hers...

But now, there's a new guest...

"Who are you? This outfit doesn't look like a Stasi's..."

Ange didn't know when or how a girl dressed in a black military uniform and cap appeared across the table, looking at her coldly. Ange didn't have any guard up because of this. She thought that in the current situation, she shouldn't have any value in uniting the people. Why would they send a humanoid to keep an eye on her?

But the girl simply said, "Hello, Anna Victorovna Tsoi, or Miss Angelia. You can call me 'Chief,' that's my name, and my only name. Atlas is my model."

They started with a nonsensical self-introduction, and I couldn't tell which organization they belonged to, but for a mundane life, it could be considered a change of pace.

"Oh, leader, so, what does the leader want with me?"

“Your old friends need you now.”

"Oh, my old friend?" Anjie scoffed. "Does that mean the National Security Bureau is planning to rehire you?"

"No, I mean the commander of Griffin, and the Rebellion Squad, and any other tactical dolls from Griffin that you know, including your enemy, Paradis."

......

"...Who exactly are you?"

Now, Ange had to take the other party seriously. Clearly, she knew something, not just the whereabouts of the disobedient squad. Judging from her words, something bad had also happened to Griffin's commander.

The leader leaned deeper into the "sofa," and it was this action that made Ange notice the girl's image, including the sofa, which was a product of projection. However, the projection was so realistic that she only noticed it when the leader leaned in and caused ripples to appear.

“As I said, leader, your old friend is now fighting alone in another world, following your old path, and he is now facing difficulties and needs your help.”

The girl's story remained unchanged, but it was precisely because of her mechanical, or rather, projected, image that Ange found it even harder to believe that so much time had passed and that someone had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to tell her that her old subordinates and friends had suddenly made progress and that they knew everything about them.

"The National Security Bureau has already retrieved and reviewed those documents, but there are still no results. What's wrong? Is the production cost of the Rebellion Squad too high, or have I suddenly become useful again?"

Anjie still scoffed, unconvinced.

Goodbye, friends, June 626th.

"You'll know just by looking at this."

Her questioning was expected by the leader, so she had prepared a video in advance for Ange to watch.

Ange had already lost interest, but when her own face appeared on the projection, her attention was drawn back...

"this......?"

She saw herself, saw the rebellious squad, captured, and finally losing consciousness, while RPK spoke some familiar words to her, and in the end, she became herself...

It was a scene she had never seen before. She couldn't find any clues related to it in her memory, but everything that happened in the scene was so real. It was taken from a corner of the scene, like an invisible surveillance camera. Even the Rebellion Squad didn't notice its existence, and it secretly recorded everything.

Anjie asked in a low voice, "What was that just now...?"

“The future,” the leader nodded slowly, “your future, which is yet to come, and which is knowable and predictable.”

Before Ange could ask any further questions, the leader pulled up another video. This time, it was longer and contained more information, and Ange saw more familiar faces.

Griffin's commander, Pascal, the Rebellion Squad, AR Squad, Squad 404, Ironblood Construction, some unfamiliar faces, and even... people from Paradis...

In just a few minutes, she witnessed nearly two years of history unfold. Her familiar companions and enemies were fighting in an environment both familiar and strange to her, facing an enemy called "Umbrella," battling bio-monsters similar to ELID infected, and enduring long and agonizing torment...

It was a story so real it was hard to believe. Ange instinctively wanted to deny it, but couldn't find any angle to approach it. The only possibility that seemed plausible was that they had collaborated with someone to film a short movie, but that was far too far-fetched. Would her companions really do something so pointless?