Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Luo Fan adjusted his posture, lying on his back to observe what was behind him.

They seemed completely oblivious and simply missed them.

The support team, who were holding guns, breathed a sigh of relief.

The relatively safe AA12 and the Rebellious Squad crawled out from under the car and looked at the departing USS with somewhat serious expressions.

Do you really think they didn't see it?

After a distance of about 150 meters, RPK16 asked his teammates.

The playful smile on her face had vanished, and her furrowed brows betrayed her suspicions.

AK12 shook his head.

She wasn't sure either...

The other party was wearing a gas mask, so they couldn't see their eyes at all. Moreover, without considering the direction of their gaze, the pupils of the gas mask were never actually aimed at them, nor did they even glance at them. They were just constantly scanning their surroundings, so it seemed that they hadn't noticed them.

However, without being able to see the eyeballs, it's still impossible to be certain. Perhaps they did see them, but simply knew their situation was relatively dangerous and didn't act on the spot?

If that's true...

The Dreamer raised the particle gun and aimed it at the USS ahead.

"Should we deal with them?"

Her eyes were now completely cold, leaving only a terrifying murderous intent.

WA had the same idea; her crosshair was already aimed at one of the people's heads, and with just one command, she could immediately take a life.

AA12 interjected, "Are you sure? If they're dead, it might actually make them more suspicious..."

If they truly know nothing, it might reduce the frequency of Umbrella's activities in this area; but if they die, they might immediately become suspects.

But what if they actually saw it? Now is the time to report to headquarters?

But this is only one possibility. If they don't kill him, they might not know, but if they do kill him, they will really know.

At least for now, it's not the time for the dead to be more useful than the living...

Luo Fan slowly pressed the particle gun in the Dreamer's hand.

The dreamer looked up at him with some doubt.

But the man simply shook his head, his gaze icy.

Hearing the commotion behind him, WA lowered his gun.

"Ignore them, let's just leave."

Subsequently, Luo Fan made contact between the AR team and the support team.

"The support team is safe. Evacuation continues."

"Received. Continue along the original route."

Ignoring the departing USS, the group climbed over the vehicle and quickened their pace towards the rendezvous team at the intersection.

The dog standing by the car tiptoed and waved to Luo Fan and the others.

Lofan also raised his hand in response.

After confirming that the surrounding area was safe, the two teams met up.

"Welcome back, Commander!"

As soon as Luo Fan arrived beside them, the dog gave Luo Fan a big hug.

Luo Fan, who was slowing down, hadn't even come to a complete stop when he was almost knocked over by the dog.

"Thanks, dog."

He wiped the dog's little nose, his previously cold gaze completely vanishing, as if it had never been there at all...

"So, what's next?"

160 Returning Home

"So, what's next?"

Luo Fan looked around, waiting for the next move from the support team.

The M16 and AR15 headed directly towards the Dulin area.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

The executioner patted Lofan on the shoulder and followed M16 with the alchemist.

They seem to be in a hurry too, and don't want to stay here for even half a second longer.

The near miss passed by just like that, which reminded Luo Fan somewhat of the feeling he had when he was hiding in the closet and almost caught by the Domain Nightmare.

But USS is still human, so at least they can deal with him. But if it's a Nightmare, then things might get complicated.

Thankfully, the Nightmare only operates in specific areas; if it were everywhere...

Gee...

Luo Fan dismissed these pointless thoughts, adjusted his mask, and continued on his way.

"This is the support team. The support operation is complete, and they are returning to headquarters."

"Headquarters received. Mission accomplished successfully. Well done."

After a brief exchange, the M16 and M4 drones disbanded and sped off towards the residential area, continuing to check on the situation along the way.

However, within a few hundred meters, the tactical doll could see the surrounding situation clearly with the naked eye and there was no danger.

M4 took off his headphones and said with a smile, "Mission accomplished, everyone, thank you for your hard work."

"call......"

A series of heavy breathing sounds immediately filled the living room.

The girls, who had been under a lot of tension, breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems they were indeed overthinking things...

On the balcony, a drone flew in through the window and landed smoothly on the ground. Team 404 then retrieved it.

