Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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The slow, deliberate tone was still incredibly irritating, but Luo Fan's face was as terrifying as a demon: "But, it was your side that fired the first shot, wasn't it?"

"As you know, this is to protect your privacy, so the soldiers don't know your identities, and accidental injuries are inevitable. However, one thing is true, as you think: everyone, perhaps we can no longer leave Kansas."

"..."

"Umbrella has shown us a greater sincerity in cooperation. The White Eagle's defense business still needs the support of such an emerging technology. I must say, my friend, the contents of those documents are indeed very attractive."

"So that's how it is. This is the White Eagle, isn't it?"

"Yes, my friend, thank you for your contributions to the defense of the White Eagle. I hope our cooperation can end here. Goodbye."

【despair】

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The call ended, and he was then left behind in the ruins.

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No one asked anymore; it was no longer necessary. We all knew what this meant. No matter how lofty the ideal, it ultimately failed under the interests of the nation. We thought that between the safety of civilization and the hegemony of the individual, we would choose the former. But we never expected that even our own people would be part of the sacrifice.

Even they are...

All efforts were in vain, all the games were lost because of this one wrong move, and in the isolation zone that denied humanity, it was ultimately defeated by humanity.

Luo Fan slowly got up, picked up his weapon, and silently walked into the rain. All he could do now was struggle, and the rest was up to luck. If there was even a sliver of hope, maybe they could still return to their home alive.

Even now, this hope seems far too slim...

The girls followed silently, never regretting their decision, even now. Their ideals had been shattered, so the only thing they needed to protect now was their last piece of pure land...

Perhaps there is no longer any pure land to speak of; it has long been part of this filthy quagmire.

It seemed all other sounds were gone, only the torrential rain and the incessant screeching of the A10. The symphony of hell had begun for them. Now, the White Eagle should pray they wouldn't have the chance to return alive, or they would regret the terrible legacy they had left behind...

Is this the end for idealists? Even an idealist who's willing to do anything...?

Anjie, I've ended up following in your footsteps...

He turned his head to look at the battle-hardened female commander beside him. She now seemed to have a similar look in her eyes to his, but still retained that last vestige of... the ideal he had never hoped for...

716 Goodbye, Commander

If I had to admit any regrets, there were a few times. If I hadn't decided to get involved in the biohazard crisis in the first place, if I hadn't clashed with Umbrella in the first place, or even if I had stopped completely when I could, before the situation escalated to the point of military involvement, would the outcome have been better? Would the girls and I have been spared from ending up in this predicament?

But Luo Fan can't and won't show these emotions now. They have no way out. All they can do now is struggle to escape this dead end.

There were no more commands or words, only endless gunfire, screams, explosions, and rain. Pure and filthy blood overflowed the entire block with the heavy rain. This was the painful casualties paid by the military in their annihilation efforts, and it was also the last strange sight left behind by Luo Fan and the girls before they fell into hell.

Most of the ship girls were still unable to rejoin their units. Their once-proud defensive capabilities were now somewhat weakened, unable to get close to Lovan and thus unable to protect her. In addition, due to the limitations of their physical bodies, they were almost useless against the constant air raids and falling debris.

Eleanor unfurled her scythe, piercing the Night Demon from below before slamming it to the ground and crushing its head. Without a moment's hesitation, she continued to lead the way. The alchemist and executioner, both melee-specialized humanoids, braved the barrage of gunfire to break through the encirclement without hesitation or fear. The others followed closely behind, dodging falling rubble to ensure they didn't fall behind while keeping up with the group.

"Uh!"

"Damn it, Alpha has been hit!"

Everyone stopped immediately to check the situation. As Negev had said, Alpha had a huge gash in his chest, probably from a sniper rifle. Although it wouldn't cause him to lose his ability to function, it would still have a significant impact on his performance.

"I...I'm fine, the core isn't damaged..."

She tried to sit up again, but her body was unsteady, so M4 quickly helped her up from the other side.

Luo Fan simply nodded, then looked ahead: "Executioner, Alchemist, Eleanor, continue the breakout. Alpha, stay behind the Judge with the wounded." He then gently stroked the forehead of the petite girl beside him: "Protect them, okay?"

"Leave it to me."

Alpha then temporarily disengaged from the battle, protected by the Judge's positional shield. The group continued to advance, seemingly at a rapid pace, but it still felt too slow—far too slow—to the point that they couldn't even escape the relentless pursuit of the military from all sides...

