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

"You said that the function is fine, so why don't you come down by yourself?"

"Eh..." Although that is what she said, in fact, all the joints on her body have been smashed to pieces, and she has lost the ability to move for a long time, but these are all traumatic injuries, which do not affect her mental core. of normal operation.

Putting down the doll hanging on the wall, Renault lifted his foot and turned Commander Griffin who was lying on the ground over.

The position of the head has long been bloody and bloody, but the skin on the neck now reveals a metallic luster.

"Is this guy converted into an infected person?"

"Yes, the commander transformed the next morning after we came back."

The other doll who fell on the ground had the same blond hair as the M1 Garland, but with a pair of ponytails. Renault turned over to look at it, and his eyes were still rolling. It should be in the same condition as the M1 Garand.

"It's not a big problem." Prying open the head and repairing it should be all right. "Where are your weapons? And where is this guy's gun?"

After looking around, I didn't see the weapons of the two of them, and the commander's holster was also empty.

"Could you have been robbed by the townspeople here?" The coffee grinder that fell on the ground, and the torch that nailed the figure to the wall, didn't look like weapons that the infected would use.

On the contrary, those ordinary townspeople would really take up any weapons around them to deal with these guys who brought the infected people over, not to mention that the commander turned into an infected person under their noses.

No matter whether it was just picked off the wall by him, or the figure lying on the ground and turned over by him, upon hearing this, they all looked away involuntarily, obviously...

"Shame, you two should just retire, dismantle the fire control core and go back to the restaurant in the Green Zone to serve dishes." After glancing at the two shameless guys, Renault picked them up and walked out of the coffee shop, as if stacking goods The same stacked on the motorcycle seat.

And when he saw the M1 Garland huddled with the jaeger in the sidecar, the guy who was jumping just now stopped talking, shut his mouth and honestly pretended to be dead.

This motorcycle can't be ridden now, so it can only be pushed slowly. Fortunately, this place is not far from Griffin's stronghold.

When Renault pushed the heavily overloaded motorcycle back to the gate of the Griffin stronghold, M30, who was sitting on the table with the M1911 in his arms, looked at the figures on the car, his eyes widened and his head tilted, his head full of question marks.

???

"What is this? Did you go to Iron Blood Factory to purchase?"

PS: Is there... that?Is that... the ticket?

Chapter 12 Simonov Kai!

"Purchasing? I don't have the money to purchase. I just picked them up. When Helian calls again later, don't make a mistake. These are all discarded dolls, which have no recycling value for Griffin. "

Having said that, Renault directly raised his hand to hug M1911.

He doesn't like the environment at Griffin's stronghold. Once the front door is opened, this is a difficult place to defend.

Moreover, they will be evacuated by helicopter in a while. There is no place for the helicopter to land in this stronghold, and the open space in the courtyard of the mayor's mansion next to it is a good location.

"I haven't scrapped it yet!" The doll lying on the motorcycle seat immediately shouted angrily when he heard Renault's words.

"Huh? Then you stand up and take two steps? Take two steps." After being quiet for a while, this guy couldn't help it anymore. As expected, he felt uncomfortable after not talking for a minute... Oh, forget, this guy's The body doesn't feel anything at all.

"Uh, Simonov? And BM59? M1 Garland? Mr. Renault, they are not from the previous commander..."

"Ah, that unlucky guy is dead, so I picked up these scrapped dolls. Anyway, Griffin definitely doesn't like you ordinary dolls."

"Eh..." This is really hurtful... It hurts the dolls, isn't it because all the bodies are transformed from cheap self-disciplined dolls?There's no need to be so absolute, right?

Moreover, Ms. M1 Garland's body is a level better than theirs, so it shouldn't be...

A cheap model with a retail price of [-] rubles, with the addition of a fire control module, and the etching of the weapon, the cost of modification is not even [-], and the total price is less than [-].

Although the body of the M1 Garland is an upgraded version, the specific price will not exceed [-]...

And that's still the retail price, how much does it cost...I'm afraid it's not even half of the retail price.

Although Griffin said that the dolls would be paid wages, most of those wages were paid to the dolls in the form of exchange vouchers. If the dolls wanted to buy items, most of them would buy them through Griffin's logistics department.

Most importantly, most T-dolls don't have holidays.

Even if the coupons can be exchanged for money, who can buy things with the money?

The dolls in the green zone are okay, they may have a chance to spend money between missions or patrols, but dolls like them who are in the red zone or on the edge of the red zone, don’t buy things through Griffin’s logistics department. Who can I find?

If you run around casually, let alone spending money, you are lucky not to be directly kidnapped, dismantled, and sold for parts.

After moving M1911 and several dolls pretending to be dead to the hall of the mayor's mansion, Renault went back and brought back Griffin's communicator.

This thing is also powered by batteries, and it can be used when it is moved over and connected to the power supply. The fool mode prevents those commanders who have not been properly trained to even use a communicator.

Everything was moved here, and Renault didn't intend to be idle. It took more than half an hour for him to go back and forth, and there were at least two hours before the evacuation helicopter. If he moved quickly, it would be enough for him to repair M1911.

Well, it should be enough for him to assemble two soldier ants and put the two unlucky Nagant Revolver and P38 into it.

"Mr. Renault, these? These are the parts of the Iron-Blooded Figure?" M1911 was a little surprised to see Lei Nuo putting a lot of parts and tools next to him one by one. Could it be that he still wanted to manually repair the Figure?

"Ah, yes, these parts are of much better quality than the ones you used before, at least they won't break after being hit by a shuttle."

"Uh, then... that's fine." Looking at the two dark alloy bone parts that went all the way to the thighs, M1911's face suddenly flushed red.

