Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Alfred remained remarkably calm and nodded: "Oh? While I don't believe you can crack the encryption in a short time, I'd be happy to discuss this fascinating topic with you."

He slowly sat down and drank the ice-cold water in his glass.

Just like the day he received the order...

Where should we begin?

It's just a cliché disobedience.

Sitting at his desk, he maintained the 24/7 curfew, ensured smooth communication between medical units inside the city and outside the border, and carried out high-intensity rescue operations for refugees and defense work against infected individuals.

I have been transferred many times, moving back and forth between countless border posts and states. I have sat in solid wood chairs, leather sofas, office chairs, and even rocking chairs. For years, I have had the same simple work and simple life.

However, I always remember that I joined the army for the sake of the country and the people. The reason I did not choose to become a law enforcement officer is because I do not like pointing my gun at places inside the border.

673 Retired

But on that day I received the order to kill all those people sitting behind my wall, whose citizenship was despised, who were removed from the flag of fifty stars, who became potential risks, and whose truth was concealed. No one should know the tragic past behind that wall, because it was a concession made for the national interest, for a bigger game.

Like countless heroic tales, this goes against my original intention and is something I absolutely cannot accept.

When I first told my wife about the instructions, I was very happy that she supported my choice as always. Even though I couldn't leave Parkville and would forever lose the comfortable life I once had there, she had no complaints.

Because, like me, she has always loved this land, and we have always hoped to uphold the star on that flag that is named Kansas.

Even though this goes against my identity as a soldier, I firmly believe that my choice is the right one for my country and my people.

Otherwise, why would those who are barely surviving continue to support me, and why would those behind the scenes dare not make me famous?

......

"So, do you understand now? If you really do have a stance that is not necessarily aligned with the military, as you say, then you will understand the significance of what I am doing."

"I...understand."

M16 glanced sideways at Helian, her teeth clenched, her wavering expression evident.

The colonel made the right choice, but it went against orders and reality. Even so, he embarked on this path without complaint.

It's such a familiar scene. The girls can probably recall the old days when they were willing to sacrifice themselves for their pursuits, which is also a kind of romance.

Helian understood that she needed to think about what to do. Ange and Luo Fan had also overheard her conversation, and they must have some thoughts on it.

"Hey, Luo Fan, say something! We've already gone this far!"

In the earpiece, Anjie's voice was accompanied by bursts of short gunshots, the roars of zombies, and the screams of people, but Luo Fan, the commander-in-chief, remained silent, as if he had never participated in the hearing from the beginning.

"You're clearly online, why aren't you responding? Hey?!"

Anjie questioned loudly, but there was still no sound.

......

Jingle bells ~ jingle bells ~

An untimely cell phone rang, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. It was Alfred's phone, and when Alfred saw the name on the screen, he subconsciously frowned.

"Hey, Minister, what pointless topic do you want to discuss with me again?"

The phone was on speakerphone; I wonder if it was intentional.

"Ah, dear Salson, I'm so glad you still have this military-only contact number. I think you've received the photo I just sent you. How does it feel? Does it touch you at all?"

......

"RO, hack the photos from his recent chat history."

"Ok."

Helian secretly took out her phone, waiting for RO to send the photos. She thought it was a classic exchange of benefits, but the content of the photos made her pupils dilate wildly.

That was Palmer and her child, their hands bound, their hair disheveled, with marks on their necks, clearly indicating they had been put in sacks.

......

"You're trying to use my wife and children to threaten me?"

"No, no, no, this is also within the scope of discussion. We've just increased the stakes and raised the bet. I also hope that we can persuade you of your stubbornness through your family."

......

Alfred's lips twitched, but his tone remained calm: "Plandon Charles, my attitude toward the military will never change until the order to eliminate Parkville is lifted. I will not hand over that document to you."

"Is that so? What a pity. I was just trying to test your attitude. It seems there's been no change at all. Uh, let me make it clear that you lost your chance to return to your post three seconds ago."

