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

Although these figures all looked familiar faces, she always felt that there was something very strange to her about these guys.

In addition, the place where the spaceship landed is not far from the gate of Griffin. Before M1918 could speak, he was surrounded by a group of chattering figures and stepped into the cargo door of the spaceship.

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"Oh? Looks like it's time. Pascal, M4, I'm afraid we don't have time to stay here this time. Renault seems to have summoned the dolls to return." Hearing the noisy voices outside the corridor, AR15 also shrugged helplessly. .

After all, the purpose of Renault's coming here was only to sell things. From the very beginning, he didn't plan to stay next to the Griffin base for a long time.

"Well, well, it just so happens that these data are enough for me to digest for a while, that guy Renault, how did he come up with this method?" Pascal was not depressed after shaking the printed humanoid data file in his hand.

The data and examples are already placed here. What she has to do is to find a way to reproduce all of this. Although it cannot be regarded as her own research topic, these data can also bring a lot to her research. help.

M4 and RO also nodded, but after taking a step, they suddenly remembered that they seemed to have forgotten someone...

"Ah! Miss 16 is still on the boat!"

"On the boat? When did she come? Wasn't it just the three of you?"

RO scratched his head, "Um, M16 seems to have gone to find the executioner and the others to beg for a drink..."

"Really, but fortunately, it hasn't been long. Even if that guy is greedy, he won't get drunk in such a short period of time." AR15 waved his hand, planning to go to the brewery to look for M16.

"Hey! M4! AR15! I'm back!"

But it was M16, carrying a wine bottle in one hand, and walked out of the elevator. With the other hand, it was dragging a flatbed cart with several boxes of alcohol piled up on it, most likely the type that Simonov and the others did not drink.

"Phew, it's still in time. Why didn't you come back drunk this time?" M16 didn't seem to have drunk much, at least he didn't have a big tongue when talking.

"Hey, when I went there, it happened that Simonov and the others were sorting out the inventory. They didn't want these drinks, and they were all cheaper for me!" M16 said while clapping the armrest of the flatbed car triumphantly.

The boxes on the flatbed were piled up to the brim, and it looked like at least a ton of alcohol was pulled out by M16.

"Really, you guy, aren't you afraid that Commander Renault will bill Pascal afterwards?"

"It's okay, it's okay, A-91 said it, Commander Renault won't care about this." After all, it is a backlog of goods that cannot be sold, and M16 can help make room by pulling some away.

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"Tsk tsk, no matter how many times you look at it, it makes people feel outrageous. If the body is not too heavy, the body of AR15 and the others should be considered perfect now... No, maybe the weight of the body is not a big deal The disadvantage, if it is a tactical doll..."

The protection ability is comparable to tank armor, and it can resist radiation, electromagnetic pulse, and even waterproof. It's like wearing a three-defense armored vehicle in a smaller size.

Coupled with the energy engine that Lei Nuo installed on his doll... Tsk, she always felt as if she was being stepped on by others.

But fortunately, these humanoid bodies made by Renault are limited to the personal use of his own humanoids, otherwise, the old man Javier might lose his hair in a hurry, right?

But not necessarily. After all, IOP produces the most humanoid bodies for the civilian market. These humanoid bodies manufactured by Renault should be more suitable for the military.

"Hey, M4, what do you think of this body? Shall I pay Renault to replace it for you?"

Looking at M4 who was sitting next to him watching the combat records, Pascal suddenly had an idea and asked.

If that's the case, wouldn't she have a ready-made... Ahem, it seems a little sorry for the M4, but as long as you don't disassemble it and just study it, it should be fine, right?

"Um, Pascal, this shouldn't be necessary... The bodies of AR15 and SOP2 were all replaced after the original body was damaged." M4 had already learned from AR15 and SOP2 The reason why they changed their bodies was just...

It is true that the body of the SOP2 was replaced because the body was seriously damaged, but the original body of the AR15 was not damaged beyond repair.

"Well, that's true, and the ferrite body made by that guy Renault is also a bit inconsistent, tsk, why didn't the guy from the Security Bureau run up to that guy and warn him?"