"Why are you blushing? What are you embarrassed about? Or is the circulating fluid circuit blocked?" Renault was surprised. He obviously didn't blush several times before hugging him, so why did he blush now when he picked up a part?

"Hey! Please take care of our human girl's heart!" Before M1911 was embarrassed to speak, Simonov started to bluff again, as if it was not herself who was lying on the table like a dead body.

"Huh? Seeing how enthusiastic you are, how about I help you replace the broken arm first?"

"Huh? Good! Good! M1911 is embarrassed, let her calm down first! I will come first! As long as the hands and feet are intact! No matter how many enemies come over, I can beat them to pieces..."

Snapped!

"Be honest! Lie flat!"

15 minute later.

bang.

Renault put down the wrench in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, let's go and play." While speaking, he found a cloth and wiped his oil-stained palms, and Renault set his sights on M1911.

"Okay!" Hearing what Renault said, Simonov immediately shouted, subconsciously trying to control his new body to stand up.

However, something seemed wrong. Simonov, who was trying to prop up his upper body with his hands, felt the palm of his hand suddenly slide as soon as he did it!The whole person slammed back onto the table with a plop!

"Puff! Puff!" The M1911, who was staring intently at Renault's completed modification work, finally couldn't help it after seeing Simonov's actions at this time, and directly covered his mouth and laughed muffled.

Even BM59, whose only eyes could move, couldn't help but squinted his eyes and pursed his mouth after glancing at Simonov's state from the corner of his eye. The tears in his eyes were really unbearable.

And the one-eyed M1 Garland didn't understand what was going on at first, and it wasn't until he saw Simonov waving the pair of parts that could be regarded as "hands" indiscriminately that he understood what Renault meant. Simonov did something.

The half-squinted eyes were closed tightly, and tears poured out, but this time it was not sad, but a smile. Although the facial control system had failed, tears really came out of laughter.

"This! What the hell is this! Where are my hands!? Oh, hello! What's so funny! This is scary!"

Simonov cried out in a crying voice, and the two 'arms' with wheels waved helplessly in mid-air.

"Oh, I don't have any parts now. This is the only thing I have on hand. Let me understand." Without turning his head, Renault said indifferently, and began to use pliers to remove the useless parts above the knees of M1911. Attach the cutter's leg parts to it.

"How is it possible to understand! Wouldn't I still be unable to move like this!? And how on earth did you connect the wheels of the Ranger to me!?"

"Pfft ha ha ha!" M1911 couldn't help it, and immediately burst out laughing while clutching his stomach.

Simonov!change!Ranger!

Chapter 13 When maintenance is in progress

Renault stepped forward, hugged Simonov and turned her over.

Simonov Gai Ranger, now on all fours, no, on four wheels!

"It can't move."

Simonov: "..."

slap!

As soon as Renault let go, Simonov fell to the ground on the spot. The four mechanical arms with wheels didn't seem to exist. They couldn't support Simonov's weight at all, and let her nose bone and the marble floor come together. Had an intimate encounter.

"Ah, the bridge of my nose seems to be crooked, BM59, ah no, M1 Garand, can you use your good hand to screw it back for me?"

Renault did not pay attention to how Simonov used four wheels to push his out-of-control body to a place within the reach of the M1 Garand to restore his nose bone. The floor tiles were just wiped down.

While Simonov was adapting to the ranger's wheeled mechanical arm, Renault tried to connect the two legs of the cutter to the legs of M1911.

The rest is debugging. Fortunately, there is still a working computer in the maintenance kit made by Iron Blood Industry, and with the cutter data in the hard disk obtained from the factory, the debugging work is relatively smooth.

"Let's make do with this first. I'll talk about socks and shoes when I have time. Now help me move some things." Looking at M1911's skeletal feet, Renault spread his hands.

In two hours, Griffin's helicopter will arrive. He has to quickly search for useful things here, otherwise he will have no money to spend in the green zone. He doesn't believe Griffin's commission. It can reach the point of letting him open for three years.

There are still plenty of places to spend money.

"Okay." M1911 was still very grateful for Renault who had attached two feet to himself. He nodded immediately, but before he took a step, he looked back at Nagant Revolver and P38's mental core with some hesitation. .

"Don't worry about the two of them, I've already found a suitable airframe, and I'll put them in after a while."

"Oh, that's it, I'll go right away!"

"Remember to pack all those things that look valuable! You can also bring food and drinking water!"

"understand!"

Seeing M1911 leave, Renault turned to M1 Garand and BM59 who were looking at Simonov lying on the ground in a daze.

The injuries of these two guys are very different, one is incapacitated by a bullet in the head, and the other is incapacitated by a hole in the head caused by a coffee grinder.

Whether it is a big or small damage, the only problem is that if you want to repair it manually, you need to cut the bionic layer on the faces of these two unlucky guys, and then pry their heads off to repair it manually.

Well, to put it bluntly, it is disfigured.

"You two, do you want to repair it now? Or wait until you return to the Griffin base to repair it? If you repair it now, the bionic layer on your two heads will be lost. If you repair it now, just blink your eyes. Close your eyes."

Hearing what Lei Nuo said, the two of them didn't hesitate, and immediately started blinking, apparently unable to bear this immobility.

There is always a chance that the bionic layer can be repaired in the future, but in this immobile state, if they encounter an enemy, wouldn't they still have to watch?

"I want to fix it too!" Simonov came over like a maggot like a chrysalis, and shouted loudly in a hurry. Although she was almost used to this thing, but if she could change into hands and feet, which figure would be willing to become a machine? Ranger?

"Take a break, you guys blew up the entire iron-blood warehouse before, and there are not many usable parts at all. It would be nice to have wheels."