The number of wounded gradually increased as their pace slowed, and more and more people needed care, making their movements increasingly difficult. The A-10s patrolled the area several times, each strike more precise than the last. They seemed to have pinpointed the location of everyone. Tragically, even the girls, who were experts in electronic warfare, were helpless against these aerial swarms. They had no access to the relevant networks, no suitable signal transmitters, and couldn't even jam the instruments. If they had used the so-called EMP, the fighter jets might have only experienced a slight turbulence, but they would have been nearly paralyzed.

They are living beings, yet now they are more like machines. Sacrifice without fear is not sacrifice, mating without passion is merely conception, and a mission without achievement is just an instruction from DNA and underlying logic. This cold, machine-like world has no baseness or greatness; it can only exhaust all efforts to run the program of "escape."

After defeating Umbrella, Lovando wanted to sit on the rooftop of the bar with the girls, proudly proclaiming that they were heroes who had saved the world, nameless martyrs who had liberated countries from bioterrorism, and the masterminds behind the world's most advanced electronic and biological technology companies.

However, as things stand now, we realize... in this meaningless and dirty game, we are neither the only ones, nor the chosen ones, nor are we truly free. We simply see further, think more, do more, and live longer...

The next air raid arrived, almost parallel to their position, and was about to hit...

“Get out of the way!!!”

There was no time to coordinate their directions, so everyone swerved to avoid the danger in their own immediate vicinity. A mere split second could mean the difference between life and death.

After a round of ground-penetrating attacks, there were further rocket strikes, but the angle of the rockets deviated during the ascent, causing them to hit the building. After multiple rounds of attacks, the building finally lost its load-bearing capacity and began to collapse...

Just in the direction Ange and Helian ran...

Oops!

Luo Fan subconsciously reached out his hand, but just before he could shout, the magnificent building collapsed in front of him, the huge impact and dust overturning it.

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When they came to their senses again, only a few people remained around them. They were still struggling to get up from the ground. Sirius and Dido seemed to have run to the other side; otherwise, they would definitely have come back...

"Angie, Helian! AK12! M4!"

He shouted at the other side of the ruins, but no one responded, or if there was a response, his voice was drowned out by the belated roar and explosions.

The disheveled man walked towards the ruins in a daze, but after only a few steps, someone pulled him back from behind.

"Commander, AK12 and the others are fine, and all the wounded are safe. Let's leave from another direction!"

AN94 was right beside him, her eyes filled with both anxiety and sadness. Luo Fan stared at her blankly, as if something had captivated him.

"..."

His clenched teeth seemed to indicate that he understood something, and his bloodshot eyes were brimming with tears, which he quickly wiped away. He gripped the gun tightly and continued to retreat in another direction with the girls beside him.

Now, they are separated from their group and unable to regroup. The ruins block their path, and there may be more enemies in the unexplored areas. Every step they take is potentially dangerous, but they have no other choice.

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"Commander, where is the commander?!"

On the other side of the ruins, some of the ship girls successfully reunited with Ange and the others. Taihou, with red eyes, frantically asked her teammates what was happening in front of her. But Luo Fan was nowhere to be seen.

"Why, why isn't the commander here? Where is the commander? You failed to protect him?!"

"Uh... he's on the other side of the ruins, and he's alive and well!"

Anjie was also somewhat annoyed, and her answer was not friendly. But the moment the answer came out, she saw two figures, one in red and one in white, quickly step into the ruins after the smoke and dust, break through the wall and rush in.

"Haa, haa... Commander, Commander!!!"

Taihou shouted anxiously, then disregarded her image and rushed into the ruins. No one could stop her in time, nor could they. She was a ship girl, and also a demon who could not maintain her rationality when Luo Fan was in trouble. No one dared to face her blood-red eyes at this moment.

"...Let's go, I believe they'll be alright."

Now, Ange can only offer this consolation: a ship shouldn't be in any danger under these circumstances.

This round of attacks does not mean the end. Widespread explosions are still occurring. Those are missiles. They even used these things to take them out. Just how many complaints did Umbrella file with the military?

The nearby buildings continued to collapse, and the loud noises and vibrations constantly damaged Luo Fan's brain. He was on the verge of collapse, so much so that he didn't even notice the zombies in front of him while running and crashed straight into them.