It's not that Pascal didn't think about ordering some stronger and stronger humanoid body materials, and personally manufactured a product that was far superior to ordinary humanoid bodies.

But before it could be implemented, those people from the Security Bureau came to the door and gave her a warning.

Of course, warnings are warnings. She finally got a lot of military-grade body materials, and this is how the AR team came into being, but this is the limit. not come out.

The old man from IOP couldn't help it, so Griffin naturally didn't have to count on it. Who made most of Griffin's tactical dolls come directly from IOP?

RO raised his eyes and looked at Pascal, who was repeatedly flipping through the data in his hand, and looked up data on the computer next to him from time to time. He shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and continued to immerse himself in the special drama that was playing on the tablet.

I don't know where M16 went. Anyway, there are no missions in Griffin base that require their AR team to dispatch. Most of the dolls are very idle. Anyway, RO thinks that it is a good thing to be idle, after all, once they are needed. If you are busy, it will definitely not be an easy task.

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This is?Jupiter cannon?When passing through the cargo hold, M1918 looked at the two Jupiter cannons that had been mostly dismantled, wondering why these two iron-blooded weapons were in this place.

But before she could figure out why, some curious eyes fell on her.

I noticed someone watching my M1918, and then I noticed the inconspicuous figures in the corner...

Iron blood again! ?Still so much! ?

Although most of the Sangvis were wearing private clothes or overalls, M1918 recognized the real bodies of these guys in an instant, Sangvis's basic unit Cutter, and some Wasps and Guardians who took off their helmets.

There are a lot of them, about thirty or so...

But these iron-blooded figures are just staring at her now, and have not made any moves to attack her.

M1918 is just that these guys got some temporary order not to shoot, but if possible, I hope these guys don't look at her...

Didn't see me!Didn't see me!

M1918, repeating this sentence in his heart, lowered his head, followed the figures in front, and got into the elevator.

The dolls who were chatting didn't seem to notice her as an outsider, they walked all the way, and walked to the door of the restaurant without knowing it.

A strong fragrance instantly invaded M1918's consciousness...

When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting at the table in the corner of the restaurant with the food in the tray.

The taste of the food in her mouth is so delicious but so familiar. G36's craftsmanship is top-notch at all times, but her problem now is how to deal with these iron-blooded figures sitting opposite her...

"Are you? New here?" One of the cutters looked at M1918 curiously, but he didn't want M1918 on the opposite side to turn red as if he was choking on food after hearing this. say.

Tilting his head strangely, the cutter looked at M1918 who was blushing and silent, and then looked at the food on M1918's dinner plate, and asked curiously, "That, delicious?"

"Huh?" M1918, who originally thought that the cutter in front of him would suddenly change his temper and attack him after finding out that he didn't belong here, was stunned. This question from the other party was really surprising...

"SPAS-12, recommended, burger, delicious, but not sweet."

As if learning how to speak, the cutter in front of M1918 pieced together a sentence with each word, but M1918 can also understand the meaning of the other party. After all, the other party's speaking speed is getting faster and faster. The whole sentence is not far off either.

Looking at the muffins drenched in syrup on his dinner plate, M1918 nodded, "Well, it's very sweet, do you want to try it?"

"Yeah." Seeing the plate being pushed towards him, the cutter picked up the knife and fork that he didn't intend to use, a little clumsily, but carefully cut the extremely fragile roasted pine in the humanoid hand. cake.

Watching the movements of the cutters, M1918 looked at the two same cutters next to them. At this time, they also looked at the central cutter with expectant eyes. Only then did she realize that these three cutters used two A data line connected the three of them together.

What is this doing?Share the feeling of eating?

I have to say that M1918 guessed right this time, the cutters were indeed sharing their feelings about eating, but just as she was about to ask to satisfy her curiosity.

A hand rested lightly on her shoulder.

"Oh? Who is this? The warehouse keeper of Griffin's combat readiness department? It seems that there is a lost guy on the commander's ship."

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"Alchemist... alchemist..."

Facing the alchemist who suddenly put his hand on his shoulder, M1918 originally wanted to call out loudly and forcefully.