"See, I told you, you guys were overthinking it."

Xiao 9 said with a hint of pride, as if everything was exactly as she had expected.

40 and 45 did not respond. Although the evacuation was completed without incident, they did not relax.

Especially given her naturally suspicious nature, the easier things were, the more she doubted their rationality.

Is it really that simple?

Perhaps it's more than that...

Or perhaps, apart from Xiao 9, all the members of Squad 404 thought the same way.

After all those years of hard work and struggle, I haven't made no progress at all...

In the living room, the agent had prepared hot milk and placed it on the dining table, awaiting Lovan's return. SAT8 had also prepared simple food in advance with the agent, ready to provide everyone with a good rest upon their return.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting his arrival.

......

Luo Fan stood in the elevator, wiping away a few drops of sweat from his face. He looked somewhat nervous, perhaps because he hadn't yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

But the thought of the girls waiting for him to come home, the agent and SAT8 preparing hot milk and food for him, and then taking a nice hot bath made him smile again.

Perhaps, things aren't as bad as I think...

After a while, the elevator arrived at the designated floor.

The group stepped out of the elevator and strolled slowly down the corridor.

Before they could even knock, the door a few meters away was already opened, and a faint light shone through the crack in the door.

The agent had been waiting by the door, and as soon as she heard the footsteps of the crowd, she was ready to open it.

Luo Fan stood by the open door, not going in immediately.

The girls looked at Luo Fan, who seemed to be in a daze, and felt somewhat puzzled.

He stretched his slightly sore neck and looked at the crack in the door in front of him.

He stretched out his right hand, slipped it into the crack in the door, and waved it a few times...

Hello, hello?

The girls all noticed the hand waving up and down by the door; even with gloves on, they recognized it immediately.

......

Luo Fan felt as if his hand was being grabbed?

Not only that, the other party exerted a slight force, trying to pull him in, as if it had some kind of mysterious attraction. Luo Fan could feel the emotions contained in this force.

He followed the hand and stepped inside, where he saw the head maid, whom he knew all too well...

"Welcome back, Master."

The agent took his hand and bowed slightly.

Sure enough...

Perhaps, just like the unknown doll that saved him in the original story, this hand, no matter what, will belong to his girls.

No matter what, they will stand firmly by my side.

"Yes, thank you, agent."

Luo Fan also bowed slightly, thanking the head maid as the "master".

The agent was initially surprised, but after considering the other party's character, he knew that he would definitely not be able to persuade him on this matter.

All along, it's been me who's unilaterally treating him as my master...

"I've prepared some hot milk for you. Why don't you go and rest for a bit?"

"Well, that's troublesome."

The agent released his grip and turned to walk towards the dining table.

The girls who had already gone home returned to their rooms to store their gear, while those who had already stored their gear sat in the living room.

Luo Fan stared blankly at the living room filled with about twenty people.

I seem to have forgotten that there are already so many of them...

The girls smiled as they looked at themselves, as if gazing at the love of their hearts.

"Welcome back, Commander."

They said it in unison, as if they had been expecting it.

But how could a tactical doll possibly prepare specifically for something like this?

Even though it had happened many times before, Luo Fan was always moved to tears by the girls' simple gestures.

Perhaps this is the indescribable sense of cherishing when a dreamlike, beloved person comes into your life?

He wanted to say thank you, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything.

As before, in the end, he could only awkwardly offer a smile before walking toward the humanoid figures in the living room.

M4 and RO also made room for themselves and sat on either side.

I had just sat down when a hand grabbed my head from behind.

"Well!"

"Oh, you're back? Didn't you bring us anything good?"

M870 rested Luo Fan's head on its broad chest, its small canine tooth exposed to the air without any attempt to conceal it, as if declaring an unwritten ownership of some object.

He felt more like a storyteller who had just returned from a long and eventful trip, with his family and friends back home waiting for him to tell them about the extraordinary people and events he had encountered on his journey.

Perhaps he was also a storyteller in some sense, simply recounting his story with them.

"What are you bringing back? A few spent bullet casings? Your 12-gauge bullets are even two-tone, aren't they better looking than our NATO ones?"