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

"Let's not say a few words, hurry up and sleep for a while, Leia will definitely be able to repair it before I get home, the doll called the Scarecrow has already said it, but if you really can't sleep, I will ask them for a wheelchair and push you To see those children?"

Looking at Tania with some distress, Rona asked.

"Well, let's go and have a look. Anyway, I've been asleep in the tomb for a long time, that little villain Misha! I don't know how to organize other children to come and see me as the dean!"

Hearing this, Lorna couldn't help but roll her eyes, this guy thinks a lot...

laugh--.

Just as he was talking, the door of the guest room suddenly opened.

Chapter 15 Sent away

"Dean! I'll bring everyone over to see you!" The one who opened the door and entered was Misha who was wandering around on the spaceship before, and the little ones behind were naturally the children who had just arrived on the ship.

"Oh! Why are you all here?"

Even though the guest room provided by Renault wasn't too small, a dozen or so people squeezed in all at once, which immediately made the space of the guest room look a bit stretched.

Of course, Tania was very relieved to see all these children appearing in front of her intact.

"Yes, none of them are missing. It seems that my beating was not in vain." Tania nodded, and the cheeks that had been washed with warm water no longer looked as swollen as before. .

Although the bruise is still there, at least it doesn't look so bad.

"Dean, you seem to be beaten only because you want to get back Dean Oliver's legacy?"

"Uh... Hey! You little villain! How can you turn your head so fast! Can you stop dismantling the stage so quickly!"

"Hmph! No! A few years ago, he was obviously not much older than us, but after going out for a few years, he became the dean after returning! Hmph!"

"Damn it! You bastard! I'm still doing it for everyone! What about the expenses of so many people! Don't you get some more money? Why don't you just wait and eat?"

Outside the room door.

Standing at the door, M3 listened to the voices of quarreling and laughing in the guest room, and the depression of not being able to go on the mission together this time was also slightly dispelled.

Now there should be no problem here, so she can also go to Super-Shorty to ask what the mission was like just now. Why did she seem to see M870 walking towards the commander's workshop before?

"Well, field work allowance, I really want it too..."

"Didn't the commander already send you a sum of pocket money? Look at you, the money is all gone?" The alchemist who passed by M3 looked at M3 strangely.

Although she stayed in the city for a while before and let these dolls go out to play, but if she remembered correctly, M3 didn't seem to buy too many things, and even bought a set or two of clothes.

Even she was still wearing the uniform she brought from Griffin back then, and she put it on again after mending it.

"Hey! Alchemist!? Why are you walking without making a sound!" M3 was taken aback by the alchemist's words, turned around suddenly, and was relieved when he found the alchemist in a leather apron behind him .

"Why is there no sound? I'm still pushing the scooter, and the sound is so loud that I can even hear it from the elevator." The alchemist rolled his eyes. Voice?

"Um, that, did you just send the ingredients to the kitchen?"

"That's right, it will be lunch time in a while. There are quite a lot of people here today. I hope I can consume more. The warehouse is already full. After all, you have spent all your money? Do you want me?" Lend you a little?"

"No! No! I just want to do more tasks and save more money... When I was in Griffin, I couldn't save much money. If the daily expenses were a little bigger, the money in my pocket would have to be spent Empty."

She is afraid of poverty, and she was like this when she was at the Griffin headquarters. Every time she was standing guard honestly, she could always see those figures who were out on duty holding all kinds of food or other things in their hands. Items, even if she is greedy and wants to eat more desserts, she has to wait carefully for discounts in the internal supply store...

"Saving money? Well, it's fine if you like it, but what's so good about going out on a mission? Didn't you see that guy M870 just now? It's ridiculous. He was shot in the back of the head and lost a piece of hair. , A large piece of the armor plate has been dented."

Bottom line, the guy needs to keep it up until Raynor finishes his meal...

"Ah this..."

"I guess that guy won't come out of the workshop until the others have finished eating. I just don't know if MDR and the others went to take pictures as a souvenir or something, but MDR also went with them this time. I guess they will be able to do it in the evening." Got the picture."