Alfred took a deep breath, trying to appear less nervous. This time, the Secretary of Defense's attitude was noticeably different from before. What did that mean?

"I feel obligated to tell you that just now, a stranger provided us with the contents of that document, including information about our enemy. We now have everything we need, which means you have honorably retired from the military."

??? !!! ...

what?

boom!

The door was kicked open again. This time, it was Anjie and her team members. Anjie's face was full of rage, and she wished she could tear the person on the other end of the phone to pieces.

"What's the meaning?!"

"...I still have the notes on that document."

Alfred adjusted his tone again, hoping to maintain his dominant position.

"I'm sorry, it's been completely deleted too. You can check for yourself if you don't believe me. Otherwise, why would I call you, my old friend, to say these things?"

But the defense minister maintained only polite diplomatic language, clearly indicating that he had completely taken control of the situation...

"AR15, you...?"

SOP noticed that AR15 was acting strangely. For some reason, her expression of surprise froze on her face; they hadn't seen that expression on her face in a long time.

She dared not mention it at this moment; to gain absolute negotiating advantage, after obtaining the documents, she had completely deleted the backups, leaving nothing behind...

It's over...it's all over...

The phone fell to the ground, and Alfred felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He no longer had the strength to stand up and sat on the sofa, as if he had aged decades overnight.

"Oh, by the way, to those unfamiliar friends over there, thank you for your outstanding contributions to the White Eagle defense cause. You helped us eradicate a major scourge in Kansas. Now, you have fifteen minutes to evacuate from there. In fifteen minutes, the missiles will arrive and completely clear the entire safe zone. I hope our cooperation will become even more pleasant in the future."

......

The phone call ended, and the command room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No one dared to speak to the colonel anymore; they weren't sure if this counted as a betrayal.

【Click】

“I’m so sorry, Palmer…”

Anjie immediately realized something and rushed forward: "Wait!"

【boom】

......

......

After his discharge, he died in the line of duty. His absurd military career, however, was proof of his pursuit of his goals.

......

During military training

I've been busy with military training lately, so I probably won't have much time to write these next few days. I'll finish writing around Mid-Autumn Festival.

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674 Annihilation

PS: The music for "Elena & Lila" continues.

So it's no wonder Alfred realized their purpose immediately. Palmer was his wife; perhaps she had somehow informed them of their arrival when the rationing personnel came to her door, or perhaps she had some personal channels to relay the information...

They passed the route to Ange, who then entered the Gate of Rodin. Meanwhile, the military continued their investigation and, in a way unknown to the Ange, discovered the route. Alfred was originally a member of the military, so they must have known of Palmer's existence, hence their kidnapping. However, Palmer wasn't the final bargaining chip; in fact... the military obtained the documents before Palmer's kidnapping, meaning Palmer had no real value to them from the start...

After learning of the accident at his home, Palmer conveyed his message to them to leave, hoping to avoid conflict. SP9, also worried about being exposed, did not take the child with her and instead met up with Ange at another location...

Palmer is likely dead, and may have already been dealt with by the military in secret. Uploading the documents will render the military's order to eliminate him "non-existent," and public opinion will ultimately lead to the narrative that Alfred led a rebellion, seizing control of the quarantine zone and becoming a warlord.

The military has obtained decisive evidence that can definitively prove Umbrella's crimes and has eliminated all public opinion risks. In subsequent cooperation, they will be able to work with the military to take action against Umbrella.

But what's the difference between pressing that upload button and personally killing thousands of people in this safe zone...?

"Miss Helian?"

RO and SOP bent down, trying to check on the strong-willed female commander, but she was crouching on the ground, panting heavily.

"No, this isn't what we agreed on at the beginning..."

She muttered to herself, her expression filled with astonishment and self-reproach. The girls had never seen her with such an expression before, not even when Griffin was sidelined by the military. Back then, she was merely worried, but the wisdom in her eyes never faded.

