Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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The other person shook their head and took a sip of their Wyoming whiskey.

"No, if there are several ways to achieve a goal, then naturally the shortest distance between two points is a straight line."

...It seems she herself has no objection to this more "efficient" method.

"But I need to make that clear beforehand."

The conversation shifted abruptly, and Mrs. Grey's eyes sharpened.

MDR was about to laugh, but stopped in his tracks because of the other person's reaction.

"Don't tarnish the company's reputation. If something goes wrong in this area, the commander's entire plan will be ruined."

......

"...If all else fails, we'll personally oversee the drug handover process."

AK12 cold channel.

The MDR plan is bound to come with risks, but if successful, it will be several times more efficient than waiting for government promotion.

That means we need to ensure there are no problems with the handover, which also depends on the other partner's attitude...

RPK came up from the first floor carrying two bottles of rum: "When's the handover time?"

"If it is decided to proceed, then it will be at 11 p.m. tomorrow night, in Vickers Lane 3 near the mouth of the Hudson River."

MDR glanced at the tablet, his tone no longer as cheerful as before.

Upon confirming the news, Mrs. Grey stood up from her seat and glanced at the girls in the living room.

"Tomorrow night, the Rebellion Squad and I will personally take over. The rest of you will block all the entrances and exits of the alley, so that neither dogs nor cats can get through."

AN94 raised Jia En's hand: "So the plan is finalized, right? It's decided to use family connections to circulate the drugs ahead of time?"

"Yes, if the other party's partner doesn't cooperate, kill everyone who witnessed the handover process. No one should be left alive. Then call the police and make it look like the police intercepted them. If they ask about it again, say that an accident happened during the transaction and cut off contact for a short period of time."

Mrs. Grey has already presented the framework of the plan; all that's left is to execute it on-site.

Whether it will succeed or not is still uncertain, but at least there will be no failure. At least the outcome will not have any impact on their corporate reputation, because no one but them can see the actual situation on site.

"In addition, the remaining personnel will patrol within 500 meters of the handover area, sniping humanoids to find advantageous positions, and paying attention to the vehicles that all handover personnel get into after getting off. Their drivers are very likely not to participate in the handover themselves. If their people do not come out of the alley within the specified time, they may leave directly. So... if an accident occurs during the handover, the others will look for opportunities to kill the driver and not let him go back alive."

Mrs. Grey pushed up her glasses, finding it hard to reconcile her profession, appearance, and words.

"The electronic warfare androids maintain constant control over the surrounding area, and can directly paralyze all communication equipment in the vicinity if necessary." (Don't ask me about the principles, Dog Bro taught me, okay?)

The execution process was already clear, so there was no need for MDR to explain it further. He casually sat down on the sofa.

"To be honest, I don't think there's a high chance of things escalating into a major conflict. After all, this is how they make a living. In business, harmony is paramount. Both sides can benefit and improve their relationship, so there's absolutely no downside... But it's always good to have a backup plan."

"After all, we can't imagine what crazy ideas these rats might come up with next."

......

When they took this step, they were truly walking into a stinking ditch. However, Luo Fan hadn't expected that this move by the girls would advance his plan by several weeks...

I clearly told them in the note to behave themselves and not cause any trouble during this period, but they ended up causing a huge mess.

This step indirectly accelerates the turning of the gears, and even the entire international situation will be affected by it.

Meanwhile, the person who should be at the eye of the storm is currently enjoying a romantic getaway on the other side of the ocean, a thousand meters away...

A single move can have far-reaching consequences. Once he returns to his original position, everything will resume normal operation, long-buried conflicts will resurface, and the fuse of the gunpowder will be lit...

......

"Did you ever imagine it would come to this...?"

"No, nobody else has it, but is this what we deserve?"

"I dare not say..."

Meeting on April 415th

New York, a breeding ground for crime, where countless illegal transactions and injuries unfold silently in the streets and alleys every night. If each city is the organ of a nation, then these crimes are the filthy blood flowing in its veins, which can never be completely eliminated. The harder you squeeze, the more shocking the clots and grime deep inside become.

At the same time, these impurities also draw sustenance from these organs, and unlike the organs themselves, these organs sometimes even thrive by relying on the benefits brought by these impurities...

