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

"That's right! If we continue like this, no matter how many dolls Griffin sends over, we won't have to spend much effort to catch them! You're just a money-scattering boy!"

A few senior members of the Association for the Protection of Doll Rights and Interests, dressed like mercenaries and holding various weapons in their hands, talked and laughed as they walked, obviously not paying attention to Griffin.

"Stop daydreaming, not every Griffin commander will be as stupid as this one, and your gun just hit that commander, why don't you throw it away?" was called out by several people The man in Pliushkin was not as old as in the literature, and he was not even an old man at all, but a young man who seemed to be in his twenties.

"Ah? Why? Wasn't it just a shot? Anyway, the commander of the Griffin didn't see who shot him. He might be dead by now. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Obviously, this senior member not only didn't take Griffin's commander seriously, but he didn't even think highly of Plyushkin, a technical guy.

Among the members of the Association for the Protection of Human Rights and Interests, there are indeed some wealthy members, and some extremely innocent young guys have also joined this organization, but these are only a minority.

More people, like the senior member in front of him, rely on the salary of the Human Doll Rights Protection Association to make a living.

And the salary is actually just a small head, the real big head is those dolls from all walks of life who were 'rescued' by them. The dolls with no reputation will make her disappear completely. The famous ones or those with backgrounds are naturally the same Give it back, or send it to the charity they used to pretend to be raised.

When those human-dolls are gradually forgotten, or when they are approaching the theoretical lifespan, they can be made to disappear in a reasonable way by directly declaring that those human-dolls have malfunctioned or that the lifespan of the mental core has reached the end of something.

Apart from the Association for the Protection of Dolls' Rights and Interests, there are not many people who care about the living conditions of dolls. After all, they were only human-made labor to replace various low-end jobs.

Of course, most of these jobs are located in slightly polluted areas, such as some factories in the yellow zone, some energy facilities, and so on, jobs that no human beings are willing to go to.

It's a pity that the original intention was good, but these dolls were quickly noticed by those capitalists who had nothing but money in their heads. Is there any cheaper labor than this?I won't complain to you about your salary, I won't complain about the poor working environment, even if you die, there won't be a group of relatives jumping out to ask you for compensation.

It is simply the perfect object for labor squeeze!

Therefore, the Association for the Protection of Human Doll Rights came into being. After all, in this era, there are so many kinds of animals for them to protect. Human dolls, which are very similar to humans and have a very worrying living situation, naturally become the perfect target for these guys.

What's more, the business of dolls is better than that of animals. These dolls who look like cute little girls can easily arouse the sympathy of ordinary people, and it is not too simple to ask for donations.

Regarding these guys' miraculous brain circuits and their ignorant self-confidence, Poliushkin raised his eyes. He really didn't intend to say anything more to these guys. Wouldn't work with these guys anyway.

"I will leave this communicator to you. It doesn't matter how much you can get at that time. I will take these two low-level dolls and the high-level doll in the guild hall away tomorrow."

As Pryushkin said, he looked at the three figures walking in front of him, two low-level figures, and one high-level figure.

The two low-level dolls are the leftover dolls of Commander Griffin, and the high-level dolls are bought by a wealthy businessman in the wealthy district.

The figure of the rich merchant was of no use to him, all he needed was the figure of Griffin.

The information transmission system used by IOP for Griffin's tactical dolls is not the same as the ones sold to these wealthy businessmen. It is necessary to obtain some more samples, so as to help him upgrade his mental countermeasures against Griffin's dolls. Write a virus.

The previous version of the virus is still a bit unsafe. The MK939 of the 23 base can even resist the overwriting effect of the virus for a period of time when the virus has already taken effect. This is the case with only one high-level humanoid. If there are more figures...

Once the virus fails to take effect, he...

"Something's wrong!? Stop!" Just as they were thinking, the group of people had already reached the wall around the hall.

Plyushkin, who was always thinking about his work, looked up and saw the broken window glass on the second floor of the guild hall!

The reflections on the broken glass were extremely eye-catching to him, but none of these guys in front of him noticed it! ?

"Huh? What? Why..."