While talking, the alchemist waved his hand towards M3 and left.

Leaving M3 alone in the corridor, wondering whether he should apply for a mission next time...

After all, the three people on this mission, apart from M870 who was shot in the back of the head, M500 and Super-Shorty also had some wounds on their bodies, but they were not as serious as M870.

Although the injury is not serious, the suit on his body is almost scrapped, there are too many holes, even if it can be repaired, it will become a flowery dress in the future...

If you have to change into a new set of clothes every time you come back from a mission... Well, it hurts so much...

"Hmm... What a mistake. I didn't expect to write an action report after the action? And what is the meaning of the entry assessment mentioned earlier? What if the evaluation is not good and you don't pass?"

Just as M3 was thinking, he saw M500 and Super-Shorty walking out of their respective dormitories. M500 was holding the tablet in his hand with some headaches, apparently unable to figure out how to write the action report.

"It's like a work report, just explain the process of action aside, what's so difficult about it." Super-Shorty didn't have a headache about this, and it's not like he didn't write it when he was in Griffin.

"That, Super-Shorty? Is your operation going well this time?" Seeing the M3 of the two, he immediately waved his hand and moved forward.

"Well, M3, let's say it went relatively smoothly, but the process was a little bit of a headache. Fortunately, HK416 went with the commander this time."

The three of them walked towards the restaurant while talking.

The journey to the entrusted city was actually not too far away. Just after Tania was pushed out of the guest room by Lorna in a wheelchair and had a meal, the spaceship had already arrived over the planned city.

Tania, a rich little woman, seems to be relatively well-known in this city. After recognizing Tania, the airport quickly cleared an area for the spaceship to land.

And just like before, when the spaceship landed, it attracted a large crowd of onlookers, and the reporters rushed forward, pushing forward desperately, for fear that they would not be able to take pictures of this epoch-making ship. aircraft.

"You should be able to settle things after that, right?" Looking at Tania who was still in a wheelchair, Renault raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course, this little thing is fine. Anyway, thank you this time, Mr. Renault."

"No, just use money to do things. If you have any entrustment in the future, remember to call."

After sending off Tania, the spacecraft immediately took off and left the sky above the city without stopping.

No. 16 chapter celebration?Do you want to come over for dinner?

"We seem to have passed the original iron-blooded headquarters from the air before, right?" Looking at the scenery outside the window through the porthole, the hunter suddenly asked the disturber beside him.

"Yeah, it's over, what's the matter? Are you starting to miss the agent?" Flipping through the magazine in his hand, the interferer said indifferently, she didn't have any nostalgia for Sangvis anyway, she was always working everywhere, Why not find a more relaxed and enjoyable one?

It just so happens that the environment here at Renault just meets her needs, not to mention very leisurely, and usually there are not too many things to do, and there is enough time for her to think about the things she likes every day.

Besides, Renault even changed her body for free, tsk tsk, anyway, she doesn't believe that there is no place in this world that would give such a high treatment to a doll.

Sometimes she also wonders if there is something wrong with Renault's brain, because until now, there are no human beings under Renault's command except for human figures.

This is not at all like a normal security contracting company... Although Renault itself is not very normal...

"Ah, the head of M870 has been repaired? Is it replaced or repaired?" Just as she was thinking, the interferer also saw the M870 who was autistic and hid in the repair room of the workshop before. Up has returned to normal.

Since the client named Tania was sent away, it's only been a couple of hours since he's done everything he can, right?

"It was repaired. The scarecrow said that Renault repaired it himself. He removed the armor plate at the back and welded a new one on it. Finally, it was a skin graft."

The hunter also took one look at M870 and stopped paying attention. After all, this kind of thing is very common among human figures.

And this guy M870 didn't shut down on the spot this time, all thanks to Renault for replacing her with a new body.

If it was replaced by Griffin's body, or the hemosider body they originally used, the back of the head would definitely not be able to stop the large-caliber sniper rifle.

