Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

"You two got up quite early."

"Well, the early bird catches the worm."

The architect rubbed his nose and gave a relatively sunny smile.

Klose didn't care and said in a deep voice, "This kind of thing happens often here. You'll get used to it. It's inevitable when there are a lot of people."

“I wholeheartedly agree with that.”

The metrologist couldn't help but recall Luo Fan's bar. Although she had only stayed there for two nights, the number of people and the liveliness had exceeded her expectations. At night, the living room was like a World Cup stadium, filled with all sorts of indescribable laughter and shouts. And there was MDR on the fourth floor, cursing so loudly that his voice could be heard up to the second floor...

With more people, things tend to get chaotic. It was alright back in the days of Ironblood, when most people preferred quiet, except for executioners and saboteurs. But now that everyone is mixed together, quiet has become a luxury.

"Where's your boss? He's still not awake?"

"Hmm, still resting. What's up? Is something the matter?"

The metrologist instinctively became alert and slowly moved his right hand toward the inside of his coat.

Klose waved his hand, his expression indifferent.

"Don't be so malicious. I know that none of us here can stop you. It's just that Yegor needs to talk to him."

"What's up? Are you looking for him? We're preparing a welcome feast."

The architect is being cheeky again.

"Come on, if we could host a welcome banquet, these people wouldn't be so furious over a cup of water."

After saying that, Klose leaned against the wall, his face turning grim.

"To be honest, we're not doing well either. We've been running out of food for several days now. If this continues, I'm afraid many of us will starve to death..."

The metrologist immediately interrupted him...

"Let me make this clear first: we will not agree to any of your requests for resources unless our boss agrees or we have our own ideas. Otherwise, if you want to ask us for resources, I advise you to give up that idea."

……

Klose looked up and saw the girl staring at him coldly. The barcode under her eyes was particularly eye-catching, its meaning unknown, just like her icy attitude.

"I already said it's just a talk, but the topic might be related to this. Don't be so quick to draw a line."

"We still need to clarify our stance, after all, we also have our own things to do."

In negotiations, the metrologist remained absolutely rational; she would not allow them any opportunity to skim off her own money.

Regardless of the intentions of this group of locals, she will not let her guard down.

"...Then you guys decide what to do. Once your boss wakes up, call him downstairs. Kerensky will be waiting for him there."

Klose had no intention of arguing further; he simply said a few words and turned to walk towards the office area.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood either.

"...I don't really like this person."

An insincere expression appeared on the architect's face. Although she hadn't said much, she was still not happy, being the type to have fun.

There was nothing fun to do, and people were pointing fingers at us. If they had known they were military tactical dolls, things would probably have been much simpler.

Alternatively, simply carrying her transmitter out would simplify things.

Turning around, Ryan dragged a man out of the room and pressed him down in front of old Burke.

The two didn't pay attention to what they were saying, just glanced at it casually, and then strolled away.

This place isn't exactly peaceful, but at least as a safe zone within a dead city, it's barely acceptable, since there are ultraviolet flares to block the Night Demon's attacks.

But the internal environment is hard to say; just observe and don't cause trouble unnecessarily.

But architects always seem to disagree with surveyors...

"Hey architect, can you tone it down a bit? Do you really think the people here don't have any ill feelings towards us?"

"Oh? Really? Were we that popular here? Should I fire a shot and leave them in awe?"

"I'll show you something amazing in a moment..."

After saying that, the measurement officer felt extremely deflated. How did she end up with such an arrogant person? They should have been incompatible, given their personalities.

This is very strange, and every time a similar situation arises, the architect always manages to create some kind of entertainment.

"Let's go back first. Staying any longer might not attract unnecessary attention. We'll talk about it again when the commander wakes up."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."

P.S.: I have my academic exams in the next two days, so I'll be taking a two-day break and coming back after the exams.

However, I did participate in the subsequent 618 discounts, although most of you reading this probably won't be able to participate (lol).

I plan to update a lot during summer vacation, so please look forward to it! I'll be back soon...

