Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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As longtime drinking buddies, M16 and the Executioner naturally understood each other's thoughts.

"Once you get used to it, other drinks aren't bad either, but I still prefer Jack Daniel's."

M16's tone was somewhat cold.

"Ugh, I don't like Jack Daniel's. I don't really like that oaky flavor."

The executioner picked up a bottle of gold rum and poured it into his wine glass.

"But it's limited to the oaky flavor of Jack Daniel's..."

Gold rum is also aged in oak barrels for three years, but its taste and flavor are quite different from those of Jack Daniel's.

Rum happens to be the executioner's favorite spirit, and she can accept either gold or dark rum.

Luo Fan chose a bottle of rosé wine and poured it into his stemmed glass.

"I'm human, and I'm currently on an empty stomach, so I won't drink anything too strong."

The man smiled, raised his glass, and gestured to the two ladies in front of him.

"Cheers."

"Bottom up."

Luo Fan and M16 spoke in unison, but their coordination didn't seem to be very good...

Then, the two laughed together and clinked their glasses together.

The executioner frowned as he watched the two clinking glasses, but he also clinked his own glass with theirs.

"Ugh, why make it so complicated? Just drink it and that's it."

The three wine glasses clinked together, producing a pleasant sound. The wine swirled and churned in the small space as the glasses collided, creating a delightful and refreshing atmosphere.

After clinking glasses, the three of them each drank the wine in their glasses.

"Phew, rum still tastes so good! Although I prefer vodka."

The executioner placed the wine glass on the table with an air of grandeur, a smile creeping onto his lips.

Lofan and M16 were calmer and poured more wine into their glasses.

How could I possibly only drink one cup?

This isn't just about showing respect for friendship...

The executioner then switched to a bottle of Irish whiskey and poured it into his glass.

It was still a strong liquor, but she wanted to try a different flavor.

And so, like three weathered old men, they poured more wine, clinked glasses again, and without a word, the liquid in their glasses spoke volumes about their life journeys...

131 Harlan

The three of them drank back and forth for half an hour, without showing any sign of stopping.

Luo Fan thought that drinking any more would upset his stomach, so he said goodbye to the executioner and M16, and then left the table.

He went back to the balcony, intending to rest for a while.

Mrs. Grey was still working on the balcony, but now there was a coffee pot and a coffee cup on the table.

And a box of sugar cubes.

Steaming hot coffee, with a rich and aromatic flavor, is the perfect complement to a cup of coffee while working.

Luo Fan didn't greet the other person, but instead leaned on the windowsill railing.

Mrs. Grey, of course, also noticed the presence of the newcomers.

Neither of them greeted the other, maintaining a peaceful atmosphere and not disturbing each other.

Mrs. Grey was busy negotiating the land and making detailed arrangements for fund transfers with the developers, while Lovan was thinking about other things.

What should they do next...?

Tonight, they must begin their second operation, which was planned long ago.

But the question is, is he really as much time as he thinks?

First came the drones, then the mysterious observers and similar signal frequencies—all signs pointed to someone watching them, but they couldn't confirm whether it was Umbrella or the White Eagle military.

Judging from the bodies of White Eagle Army soldiers in the hospital, the White Eagle government dispatched troops to deal with the situation immediately; otherwise, there wouldn't have been any indication of White Eagle military activity in Raccoon City.

And they are the third force caught between these two major powers...

Although the nuclear test was delayed by two weeks, did they really have a full two weeks to carry out their operation?

......

"Mrs. Grey?"

The man looked at the woman behind him who was still busy.

The woman was taking a sip of coffee when she noticed the man's question, so she put the coffee cup down as well.

"Is there a problem?"

Luo Fan's gaze turned serious: "Has the White Eagle military, or the government, taken any action recently? For example, have they come forward to clarify the truth or details of the Raccoon City incident?"

This is the key point: White Hawk's explanation of the Raccoon City incident, to a certain extent, determined their approach to resolving the incident.

Just like how you should mop the floor when it's dirty...

Mrs. Grey nodded: "Indeed, but their initial explanation was: 'An uncontrollable mob of violent protests...'"

Then it goes: 'An outbreak of an unknown, highly contagious disease has occurred, and Raccoon City has been locked down and quarantined...'

