Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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P.S.: I saw this after finishing the previous post. Since some people think it's too artsy, let's skip the part about finding the girls again and just assume that everyone has been found and assembled. Writing this part is brain-draining, so if you don't like it, it's better to write less. We'll talk about the main event later.

......

Now that everyone has been found, they should leave this place of trouble. Countless scenarios and directions have been considered, but in the end, they have no choice but to go home.

This can hardly be called a triumph; it was more a result of sheer luck that they all survived the quarantine zone.

But... I can't say I'm glad at all...

Adeline's death cast a deep shadow over Lofan's heart. He became extremely sensitive, neurotic, fearful of loss, and prone to extreme behavior. All of these traits were evident in Lofan's words and actions during the search.

"M16, right?"

SCAR-L walked up to M16 and spoke in a cold voice.

M16's attitude was not friendly either, and the new wounds on his face made his cold expression even more oppressive.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to ask, is our commander a decisive and efficient person who doesn't drag things out?"

"Of course... What, want a different style?"

“No, it’s just strange,” she said, looking at the man not far away, her brows furrowed. “During our search for you, we occasionally encountered some human survivors, who were probably our enemies. And the commander… he just used some tricks to torture and kill them all.”

"..."

The military would not conduct sweeps on the battlefield, but Luo Fan carried out one while searching for the girls, carrying out a brutal massacre of all the non-friendly survivors he encountered along the way.

No wonder Luo Fan had so much blood on his hands, so that's how it came about...

"So, what are you trying to say?" M16 put aside her doubts and glanced at the girl beside her: "Do you hope we can find an opportunity to provide psychological counseling to the Commander?"

“That’s exactly what I mean. We’d better keep this in mind.” SCAR-L, unusually restraining his sharp personality, nodded and said, “The Commander is now in a situation similar to mine before.”

"He may be suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder..."

"..."

Indeed, it did look like symptoms of PTSD: sensitivity, violence, anxiety, and extreme measures. M16 could understand those emotions. In the past, they had experienced far too much of that. The reason they didn't break down now was simply because they had already gone through it too many times.

But their commander was different. He wasn't exactly a veteran, and his feelings for the girls limited his actions in many ways. If he could plan his actions without his feelings for each other, the efficiency would be much higher than it is now, but the cost would be that casualties would inevitably accompany them, which was exactly what the commander couldn't accept.

"...I'll consider talking to other people."

Looking at 95, 191, and a series of ship girls closely following Luo Fan, M16 also felt uneasy.

He didn't give up because of this, nor did he stop because of it. Is that a good thing?

There is still no answer...

......

"Williams, four transport helicopters, Dodge City, Kansas, emergency evacuation. You have four hours to resolve this..."

"...Four hours, isn't that too much of a stretch, Mr. Luo?"

"You only have four hours... otherwise White Eagle will have nowhere to hide."

"......I see."

......

Luo Fan hung up the phone and turned his gaze back to what was in front of him, his eyes chillingly cold.

Even Williams, as a partner, didn't leave any good word; they needed to leave immediately.

The girls understand Luo Fan's current feelings, but they don't know why, or... they don't fully understand why he has become like this.

No one knew about Adeline's death, and no one cared. Only Lovan himself, with that ring finger, constantly mourned for her and prayed that Pascal would have a chance to save her.

Even though a crack has already appeared in the core...

“Sir, you look very tired,” 95 noticed Luo Fan’s predicament and spoke softly again, “You may need to rest.”

Tired? Perhaps, but Luo Fan still chose to deny it: "No need... it's not time to rest yet."

What will happen to them if I rest? They might be more seriously injured than I am. Even if they are machines, how can I say that they are any less valuable than me at this moment?

"Luo Fan, everyone can switch legs or arms, can you? Listen to 95, take a rest, it's okay."

Anjie couldn't bear to see Luo Fan clutching his chest as he walked forward, and reminded him, but Luo Fan still shook his head: "No... I can't stop, I have to go back now, now..."

