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

Although the interference is strong, as long as the distance is not too far, the communication between the three of them should not be completely lost.

"Except for some insignificant holy shields, the armored train has no damage. The architect should use the Jupiter cannon to attack the military combat units that are moving towards the artillery position."

The scarecrow, who was a few hundred meters behind the hunters, looked up at the scouts in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "Also, the communication with the shelling position has been cut off, and the communication station in the base should have been blocked. Destroyed."

What a bad news.

Well, it should be said that there is no worse news than this.

Hearing this, the hunter couldn't help but sighed helplessly, and looked back at the more than 20 scorpion armored beasts behind him.

There are more than 20 scorpion armored beasts, which is quite a lot. Although the number is not of the same order of magnitude as the large number of soldier ants she commanded back then, the combat effectiveness of the scorpion armor beasts is not at the same level as the soldier ants.

If the opponent was replaced by the Griffin echelon she had encountered in the past, the twenty scorpion armored beasts would definitely be enough to overwhelm the tactical dolls of four to five echelons.

It's a pity that it's not a Griffin on the opposite side, but a serious military. The Scarecrow has also been seen by scouts just now. There are at least a hundred Hydras, plus nearly a thousand Cyclops.

Although I didn't see human officers commanding among those combat units, there was a command vehicle on the side of the armored train. It was more than enough to command these combat units to cooperate with the shelling of the armored train to launch an attack on the iron-blooded shelling position.

In this situation, even the executioner couldn't help but fell silent, frowning and looking at the dense forest ahead.

Boom!

As the roar sounded, another series of shells fell in front of the two of them. The architect guy, is he trying to use the Jupiter cannon to plow a path in the direction they are going?

I have to say, this method is stupid...

However, the stupid way to deal with those single-minded military combat units that are heading straight for the iron-blooded base is still very effective.

After three bombings, the shells of the Jupiter Cannon finally fell on the Hydras of the military.

The Hydra on the opposite side also happened to spot the hunters and the manticores at this time. The grenade launcher equipped on the top of the machine was about to fire at the two when they were thrown into the air by the fire from the Jupiter cannon. !

The Cyclopes mixed in the Hydra formation were even torn apart by the bombardment. The armor plate on the surface of the body could not provide them with any protection under the bombardment of this scale.

It's a pity that although the Jupiter cannons are powerful, as time goes by, nearly ten Jupiter cannons have misfired. After this shelling, although many Hydras and Cyclops were destroyed, there were still a lot of people behind them. there are more……

"Okay, the rest time is over." Seeing this, the hunter grabbed his weapon tightly, and while commanding the scorpion armored beasts to scatter forward, he rushed out towards the side of the cyclops.

"Tsk! Scarecrow, tell me sooner if you have any plans, I don't want to go back and lie in the same repair tank with you this time."

After all, the executioner directly took the armored units behind him and went straight towards the Hydras!

At this time, the scarecrow who had arrived not far behind the two of them just tilted his head when he heard the words, "Hmph, the premise is that you can guarantee that you still have fragments that can be moved back to the repair tank."

Chapter 61 Waiting

"Commander, everyone has been repaired, do you need to prepare to go now?" M1 Garland walked into the bridge, and while talking, handed a material inventory list to Renault.

"Don't worry, let them do their own thing, and fight for a while."

"Um, okay." Hearing this, the M1 Garland subconsciously looked at the screen above the console. The logos representing the military and iron blood were entangled with each other, apparently entering a stalemate.

After a few glances, M1 Garland also understands why Renault has not called them to prepare for battle. Just look at the current battle situation. Trains and bombardment positions continued to be bombarded.

Both sides are consuming the resources at hand like a tendon, and there seems to be nothing good on the side of the armored train of the military. Now if they rush down, even if they wipe out the other side, they can only get back a little. Weapons and ammunition that are usually not used at all.

There is nothing to take advantage of at all, if not for this, with Renault's usual style alone, he would have already rushed down to blow up those military commanders at this moment.

Furthermore, on the military side, the frontrunners are all ordinary self-disciplined units. I don’t know if there is anyone inside the armored train. Anyway, if there are living people, there may be only those soldiers guarding near the command vehicle.

What if they rushed down and overturned all those self-disciplined dolls and soldiers?A command vehicle, plus an outdated armored train that may even be just a test product, plus some armored units that are not painful or itchy for the military.

