Girls Frontline's Traverser Commander Can't Be a Brash

Chapter 180 Good Luck

Looking at the long-haired beauty in the holographic image, both Janetia and Glenna double-checked that Helian's name was indeed displayed on the received communication?

Moreover, it was an encrypted communication. Generally, Helian would use this communication channel only for urgent or confidential tasks.

Helian's encrypted channel, but it wasn't Helian who appeared in front of him...

"Are you? Miss Helianthus' sister? Or a relative?"

Although the hair color of the person in front of me looks exactly the same as Miss Helian, but whether it is the hairstyle or the pair of glasses on his face, it seems that it has nothing to do with Miss Helian. The most important thing is...

The other party's gentle expression, coupled with the blushing look... It can't be Helian from this point of view, okay!

If this is Helian, I'll eat the pig that Lei Nuo sent over on the spot!

"Ahem, Commander Gentia, it's me, Helian, that..."

"Puff, cough, cough!" Helian only revealed her identity, and saw that Janetia and Glenna were choked almost at the same time in the holographic image. This kind of surprise... should be called shock!I was really caught off guard!

"Okay! You two! Stop pretending here! Help me see what I look like now!? Uh, cough cough." Helian, who subconsciously roared in embarrassment and anger, found that her movements seemed to be a little strange. In line with the persona, he quickly stopped and cleared his throat, and smoothed out his hair.

"Uh, what does it look like? This, good! Very good! Just keep it like this! It's perfect!" So perfect that no one can tell that you are the original Heliantus with a cold face every day!

Jane Tia and the two hurriedly nodded and praised, although they don't know why Helian let them see their appearance at this time, is it worth thinking about it?

Since Helian got drunk a few days ago, Helian's deeds of participating in many friendships without success, and I don't know who has been found out by some good people. Helian's agent is now the "failed dog of friendship" The name has already resounded throughout Griffin...

Seeing the two people's answers with cold sweat on their foreheads, Helian also knew that if she continued to ask, she might not be able to get a result, but it was enough to make these two guys unrecognizable. The appearance at this moment is different from the past!

Thinking this way, Helian also nodded, "Okay, let's do this first." While speaking, she took out her mobile phone, ready to call Renault, and raised her other hand to turn off the encryption communication.

Helian's actions were not concealed, so before the communication was cut off, Jantia and Greena naturally saw the conspicuous mobile phone in Helian's hand.

Both Jantia and Glenna are very familiar with the style of this phone, because Jantia puts this thing next to her pillow every day as an alarm, and even throws it out when she is in a bad mood.

But the quality of this thing is really very good, no matter how hard it is beaten, this thing can still function normally, even if it is stepped on by a running figure, it is still unscathed.

After coming and going, even Glenna wanted such a mobile phone, and according to Jantia, the signal of this mobile phone is as good as it can be, even in the polluted area, she can talk freely.

Therefore, facing Helian who took out her mobile phone, the two immediately looked at each other, and instantly guessed what Helian was trying to do with this gesture.

"Eh? Could it be that Agent Helian is going to call Commander Renault?" While Jantia said this, she instantly remembered the situation where Helian kept talking about Renault when she was drunk.

"It's... just a phone call, it shouldn't be so solemn... right?"

"I don't know about that, maybe... maybe Agent Helian intends to confess to Lei Nuo today."

"Hey!" Upon hearing this, Greena immediately got goosebumps all over her body, and the Friendship Lost Dog took the initiative to attack?So in the end, is the losing dog of the alliance continuing to break the losing streak record, or is it successfully getting rid of the name of the losing dog?Want to know what happened next!And listen next time...

"Hey! It hurts, it hurts!" Greena clutched her forehead, realizing for the first time that being hit by this iron bumped mobile phone is quite painful.

"Okay, stop bragging here. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll go back and rest first. Fortunately, this time it's not a task." After finishing speaking, Jane Tia sighed, what else could she say?I can only wish Helian good luck in my heart...

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"Hey hey hey! (Raising tone) You can't catch up with me! Ahahahaha!" The special vehicle for dragoons has been specially optimized for this kind of snowy environment. You can still move quickly on the snow.

