Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

"Still no sign? Could it be that Griffin's squad is hiding?" MG3 asked Simonov who was piloting the aircraft with a somewhat surprised.

"It shouldn't be. Those guys are probably some distance away from Griffin's base, but they're really good at hiding. We haven't seen any traces of them."

"Well, if they're visible, that's when there's a problem. There are so many rugged areas here, which is perfect for guerrilla warfare." C96 waved her hand dismissively.

"In that case, let's try contacting those guys through Griffin's channel. It's not a good idea to just search here slowly without any help."

MG3 scratched her head. It had been more than ten minutes since they came out, and if they didn't go back soon, the commander would probably urge them.

"Oh! Right! We're on a mission commissioned by Griffin. It wouldn't be right if the commissioner doesn't come out to help guide us, right?" Simonov slapped her forehead. It had been a long time since she had used Griffin's internal communication channel; she had almost forgotten that it existed.

"Hello? Anyone there? This is the aerial support gunship belonging to the Renault Security Contracting Company. Is the AR Team there? Respond if you hear us! We're rushing back to have lunch!"

As Simonov spoke, she subconsciously touched the bottle she had stashed in her pocket.

But she dared not to drink now. Last time, she took a few sips and ended up being locked in the training room by Renault for so long. If something went wrong this time after drinking, she might really end up being put in an electric rice cooker by Renault.

Despite Simonov's call, there was no response on Griffin's communication channel.

MG3 couldn't help but slap her forehead. "Really! It's already this late! I almost forgot it's almost lunchtime! If we go back now, we might only have soup and rice!"

"Yeah, yeah! Today should be the commander's turn to cook! If we're late, the dishes might all be gone! I don't want to eat radish soup and rice! It's tasteless!"

"How could that be? There must be some other dishes in the commander's soup, right?"

"You don't know the others! They scoop up right to the edge of the pot with their ladles! There won't be anything left for us!"

Cooking by their commander is completely different from G36's cooking. G36 always cooks a lot with a variety of dishes, and they can pick whatever they want.

But with Renault, although there's definitely plenty of food, there are only a few types of dishes, and they're all mixed in one pot. When a group of people eats, it's like there's not enough, and if they were late, they might really only be able to eat plain rice!

"This is M4A1 of Griffin's Special Operations Team. Who are you?"

While Simonov, MG3, and the others were discussing the lunch menu for today, a somewhat uncertain voice suddenly came from Griffin's communication channel.

"Oh, we have a response! We're here to support you! You're going to destroy Ironblood's communication node, right? Sync the location to us, and we'll go over and take care of it with a couple of shots!"

Hearing M4A1's response, Simonov couldn't contain her joy. She looked out of the porthole, trying to find the possible location of Sangvis' communication node.

But it's just a communication node, not some impregnable fortress. In a place as deserted as this, there won't be any buildings that even tank guns can't penetrate.

Even if there were buildings, they would only be ordinary ones left over from a long time ago.

In this situation, for the tank guns on the gunship, it's just a matter of one shot. Even if one shot doesn't destroy it, a few more shots will do the trick. It definitely won't take long.

"Uh..." Listening to Simonov's excited chatter, M4A1 helplessly cast a pleading look at M16 next to her. And that voice, she always felt a familiar feeling when listening to it.

Being stared at by M4A1, M16 also felt a headache. This sudden contact with no identification marks in the communication channel and the strange tone was quite suspicious.

There's no way to determine the other party's true identity. Their current mission is crucial to the lives of all the commanders in the Griffin base, especially Kryuger, the boss of Griffin, who is in that base.

If the information is leaked here, leading to a failed operation...

This responsibility... they really can't afford it...

"Hello? Hello? Anyone there? Speak up! What are you thinking? Give us a definite answer quickly!" Waiting for more than ten seconds without a response, Simonov couldn't help but shout angrily.

Ten seconds, if this were in a training device, she might have died several times already. Can't you react faster?

"I'm M16 of the AR Team. We can't confirm your identity, so..."

"Can't confirm our identity? Didn't I already say we're from the Renault Security Contracting Company..."

"Simonov, we're using Griffin's identification code now." Seeing Simonov speak so impulsively, MG3 couldn't help but support her forehead, reminding her.

This girl didn't know what kind of training she went through in the training device, but now she's always in a hurry, turning into a complete hothead.

"Oh, right, then what should we do? How do we prove that we're here to help?"

This really stumped Simonov. If they didn't believe them, would they have to wait until they slowly destroyed the communication node themselves before they could go back?

"AR Team, you can confirm with your superiors that we're indeed here to support you. If everything is confirmed, please synchronize the location of Sangvis Ferri's communication node to us as soon as possible. If we do it ourselves, it will be much faster than if you do it."

Hearing MG3's question, she directly took the communication device and spoke to M16 on the other side.

In fact, even without MG3's reminder, M4A1 had already contacted Gentiane. Fortunately, the interference had disappeared, and there was no problem with the communication between her and Gentiane.

Gentiane naturally knew that Renault had sent people to support them. She was also aware that Renault had an airship that could carry and fight, so she readily agreed to sync the location of the communication node to Simonov and the others.

"Oh, it's been a while. I haven't used the information sync system in the Zener Protocol for a long time. Looking at these data flow-based information diagrams, I feel like I'm in a different world." As the information from Griffin synced over, Simonov also felt a bit nostalgic, looking at the symbols appearing in her eyes.

"Alright, let's get to work. We'll have to pull back those Griffin dolls later." MG3 waved her hand and said, after seeing the synced information, she directly changed the tank shells in the turret to armor-piercing ones.