It's like rushing into someone else's pool to scoop up a ladle of water and pour it out to vent your anger. It doesn't hurt or itch, and it's even a little ridiculous...

"Isn't that our gunboat?" Just as he was thinking, M1 Garand caught a glimpse of a gunboat quietly approaching the military-controlled area in the distance. Although he knew that UMP45 and the others had gone out with the gunboat, they didn't expect to go there But it was under the nose of the military.

"Well, go over there to get a Griffin doll, and maybe I'll help deliver it to Griffin's transport plane later." Although the military is fighting hard with Iron Blood, no one can accidentally injure such things as stray bullets. maybe.

Griffin has already reimbursed a transport plane in this area, and whether the transport plane that will support it later will dare to come is another matter.

Nothing happened, M1 Garland also sat down in the middle of the bridge, staring at the screen with wz.29, watching the battle situation below.

The two sides are fighting fiercely now, but according to this way of fighting, I am afraid that it will not take long to decide the winner.

After the two sides fight and lose both sides, the commander should take action, right?Thinking about it this way, the architect guy seems to be a bit pitiful. The artillery position that was finally built was destroyed by the military.

"Commander, if you wait until they finish fighting, won't they be discovered by the military?" After all, they have all been to big cities before, and most of them, whether it is the military or other forces, already know about their situation. ship.

"Then don't let them find out."

Hearing Renault's words, wz.29 was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at M1 Garland helplessly.

Keeping the military from finding out...it seems impossible, right?Their spaceship is so big, it must have been recorded by various military equipment. Even if the interference is strong now, as long as the military comes to clean up the battlefield afterwards, it will be discovered after all.

It's just a matter of time.

Of course, Renault didn't really care too much about it. After all, this happened not once or twice. After killing those attacking guys before, there was no splash at all, and this time it must be the same.

As long as it was not discovered at the time, it was enough, after the fact?Then I don't know how long I have to wait...

After Renault finished speaking, he sat down in front of the main console, flipping his hands back and forth on the console, wz.29 and M1 Garland did not see what Renault was doing.

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UMP45 drove the gunboat and slowly moved forward, rubbing against the treetops in the forest, "Now that the interference is so strong, how did that doll send out the distress signal?"

With this level of interference, even a large communicator would find it difficult to send out signals, right?

"There is a fixed line in Griffin's safe house, but the line was cut off after she sent the distress signal, probably affected by Sangvis or the military's attack." M4 scratched his cheek and said.

The lines used by the safe house are both new and old. The safe house where the doll is located should use relatively old lines. It may be that after the military and Sangvis started fighting, there were problems with those aging lines.

"Well, it sounds like that." Leaning on the seat, UMP45 controlled the gunboat with one hand, and gradually approached the building hidden in the woods ahead.

The building looks very old, and its style seems to be a product before World War III. Well, it might be an antique building with hundreds of years old.

With such facility conditions, it is no wonder that the lines are aging...

Carefully landed the gunboat on the open space in front of the building, but because of the small size of the open space, the gunboat inevitably collapsed a small fountain on the open space.

"It should be fine here. At such a short distance, try to see if you can get in touch. If not, use the communicator on the gunboat." UMP45 said, pointing to the communicator in front of UMP40.

"Okay." M4 nodded, calmed down and began to try to contact the Griffin figure that sent the distress signal.

The AK12 four sitting in the cabin suddenly stood up at this time, "Well, we have some other tasks, so let's take a step first."

"Okay, let's go slowly." UMP45 waved to AK12 with a smile, and watched the four of them jump out of the cabin.

"Mission? When did they receive the mission? They seem to be unable to contact their commanders, right?" HK416 looked at the AK12 people who disappeared into the forest with some strangeness.

"They borrowed someone's mobile phone and made a call when they were in the workshop, it should be about that time." M16 also turned to look at the direction AK12 left, leaning on the back of the chair and said.

"Okay, but now it seems that there will be no enemies here, and this time it will become a sightseeing trip again." HK416 shrugged his shoulders, looked at the seat beside him, and stared at himself The G11 on the phone screen sighed.

"This is what you asked for yourself, don't complain if there is no battle." UMP45 took out his phone and looked at it while talking. The MDR guy couldn't be idle anymore, and wanted her to help shoot the battle video, but she didn't I am interested in taking photos everywhere with my mobile phone.

