Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Wa-chan ruthlessly exposed the cruel reality.

She sighed in frustration: "Sigh, it's true, apart from the name Cyber ​​Media, I don't have anything related to the company... Should we ask Mrs. Gray to help us out?"

"But she works in biopharmaceuticals, what does that have to do with the media industry?"

Everyone looked at Dreamer, whose petite body was sitting on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs freely. She would occasionally bump into SAT8 and her agent. SAT8 didn't react much, always maintaining a smile, and would occasionally pinch Dreamer's toes. However, the agent's expression was not so friendly.

MDR rubbed his nose with a mischievous grin: "Hey, you didn't know that?"

Then, she turned back to the monitor, clicked a few times, and opened a spreadsheet.

"See that? The White Eagle Market Supervision Bureau's monitoring table of various companies' investment status doesn't focus on what industry Mrs. Grey is in, but rather on the amount of her investment in us. We got Mrs. Grey to invest a large sum in us at once, enough to attract the Bureau's attention, and then we bribed the Bureau to 'go easy' on us and increase the entertainment industry's focus on us..."

"...I won't even discuss how you obtained the permission to view this form, and why you think the market supervision bureau would accept your money?"

RPK interrupted the other party and expressed skepticism about this crazy plan. If this alerted the enemy, it might lead to a series of adverse consequences.

"This is easy to understand. First, there's the issue of White Eagle's ideology: profit comes first. Then there's Cyber ​​Media, which we're establishing. It belongs to the tertiary industry and won't have a significant negative impact on the market. We'll give them money to subtly boost our position among our peers, while also stimulating consumer spending and increasing revenue in the tertiary industry. In this way, as long as we improve the quality of our industry and artists, forcing the industry to compete fiercely, the public's willingness to pay for entertainment will increase. As entertainment revenue increases, tax revenue will also increase. From the perspective of the market supervision bureau, it's a win-win-win situation for White Eagle. They have no reason not to accept it, right? Of course, all of this is theoretical. As for how it will actually happen, that remains to be seen."

When MDR delivered such a long explanation, everyone stared at her in disbelief.

After all, this behavior is nothing like that of a lazy, shut-in girl who spends all day playing video games...

She couldn't help but feel a chill: "Why are you looking at me like that? I came from Cyber ​​Media. They would have told me how to operate it when I left the factory. Isn't it normal for me to know a little bit?"

In fact, she herself was not very confident, because theory is just theory. First, the market supervision bureau had to actually accept the money and help them raise it. Then, they had to have the ability to make the industry go viral. Only in this way could they build up Cyber ​​Media's reputation, promote public consumption in the tertiary sector, and thus affect tax standards.

MDR has already succeeded in live streaming, but she's truly at a loss when it comes to idol talent shows and the film, television, and gaming industries...

Therefore, the current shortcomings in terms of strength are quite obvious, which is why there is a need for strong publicity and distribution capabilities. Having the help of the market supervision bureau is not enough; a large-scale coverage on the Internet is also required.

so......

"Aaaaaah! When is Dandrei coming?! ...

MDR grabbed his keyboard and slammed it down again...

"Emmm... well, I can sing, is that something I can try?"

SAT8 suddenly raised its hand, seemingly eager to try what MDR had said about the industry.

MDR was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he helplessly supported his forehead with his hand.

"Sigh, whether it works or not isn't up to us. It depends on whether the audience buys it, and we also have to cater to the public's current entertainment needs. I don't know if you can accept that..."

"But you only know after you try, right? If it fails, you can just try another way. It's just a song on stage anyway."

......

MDR originally wanted to talk about other possibilities, but after seeing SAT8's energetic performance and even his fluffy yellow hair, he swallowed those potentially unpleasant words.

"Alright then, but we'll have to wait a while longer. This isn't something you can just do on a whim. I'll talk to Mrs. Grey about it when she has time."

"Then trouble you."

For quite some time, MDR was in a state of idleness, but now that he has a job he has to do, he should be careful to keep a proper distance and be serious when necessary.

