Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

"What is this?!?"

Seeing the colossal object before them, towering over forty meters high and nearly a hundred meters long, Gentiane and the Griffin commanders couldn't help but exclaim in shock!

Following the direction the tactical dolls under Renault's command had left earlier, they climbed up and immediately saw this colossal object standing not far from the base!

The gunfire they had heard before that which was still sporadic now appeared to be coming from the top of this colossal... uh, structure?

"Could this be something that security contractor produced? And where are his people? And the scattered Sangvis Ferri... where are they?"

Apart from the colossal object that almost blocked out the sunlight, they didn't see any signs of Sangvis Ferri units.

All they could see were a few scattered Sangvis Ferri remains.

"They're probably blocked by this thing. Let's try to go around and check, as the Sangvis Ferri signal seems to be coming from behind this building."

The detection devices in the Griffin base had partially restored functionality, allowing them to locate nearby Sangvis Ferri positions.

It was strange that before Renault's arrival, all the detection equipment in the base had malfunctioned one by one, but now, with Renault's arrival, these things had started working again.

Carefully avoiding Renault's spacecraft with the tactical dolls under his command, Gentiane and the others moved around to the side. However, upon seeing the pink rabbit on the side armor plate of the spacecraft, their faces turned strange.

"Hiss!"

Just as they continued walking, they unexpectedly found themselves face to face with not scattered Sangvis Ferri or being attacked by Sangvis Ferri units, but instead, they saw a large area piled up with Sangvis Ferri remains, forming a small hill!

No wonder they had only seen a few scattered Sangvis Ferri remains earlier... they were all piled up over here!

How did Renault's tactical dolls manage to do this...

While Gentiane was thinking about this, her footsteps didn't stop. After a few more steps forward, she immediately saw the conspicuous craters on the battlefield in the distance!

Having craters wasn't unusual, considering that the Griffin base had been shelled by the Sangvis Ferri earlier.

However, the key point was that near those craters, all they could see were the remains of Sangvis Ferri units...

Clearly, the situation at the top of the Griffin base was probably more exaggerated than what they had felt down below.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just as they were thinking, gunfire suddenly rang out overhead.

"What's happening!?"

The sudden gunfire startled them, but the tactical dolls beside them remained calm.

As several commanders looked up to locate the source of the gunfire, one of them pointed to a few distant Sangvis Ferri dolls falling down.

"They're sniping at those Sangvis Ferri units." G36 timely reminded. As the number of Sangvis Ferri dolls that had just fallen was about the same as the gunfire they had heard.

"It seems that we won't be needed here. These Sangvis Ferri units can't even get through." One of the Griffin commanders looked up and said, but unfortunately, apart from the freshly painted armor plate, they couldn't see anyone on the spacecraft.

Seeing this, Gentiane could only shake her head and decided to go back to find where she had dropped her phone.

Hopefully, it hadn't completely collapsed where she was hit earlier. Otherwise, the chance of finding her phone would be slim. It was quite useful, and... sturdy enough.

...

"HK416, and RFB, you can change shifts now."

Just as HK416 was about to take off her heavy helmet, M200 and M14 emerged from the cabin.

Carrying their imprint weapons on their backs, they each held a large thermos and lunchboxes.

"Huh? Is it mealtime already? G36... oh, it's Commander who cooked, is it?" Upon hearing M200's voice, RFB immediately turned back from the edge of the deck and looked down at the large objects in M200's and M14's hands.

Initially, she thought G36 had cooked the meal, but then she remembered that G36 had returned to the spacecraft at the same time as them. It had only been about ten minutes, which was clearly not enough time for G36 to cook a meal.

So, it was obvious who had cooked the meal. There were only a few people who could cook in the base, and since it wasn't G36, it seemed that only their commander could have done it.

"Yeah, hurry back, or you might miss out on the food. The Commander won't cook separately for you."

"Hey, no problem, we can always ask CF05 for a meal!" RFB said, but still hurried into the cabin.

HK416 wasn't as blunt as RFB. After pointing out a few directions where there was a higher chance of encountering Sangvis Ferri, she hugged her imprint weapon and ran into the cabin.

"Phew, it's been a long time since we've eaten while on duty. The Commander's cooking smells so good, completely different from what G36 makes." M14 sat on the ground, opened her thermos, took out her chopsticks, and started eating, seemingly not worried about the approaching Sangvis Ferri in the distance.

M200 also followed suit, setting up her imprint weapon in advance.

"It seems like we haven't eaten while on duty like this very often, right?" M200 said as she took a sip of soup from her bowl, then picked up her imprinted weapon and shot down several approaching Sangvis Ferri Prowlers.

Only then did she pick up her chopsticks to eat.

"Yeah, but when will these scattered Sangvis Ferri units stop? Has Simonov and the others finished yet?"

"They probably haven't. They only arrived there less than fifteen minutes ago, so they should have just arrived."

As M200 and M14 sat on the top deck enjoying their lunch, several Griffin commanders below suddenly smelled a tempting aroma.

"Hiss! Who's cooking? Where's that smell coming from? Why does it smell like braised pork with garlic shoots?"

"No, no, no, I distinctly smell the aroma of twice-cooked pork."

Growl...

The two Griffin commanders babbled on, and as they did, their stomachs began to rumble thunderously.

Hearing this, Gentiane rolled her eyes silently while quickening her pace underfoot. She intended to leave quickly before her own stomach started growling embarrassingly.

Better to hurry back to the base and find some MREs to fill her stomach...

Renault... is really too much. The mission isn't even finished yet, and he's already having lunch?

Damn it! It smells so good! She really wants to sneak onto the ship for a meal!