386 Negotiation

After the conversation, the princess and the knight immediately ended their morning walk and returned to the office. After another hour of waiting, Lovan and the others woke up and were informed of their encounter with Klose.

"He hopes you can go downstairs and meet with Kolensky; the conversation may involve their resources."

"Alright, let's talk to them first and then come back for breakfast."

Luo Fan also happened to be looking into the situation here, so he took this opportunity to resolve it together.

Barrett held the weapon in one arm, preparing to leave with Lovan.

"Commander, should we bring our own weapons?"

Luo Fan shook his head: "Bringing pistols is enough. They won't want to fight us here."

It may appear that they are on someone else's territory, but in reality, the initiative has always been in their hands. After all, there's a significant difference in the quality of weapons and personnel. If Korensky had actually fought in a war, he should be able to see this problem; he wouldn't be so foolish...

After the girls finished getting ready, they followed Luo Fan back down the stairs to the first floor.

At that moment, Kolensky was discussing resource matters with others in the hall when he saw Lovan and the entire Dark Tide squad come to him.

Unexpectedly, I thought the leader of this group would only bring two or three people to meet, but everyone came.

"Brainstorming, I think you know that."

Luo Fan said this.

"Okay, let's go to the conference room and talk there."

Kolensky could only nod and lead everyone into a closed meeting room on the first floor.

There were still no lights, but at least there were flashlights and candles. Perhaps because it was completely enclosed, there was no need to worry about light leaking out. I just didn't know if the ventilation system was working properly.

"So, what do you want to say?"

Once Lovan was seated, he didn't intend to engage in any more pointless pleasantries, and neither did Korensky.

The old soldier took a map out of the drawer and spread it out on the table.

"To be frank, Klose should have told your people earlier that I want to talk to you about our resources, and in return, I can provide any intelligence I have..."

"Wait, merchants need to know the value of the goods and the amount of work involved before a transaction can take place. I need to understand how valuable your information is and what you are asking us for."

Luo Fan placed his hands on the table, his expression finally becoming serious.

First, you need to arouse your own desire to buy; that's essential...

"I know most of the intelligence about this quarantine zone, including the division of the various dark zones, the guard situation near the Newton Bridge, and the location of the various hospitals."

The other person pointed to the map on the table that had not yet been unfolded. Even though he was old, his beard, which trembled slightly as he spoke, was as resolute as his life.

This is actually good intelligence for Luo Fan. Information about the hospital. If there is information about GRE Hospital in the quarantine area, he might be able to go in and find useful clues. Knowing the guard situation on the bridge will also allow him to try to find an opportunity to cross the bridge and go deeper into the area.

"That sounds good, but I'd like to know some things about the quarantine area that we might not be aware of. Could you reveal a little bit about it?"

It's time to raise prices a bit...

"For example what? Let me give you an example. You probably thought this city was a dead city, with only a few insignificant small organizations still alive. On the contrary, there are more people still alive in this city than you think. Let me put it this way, every building you passed on your way back could have one or more people hiding inside. Everyone is like bacteria, parasitizing in these abandoned buildings. Does that count?"

"Yeah......"

Luo Fan had considered this issue. There might be more survivors than he had imagined, to the point that there might be someone in almost every building. So, in the building where they had been hiding... no, that's impossible. If there were someone there, Adeline should have been able to find them. Since she hadn't said anything, the situation must be normal.

If this information is true, then wouldn't that mean...?

"Are there survivors hidden inside?"

"No, not only that, there were military squads, and quite a few guys wearing red-eyed gas masks. Our men ran into them, and as soon as they pushed open the door, they were shot. It was one of them who survived and ran back to tell us."

Kolensky waved his hand, seemingly troubled by this part of the memory.

"Um......"

That means most of the actions within the quarantine zone will be noticed by others, including military squads, who may also be randomly stationed in these buildings, like the ones they saw last night. The people wearing red-eye gas masks are probably Umbrella's USS, and their freest range of movement is probably the quarantine zone, which is also the case here.

