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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.

Bismarck_Imperia · 漫画同人
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Chapter 310: Utilizing the Zerg Creep

"This is probably an unforeseen disaster, but fortunately, this place is quite chaotic, and no one seems to notice what happened here,"

AK12, who closed her eyes, returned to her normal state once again, looking at the streets as they were when they arrived, feeling somewhat relaxed.

Walking on the road they came from, it seemed like the residents on both sides of the road hadn't heard the explosion that occurred deep in the civilian area earlier, as if such occurrences were commonplace to them.

Although this numbness made people sigh involuntarily, it was fortunate that due to this almost numb reaction, Renault and the others were spared from causing chaos in the entire civilian area.

"Probably, but there is still some useful information."

As they spoke, the group had already left the civilian area and returned to the normal area in the city.

Although it was just a street away, it gave people a strange feeling as if they had traveled through time.

"Useful information? Is it about Larry's whereabouts?"

"Of course not. Larry's location has already been confirmed. That idiot recorded all his movements. We can just go find him in the evening. The information I'm talking about is about those factions."

"Is it another faction? Similar to the one UMP40 and her team encountered on their first mission here?" Upon hearing the word "faction," G11 immediately recalled the mission UMP45 and her team executed when they first arrived here.

Although she didn't go herself, she heard from the dolls who went with them. However, it seemed that they didn't mention how vicious those faction members were. They only mentioned finding many useful supplies at the faction's base.

This indirectly led to G11, who had been playing games on the training simulator too much recently, immediately associating it with picking up a bunch of useful things.

Looking down at G11, Renault couldn't help but knock on her head with some annoyance, "What are you thinking about? Have you lost your mind?"

Seeing Renault once again engaging in incomprehensible interaction with his dolls, AK12 shrugged noncommittally.

When they returned to the airport, Renault originally thought his dolls would spend some more time outside, considering that it shouldn't be time for anyone to return yet. However, he didn't expect that not only had some of the dolls already returned, but even the items they needed to purchase were now stacked outside the helicopter cargo bay.

They just needed Renault or SPAS-12 to come back and open the cargo door to start loading.

"G3? Why didn't you stay out longer with the others?" Looking at G3 carefully checking each item on the cargo list, Renault asked somewhat puzzled.

"Oh? Commander! You're back! I've bought everything I wanted, so I came back first." Hearing Renault's voice, G3, who turned around, said excitedly, pointing to the things beside her as she spoke.

They all seemed to be kitchen utensils, as well as many ingredients and ingredients used in baking.

As for why she came back first... that was because she was worried that the workers responsible for transportation would see that those buying things were just dolls, so they might tamper with them during transportation. She had finally bought these baking equipment. She couldn't afford to make mistakes and lose them due to this negligence!

"Uh, that's pretty fast. If it's about checking things, I can handle it here. You take G11 and AK12 out for a stroll. Angelia and the others probably won't be back for a while."

"Yeah, okay. But Commander, be sure to handle these devices with care when transporting!"

Nodding, G3 also put down the cargo list in her hand. When she left with G11 and the others, she still felt a little worried and turned back to admonish Renault.

"Yeah yeah, I got it." Watching the figures of the dolls walking away, Renault sighed helplessly and looked at the baking equipment mentioned by G3.

Was this necessary? Wasn't baking just using an oven and some small tools? What was this big thing that looked taller than him? Did they really need such a big thing just to bake bread?

Looking somewhat depressed at the huge crate stacked at the back of the aircraft cabin, Renault looked around and wondered if G3 had spent some unjust money again.

Fortunately, G3 left the cargo list when she left, and the corresponding transport number was also posted on the box, so it would be easy to find out what was in the box.

"Fully automatic high-intelligence rotating oven - ultimate enhanced version?"

Looking at the long string of names on the cargo list, Renault's eyebrows furrowed directly.

"What is this thing?"

He knew what an oven was, like a high-temperature low-temperature oven and such, but those were all metallurgical equipment. Didn't G3 buy baking equipment?

Unable to figure out what it was, Renault flipped through the receipt attached to the cargo list, and immediately saw the price of this thing, with the most zeros at the end.

Five zeros at the end, and a six at the front. This baking equipment, which looked like a small house, cost as much as six months of G3's pocket money! Goodness! Was this thing so expensive!?

Since G3 came to him until now, it hadn't been two months yet, and it was probably from her small treasury she had saved at Griffin.

Of course, it was also possible that she borrowed money to buy it, but Renault felt that it was probably the money split from the procurement funds MDR brought out this time.

Of course, he couldn't feel sorry for it. He could afford this money, and most of the vegetables at home were already self-sufficient. Wheat was currently not available, so this time, they just bought some grains, rice, and noodles.

There were also some seasonings and other miscellaneous items, and the rest were all snacks and drinks for the dolls to satisfy their cravings.

Whether to buy something else depended on the ideas of the dolls when they arrived.

Anyway, Renault had no taboos, they could buy whatever they wanted, and if the cargo hold couldn't fit everything, they could still buy a container and hang it under the helicopter to take it back.

...

"Hey, did you get it?" Seeing Simonov walking over, A-91 shook the jug in her hand and looked around, asking.

"I got it! I got it! That NZ75 guy kept a tight watch, but is this thing alive!? It's been squirming in my palm since I grabbed it! Is it going to bite me!?"

Turning to the side, Simonov spread her hands in front of A-91.

In the palm of her hand was a deep purple fungus mat, but it had already bunched up into a ball at the moment, wriggling slightly as time passed.

"Hey! Why think so much! Hurry up! Put this thing into the wheat cultivation tank. Maybe by tomorrow, our wheat will be ripe!"

Seeing the thing in Simonov's hand, A-91 couldn't contain her excitement and urged her while speaking.

"Is it really that fast?"

"Of course! Didn't you see it yourself?"

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