......

Ange took a deep breath, then abruptly turned her gun: "Leon."

"what are you doing?"

"Can you explain this clearly?!"

Lyon's performance was not much calmer than Ange's; the shock of the facts far outweighed the joy of completing the mission.

"As a high-ranking military agent, how could you be completely unaware of the details of the mission documents?!"

“You think I have that level of authority?!” Leon walked toward Ange’s gun without the slightest fear: “From the very beginning, I have been active in the quarantine zone as a member of the special operations team. I have no right to know most of the details of the mission. If your people hadn’t successfully cracked the encryption, I wouldn’t even believe that the purpose of this mission was to resolve the military’s public opinion risks!”

Leon, who was supposed to be negotiating with Alfred, didn't even get a chance to say a word. He could only watch as the other man pulled the trigger against his temple. Moreover, the truth he learned from this was completely different from what they had known before the operation.

“Let’s retreat first,” M16 patted Helian on the shoulder. “We can discuss the details after we leave. Now is not the time to talk.”

The girls had no objections. Even though Helian hesitated, she understood the situation and silently raised her arm, signaling everyone to move.

The safe zone was in complete chaos. Night demons and all sorts of zombies poured into the safe zone, and the group wandered through the alleys trying to avoid fighting as much as possible, searching for the route they had taken.

"This is TAC50. Please follow Maple Leaf. She will plan a safe route for you."

Maple Leaf refers to the drone operated by TAC50's prosthetic eye. After confirming the route from a high altitude, it returns to the group and continues to guide the route.

"Don't throw flares, and don't let the military notice where you're going!"

Only a small number of Night Demons noticed the girls' presence and dealt with them without any pressure, while Leon could only be protected in the center of the group. After all, no matter how unhappy they were, he was one of their only two ways to contact the military, and they couldn't just die so easily.

As for his influence on the Resident Evil IP... who cares? Only Luo Fan understands why he needs to protect these bastards from the military; they'll have plenty of questions to ask later...

【boom】

The surrounding buildings exploded violently, and a large amount of debris collapsed on the nearby streets, but fortunately, it did not affect the girls' route...

"This is Luo Fan," a familiar, slightly hoarse voice rang out again, accompanied by the sounds of gunfire from outside the city: "The ship girls' air raid began ten seconds ago. We are under a large-scale attack from Umbrella outside the city. The military is setting up a defensive line. We are evacuating to Safe Zone 34 in the East District. The ship girls' air raid is intended to escalate tensions and provoke incidents. A large number of rain clouds have been detected and will arrive in five minutes, at which time the air raid will end."

"Understood. We have reached the sewer entrance and are preparing to evacuate."

As Ange answered, the executioner lifted the manhole cover, and the girls jumped in one after another. This time, there would be no military personnel waiting for them below.

But Lyon stopped at the sewer opening.

"What are you doing? Get out of here! Are you just going to wait to die up there?!"

But Leon looked around in alarm, and only after confirming that there was no one nearby did he lean down and say, "I received orders to assemble near the border area, so I can't come with you."

After saying that, he threw down a black cell phone: "You should be able to take care of the GPS and other eavesdropping functions inside. My daily contact information is in there. Use this to stay in touch. I have to go!"

With those last words, Leon hurriedly left, leaving Ange and Herrian staring at each other in bewilderment.

"We can't control him anymore, let's get out of here."

"Ah."

Bombs rained down from above, and the safe zone, which was brightly lit just twenty minutes ago, was now a sea of ​​fire. Regardless of which side was involved, everyone was witnessing the fall of the last bastion of humanity.

This also means that in this pitch-black hell, no one can remain unscathed...

Only the ordinary people sitting in front of the television...

......

"Miss Yingque..."

"What's wrong, agent?"

"The next few months may be quite turbulent, so it's best to stay home as much as possible."