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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 376: Unidentified Object

"Is it okay? Before we moved here, the usual reward for a commission was about this amount," SPAS-12 didn't feel anything special; there were quite a few commissions before they moved here.

And because of their strength, the employers wouldn't default on commission payments.

"Oh! I didn't expect commander to be wealthy!?" UMP9's eyes lit up as she looked at Renault.

"What wealthy person? If I were wealthy, would I need to rely on commissions to eat?"

With more and more T-Dolls in the house, feeding and providing them with pocket money every day, plus the expenses of going out for procurement, he hadn't saved much money.

It was only recently that the vertical farm and livestock farm had shown some progress; otherwise, the frequency of his outings for procurement would have increased several times.

"So are we going directly to the factory the employer mentioned?" Sitting in the pilot's seat of the aircraft, SPAS-12 put her weapons in a non-obstructive place behind the seat and asked Renault.

The information Renault had just sent over included Mrs. Graven's mention of the factory that produces collapse radiation detection equipment, as well as a nearby aluminum processing factory. Now that they were ready to depart, SPAS-12 naturally wanted to ask if Renault had any other plans.

"No, let's not go there first. Let's return to the previous city and find out the situation from the people at that company first."

"The company? Voula Optical Equipment? It doesn't sound like a well-known company. Could it just be a shell company?" UMP45 fastened her seatbelt, somewhat puzzled. She had never heard of such a company before.

"It doesn't have to be a well-known company. It's just a collapse radiation detector. Many factories can manufacture it. The technology for detection equipment has long been made public."

With the equipment, one could immediately manufacture detection equipment by finding the design diagrams online.

"Are you worried that the company is hiding something?"

"No, you're overthinking it. We're just going to get the keys or passwords to their warehouse. This company seems to have a good relationship with the Graven family, so there's no need to blow up their warehouse when moving things."

Blow up... Even if they didn't blow it up, there were other ways to open the door, right? Was Renault exaggerating like this?

HK416 pondered Renault's words with a strange expression, then, as if she had remembered something, she pulled out the commission information Renault had just sent over and took another look.

She hadn't paid attention to the factory area photos in the previous read-through.

Now... it turns out that the factory area ahead was not their destination; the thing behind that looked like a military fortress was their destination!?

Who uses a military fortress as a warehouse!?

After the surprise, HK416 suddenly felt Renault's actions were very necessary. Although she didn't know when that fortress-like place was built, or how sturdy it was, just the large chunks of concrete made her feel helpless.

This kind of old-fashioned military fortress was definitely not easy to blow up. Even with their aircraft, it was definitely impossible for them to do such a thing.

"Huh?" G11 sitting next to HK416 was about to find a comfortable position to nap against HK416's shoulder, but she noticed something dark moving outside the porthole of the aircraft...

Shh!

It was like the figure outside noticed G11's gaze through the porthole and quickly raised their hand, gesturing to G11 not to reveal their presence here.

"Commander, shall we take off now? I've been playing in the training simulator these days... cough, I mean, undergoing rigorous training!" SPAS-12 spoke, about to start the aircraft's engines.

But before she could finish speaking, Renault's hand chopped down on her head. "What about the pre-flight check?"

Although the aircraft had been maintained since their return, the pre-flight check before takeoff was still necessary.

It was one thing for Simonov to forget, but how could you who have undergone 'rigorous training,' forget?

How could you take off without checking when there's such a large unidentified object on the wing?

"Um, this, I'll check right away!" Seeing Renault's stern gaze, SPAS-12 immediately came to her senses and started the aircraft's self-diagnostic program.

As soon as the diagnostic program started, it immediately flashed a warning with red lights, simultaneously displaying a video of the figure crouched on the outer hull.

"Commander, there's Executioner on the wing." Before SPAS-12 could say anything awkward, G11 preemptively called out to Renault.

"Okay, I know, don't be awkward, open the hatch and let the person in."

Renault had already noticed Executioner approaching stealthily, it was just to test how well SPAS-12 had learned in the training simulator.

After all, she wasn't a professionally trained pilot who had undergone long-term training, and the training levels related to pre-flight checks were only in the most basic levels. It wasn't unreasonable for her to forget.

"Hurry up and come in." Seeing Executioner's complicated face at the hatch, Renault urged.

Hearing Renault's words, Executioner who had originally planned to turn and run, remembered their destination and reluctantly walked in.

With the unidentified object, Executioner, onboard, the aircraft's self-diagnostic program passed smoothly. SPAS-12 also breathed a sigh of relief and started the two engines.

Following the normal takeoff procedure, she lifted the aircraft into the air, then immediately turned and flew towards the city they had spent some time in before.

...

"Come on, sit down! Spin around for me to see!"

The obedient Dinergate, upon hearing the command, sat down neatly in front of Viktor. Then, its two chopstick-like legs cooperated with each other and, somewhat clumsily, started spinning around on the ground.

"Ahahaha! What a clever little fellow!"

Seeing the Dinergate obediently performing such a cute action as he instructed, Viktor immediately laughed and lifted the Dinergate up.

"Alright, alright, childish or not, you're not young anymore, why are you still so fond of these things?" Andrei, who had draped a towel over his bald head on the side, saw Viktor play with the Dinergate tirelessly and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Huh? Am I childish? Didn't you also keep a Vespid in your doghouse? Ha, I don't know who it was, but these past few days, someone has been inquiring about modifications for T-Dolls. Those natural rubber products are not cheap here." Viktor squinted, casting a sidelong glance at Andrei as he muttered.

"Cough... well..."

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