"Yeah......"

It seems the U.S. government intends to keep this a secret forever.

Then, two weeks later, they would explain that the situation was beyond their control, carry out the nuclear test, and appease the public and governments of various countries.

I have to say, the old white eagle.

They need two weeks to calm the public's emotions; they can't just nuke Raccoon City right after the incident.

They first need to convince their people of the government's power...

Then let the military search Raccoon City for intelligence and evidence... or destroy the evidence.

But Luo Fan is more inclined to believe the former.

The U.S. government shouldn't be that shameless.

However, these two weeks also gave Umbrella ample time to experiment, giving them more opportunities to test and evaluate their BOW.

......

Perhaps I can't stay in Raccoon City any longer.

They would have to try to leave after at most two nights...

At least they can't let the military become aware of their presence...

......

Lofan stopped talking to Mrs. Grey and leaned on the windowsill, looking serious.

An inexplicable low pressure began to spread...

After all, the current situation is indeed too vague. In terms of information, although he and the girls have extremely strong hacking skills, they are at a complete disadvantage in terms of information right now.

He's still unable to evaluate his current actions from a God's-eye view...

All he can do is try to avoid it as much as possible...

But just as Luo Fan was pondering, the woman behind him interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I must remind you..."

When Luo Fan looked back, Mrs. Grey's expression also became serious.

"what's up?"

"Just two days ago, Harlan in Turkey also experienced the 'biohazard' you mentioned..."

"what?!"

......

Why did Harlan also experience a virus outbreak?

One Raccoon City isn't enough?

But Mrs. Grey's words were not yet finished...

"The outbreak in Harlan is far more severe. Unlike Raccoon City in White Eagles, they don't have such advanced equipment and police force. In addition, Harlan is currently hosting a world-class sporting event. It can be said that Harlan has fallen in an instant, even more thoroughly than Raccoon City..."

"What about the quarantine measures? Have they been completed?"

Lofan was more concerned about this. If the quarantine measures weren't implemented properly and the virus spread to other areas, it would become very troublesome, even though Turkey was quite far from White Eagle...

But Haaland's outburst is probably partly related to Umbrella, and it just so happens to happen during the Games...

Mrs. Grey nodded, but her brows still showed no signs of relaxing: "It was done, but it was a bit late. Some cities around Harlan fell as well, and Turkey is now in complete chaos."

"But the White Eagle was still the first country to break out..."

Luo Fan muttered to himself.

"Yes, so Turkey, together with the surrounding small countries, is now issuing strong condemnations against the White Eagle. But obviously, compared to the White Eagle, their voices are almost meaningless. As long as the White Eagle makes a simple clarification, their condemnations are just the rage of the incompetent."

I still have to say, it's the White Hawk, although this matter may have nothing to do with the White Hawk...

"I understand, thank you for the information."

Luo Fan politely thanked him.

The other party responded with a nod: "It's what I should do."

Having obtained the information he wanted, Luo Fan returned to the living room.

The executioner and 16 Pigeons were still drinking and chatting, Little 9 was still eating snacks, and 416 was still fast asleep.

However, ViVi, who was also fast asleep, woke up.

She lay back on the sofa, covered her nose with the blanket, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

"ViVi, do you want some?"

Little 9 took out a lollipop and handed it to Victor.

But the other person just shook their head.

Little 9 could only put the lollipop back in confusion.

That really suits ViVi's personality...

I wonder what his reaction will be when he sees me?

After all, judging from the game's voice lines, ViVi has always been rather withdrawn and doesn't seem to like people like him who have the role of a "commander".

After all, in her eyes, she was nothing more than a commodity that obeyed orders...

Luo Fan, of course, wouldn't let her think that way.

He smiled and walked toward the person on the sofa.

I came to her side...

"Did you miss me...?"

132 Daily Life

"Did you miss me...?"

Luo Fan sat on the sofa, right next to Victor's head, looking down at him.

Viktor's gaze finally began to focus, settling on the man in front of him.

They looked at each other; their eyes were only on each other. They could only look at each other...

Their eyes reflected each other's image, like a clear mirror.

As clean as their view of each other...