For the entertainment industry to develop, popularity is one of the most important factors.

With a base of over seven million followers, how could she possibly lose?

370 Threat

Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, the Dark Tide team was busy preparing for the interrogation. Luo Fan had no idea that so many things had happened at home during his less than three-day "business trip".

He hadn't considered another point, which was the manpower issue. He thought that excluding the current Dark Tide Squad and adding the manpower allocated to Mrs. Gray, the number should be about the same, but it was still a bit too few for the girls in the bar.

Cyber ​​Media needs manpower to operate, Mrs. Grey's biotechnology company needs manpower to help maintain order and assist with other tasks, and more importantly, Tom Cruise and Lo Fan haven't been able to build it yet. Logically, the family's establishment should have begun with the founding of Mrs. Grey's company, but he hasn't been lucky enough to build it...

And then there's Dandelai. With her, Cyber ​​Media's online dissemination will instantly disappear, becoming unimpeded. Even cross-border promotion is not impossible, including overcoming interference in quarantine zones—all of which she can handle.

However, being thousands of kilometers away and with the jammer in place, Luo Fan was completely unaware of what was happening at home, but he would still sense something...

"Looks like we'll have to go all in when we get back. We've used up our blood points, done the lottery, and built everything. We need to bring enough manpower over as soon as possible. Time may not allow us to delay any longer."

If it weren't for interference, Luo Fan should have known about this information long ago and taken action.

The objective circumstances are unavoidable...

The man remained seated by the window, waiting for something, and spent the next two hours planning his next move.

As I was thinking, heavy footsteps sounded from behind me, and a girl holding a submachine gun walked to the French windows in the cool moonlight.

"Commander, one of them has regained consciousness and we can begin the interrogation."

"......Yeah?"

Under the gloomy snowy night, the man turned around and glanced at the soldier on the ground who was looking around blankly.

"JS9, are you sure he's conscious?"

Even with the moonlight shining on his face, the man's furrowed brows made his aura heavy and suffocating.

"Yes, we've already checked it, and we can start anytime."

"Ok."

It's fine if only one person is awake; at least they won't influence each other's will, preventing situations like reaching a consensus and collectively silencing each other from happening...

The figure by the window slowly disappeared, and Luo Fan followed JS9 back to the office, the place where they had gathered the team.

The girls were already there, waiting for Luo Fan's arrival, and had placed their guns in front of them, indicating that he understood their position.

Just by looking at the Barrett and NTW's respective gun-sniper rifles, you can tell that these masked guys are no ordinary people.

The soldier knew that struggling was pointless, so he chose to sit quietly on the ground, looking at the men dressed in all black in front of him.

"Cough cough..."

The man coughed hoarsely, adjusting his voice and subtly indicating that the conversation was about to begin.

Luo Fan took a pistol in his hand and personally twisted the silencer onto it...

"I think you know what I want to ask, right?"

"do not know."

The soldier immediately denied it.

......

Luo Fan moved his wrists a couple of times, twisting the muzzle of the gun outwards a few centimeters.

“Alright, let me explain again. I want to know the distribution of the White Eagle military’s strongholds in this city, the status of the bridge defenses, and the upcoming battle plan.”

......

The soldier paused for a moment, then sneered, "Tch, I thought they were well-equipped local bandits, but they're just trash who infiltrated from abroad?"

That's quite an interesting answer...

Luo Fan turned around, exchanged glances with the girls, and then continued to ask...

"What? Why do you think we're local bandits? Have you ever seen bandits carrying anti-materiel weapons?"

Seemingly to cater to the other party's attitude, Luo Fan couldn't help but chuckle twice.

"That's hard to say. After all, these troublemakers steal everything, and we have indeed suffered losses in weapons and ammunition. Maybe the weapons you have were stolen from our people? But judging from your questions, it doesn't seem so."

Luo Fan continued to shrug dismissively: "MPSAA12, military and police system. You guys aren't going to use this, are you? Just this one, do you think bandits could get their hands on it?"

