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Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

The Commander who claimed to be a Transmigrator said to have traveled through several different worlds, and even blew up a planet with his bare hands, and tore off his system with his own hands... Even them Tactical Dolls were not willing to believe such outlandish claim. But seeing how this guy even wanted to unscrew and taste a bottle of Collapse Fluid... They felt that this is most likely true, and their commander...was more like a complete reckless man! -XXXXX- A Google Translated Fic from the Chinese Fic of the same name with some slight edits here and there for fixing, there seems to be a lacking of GFL fanfics and even with those present have too much gloom and this fic is pretty much a breath of fresh air and pacing. I just want to port this so people can see this gem that ive found in the rare GFL fanfics that ive come across. Original CN name; 少女前线的穿越者指挥官必不可能是个莽夫! Disclaimer: I aint own anything, and a mere 'translator' or 'editor' to show gems.

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Chapter 374: Simultaneous Operations

"Ah, Mr. Reno, are you working?" Mrs. Graven smiled as she looked at Renault, wearing safety goggles on his forehead and holding a welding torch in his hand.

"Kind of, but I'm done now. Just some minor repairs. You're looking great, by the way. So, what can I do for you?" Renault categorized his tools and then looked at Mrs. Graven on his phone.

M200 and RFB occasionally called Mrs. Graven to check in, so they hadn't become strangers despite not seeing each other for a while.

However, Mrs. Graven asking him directly was a first.

Since leaving the city before on a helicopter, Mrs. Graven appeared to have gone west. From what M200 usually chatted about with other dolls, it seemed she had gone to a coastal area to reopen a shipyard with the family's money.

After all, shipbuilding was their family's old business. Building warships was unlikely, as they hadn't done that in Nikolayev either; they only built cargo ships.

But he heard Mrs. Graven wanted to try something new this time, so she's preparing to build a cruise ship...

Renault never expected Mrs. Graven's ideas to be so eclectic, and more importantly, was there really a market for cruise ships these days?

But it was their own business; he had no say in it. Maybe she just had money to spare and was doing it for fun.

"There is indeed something. And it's a bit urgent. I'll get straight to the point. I had ordered a batch of prefabricated aluminum materials for ships from a company earlier, and the delivery was scheduled for mid-month. But unexpectedly, the company said their factory had been occupied by Sangvis Ferri. The prefabricated parts are now just sitting in the factory's warehouse."

"Want us to retrieve those things?"

"No, no, just help me confirm if the materials are still there. I'm worried Sangvis Ferri might have taken them to make new Sangvis Ferri dolls. But that's just incidental. What I really need you to bring back is collapse radiation detection equipment produced by another company."

These days, if a cruise ship didn't have this thing, passengers wouldn't dare to board as it was a matter of life and death.

Even though it was just detection equipment and couldn't protect against collapse radiation, it could at least let them know where there was collapse radiation in the vicinity, preventing them from accidentally plunging into death traps.

The other company over there had been cooperating with their family for a long time. The goods had already been made, and the payment had been sent over. But now, Sangvis Ferri suddenly took over that area.

It was really an undeserved calamity. Who could have imagined Sangvis Ferri would drive away all the local residents? Although it wasn't Sangvis Ferri who actively drove them away, who would dare to stay put and face the Sangvis Ferri army of dolls?

"That's easy. If the stuff isn't too heavy, we can leave now. I've been worried about not getting any commissions lately."

"Well, that's perfect. If the stuff has been destroyed, it doesn't matter. Their company has specific data. With that, we can find another manufacturer to produce them. Anyway, I'm counting on you, Renault. The reward after this is done won't disappoint you." Hearing Renault's quick agreement, Mrs. Graven smiled.

Renault never procrastinated; he was always efficient, and he never failed. Once he agreed to something, it was as good as done.

"Alright, message received. You two chat. I'll take my people out first." After seeing the information on his phone, Renault nodded and waved to M200, then left with his tools.

"M200, aren't you going on the mission with them?" Mrs. Graven asked somewhat strangely, seeing that M200 didn't seem to be following.

Although she often talked to M200 on the phone, she hadn't asked about mission-related matters before.

"Well, Commander didn't call me, so he probably wants to bring other people. Besides, we still have plenty of manpower at home."

"Plenty? Where did Renault find those girls?" Mrs. Graven raised her eyebrows at M200's words.

"Well, you can't exactly say he found them... he just picked them up while those dolls couldn't move."

"Oh? Is that so? And how many more does Renault have under his wing now compared to when he was in that city?"

"Ten? Probably... and there's also a bunch of Sangvis' Ripper and Vespids. The Vespids were just brought back not long ago..."

Sangvis...? That Renault, he really has no scruples. Does he even want Sangvis Ferri's dolls?

This was probably what they meant by "boldness comes with skill".

...

"If all the dolls are gathered together... Kalina, does the military have any specific requirements for assistance?"

"No, but they suggest it's best not to have fewer than a squad. All we need to do is provide attack coordinates for the military's heavy firepower at close range." Kalina looked at her record board.

"Tsk! Isn't that just a death sentence for my dolls?"

Providing attack coordinates for the military's heavy weapons, she didn't believe the military would stop firing because of doll casualties once they got the coordinates.

"It's fine, Commander. We'll report the coordinates and immediately retreat. There's no need to worry." Seeing Gentiane's displeasure, M1911 spoke up to reassure her.

Their dolls were quite mobile, so as long as they reported the coordinates to the military and retreated immediately, they wouldn't be affected by the military's attacks.

"Alright, that's how it has to be. M1911, you and Thompson lead the team."

"Understood. But Commander, what about the AR Team?"

Upon hearing this, Gentiane pondered for a moment. "It's okay, it won't affect them. Let G36's team go now. If all goes well, they should be done in less than two hours."

"But then, won't the base's defense be weakened?"

"Don't worry, G36's team is just going to find and support AR Team members. M4 has already talked to them, and everything's fine over there. It shouldn't take them long to come back. After all, the commanders of the two adjacent areas haven't lifted the blockade on Sangvis Ferri's main force yet."

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