But after seeing the two figures beside the alchemist, he unconsciously lowered his voice.

Beside the alchemist behind him, there is an executioner on the left, another executioner on the right, a hunter and an unknown but iron-blooded figure staring at her...

The situation... I can't understand... It's over!This time it's really going to be over!And those Griffin figures just now! ?Come and save me quickly! ?

M1918 has not forgotten that when she came, she was coerced by a group of Griffin dolls onto the boat. If it weren't for those numerous dolls, she wouldn't have followed so confidently!

Why did I only see so many Griffin figures before!Could it be that all of them were disguised as Iron-Blooded Humanoids? ?But the Griffin identification codes on them are not fake...

When M1918 was extremely flustered, she suddenly noticed that whether it was the alchemist, the two executioners beside her, or the hunter behind her, there was that unknown iron-blooded figure...

The identification codes on his body are all in the form of Griffin! ?

For a moment, M1918 wondered if he was sleepy and drowsy, squeezed his eyes, turned his head back, and looked at the three cutters on the opposite side of the dining table. That's right, it was the identification signal of Sangvis, so why are these...

Turning around again, I saw the alchemist and those iron-blooded figures all looking at her with suppressed smiles, obviously they were watching her joke!

"Hahahahaha!"

The flustered appearance of M1918 really brought them a lot of fun, but the alchemists and the others smiled and immediately attracted other figures not far away.

"Alchemist, what are you laughing at?" M870, who had almost eaten and was about to leave the restaurant, leaned over curiously after hearing the laughter, and saw M1918 sitting opposite the cutter at a glance, "This? She shouldn't be one of us, right?"

"Ah, no, just now I saw her at the door of the warehouse where Griffin's combat readiness department belongs, and I didn't expect this guy to follow." The alchemist shrugged and said with a smile.

Although she did intend to tease this guy a little bit at the beginning, she really didn't expect that M1918 would follow the spaceship all the time.

"Then what do we do now? Have wz.29 turn around and send this guy back?"

"What are you thinking? How could it be possible to send her back? She has already run to the ship, and the commander will definitely not let her go." MDR also came over at this time, and took the opportunity to take a picture of the panicked expression on M1918's face.

"Huh? Can't go back? No, I..." M1918, who heard MDR's words, was a little anxious, and didn't care about being surrounded by so many iron and blood, and immediately stood up from his seat. Run out of the spaceship.

"Hey, look out the window before running." The alchemist held M1918 and pointed out the window.

As early as when M1918 was queuing up to receive the meal, the spacecraft had already taken off. Now more than 20 minutes and nearly half an hour have passed, and the spacecraft has already left the location where the Griffin base is located.

M1918 immediately turned his head and looked out of the window, only to realize that what was outside the window was not the ground at this time, let alone the markers of the Griffin base, all he could see was the thick clouds.

"This……"

"Well, the current height is 1. If you jump from this height, even a human figure will fall to pieces, but I can sponsor you with a parachute bag, and you can live broadcast it when the time comes!" MDR pretended to be from the side Find a parachute bag, after all, there is no real human figure who wants to jump from such a high place, right?

Snapped!

MDR's feint was only half done, and he was slapped on the forehead. Lei Nuo always felt that this guy started to jump again recently. Didn't he just get cleaned up before?What a restless guy.

"When did you catch up with me, eat with peace of mind, the spaceship is now in cruise mode, and when it turns over the Griffin base, it will land and put you down." He waved his hand at M1918, and said while dispersing A few guys like MDR who want to make trouble.

"Eh? Nah! Commander! Why did you suddenly change this time? Last time when AK47 and the others ran to our base in a daze, didn't you force them to stay?"

"It's different, calm down, don't think about making trouble all day long." Renault said angrily after flicking MDR's forehead.

Could it be the same? M1918 just followed it carelessly and did nothing.

Besides, the space inside the spaceship is tight, and M1 Garand has already started planning to transform the third-floor warehouse into a dormitory for Sangvis Dolls, but there are not so many spare bedrooms for new arrivals.