"So now I think you're not just ordinary local bandits, you might be guys from abroad."

The soldier seemed much more natural than they had expected, appearing completely unconcerned about his position.

That won't do. If they're not afraid, how can we conduct a trial?

So, are you going to tell me or not?

Luo Fan pointed the gun at the soldier's head, his voice growing increasingly subdued as he issued his final ultimatum.

But the other party remained indifferent: "I've already joined the army. Do you think I'd be scared just because you shot me in the head? Come on, the White Eagle military has fought more wars than you've ever done shit. If you're in this line of work, you're going to die sooner or later."

......

He doesn't seem to be someone who values ​​life very much...

"Ugh......"

Luo Fan sighed.

"Now I feel it's a pity that you're the only one awake, and there's no one else to ask."

Upon hearing this, Barrett and Mondragon understood Lovan's meaning and forcefully rummaged through the soldiers' backpacks, beginning to search the contents.

The soldier did not yet understand Luo Fan's meaning and could only observe for the time being and act accordingly.

But then, Luo Fan reached out and ripped the dog tag off his neck.

"Hmm... Warren James, that's a good name."

Even now, the other party still didn't understand Luo Fan's meaning.

But soon, he will understand...

Two minutes later, Barrett pulled a laptop from one of the bags and handed it to Lovan, at which point Mondragon stopped his search.

Luo Fan skillfully turned on the computer and began operating it, occasionally uttering a few words that were difficult to understand.

"Now I know you're not a coward, but if you're not afraid of dying yourself, what about her?"

Luo Fan turned the screen around, and a name, several photos, and ID card information were clearly displayed at the top.

Alice Lola

!!!

"Damn it, how could you possibly have found her?!"

But Luo Fan did not answer his question. Instead, he turned the screen around after the other person saw what was on it and continued operating it.

Even through the mask, the soldiers could see the man's smile, a smile that suggested success was within his grasp...

371 People outside the military

Their own equipment might not be able to break through, but surely the military's own people can?

While most devices may be equipped with specific functions based on the team's mission requirements, the most basic internet access capability will definitely be present, and the box can naturally be opened. With the population search channel provided by DedSec, it is not difficult to find someone's identity and family, unless the identity is fake from the beginning of the registration, such as himself and the girls.

"Oh, it seems she's not only married, she's even four months pregnant..."

They even dug up the hospital's report.

How much longer can you keep this up...?

Even though his pregnant wife's information had been unearthed, James remained calm, sitting on the floor, only slightly surprised by the efficiency of the search a few seconds earlier.

However, considering the nature of the equipment and the efficiency with which the other party used it and the search channels, it can perhaps be defined as a spy who infiltrated from abroad, maybe even from Ross.

But aside from enough clothes, almost all of his equipment had been stripped off, leaving him with no chance of calling for help.

Lofan continued, "Anthony James, your biological father; Grace Hannah, your biological mother. They've been married for forty-seven years, and they seem to have a very good relationship. They both work at Walmart, and your mother was the top salesperson for four consecutive weeks..."

Even in the cold, James could feel sweat pouring from every corner of his body. If they hadn't given him enough clothes, his physical condition might have already deteriorated.

"You have an older sister who is studying at Ohio State University and is currently preparing for graduate school..."

Damn it, how does he know everything?!

......

Although he appeared calm and collected, Luo Fan was actually no less relaxed than the soldiers who were already in a passive position.

Even after all this, James remained unmoved. He began to suspect that the White Hawk military might have secretly started providing protection for his family, but that seemed unlikely...

Through the black mask, James could only see the man's furrowed brows, which seemed to indicate he was becoming increasingly displeased.

"Since we can find your family's information in three minutes, how long do you think it will take us to find them after we get out?"

Digging for more information is pointless; the only option left is to try a direct threat...

"Hmm? James, tell me, how long do you think it will take us to find them? A day? A week? A month? They're right here in Utah."

"...If I die, they will officially join the witness protection program."

"what?"

James, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, catching Luo Fan off guard.