Although this kind of optimization is just adding some tracks on the feet of the dragoons...

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary snowmobile...

However, even with this level of modification, Sangvis has only carried out a small part. After all, Sangvis's various self-discipline units, except for the light weight of soldier ants, all other humanoid and armored units are all Heavy as hell.

Coupled with the recent heavy snow... this is actually one of the main reasons why Iron Blood has all been dormant recently.

The group of iron-blooded dolls following behind and the silver-haired elite doll rushing forward were facing such a dilemma at this time.

But she couldn't directly let these human figures around her rush to chase each other, because as long as they left her side, these guys might be directed by the other party to turn their heads to intercept her.

"This idiot who knows how to mess around!" While complaining unwillingly, the silver-haired doll couldn't help wondering whether his previous decision to let only a small number of dragoons undergo snow-specialized transformation in order to save budget was correct.

If I knew this earlier...it should have been...wrong!No need at all!She should have tied the architect to the control center in the first place!

The spaceship that the architect saw before, if nothing else happened, should belong to the security contractor named Renault. The danger level of that guy in the Sangvis internal network has been adjusted to the highest level by the mastermind...

However, according to the scarecrow, it seems that as long as he doesn't actively provoke the other party and doesn't cause damage to the dolls under his command, that guy won't take the initiative to provoke a fight...

The scarecrow's information is still trustworthy. The only thing she's not sure about now is the architect, an idiot, what exactly is he trying to do by rushing over in such a hurry?

But this guy seems... Doesn't seem to be armed?No, there is a particle machine gun on the dragoon's car, but no matter how stupid that guy is, he probably wouldn't think of attacking Renault with just a gun... would he?

Chapter 180 Come to play, can't you?

slap!

The snowball, which was held tightly by the doll like a hockey puck, directly hit the hull of the spaceship.

Although it is just a snowball, the power of these snowballs that have been manually 'processed' by the dolls is not so easy to follow.

Anyway, those cutters and Hu Feng who hadn't changed their bodies at home are all hiding on the other side of the spaceship to make snowmen, and occasionally they will fight a little bit, but it's not as loud as the other side of the spaceship.

After all, their ferrite bodies have not been modified yet, and if they are too noisy, they need to return to the spaceship for cleaning and maintenance.

They haven't had enough fun yet, so they can't waste time on meaningless maintenance.

Seeing these guys having fun around the spaceship, Renault also had a whim, and drove out the low-end version of the SCV that had been parked in the hangar to eat ashes. A cabin was built next to the spaceship.

Light the fireplace in the middle of the wooden house, sit on the edge of the recliner to enjoy the fire, drink hot coffee by the way, tsk tsk, he has obviously begun to enter the old life.

If I have time some other day, I will renovate my captain's cabin. While thinking, Renault is stroking the cat. Sure enough, the little puppet princess in BM59 is the most obedient. As for the big orange in the hunting gull?That's just being too lazy to move.

UMP40 is also sitting next to her at this time, holding a novel in her hand, this is a gift from UMP45, just now I have time, and I don’t want to have a snowball fight with those crazy guys outside, so stay here and read a book, but Much more comfortable than running wildly outside.

At this time, Chuntian was sitting beside the cast-iron stove with great interest, looking at the coffee pot being boiled on the cast-iron stove with joy.

Originally, Reynolds didn't plan to get another stove, but whether it was Springfield or G36, both of them strongly demanded to get a cast iron stove. The reason is that it is more convenient to use a cast iron stove for cooking.

Anyway, the space inside the wooden house is not too small, and it doesn’t matter if there is an extra cast iron stove. Fortunately, G36 does not intend to directly cook for all the dolls in the family in the wooden house. Otherwise, this Renault was built for entertainment. I am afraid that the wooden house will be completely turned into a kitchen.

……

"Yeah!"

Just as the Cutters were happily looking for decorations for the blood men of various shapes, a word suddenly sounded from the forest on one side.

Immediately, a figure riding a vehicle like a snowmobile rushed out of the forest.

