Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

When Xu Bin opened his eyes again, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

In the cold darkness... one could vaguely see UMP40 standing guard outside the tunnel entrance; Amir was also leaning against the wall of the cave, snoring.

Fortunately, no one noticed the tears on my face...

Taking a deep breath to forget the scene in the nightmare, Xu Bin stood up and prepared to go out.

"Commander, you got up so early again?" UMP40 approached Xu Bin when he saw him walking out of the tunnel and asked, "Wouldn't you like to rest for a while?"

"Well...no," the former replied, shaking his head.

Thanks to the combat readiness work in the past few days, he has completely cured his bedridden syndrome - now he always wakes up at around four in the morning, then goes out to check on the sentry with dark circles under his eyes... He can't fall asleep no matter how sleepy he is.

"Hiss! High latitudes... Is it so cold in September?"

Xu Bin walked into the trench and asked himself, shivering.

UMP40 beside him smiled softly: "The north of this forest is Siberia, right? The sun hasn't risen yet, it's hard for the commander not to feel cold."

After saying that, she put her hands on Xu Bin's shoulders and rubbed them, trying to rub out some heat...

An hour later, the inspection was finally completed. Xu Bin found a place to sit next to the fortifications and began to daydream.

Hill 202 not far away was also quite busy. Several teams of Red Army soldiers were running up the hillside carrying supplies. Because they had to guard against air raids and artillery fire, Captain Belik set up the transfer point for supplies nearly one kilometer behind the battlefield.

In fact, he was very confused. How could the supplies Xu Bin stored in the tunnel last so long?

According to the two soldiers, there were several strange machines in the tunnel of Griffin PMC. They would always make weird "puffing" noises at night, and then a row of brand new bullets would fall out from the openings on the side. They discovered this by accident when they were delivering information there, but they were driven away by the girls of PMC before they could even take a closer look.

Captain Belik would never believe this statement.

So he thoughtfully made up an excuse for Xu Bin - the girls in PMC were good at shooting, so the bullets were consumed slowly.

...

"Good morning, Mr. Xu."

The carefree greeting stopped Xu Bin from daydreaming.

It turned out to be Captain Junis. This guy had been busy all night at Belik's place...

Following behind him was the female reporter, Chatoliz, and two guards.

"Last night.....the 3rd Company was indeed quite busy, so I went to help out." The colonel twisted his neck and explained:

"After finishing the work, the reporter didn't have time to interview Captain Belik because he was so sleepy that he fell asleep leaning against the sandbag. I had no choice but to bring her to your place to have a chat..."

"Accept the interview? I can, but..." Xu Bin looked at Colonel Junis, "Once the sun rises, the enemy will probably attack. It's better for you and Miss Reporter to leave as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Junis retreated into the trench and lit a cigarette…

"I do have to leave. I can't leave the command work behind for too long. But Miss Chatoliz is different."

He used his palm to block the light of the cigarette butt, took a deep breath and explained: "She applied to the General Staff for a special mission - to accompany the combat troops and fully record the invasion of the Saudi Federation."

"Yes, and I won't hold you back." Chatoliz nodded seriously to Xu Bin. "In the late period of World War III, I served as a war correspondent for two years, so I know what I should do to avoid causing trouble for the team."

"Well, well...then...okay." Xu Bin thought for a while and finally agreed to Xia Duolizi's request to stay on the front line.

With the additional explanation from Colonel Junis, he learned that Akstan is currently striving to obtain international assistance to deal with the Saudi Federation, which is several times or even dozens of times stronger than itself.

Among them, several countries with relatively good military industry development have begun to consider military aid. They have a batch of outdated air defense systems that can be used by Akstan, but they still need to seek the consent of the people.

Once this batch of air defense systems arrives, it will greatly improve Akstan’s embarrassing situation - at least, their T-62 tanks will no longer have to hide during the day and move at night.

Therefore, the General Staff approved Chatoliz's request in order to convey a true and credible report to the outside world.

"Well, that's all I have to say. Boss Xu, I'm going back first!" Junis waved his hand, then turned and left.

Watching the colonel's back as he walked away, Xu Bin thought for a moment, and finally said to Chatoliz, "Ms. Reporter, the device you are carrying doesn't have a communication function, right?"

"No, don't worry."

Chateau Liz took out a DV camera and a notebook from her pocket and said calmly:

"Before I came here, the colonel told me to leave all my communication equipment behind."

"Oh, then..."