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The muffled sound of three grenade launchers suddenly sounded behind the wall, and the three grenades fell directly under the feet of several people in the next instant.

"Grenade!?"

Hearing the sound of the grenade falling to the ground, Poliushkin turned around and threw himself backwards, lying on the ground and hugging his head!

However, in the next moment, three muffled sounds sounded from the bottom of several people's feet. The glare of the glare and the explosion sounded at close range made those members of the Association for the Protection of Human Doll Rights who had no combat experience immediately sat down in a daze. on the ground.

"Stop the enemy!" Pliushkin, who got up from the ground, only had time to give an order to the three figures in front of him, and the next moment he saw the scene that made him shattered!

Boom!

The wall around the Humanoid Rights Protection Association was directly smashed into pieces by a group of huge figures at least two meters tall amidst the roar!

The scattered bricks, accompanied by the heavy footsteps of those big men on the ground, surrounded him and the people from the Humanoid Rights Protection Association in just a few seconds!

these are! ?The military... No, could it be those guys from the west! ?

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"Really, it's not necessary at all. Guys like this level don't need to wear this at all." Simonov said helplessly, stepping on a human figure that was still struggling under his feet, and the shoulders on his shoulders. The muzzle of the BK-27 machine gun directly hit Pryushkin's forehead.

"Don't be careless, this guy may still have something behind." G36 also pressed a figure on the ground, and the chain saw on the other arm directly smashed the communicator that Pliushkin threw on the ground .

"But this time it should be right? The life sensor has responded to him, this time it should be a living person." Nagan Revolver held down the last figure present, and carefully looked at Poliu in front of him. Hee Jin.

"You're a young man, why did you have to use the image of that old man?" BM59 also sighed looking at Pliu Heekin's face, unexpectedly it was such a young man who almost wiped out the entire Griffin back then base.

"What young people, you are still a baby less than two years old, so don't call others young people, okay?" Lei Nuo came out from behind the crowd, looked down at Splash who was lying on the ground and dared not move. Rushkin.

"Who are you? That guy I met at base 939!? Wait! I have..."

boom!

"If you have anything to say, wait until hell, I don't want to waste time here, Vector, burn him, and the others." Looking at Plyushkin, who was bursting out of the back of his head, Renault even I don't even want to know what this guy's name is.

Because that doesn't matter at all, what kind of power is behind this guy and what he is planning, it doesn't matter to him, the important thing is that he needs to personally see this guy get killed, that's enough up.

"This..." Hearing that Renault had so easily decided the fate of those members of the Humanoid Rights Protection Association, MG3 and SPAS-12 couldn't help but hesitate at the moment.

But obviously Vector didn't hesitate, and so did Simonov and the others. They grabbed these guys who were still in a dazed state without hesitation, and threw them on Plyushkin's body.

Then Vector opened the hatch of his powered exoskeleton, and directly threw out three fuel bottles.

Hearing the wailing in the flames, CF05's face under the helmet turned pale, "Hey, Simonov, why are you so proficient in doing this kind of thing?"

"Huh? I'm used to it, ah, you came when we were on vacation, so I don't know, this kind of thing happens almost every few days when we are escorting the goods, everyone is used to it, and...

Humans hate human traffickers, so dolls hate human traffickers, this seems very reasonable and reasonable, right? "

Although these guys have the name of the Human Doll Rights Protection Association, they are actually doing business as human doll traffickers. There is absolutely no need to feel pity for such people.

boom!

"Ahhh!" With a gunshot in the guild hall, those low-level members who were tied up screamed one after another!

But Makayev, who was very brave before, stared blankly at the fat executive who was lying in a pool of blood in disbelief.

Renault stood aside and connected his phone.

The communication in the city has been restored. Obviously, those two guys from the Security Bureau must have done it. It's time to evacuate.

"Reynolds! It's me! Joe La Walker! We stopped a truck at the gate. As you said, the truck of the Human Doll Rights Protection Association is full of doll parts, most of which are lost in the city these days. those figures!"

On the phone, Jolavok's voice was so loud that Makayev, who was standing not far from Renault, could hear it even if the speakerphone was not turned on.