Hearing this movement, a group of Cutters turned their heads curiously, just in time to see the figure stop the vehicle under him, then jumped up high, and fell down on the snow as if he lost his mind among.

"Hey, isn't that guy afraid of a short circuit in the electronic module on his body?"

"Well, I don't know, maybe there is something wrong with the core of the mind?"

"Maybe it's just because the body's waterproof performance is better?"

"Hmm, it's possible, she looks like an elite figure, have you heard of her?"

A group of iron-blooded figures immediately stopped the movements of their respective hands, and gathered together to discuss in a low voice.

As if hearing the whispers of the group of cutters and Hu Feng, the figure that fell down in the snow stood up strangely, and asked these 'iron-blooded' figures in front of him.

"Huh? Why did you all stop? Let's have a snowball fight!" While talking, he directly formed a snowball the size of a human head on the ground and raised it above his head.

However, these cutters and Hu Feng have long seen that this guy in front of him is an elite figure, whether it is the protective ability of the body, the output of the body and the mobility, it is far beyond them, let them have a snowball fight with this guy?Why not!

Unless this guy is on his own side!Moreover, their snowmen have just been piled up, what if there is a disturbance in a while and all the works they have worked so hard to do are destroyed?

One of the cutters immediately raised his hands and made a big cross in front of him.

"No! If you want to have a snowball fight, go to the other side! Go to the other side and play with other people!"

"Huh?" Hearing what the leading cutter said, the iron-blooded elite figure in front of her tilted her head strangely. Although she was a little surprised why the cutter in front of her could respond to her words fluently, she still pointed along the cutter. looked in the direction of the past.

"Hey! This big guy is really huge at a close distance! This is at least twice as tall as the Jupiter Cannon!"

Looking up at the huge spaceship in front of him, the Iron-Blooded Figure walked towards the direction of the Cutter's finger while looking at it.

After only two steps, they heard the sounds of fighting not far away.

"Ha! Don't run! Executioner, stop!" Before taking two steps, a voice that sounded very familiar to her rang out not far away.

"Hey! Come and chase me if you have the ability! You little short-legged boy! Trick me again! Ha!"

"This voice? Executioner!? Ah hello! Executioner! Why are you here..." Hearing the familiar voice, the iron-blooded figure ran two steps quickly, and ran directly to the other side of the spaceship.

But the first thing she saw...

Naturally, it wasn't the executioner who just yelled out, but a large group of figures with snowballs in their hands.

"Er... this... hehe, you play... you play..."

Seeing so many dolls, the iron-blooded dolls, who were still a little excited, immediately shrank their necks. Although they had seen the dolls here from a distance just now, they didn't expect there to be so many of them... It was obvious that they just saw them in the binoculars. I saw only seven or eight...

What's going on with these twenty or thirty figures now! ?And is it so scary to be stared at by so many dolls! ?

It's not like she hasn't fought Griffin's dolls before. Even if those Griffin's dolls stood in front of her with full armor and pointed a gun at her forehead, she definitely wouldn't feel any fear.

but now……

Sorry, looking at the dozens of human figures with what can be said to be crazy smiles on their faces, she always felt that these guys might rush over at any time and tear her body to pieces!

"Huh? Isn't this an architect? What do you want to come here?" Just as the architect was hesitating whether to run away first, the executioner who had just taunted Maria also noticed this sudden Arriving architect.

This guy is also known for being unreliable among the human figures on the iron blood side. He didn't expect to come to them so carelessly. Isn't he afraid of being stuffed into the soldier ants by Renault?

"Eh... this..." Hearing what the executioner said, and then looking at the human figures raising their feet, the architect couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. Looking at the human figures in front of him, "That... come to meet you play together?"

Chapter 180 The Fourth Metrology Officer!Come help me!

"Oh! You bastards! This is xenophobia! This is not fair!?" The architect yelled at the group of figures behind him unwillingly while running around in the snow on the edge of the forest.

"What xenophobia!? It's clear that you are the one who can't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy! You smashed the snowball on my head just now!"

"Yes! And me!"

Hearing the architect's justification, a group of figures behind him who kept chasing and beating the architect screamed angrily.