"Are you crazy?! Do you know that?!" Ange couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Luo Fan's collar forcefully. "Wake up! Nobody's blaming you for this, so why do you keep making yourself miserable? Girls can tell which screw is loose the moment they close their eyes, but do you know how many ribs you've broken?! You fall down even when you're walking, and you're thinking of walking all the way from Big Bend to Dodge City?!"

"What about Adeline?! What will happen to Adeline?!"

Lovan roared as well, even pulling out Adeline's remains from the leader's...

Looking at the fragments, Anjie seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but feel a surge of surprise.

"You know what? All I could find back then, besides her core, the ring finger she left me, was her head and a few fragments of her limbs. She was shattered!!!" He seemed to have lost his mind, his sensitive nerves reacting wildly in that instant: "If I had gone back a minute later, her closed circuit might have stopped working? What if when she woke up again, she wouldn't be the Adeline I knew?! She might have become more emotionally intelligent, smarter, or even more adorable, but she wouldn't be the Adeline I remembered. I've let everyone down, I've let myself down, and I've let her down the most!"

Heavy breathing pierced his fragile chest and broken ribs. Anjie stared at him blankly... and everyone stopped in their tracks.

After a while...

"I understand... Let's continue."

Anjie nodded and patted Luo Fan's shoulder to indicate that she understood.

Only after calming himself down and his breathing gradually became steady did Luo Fan shift his gaze and look back at the dark street.

He did not regret his current emotions; in fact, he believed that he should act this way. Only by remembering her sacrifice could he maintain this anger and move forward.

Only hatred can drive me forward...

725 must all die

The route from Big Bend to Dodge City is an extremely long highway that doesn't pass through any urban areas and is sparsely populated. This is why Lovan chose Dodge City as the evacuation point, as it is the relatively safest route.

This also confirms Luo Fan's conjecture...

"The military withdrew immediately after the airstrike... They want to eliminate us without leaving a trace, while also preparing a news report about a terrorist attack in the quarantine zone to divert attention."

On the long highway, Luo Fan sat on the roof of the car, his voice still trembling slightly from his wounds.

"Looks like we're going to become villains in the eyes of the world again..."

45 lay on the front window, smiling bitterly, while cleaning the dirt off his leg injury.

“That’s how it is. Why did I say ‘must’? We’ve punched Umbrella, kicked the military, and made them stumble several times. We’re practically a super cancer on par with the rebels.” The executioner toyed with his broken sword, extremely displeased. “But… whatever, we’ve been playing the villain for so long, going back to our original job isn’t so bad. I’m going to have everyone who gave this order ripped apart…”

No joke. In the past, the executioner simply enjoyed fighting, but now, she had never felt such a strong urge to kill. Always outspoken and passionate, she was determined to take revenge on the military that had brought them to this state.

Even more so, transforming this country into the way we want it to be...

Listening to the executioner's murmurs, Luo Fan also imagined the same thing.

"Commander, there's a small checkpoint ahead. It seems some survivors have constructed fortifications on the road to block non-military personnel moving between areas. What's your plan...?"

DP12, who had gone to conduct reconnaissance, returned to the group and reported the results.

"Perhaps we should go and negotiate?"

She sat down next to Luo Fan with her legs bent at 95 degrees and offered a suggestion in a low voice.

Luo Fan simply looked at the empty van in front of him and slowly shook his head. Those were originally the seats for the ship girls, but...

"Yes, I know, but someone has already taken care of it..."

"deal with...?"

【boom】

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling burst of light suddenly erupted from the area not far away, and the new members who had just arrived immediately stood up and went into a state of alert.

"191 shouted: Sir, watch out!"

"Stay vigilant, it could be a military garrison..."

SCAR-H stood atop the truck to snipe, maintaining an unobstructed line of sight.

But the girls who had been working around Luo Fan for a long time, including Luo Fan himself, remained unmoved, ignoring the explosion before their eyes, as if...

"Sir, we should take cover," General Liu mustered his courage to remind him. "If you continue to sit on such a high place, you could be in great danger!"

“No, the danger isn’t us…” Luo Fan slowly shook his head and looked into the distance: “There are more professional ones to solve this problem.”

"More...professional...them?"

The new members were puzzled. What did "more professional" mean? Could the explosion just now have been...?