"I'm just talking." HK416 was talking, but M4 raised his head, the expression on his face was a little...embarrassed?

"What's wrong? M4? Could it be that the doll has escaped from the trap?"

Chapter 62 Wrong place?

boom!

The ear-piercing explosion sounded directly beside the architect!The architect who hadn't had time to leave the main control room was knocked to the ground by the sudden explosion!

All kinds of fragments followed like knives and smashed towards the architect.

The main control center, which was originally three stories high, has been beaten down to only one floor high by the military's artillery fire, and the roof has completely disappeared. If it weren't for the deliberate reinforcement treatment around the main control station, I am afraid there is no way to support it. until now.

But even so, the current main control center can be regarded as completely scrapped. The control system of the Jupiter Cannon, as well as the Sangvis command system, have been completely reimbursed.

From now on, architects can only rely on their own signals to direct these iron bloods.

"Damn! Why is this jamming device so strong!?" Turning his head to look at the jamming signal tower hundreds of meters away from the shelling position, the architect beat the ground angrily.

If the jammer had been killed in the shelling just now, she would now be able to contact the Metrology Officer!

Although there are still four or five Jupiter cannons on the bombardment position that have not been destroyed, they are still full of scars. The internal backup energy can support three or four attacks, but it is limited to this.

Looking at the shelling that didn't stop for a moment, you can tell that the armored train on the military side is very likely to be unscathed until now!The intensity of the artillery fire is no different from the beginning!

The bombardment position was destroyed, even if she could run back to the mastermind from this war zone alive, the next mission would not know how dangerous it would be, and the possibility that she would be dismantled into parts by the mastermind and angry agents after returning bigger...

Originally, she planned to lure Griffin over to make Griffin's dolls make a fuss in the bombardment position, and then she took advantage of the situation... But who would have thought that the military would directly jump out and take away Griffin's dolls that belonged to her plan? It's all done!

But the military would definitely not accept such an iron-blooded figure like her, and the possibility of being dismantled and analyzed directly after being captured is almost [-]%.

Thinking about it in my head, the architect didn't stop. Now this place is still under shelling!If you don't quickly withdraw from the position, even she might...

Boom!

"Oops! Why are you here again! Could it be that these shells have grown eyes!?" She was sure that these shells that kept coming over had no guiding function, but just twice, almost all of them rubbed against her skin. body fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the body material of the elite iron-blooded figure is relatively strong, and the shrapnel and impact alone are not enough to make her fall apart...

"Wait! Wait! Where's my left leg!?" The architect, who was about to get up and rush out of this area, was about to stand up, but he staggered and fell to the ground.

Looking down, he realized that his left calf, which was still attached to his knee just now, had disappeared!

"Damn it! Metrology officer! What the hell do you mean by leaving me here alone to be bombed!" the architect exclaimed angrily, struggling to stand up on his remaining leg, bouncing towards the other side. In the distance, a dragoon who was lying on the ground leaned over.

"Tsk!" Looking at the dragoons who lost their arms due to the bombing and struggled to get up on the ground, the architect looked around helplessly.

While she was busy modifying the attack parameters of the Jupiter cannon, the ordinary iron-blooded units left behind by the meter officer in the bombardment position were rarely intact at this time, either missing arms or broken legs.

Like the one in front of her, it's just a dragoon without both arms, and it's probably considered relatively complete.

Excluding those iron-blooded units taken away by the measurer and the scarecrow, there were originally more than 300 iron-blooded units left, but now there are only a few dozen, maybe only a dozen?Anyway, the architect didn't see a few iron bloods who could walk back and forth.

Directing the remaining iron and blood to stay away from the artillery position, the architect struggled to push up the overturned snowmobile beside the dragoon, and glanced annoyed at the position of the jammer.

The scarecrow's order to modify the interference level is an order from the mastermind, unless she directly blows up that thing with a weapon.

However, she had already left her weapon in the main control room, and now it is estimated that it has become a wreck along with the equipment in the main control room...

If I had known earlier, I would have gone to Renault with weapons!Renault and the others will definitely not care about such small things!

The architect raised his hand and patted his forehead, trying to cheer himself up. After the calf was broken, he lost a lot of circulating fluid, and the temperature inside the body had begun to rise gradually.