Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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The intense firelight reflected in M16's eyes, creating a stark contrast with her calm, expressionless face.

When the other members of AR team dealt with the Licker and arrived to support the two, they found that M16 and Victor had already taken care of the Tyrant.

Or rather, it's almost time...

To prevent any accidents, M16 pulled a steel bar from the ground and walked towards the Tyrant.

The struggles have only lessened, but that's not enough...

She had to make sure there were no worries about the future.

The tyrant struggled to raise his head, only to see a pair of black boots getting closer and closer...

M16 raised the steel bar and aimed it at the tyrant's head.

"it's over......"

A gust of wind swept by.

"Pfft..."

With a swift motion, the steel bar pierced the tyrant's skull and pinned him firmly to the ground.

Even if he doesn't die from being stabbed like that, he'll have to pull his head off the ground first.

But once that one thrust is made, the victim is most likely already dead.

The tyrant has stopped struggling...

An entire block was thus cleaned up.

"Oh, the M16 is still as powerful as ever!"

The dog looked at the tyrant stuck in the ground and couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Others weren't particularly surprised, after all, the M16 was powerful and battle-tested, and the Ironblood version brought its performance to its peak.

Perhaps IOP itself hasn't discovered the true limits of its humanoid form...

Just then, they heard a loud clanging sound of metal...

It wasn't too surprising, since the other side was doing the same thing.

"Let's continue. There are only two of them, and we can't fall behind."

After only a few sips of water, the girls continued their work, moving towards other neighborhoods to carry out their cleanup mission.

The "two people" they were referring to were, of course, two iron-blooded humanoids: the executioner and the alchemist.

If this mission were a game, then players like Victor and the AR team would be professional-level pros, while the Executioner and the Alchemist would be a combination of whales (high spenders) and high-level skills.

Both of them were melee specialists, so dealing with these zombies was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. They didn't even need to use their guns; they could take care of these zombies purely with their machetes and hand chopsticks.

But why did such a loud metallic clanging sound occur just now?

Because they were having so much fun, they lost control of their noise and attracted some busybodies.

They faced off against six tyrants...

The executioner intended to chop the tyrant in front of the door on the head, but was instead grabbed by another tyrant beside him.

She tried to pull out her machete, but accidentally used too much force. As the machete slipped from the tyrant's hand, it struck a nearby car, leaving a gash over twenty centimeters long...

Now, the two of them are in a state of running away.

"Executioner, I told you to calm down! Look at what you've done!"

The two were doing a pretty good job, they didn't even need to use guns, they just hacked at the zombies they saw and that was it, without causing much of a commotion.

When the executioner saw the three Tyrants, he excitedly ran over with his cleaver, only to attract three more instead of killing one...

Then the two were forced to run away.

Even a melee-specialized military doll couldn't remain so calm and collected when facing three Tyrants at once.

"Tsk, who would have thought there were so many tyrants in this area? I only intended to chop them down for fun..."

But the alchemist now has only one idea.

If Griffin's brats see this, the Ironblood Doll's life will be over, right?

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Fortunately, M4 and the others were too preoccupied to care about the two who were on the run; they had their own things to do, though the alchemist was unaware of it.

The tyrant wasn't as fast as the two military dolls; he could only keep up with them without being left behind.

But this can't go on forever; it has to be resolved, otherwise the security around headquarters can't be guaranteed.

"Any ideas? I can't think of anything."

The executioner shouted, glancing back every now and then.

They've been running for five minutes...

"Run inside the building; the more you run outside, the more you attract."

The alchemist surveyed his surroundings and came to this conclusion.

Although ordinary zombies can't even touch them, Lickers are still a significant problem.

It wasn't because the Lickers posed a significant threat to them; they were merely slowing them down and being annoying.

Along the way, all the Lickers who tried to attack them were either stabbed through the air and thrown away by the executioner, or choked and trampled to death by the alchemist.

Check out the alchemist's exoskeleton high heels. (Image)

Even if it doesn't pose any real threat, it certainly has a knack for being disgusting.

If you're going to visit a building, you definitely can't go to a particularly large one, otherwise it's no different from raiding an anthill.