"Well, it's really... If you change the agent, maybe you will start backing up the data and prepare to recreate it?" The deconstruction of the humanoid head is more complicated. If the part of the head is damaged, it is generally not repaired. One day is a whole change of head.

Re-manufacturing would be easier.

"Maybe, your phone is ringing." The hunter suddenly raised his eyes to look at the cell phone placed on the table by the interferer, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

They seldom use mobile phones. One is because they don’t have any contacts at all, and they don’t use mobile phones on the spaceship to communicate with the same iron-blooded dolls. They only need to activate the communication protocol of the dolls. enough.

Although the public channel is a bit noisy, it would be good to open a communication channel between iron and blood. Of course, this communication channel is not clean at all, and the mess in the channel is all the voices of the cutters.

Of course, these are trivial things. The most important thing is that the hunter doesn't remember at all, when did this guy, the disruptor, get used to using his mobile phone? Isn't this thing usually left in the dormitory to charge it?

"Oh? Ah, it seems to be some stupid lady knight. I don't know what is the matter of calling."

"Knight...? A measurer?"

"Well, let's be considered as the former boss, just leave a phone number, don't be so nervous." The disturber waved his hand, picked up the phone and connected the call.

"Hello, hello? Interferer? Is it the interferer?" It's just that after the phone was connected, the voice from the receiver was not the measurement officer the interferer had expected, but a guy who sounded like a fool .

"Uh? Why is it you? Architect? Why are you holding the metrology officer's phone?" Hearing this voice, the interferer suddenly frowned with some headaches. The architect is definitely one of the elite figures among the iron-blooded people. The most annoying one.

Although the Destroyer guy also has some stupid attributes, but at least that little guy is obedient.

And the architect... that guy is simply a model of doing things in his own way. He never has a plan for what he thinks of and does. If it weren't for the iron-blooded elite figures, there are not many elite figures, and it's probably not the architect's turn to become them. boss.

Tsk, how were the authority levels divided in the first place?How can an architect, an idiot, be ranked above a measurer?

"Hi! Don't worry about such small things! Hey! Disruptor! Where is your ship now? I want to have a meal with you to celebrate!" The architect ignored the disturber's question indifferently, Then he turned around and posed a question to the disruptor.

"Where is it? I can't tell you casually, and if you want to celebrate, you can celebrate. Why do you come to our place for dinner?" Simply, if you want to celebrate, you should prepare things yourself and invite guests over ?

What the hell is it that you want to go to someone else's house to grab a meal as a celebration?And what exactly is this guy celebrating?

The situation of Sangvis... seems to be very low-key. There is almost no news about Sangvis in the news, and it is not known whether there is no news or it is already under control.

"Hey! Thanks to Renault's hospitality last time! After I returned to the stronghold, I was full of motivation! It didn't take me a few days to complete the task assigned to me by the agent!"

The architect on the other end of the phone patted his chest complacently and said triumphantly.

"Oh, so? What does it have to do with our Renault Safety Contracting Company?"

"Huh? Relationship? Don't! Tell me! What's wrong with just letting me have another meal! Anyway, you have so much food that you can't finish it! Let me go!" The phone rang His voice sounded like he was playing a rogue.

The disturber felt that the architect on the opposite side had probably started to roll on the ground, and she could imagine how tangled the expression on the metrology officer's face would be at this moment...

"I can't decide. I have to ask Renault."

"Okay then... don't forget to ask! I'll find something to shoot right now! Think of it as setting off fireworks after completion!" Hearing what the interferer said, the architect could only nod helplessly.

But then she said that in order to celebrate the completion of the mission, she would use the Jupiter cannons she just built to test something...

"This guy..." Putting down the phone, the disturber scratched his head in a daze. He had never seen such a ignorant guy.

"Could it be that the Jupiter cannons that the architect is in charge of have already been built?" The hunter also had a strange expression on his face. The architect just told them this important information?Are you not afraid that they will leak the news?

Chapter No.17 Target Discovery!