Just when Xu Bin wanted to say something else, the other party suddenly changed the subject and started the interview directly:

"The new Foreign Minister of the Saudi Federation issued a statement yesterday, saying that many Oroshia people in northern Akstan hope that their land will be incorporated into the Saudi Federation, and that they will initiate a vote in this area to determine whether it can become the 'new territory' of the Saudi Federation. What do you think of this statement, Mr. Xu?"

“........” Xu Bin was silent for a moment.

Just because I wasn't on the news for more than 30 hours, I missed such an incredible statement.

After thinking for a while, he brushed off the goose bumps on his neck and said:

"How else can I see it? It's really like a whore putting up a chastity memorial. Invasion is invasion, why come up with so many fancy excuses? I really doubt whether Mr. Pollyosha is a little woman crying while holding a macaron, it's disgusting."

After that, he whispered an apology to Chatoliz, saying that he was not being sexist.

"Do you think... as long as you set foot on another country's soil to fight, it is considered 'invasion'?" Chatoliz didn't mind the offense just now and continued to ask.

"No, there are also wars of 'self-defense counterattack' among them." Xu Bin shook his head to prevent the other party from accidentally confusing the concepts:

"But a true self-defense counterattack would never be so shameless as to swallow up 'territory that it has acknowledged as belonging to others'. So I think this is one of the bases for judging whether 'aggression' has been established."

"What do you think of the Saudi Arabian Federation's claim that 'Akistani is in chaos and needs the Saudi Arabian Federation to send troops to quell the chaos as a friendly neighbor'?"

"Hey!" This short sentence made Xu Bin laugh out loud:

"In the 30s, the Japanese also used this excuse to break into our country. Isn't this a coincidence? Different imperialists in different eras actually have the same rhetoric. They are so in tune with each other!"

As he spoke, he got carried away and recalled the scenes he had seen when he sneaked into the "Toudou Soul-calling Shrine" in middle school.

"No matter how rotten or chaotic other countries are, that is their own business. You lead your troops in without their consent, under the pretext of 'solving chaos for neighboring countries'... Isn't this taking advantage of the situation? Did the Japanese invaders from the island countries solve the chaos when they came in? No. They are colonizers who came in to seize benefits, not so-called 'liberators'!"

"——Look, they are not from the same era as the Sand Federation, and they don't even have the same cultural heritage, but they can use the same words. The imperialists are a perfect match for the 'Davari clan', let them move to another planet, okay? Damn it"

Xu Bin suddenly felt a little dark in front of his eyes and felt dizzy...

After taking a few deep breaths, he realized that he couldn't continue his comments, otherwise he would be so angry that he would die. So he suggested that Chatoliz change the subject.

"Okay, then..." The other party thought for a moment and asked:

"Even though most countries consider the Saudi Arabian Federation's actions to be 'aggression', several countries in southern Akstan have not commented on it, claiming to remain neutral. What do you think of this?"

"This? I can understand." Xu Bin smiled after hearing this:

"Because of various complicated factors, people in some places really can't mess with the Saudi Union. Those countries have to consider the interests of their own people and remain neutral - they can't be like me, the head of the mercenaries, who has his own values ​​and can export them as much as he wants. I understand, really..."

"OK....."

In one hand, Chatoliz held up a DV to record the inner thoughts of the frontline fighters, while in the other hand she wrote something in the Hansic language in a notebook.

After finishing writing, she closed the notebook and the DV camera, stood up and stretched out her hand to Xu Bin:

"Thank you for accepting the interview. It will be dawn soon, and I have a personal question for you."

"But it doesn't matter."

"From your tone just now, do you...hate the Japanese and the Sand Federation?"

"Hate based on culture and ethnicity? You've misunderstood."

Xu Bin smiled, and his expression became much calmer:

"On the contrary, I quite like these two groups of people - I am deeply attracted by the cultural background of the former's 'beauty in sorrow' in literature; I am also fascinated by the melancholy and martyrdom temperament of the latter who grew up in suffering. How can one hate others in this way?"

He then added:

"They only care about ethnicity and bloodline, but fail to recognize their own class status, and let all values ​​of good and evil jump back and forth according to the interests of the former. Such people... are just idiots."

After saying this, he turned and left. There is an observation post on the ridgeline that the commander needs to go up at dawn...

Chatoliz didn't understand the pronunciation of "shabi" which was not in English, but she guessed it roughly.

Half an hour later...

The sun rose over the mountain, dispelling the cold night sky.

The shells flew out of the gun, driving away the precious tranquility.