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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 49: Feelings Don't Matter!

"Are you feeling okay? Come here, let me check."

What's all this talk about? Was that binge eating episode just a prelude to a mental confusion? He was genuinely surprised by this strange behavior.

MDR didn't refuse and obediently walked over, allowing Reno to connect the cables.

But after this check...

Everything was normal.

What was this guy thinking?

"Your mind is fine. What did you want to ask?" Reno frowned, looking at the data on the detection system.

"Um..." Seeing Reno's serious expression, MDR scratched her cheek speechlessly.

"I just wanted to ask, am I going to work here from now on?"

"You could say that. If you're unwilling, I can help you reload the root protocols now." Griffin clearly wouldn't want a doll without root protocols. To return to Griffin, this step was necessary.

"No no no, I'm not unwilling, it's just... um... will there be a salary?" When she asked this question, MDR felt a bit apprehensive. Although Reno seemed nice with the dolls under his command, whether there was a salary... was the question.

Although Griffin didn't offer salaries either, they did provide internal points to dolls. Dolls could use these points to buy things from Griffin's logistics officers. As long as the logistics officers could obtain it, the dolls could buy it with points. Sometimes they could even exchange points for currency at a proportional rate and then buy things they liked on the street.

As for Reno's side... she had no idea what the situation was. Even if she joined, at least she should be told what the benefits were, right?

At the very least, she should be able to afford a phone. Although she couldn't access the anonymous forums of Griffin, there must be other networks within the Green Zone. Although the scale might be smaller, it didn't matter, because she didn't even have a phone now, let alone posting on the internet.

"Yes, what do you want to buy?"

Reno had indeed thought about the salary issue, but his funds weren't ample at the moment, and he hadn't carefully considered the specific amount. Anyway, as long as it wasn't too expensive for the dolls to buy, it didn't matter to him.

If the price was too high, then there was no point in wanting it.

"Um, a phone?"

"Buy one yourself tomorrow." After hesitating for a while, he thought this guy wanted to buy something more valuable.

Rolling her eyes at MDR, Reno moved an ammo box and sat down with him, then lay back, covering himself with a coat with grenades on it, and squinted for a while.

Nagant's repair time was still almost an hour away, so he could change P38's body after a nap.

Looking at MDR, who still hadn't rested, Reno put on his helmet and said in a muffled voice, "If you don't want to sleep, then go help Nagant and P38 find some clothes. We'll buy them new ones tomorrow."

During the day, M1 Garand and the others didn't think about buying new clothes when they went out, they were just focused on buying food, and they probably spent a lot of money, anyway. After all, Simonov bought a lot of alcohol.

Those alcoholic beverages were probably considered luxury items in this town, and the prices on the bottles were much higher than those of ingredients and snacks.

"Yeah yeah, got it." Waving her hand, MDR casually replied.

When she got out of the car earlier, she had already seen the scattered doll wreckage outside the gate, but finding two complete sets of clothes among these wreckage... well, it was a bit difficult.

Wow, these dolls were completely smashed!

Not looking, it's fine, but when you look, it's shocking. There wasn't a single doll on the ground that was basically intact. The clothes on the dolls either turned into fragments or became hole-filled outfits.

It seemed hopeless to rely on those colorful cloth pieces, so she could only rely on those hole-filled outfits. Hopefully, Nagant and P38 wouldn't mind... After all, they only needed to wear them for a short while...

...

Snap!

"What's this!? Ouch!" Nagant, who came out of the repair bay, stumbled as soon as she came out.

When she entered the repair bay just now, she was held by Reno and put in, so she didn't feel it then, but now that she was walking on her own, she immediately felt a huge difference.

Not only did her limbs feel heavier, but even lifting her legs required more effort, and her movements seemed to have become slower!

Most importantly...

"Why is it still so flat! Commander! Why isn't that thing over there installed on me!?"

It took me so much effort to find it!

Looking in the direction pointed by Nagant's finger, Reno twitched at the corner of his eye. He hadn't expected this thing to be part of the doll body either. After all, that thing that looked like a chest pad had already split into four pieces, and the internal bio-circuitry was damaged.

If it was installed on a doll, not only would there be no sensation or feeling, but other modules inside might also be damaged due to the broken parts.

Nagant's obsession was a bit too serious...

"Um, that thing is broken. You wouldn't feel it anyway, and you'd better put on clothes first." Reno, feeling a headache coming on, supported his forehead. He regretted giving this guy such a large doll frame.

A smaller size would have been more suitable for her.

"It doesn't matter if I don't feel it! I just need to see it!"

"Yeah yeah, so come put on your clothes first." Driving Nagant, who was still not very agile with her limbs, MDR walked into the changing room that had been pulled up earlier.

"P38, are you sure you don't need any changes? While the skin hasn't been attached yet, I can change your frame to a smaller size."

"No no, Commander, this body is fine! I have no problem with it!" P38, who had already been installed in the frame, quickly shook her head. She didn't have any other requests, after all, the commander had already installed those good speakers from before into the frame's vocal cords.

Seeing her, who looked like a skeleton but still shook her head like a young girl, Reno sighed and put his hand on P38, putting her in the repair bay.

And M1 Garand, who had just been sleeping, also got up. After all, Nagant shouted so loudly.

An hour later, even Simonov, who had been sleeping with her head covered, couldn't sleep anymore because of the clattering sounds in the warehouse.

The entire latter half of the night passed as Nagant and P38 continually adapted to their new bodies.

Reno didn't mind taking the time to adjust them himself, but there might be many occasions like this in the future, so practicing how to adapt to their new bodies now would be beneficial for them.

After all, the current bodies were all ordinary doll bodies made of ordinary materials. At this level, they were still somewhat inadequate.

"Alright, pack up your things. Today we'll go shopping together. If everything goes well, we'll leave this place by noon."

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