"Well, I see. There are still 45 people here. I will deal with everything that needs to be dealt with. You can handle these people yourself. Let's go first."

"receive."

……

"I guess we didn't catch up." Nicholas sighed as he looked at the fire that was nearly exhausted in the open space. It seemed that we still couldn't catch up. It was all because the chimney of the contact point was too small. .

"It should be said that it's a good thing we didn't catch up. I don't want to face things that can knock down walls casually. Look at these big footprints. Those things weigh at least a ton, and they are so full of feet." There are more than a dozen!"

"Ah, yes, big guy, Renault made so many things quietly, but you didn't have any news at all. If you knew about it, you might be thrown into the Iron Blood Factory Respond internally."

"Tsk, it's best not to." Alina rolled her eyes and began to carefully examine the ground around the fire.

Nicholas also took out the camera from his pocket and began to take pictures of the traces left on the ground.

Although these evidences cannot solve the problem, at least they will prevent the two of them from being sent to clean the toilet when they are scolded.

Om-!

Just as the two of them had roughly recorded the situation outside the mansion, and were about to enter the mansion to see what was going on inside, the sound of vehicles sounded from a distant intersection.

"It's the car of the Garrison."

"They really came in time, [-]% Renault was notified by Renault."

"I guess so."

In just a few words, seven or eight vehicles from the garrison surrounded the mansion of the Association for the Protection of Human Doll Rights, and the head of the garrison, Joe La Walker, also got out of the car with someone, "Look who this is, Neil Gula, have you been demoted after running away?"

"Are you cursing me? I've gone up and down several times, at least I don't want to do it again this year."

"Ha, that's not for me to decide. I'm just a small guard. It seems that you haven't gone in yet. Go and see if those fools who have been fooled have escaped privately. If this matter breaks out, the humanoid The Rights Protection Association is probably doomed."

Joe La Walker touched his bald head and waved to Nicholas.

"I don't think so. Even if it really exploded, those guys just find an excuse to push all the blame on that pile of ashes, and it will still be the same in the end..."

"Ah, it's the same old routine. Anyway, the excuses these guys make are good. They always make money. There must be some people who want to keep these guys."

"Maybe……"

……

"By the way, is your commander so considerate? You have to follow us all the time, isn't it necessary? We are not children who will get lost halfway." P90 held the gun in frustration, looked at the The M1 Garand and G36 behind him and others.

"The commander means that sending you back is secondary. The main purpose is to let the two of us confirm whether your idiot commander is still alive. After all, all the dolls in his hand can be snatched away. The commander's survivability is very doubtful." G36 stated sternly.

Uh... yes, it makes sense... although that commander is really stupid...

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"Like I said, an idiot doesn't immediately become a non-idiot just because he has power in his hands, you self-righteous guy, think you can protect yourself by ordering two tactical dolls from IOP?"

When M1 Garland and G36 rushed to Griffin's branch in the rich area with a group of figures, in the hall, an old lady with gray hair was scolding a fat rich businessman next to her. .

"Mom! I'm already this old..."

"Shut up! It's already so big! It's still so unreliable! If the little girl didn't miss it on purpose in the end! Do you think your [-]-jin stomach can still be intact!?" The old lady didn't wait for the rich businessman to say After finishing, he stopped the other party loudly, and at the same time reached out and patted the other party's belly twice.

The belly propped up by the fat trembled unsteadily under the slap of the old lady, matching the tangled, annoyed and ashamed expression on the rich businessman's face, it looked quite joyful.

"Good evening, Mrs. Graven, Mr. Graven." M1 Garland stepped forward and greeted the two who were reprimanding and being reprimanded.

Naturally, she knew these two people. Among them, the fat and rich businessman was named Gail Gravin, and the old lady was named Dora Gravin. They had been Renault's regular customers some time ago.

In fact, the Gail family used to run a shipbuilding business in the southern port, specializing in the manufacture of large-scale freighters. Now most of the freighters received at the port of Iron Blood are built by their Gravin family.

It's just that the radiation level in the southern port has increased dramatically, and the shipbuilding has also stopped working directly. Fortunately, Gravin's family still runs some coffee-related businesses, so they are not destitute because of this.