"The apartment over there, run that way."

They had arrived in another community, which was much quieter than theirs.

The two changed direction and ran towards the community the alchemist had pointed out.

The tyrant followed closely behind, showing no signs of slowing down from the very beginning, clearly intending to keep up with them.

The two climbed over the gate at the community entrance, intending to continue running deeper into the community.

But the executioner had some other ideas...

"Alchemist, wait a minute, I need your help!"

The executioner turned and ran back to the railing.

"Tsk, what are you trying to do now?!"

The alchemist was already on the verge of a life in Bengbu, and the executioner's words made her feel that the other party was planning to do something stupid again.

But the executioner actually broke the railing off and carried it on his shoulder.

"You know what I mean, hurry up!"

The executioner moved the railing back a little and got closer to the alchemist behind him.

"Tsk, how incredibly stupid..."

Despite his complaints, the alchemist still cooperated and carried the railing.

Of course she understood what the other person meant. Although she didn't often team up with him in Ironblood, she could figure it out from his actions and his carefree personality.

The two men hoisted the railing onto their shoulders and aimed it at the running tyrant.

The one standing at the edge of the line...

"That's it, see it?"

"I know, I'll just follow you."

"Then get ready..."

"three......"

The two men crouched down, ready to erupt at any moment.

"two......"

Adjust your grip and weigh it twice.

"one!"

In an instant, the two of them carried the railing and rushed out at top speed!

Aiming at the tyrant on the edge.

They intended to use this railing as a battering ram to subdue the tyrant...

If they manage to take down even one, they can seize the opportunity to kill it immediately!

If a tyrant had the ability to think independently, he would be astonished as to why these two girls dared to charge at them while carrying a railing.

There were six of them!

But underestimating your opponent always has dire consequences...

When the two approached, they realized that two humans could run at such a speed while carrying a railing.

By the time the tyrant tries to defend himself, it's too late, and not every tyrant is their target.

The one on the very edge...

Just as the tyrant at the front threw a punch, they immediately swerved and, by sheer force, managed to drift while holding onto the long railing.

However, the alchemist at the rear had to move in step with the executioner, or she would fall over, making the whole scene quite comical as she drifted alongside him.

"Could you please tell me before you turn? I almost twisted my ankle!"

The alchemist couldn't help but roar.

But the executioner showed no remorse whatsoever: "You're not human, what are you spraining your leg for? If you really sprained it, I'll dislocate your leg and carry it back to get a new one."

"And I have to shout every time I turn a corner. Do you think this is chanting?!"

"Tsk, you're not casting a spell, yet you're chanting?! And I'm wearing high heels!"

The two ran and cursed, but they managed to dodge the tyrant's attacks several times with great coordination and reached their target.

"It's now!"

The two burst into even greater speed, piercing the end of the railing towards the tyrant's abdomen like arrows.

All the power converged on one point and erupted in the tyrant.

The two military dolls unleashed their terrifying power; if the ends of the railings hadn't been too blunt, they would have pierced right through the Tyrant.

But that was enough; what they wanted was to limit the tyrant's actions.

But the results were much better than they had imagined...

The immense impact caused the tyrant's abdomen to cave in, and the terrifying recoil sent him sprawling to the ground.

"Keep chasing! Keep chasing! Keep chasing the military androids! Let's get more loot!"

The executioner released one hand, took out his cleaver, and stabbed it directly into the tyrant's face, spun it around, and then took it out again.

The brain tissue was directly damaged, and the tyrant died on the spot.

They also successfully dealt with a tyrant.

The success of this plan led them to make a slight change in their future plans...

"I feel like we can fight, how so?"

"You can give it a try..."

The two men repositioned the railing, creating distance between themselves and the remaining five tyrants.

Before the second charge began, the alchemist took out his weapon and fired a barrage of shots at several Tyrants to disrupt their vision.

Like Viktor's SMG, the effect was not ideal, but the blocking effect was more obvious than Viktor's.

The tyrant instinctively covered his face.

"Have the opportunity!"

The executioner adjusted his stance and swung the railing horizontally, smashing it into the tyrant's cheek.