A few minutes later, Sirius, Dido, Enterprise, Akagi, and others returned to the group.

“My proud master, the obstacles ahead have been cleared. As you wished, no one will be left alive.”

Sirius coldly delivered the report, and Akagi seized the opportunity to boast about their victory: "They actually dared to inquire about our purpose and whereabouts, heh... Of course, we'll tear them all to shreds! How dare they block the Commander's path... Heh heh heh..."

Kaga remained silent, but judging from her bloodied hands, she probably took the opportunity to vent her frustrations for a while.

"......when?"

SCAR-L frowned slightly. She hadn't noticed the whereabouts of these unfamiliar teammates, and they weren't even armed. How did they manage to clear that area?

Jiang Feng seemed to have noticed her confusion...

【Click】

"...?!"

The main gun on the ship's rig instantly appeared, aiming at the SCAR-L's nose.

Under her astonished gaze, Jiang Feng slowly sheathed her ship's equipment, holding her black and red katana, without uttering a word, thus demonstrating their style of conduct to this legend of the Third World War.

“Get used to it, new friend,” Enterprise patted her shoulder reassuringly. “Some of them do prefer a more direct approach, especially after what’s happened…”

Extreme anger needs an outlet, so these survivors were naturally used. Lofan didn't intend to waste any more words with anyone irrelevant. After receiving the report from the company, he immediately ordered the ship girls to clear the area.

"Continue... cough, let's go, three more hours."

After confirming that everyone had returned to the team, Luo Fan got off the roof of the car and continued along the road. The girls followed closely behind, and soon they arrived at the area that the ship girls had just cleared. It was also a sea of ​​fire, just like the city of Big Bend. The roadblocks and bunkers made of cars had collapsed and were burning fiercely after the explosions. There were also a lot of corpses that had been torn to pieces by the anti-aircraft runaways. Thanks to Luo Fan's order to "spare no effort and leave no survivors," the ship girls "used every means possible" within reasonable limits to slaughter those who dared to stand in their way.

"No wonder it takes time to get used to it; this is so different from our usual style..."

SCAR-L looked at the dismembered body and blood scattered on the ground and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"After all, the commander isn't the only emotional person in this team..."

Turning her head, she saw a woman in a white military uniform, unarmed, probably one of those ship girls, SCAR-L thought... but she didn't quite understand the meaning behind her words.

"These emotions, if left unchecked, will pour out without reservation in anger, becoming a tongue of fire that devours everything."

"...I see."

Upon reflection, they seemed to have had similar thoughts in the past, but they lacked the opportunity and ability to put them into practice. After all, they were merely humanoid beings, capable only of following orders.

But things are different now. Look at those ship girls. They can unleash all their anger on unrelated people without any scruples. They are strong enough that rationality is insignificant at this moment. That unimaginable love is the cornerstone that drives them to forgive or kill.

SCAR-L glanced at the ring on her ring finger, then lowered her eyes, a few thoughts different from usual stirring within her. Her sister noticed these expressions and, even though she couldn't read minds, she could empathize with them at that moment.

Revenge, only revenge, for him, and for ourselves. Times have changed; they now have the power to do so...

Those involved and those unrelated, anyone who shows up, must die...

726 Exterminate them all

The final stretch of the journey was without further obstacles. If one could call them tyrants... perhaps not. Their current lineup was so formidable that even a tyrant was powerless to stop them. Even the military would have to resort to saturation firepower, as they had done before, to achieve the best results.

However, a small problem arose just as we were about to reach the evacuation point...

"......Who are you?"

"...Someone's up there? I understand... We'll take care of this in twenty minutes. You guys stay on standby and wait for the signal."

......

At the entrance not far from the building, Luo Fan hung up the call, looked up at the pitch-black interior, and conceived a series of follow-up plans in his mind.

Ange asked in a low voice, "Whose message is this?"

"The contact people said there were people in the building, probably locals, armed, and trying to prevent them from landing." He then turned to the crowd: "Girls, cough...cough! You know what I'm going to say..."

A weak, feeble voice issued a cruel order: "Clear all obstacles, leave no survivors."

"Leave no survivors..."

General Liu clutched his weapon tightly, feeling a pang of fear.