Well, this is really interesting. There are locals here, and among them, there are law-abiding locals and those who rob people everywhere. Then there are the military, Umbrella, and now even themselves. This place really is a melting pot of all sorts of people...

Luo Fan's lips curved slightly upward, and his posture relaxed considerably.

"Okay, I admit your intelligence is somewhat attractive to me. So what do you want?"

If the goods are valuable, then you should check if the price range is appropriate.

"I want you to take a small team with you to the nearby Walmart at night to search for supplies and bring them back safely. During this process, they will teach you how to deal with the Night Demon threat, which will be crucial for your survival..."

"Wait a minute, if there are Night Demons at night, why should I bring my people to do this thankless and arduous task?"

Luo Fan immediately interrupted him; he had already witnessed the Night Demon's level of threat.

This is also the part that Korensky will explain...

"No, it's precisely because they're called Night Demons that they have more opportunities at night."

He took out an ultraviolet flare, placed it on the table, and casually pushed it in front of Luo Fan.

"Do you know why we didn't dare go out to gather supplies in the morning? Because the Night Demons are afraid of ultraviolet rays, so they hide inside buildings to avoid the sunlight; those are their lairs. But at night, the situation is very different..."

387 Night Walk.1

“At night, these damned monsters will swarm out to hunt for food, and these dark areas will become... well, relatively quiet. That will be our chance to make our move.”

He slammed his fist on his palm, seemingly eager to present the plan to Luo Fan. He had been waiting for this opportunity to put it into practice for a long time, but it had not been realized due to the limitations of equipment and personnel.

Luo Fan frowned slightly: "Although it's high risk and high reward, why don't you take advantage of the daytime to search for supplies in safe places, instead of focusing on this Walmart full of night demons?"

“As I said, there could be people in every building. Without equipment of your caliber, there is no absolutely safe place. And the ‘safe places’ you mentioned have either been searched or occupied by Alfred’s men. We can only focus on those places that have not yet been touched and are difficult to reach.”

He took out a white cigarette, and judging from the creases in the cigarette paper, the cigarette was made in a rather simple manner.

"Don't underestimate the number of people here and the effort they put into surviving. The Night Demons appeared in the city a week after the outbreak began, and only two weeks later, those places that were exposed to sunlight were almost completely searched."

......

"Want to join us? There are still many people here waiting for a good meal. I won't use that to blackmail you, and my intelligence will never disappoint you."

The stakes had been laid, and Kolensky sat upright, facing the unidentified young man with utmost seriousness.

Lovan was naturally weighing the pros and cons. If the situation in the Dark Zone was as Kolensky said, with the Night Demons swarming out at night, then as long as they remained quiet on the road, the risk wouldn't actually be too high. They only needed to protect a few people accompanying them. More importantly, they could learn how the locals dealt with the Night Demons...

This significantly improved Lovan's opinion of Kolensky; instead of begging them for food, he sought their help to solve the problem.

After much deliberation, Luo Fan rose from his seat and walked towards the other person...

"Then, happy working together."

Then, he extended his left hand.

The veteran paused for a moment, then extended his right hand, which still belonged to him. Even though his other empty sleeve fluttered in the bleak wind, it couldn't erase the resolute look on his face.

He held Luo Fan's hand tightly, conveying his gratitude through the gesture alone.

"On behalf of the nearly two hundred people in this building, I thank you, child."

The calluses on his hands gave them a rough texture, but Luo Fan didn't feel any pressure. Instead, he felt a kind of firm and powerful yet warm feeling, like the dim light in the conference room.

"So, when should we begin?"

"It can be done tonight..."

......

In the office, Luo Fan glanced at the ultraviolet flares in the sack and silently put them into his bag. This was a gift from Kolensky, who said it was a high-risk operation and that he would provide them with ample insurance.

Judging from this, the quantity seems sufficient to demonstrate their sincerity, but is the production cost of this thing really that low...?