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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 282: It's All Your Fault!

In reality, the S09 territory had a commander before, and Gentiane's base in the jurisdiction wasn't the original one, but rather in a place closer to the front line.

The main defensive positions on both sides of the S09 territory were the areas previously managed by the former S09 territory commander.

However, after that commander left, the two commanders on both sides had to step up.

Otherwise, if Sangvis's droids penetrated deep into the S09 territory, their jurisdiction would also suffer.

Due to Sangvis's relentless attacks, Griffin had effectively cleared out many employees who were fundamentally incapable of serving as tactical commanders. Even though Griffin had raised its recruitment standards considerably, it still managed to raise the industry average.

Unfortunately, there were always some clueless individuals who thought being a tactical commander for Griffin was an easy job.

But to be precise, this wasn't entirely wrong; among Griffin, tactical commanders were indeed one of the most lucrative positions.

Whether it was logistical or ammunition supply for T-Dolls, as long as they found a way, they could always skim off a significant amount of money. This was in addition to the special subsidies and mission rewards given by Griffin for commanders and their jurisdictions.

It was a very lucrative deal.

If the pay wasn't substantial, why would so many people eagerly want to become a tactical commander for G&K?

As for those truly attracted by Griffin's propaganda and lofty goals? Don't joke, out of a thousand people, having one or two was already good, and even those one or two might not pass Griffin's assessment.

Most of them were just after the money.

Speaking of which, Gentiane ultimately couldn't withstand Kalina's nagging and stayed obediently in the command room.

However, she didn't take off her bulletproof vest and equipment; she just sat in front of the Control Console with her gun, giving orders to her five T-Dolls through the Command System.

Originally, she intended to send out all the T-Dolls. After all, despite being newbies, Papasha and FN-49, as well as MG3, had at least gone through the recruitment assessment with her. While their mission experience wasn't extensive, they had at least some, and they had also spent a few days training in Renault's training room later.

Their combat efficiency and performance were definitely much better than her three underlings, M1911 included.

With three experienced T-Dolls leading three newbies, it was a one-on-one teaching situation, ensuring that these three complete newbies could transform into seasoned veterans in the shortest possible time.

"If only we had a virtual training system here..." Gentiane sighed unconsciously as she watched Papasha and the others, represented by symbols on the command system, approach the train station where the train was about to stop.

"Well, that's probably not possible. After all, Mr. Renault's training device always feels a bit abnormal..." FN-49, who stayed behind to guard the base instead of joining Papasha on the mission, heard Gentiane's words and scratched her cheek, murmuring softly.

Griffin Headquarters also had virtual training devices, but those devices could only be used by T-Dolls, and most of the training scenarios were preset data. With enough effort, one could always find a way to pass them.

But Renault's training device was different. Not only could Gentiane, a living person, enter the training device along with these T-Dolls, but the scenarios inside were even scenes from a century ago.

This was much more magnificent than Griffin's training devices. The scale of battles alone couldn't be compared to Griffin's virtual training devices.

Just thinking about the miserable scene a few days ago when she was swept down like a target by machine guns while standing in the LCV(P) landing craft, FN-49 looked at Gentiane with a resentful gaze.

She hoped Gentiane wouldn't bring over Renault's virtual taining device. However, she also worried that she might become a burden to Gentiane because, after all, she was just an ordinary low-level tactical T-Doll and couldn't compare to those high-level ones in terms of skills.

Feeling unwilling but knowing that she couldn't defeat high-level tactical T-Dolls with experience and skills alone, FN-49's mood was so conflicted at the moment.

While she was struggling with her emotions, Papasha and the other four, who had already set off, could now see the Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing train stopped at the platform in the distance.

Behind the heavily armored locomotive, there was a long string of freight cars. However, due to their current position, they couldn't see any SF Dolls.

But if there were Sangvis Units... Papasha couldn't imagine how many SF-Dolls could fit in so many freight cars. Each freight car was at least sixteen meters long and about three meters wide. If these were filled with Sangvis automatons or droids...

A single freight car could easily accommodate hundreds of Sangvis Dolls. If it were replaced by Manticores, it would be even more overwhelming... In any case, with just the five of them, the odds of success seemed slim.

"Don't get too close, observe the situation from a distance, and confirm the situation of the train station and the train first."

Just as Papasha was squinting at the train, she suddenly heard Gentiane's voice coming through the communication system.

"Um, okay, but our visual systems aren't that good. It might be difficult to see clearly from such a distance." Hearing this, Papasha glanced back at MG3, who shrugged helplessly.

Hearing Papasha's words, Gentiane suddenly felt like she had eaten a dead fly. This situation wasn't supposed to happen.

After all, she still had FN-49, and if it weren't for Kalina insisting on leaving one T-Doll behind, she wouldn't have thought twice about leaving FN-49 behind. Now, where did this come from?

Although FN-49 wasn't a high-level T-Doll, her engraving weapon was a rifle, and IOP would enhance each type of T-Doll specifically. For most rifle-type T-Dolls, their visual systems were much better than other types of tactical T-Dolls.

Facing Gentiane's murderous gaze, Kalina stiffly forced a smile and took two steps back... It would be better not to meddle next time they went into battle. Gentiane always felt a bit off...

"In any case, observe the situation from a distance now, see what you can see, and prioritize your safety above all else. If possible, try not to engage with Sangvis." Retrieving her death stare from Kalina, Gentiane said solemnly to Papasha.

Wanting to engage in combat with Sangvis's entire train of units with just five Tactical Dolls...

That was purely suicidal. It was like moths to a flame or eggs against a stone. Those weren't opponents she could handle.

"Understood."

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