"Damn it, I'll fucking go to hell!"

Unable to suppress his anger any longer, Luo Fan threw a punch, shattering the zombie's head. The reverse Kabbalah factor finally took effect at this moment, granting him power completely different from that of ordinary people.

But what's the use now?

Trapped in this net, with no way out, they gave everything, until they had nothing left.

Sweet lies have pushed him to the brink, leaving him only able to hide in the shadow of shattered vows...

He felt his consciousness gradually sinking, and looking up at the tragic scene of the raging fire on the battlefield, he even felt that the entrance to hell seemed to shine brightly at this moment.

Yes, it was indeed a beam of light, right in front of him, above the sky, where that human creation, beautiful as a shooting star, was falling towards him...

He was bewildered, angry, resentful, and driven to madness. All sorts of suffering and grievances welled up in his heart. How could he be willing to die here like this? Why must every idealist ultimately face such an end? Where exactly did they go wrong? Why did they go wrong? Was their approach wrong, or did the existing social system negate their approach?

Why abandon loved ones, hide one's identity, and wander around? To fall here and become food for the walking corpses.

But now, what can he possibly struggle for? Does he even have the strength to struggle anymore?!

5?2?6?6?5?2?2?5?1?

"Why???!!!!!"

He roared madly at the light, channeling all the suffering he had endured into a chilling scream. But in the end, it was too late to change anything. The shooting star would destroy his body, making it impossible for him to ever return to the home he longed for. His resentment overwhelmed his regret, and countless wicked thoughts filled his mind. Tragically, he was powerless to change the situation...

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"commander?"

"?"

Luo Fan looked up in a daze, only then realizing that the girl in front of him was someone he had never paid much attention to in the past, someone he wanted to cherish but often forgot about.

"Adeline...?"

"Yes, it's me..."

She seemed to have broken free from the constraints of "Nieto," smiling as she looked at the man before her, kneeling down and gently stroking Luo Fan's hands.

“I’m glad that the Commander has always remembered me and my name. I’m glad that as a low-ranking Nieto, I have achieved the goal of having a name that you remember.”

"I..."

Luo Fan didn't know how to answer. He felt his muscles stiffen and become numb. All the sweet words he had spoken in the past seemed to freeze with the flow of his blood. At this moment, he could only look at the girl in front of him, speechless.

"But it seems that it's a bit too late to say this, isn't it? It seems that you can no longer escape this fate."

She gently stroked Luo Fan's hands, smiling serenely, then raised her head again: "I actually hoped to talk to you more in the future. These are all things Sister Metis taught me, but now I feel... it's a bit too late, so I can only say these last words to you..."

"If you are still alive and can return home, go to the third floor, to my sister Eleanor's and my room. There is a bookshelf in the room, and on that bookshelf, find a black book called 'The Will.' Everything I want to say is in that book, and I hope you will have the opportunity to go back and read it slowly... Unfortunately, I haven't learned how to say these things to you in a more emotional way..."

Her left arm gradually unfolded, and a blue light gradually emerged from it. The name Lovan suddenly appeared; it was the field shield that every Nieto possessed.

But...but...if you can withstand a missile, even if it doesn't hit you directly, what are the chances of surviving?

"...?"

He was somewhat puzzled, but the words stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

But then, Adeline withdrew her hand, clasped it together, and then...

[Click]

She broke off her ring finger and handed it to Luo Fan.

The ring that symbolized the vow still shines brightly in this dark and hopeless hell...

"...?!"

"I hope you'll remember me in this way, Commander..."

She stood up and slowly pulled Luo Fan, whose legs had given way, to her feet. She didn't look like she was about to die, but rather like she was holding a grand wedding accompanied by shooting stars and fireworks.

The AN94, struggling to its feet, noticed the two people and the missile about to fall behind it, causing the cloud map to momentarily malfunction.

"don't want...!"

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Amidst the ringing in her ears, Adeline's cold, expressionless face, illuminated by the trailing smoke, appeared so pure and beautiful.

"Goodbye, Commander. If you can, please remember me..."

"Remember Adeline..."

After speaking, he gave a push...

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"Adeline! Adeline! Adeline!!!"

The incandescent light and explosion drowned out the man's hoarse roar and obscured his last vision. He only saw the girl turn around, raise her slender left hand, and hold the blue glow against the meteor's light...

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