Therefore, try not to stick your head into these dark corners at night; do not look at or listen to anything indecent.

That night, five women stepped out of a black sedan. Four of them were dressed in black men's suits, while the one in front was a mature woman in a black overcoat and raccoon fur. Judging from their attire, they were probably wealthy people who were about to enter a high-end place. However, they simply lowered their heads and walked into an inconspicuous dark alley.

Among the women in suits, the one wearing glasses was carrying two briefcases. There's no need to guess what they were about to do; passersby should refrain from unnecessary curiosity or speculation...

"As per the procedure, we arrived at the designated location ten minutes ahead of schedule, but the target has not yet appeared."

The white-haired woman leading the group whispered a few words into her earpiece, describing all the current information to the person on the other end.

In the darkness, the reflection from her glasses shifted with the angle of her face, and a chill crept up from the pool of red wine and dirty water at her feet...

"Roger that, Mrs. Grey. Please remain vigilant. The AR team has arrived at the designated alleyway and is on surveillance."

"Understood, M4. Be careful not to arouse suspicion in others."

The girls' plan has already begun, and they have arrived at the designated handover point ahead of their target partners.

The Rebellion Squad accompanied Mrs. Grey to the transaction, and they changed into the suits they had worn before. It was a "formal occasion" and they naturally had to dress appropriately to show their sincerity.

The others changed into their civilian clothes and blocked the entrances to the alleys, constantly warning anyone who wanted to enter. The sniper dolls also took their positions, bringing the entire ring road into their field of vision and attack range.

Meanwhile, the Ironblood Works were enjoying the night breeze by the Hudson River while carrying out their assigned guard duties.

As the planners had said, there could be no mistakes. If an accident occurred, no one other than them could walk out alive. Each of the girls was a free agent to ensure that the situation would not happen.

“Executioner, you’d better drink less. We’re on a mission. Don’t let Griffin’s men look down on us.”

The metrologist leaned against the river railing with her arms crossed and a stern expression on her face. Even though the mission had not yet begun, she remained highly vigilant.

The executioner, as usual, laughed and said, "Let's not talk about the M16. She's both Griffin's and Ironblood's. And what about that AK Alpha? Believe it or not, she's drinking right now, and she might be drinking even more than me. Relax. Most of the people are involved this time. If something goes wrong, who can escape from us?"

"Ugh......"

The surveyor didn't want to say anything more, because just now, the executioner who came back from the convenience store also had two cans of beer, and threw one of them to the architect. Now, the three of them were leaning against the railing and drinking together.

"Ah!"

A few hundred meters away, Alfa, sitting in his car, sneezed and almost sprayed the alcohol he was drinking onto the steering wheel...

"Who's thinking about me... Commander?"

She shook her head, then threw the empty can into a roadside trash can and opened another one.

......

"Sister 16, when did you start smoking?"

At the alley entrance, the AR team, dressed in their plainclothes, leaned against the wall, pretending to be unemployed people wandering the red-light district, while M16's actions seemed a bit... into character.

She exhaled a smoke ring and said in a deep voice, "I've had some recently. After all, I'm about to become the second-in-command, so I'm getting used to the role in advance."

No one answered; they all knew what M16 referred to as the second-in-command.

Thomson's second-in-command...

Tonight is the first step; M16 seems to have begun to adapt to the role it's supposed to play.

The girls in the neighborhood are generally quite relaxed, but tonight's main characters are a different story...

The rebellious squad still wore their masks. If possible, they preferred not to reveal their appearance, since there was always the possibility of theft.

AK15 even had a sharpened iron chain that he somehow acquired, which he wrapped around his right hand and fiddled with from time to time, constantly radiating a threatening aura.

"That's what she told me about the 'new toy' that SOP II gave me. Although it doesn't have any sophisticated parts, it's still quite good as a threatening prop."

AK15 said this to her teammates.

AK12 couldn't help but chuckle twice, and the mask effectively concealed RPK's expression. Only AN94 remained diligently standing beside Mrs. Grey, carrying two briefcases.

Mrs. Grey glanced down at her watch; it was 11:58 pm.

“Almost…”

She murmured softly, looking at the pitch-black alleyway before her.

At the other end of the alley, several women dressed in casual clothes stood by the alley entrance, fiddling with their phones or lollipops. Not long after, several strangers in suits walked past them and headed toward Mrs. Grey's area.

......

"This is Team 404, UMP45. A suspected target has entered Vickers Lane 3. Please be on high alert."

"Received, we have seen it."

The moment UMP45 sent out the notification, the girls in the neighborhood stopped their entertainment and officially entered mission mode, while the members of the Rebellion Squad also switched positions and stood behind Mrs. Grey.

The lady's eyes were full of confidence and composure, and her hands in her pockets suggested that she was in complete control of the meeting.

They've shown their utmost sincerity; it all depends on the other party's attitude towards the transaction. If their attitude is poor, the way it ends will be rather unpleasant...

AK15 grabbed the chain, hid it behind his back, and coldly watched the strangers who were still dozens of meters away from him.

They didn't seem very worried; it looked like they had done this kind of work many times before.

......

"good evening."

416 Deal Breaks Down

Switching to a business-like smile, Mrs. Grey took the initiative to greet the other party.

“Target license plate number: 'NEW YORK-FBR 1451 EMPIRE STATE'. Snipers and squads located around the vehicle, please be on alert.”

The WA2000's report came through the headphones, but it didn't affect Mrs. Gray's expression.

"There are two vehicles. The second one has the same prefix, FBR--1771. It is located 500 meters north of the first vehicle in the city. Please send a small team to approach the vehicle's location immediately."

"Received. The Dark Tide Squad is approaching the area where the vehicle is located. Please report the exact location or any landmark."

At this moment, Viktor's reply and footsteps could be heard, and the others had begun to block the target's return path.

"The landmarks near the vehicle are... the Charluffy nightclub and Exit 5 of the Wall Street Loop subway station."

"receive."

"The drone has taken off and will soon begin aerial surveillance of the target vehicle."

The net has been cast; whether the fish can escape safely depends entirely on how they handle it...

Returning our attention to the transaction site, several men in suits had already approached Mrs. Gray.

"Fishing gear brand?"

Instead of responding to Mrs. Grey's greeting immediately, the other party asked a strange question.

"Of course, I'd choose Old Mukes Fishing Tackle Shop on the corner. Old Mukes and his son make the best fishing lines."

Mrs. Grey answered the question with a smile.

......

Several men in suits nodded and took a few more steps closer to Mrs. Grey.

"The code is correct. Good evening, madam."

This time it's certain that both of them have met the person they were looking for.

Mrs. Gray nodded: "Before delivery, I'd like to clarify whether our drugs can enter the market through legitimate channels, how the drug regulatory agency will handle them, and what our revenue share will be after taxes?"

The woman pushed up her glasses, and silently gripped a hard object with her other hand, which was in her pocket.

The coat was thick and the pockets were deep enough that the other person didn't notice her little movements.

AK12 also turned on the miniature camera on its chest and began recording the scene in front of it.

The man in the suit from the territory said in a low voice, "Yes, if your drugs are legitimate, they can enter the market through legitimate channels. After a simple drug test, they can be registered and pre-sold through Rite Aid. Then they can slowly enter other pharmacies. Similarly, as long as your drugs are safe and don't make anyone sick, they will turn a blind eye. As for the profit sharing... after deducting taxes, there is about 96% left. The rest will be split 70/30, with you getting 70% and us getting 30%."

Hmm~ I must say, this allocation is quite satisfactory, and it also ensures that their methods of entering the market are legitimate and will not be investigated by the drug regulatory authorities later.

Mrs. Grey waved her hand, and AN94 approached with two briefcases.

"The medicine and money are in the box, which includes your hard work fee and travel expenses as a token of our sincerity. However, I have one last question."

"Please speak, Madam."

The other person nodded slightly, not rushing to take the suitcase.

Her expression changed, and her voice was no longer as kind as before: "This drug was released relatively early and has not been subject to strict government supervision. Registering intellectual property rights will take some time. But after all, it is a new drug and the result of our hard work. We do not want the drug manufacturing process to be circulated for the time being. May I ask if you will conduct a full analysis of the drug's components after conducting a simple drug test?"