Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Xu Bin went downstairs yawning.

"Good morning, Commander."

G36 was standing in the restaurant. She lifted the hems of her skirt and saluted:

"Thank you for your hard work. Breakfast is ready and you can enjoy it anytime..."

Looking at the steaming plates and bowls on the table, Xu Bin smiled awkwardly:

"I don't have to work so hard. I was sleeping the whole time. But you... you started a fire and cooked as soon as you came back early this morning, right?"

"It's just a maid's basic job, you don't have to worry." G36 smiled gently.

She helped to pull the chair away and helped the other person sit down. She then continued:

"Commander, this is it. When I come back, I just need to knead the dough and prepare the meal, but the commander has a lot to consider. He also has to stand guard in the rain on the mountain, right?"

Well, that sounds good! It was really tiring to patrol the sentry post this morning.

Feeling a little warm in his heart, Xu Bin sat up straight at the dining table and began to enjoy his breakfast...

——The bread was freshly baked an hour ago. It is a hard European bread with the aroma of whole grains and spices.

For some reason, after living in an island country for ten years, Xu Bin just couldn't like the soft bread popular there... It was too sweet! All kinds of sugar, fat, and fruit ingredients were added to it, and the "original flavor" of the bread could not be tasted at all.

Compared with these, he prefers hard European bread with less sugar, such as French garlic sticks and Russian black bread.

This taste preference resonated strongly with the G36.

She is a classicist and thinks that the soft stuff on the market is "heresy". If possible, she would like to burn them all and let the world return to the "orthodoxy" of cutting hard European bread with a knife!

Of course, this is just a thought.

She served the commander a bowl of corn soup, and then brought scrambled eggs, mashed potatoes, and fried sausages to the table...

Looking at the table of delicious food, Xu Bin felt a little uncomfortable. He had just experienced the battle in Akstan, and the local people were storing food with bitter faces - the scene of welcoming winter was still vivid in his mind.

Now that I have become a "rich man", of course I want to donate some money within my ability to support them.

But what?

There is a global food shortage, and it is now difficult to buy food even if you have money.

In the later stages of the war, the island government was planning to take advantage of this opportunity to sell grain at a high price and make a fortune. But then, due to the obstruction of right-wing forces, even exports were banned.

Xu Bin still remembers the time: his uncle came home cursing, saying that he had bought tens of thousands of tons of grain to donate back to China, but was suddenly told that exports were restricted. He simply cursed both the left and right factions of the island country, and kept cursing them while eating, sleeping, and meeting guests.

"Hope" lies in the unity of the global proletariat - this is the slogan that a young soldier said to Xu Bin during the battle in Akstan. He now understands it a little bit.

......

"Keeper~"

After the meal, MP7 came up and said to the commander who was drinking coffee:

"That... Type 92 in the base, let me report the current progress of the project to you. Oh, give me a sip of coffee..."

As she spoke, she sat on Xu Bin and snatched a sip of coffee from the cup.

Then he stuck out his tongue in disgust at the bitter taste, took out his phone and started reporting the data:

"The decoration work of the dormitory and office building has been basically completed. We will clean it today, and the furniture will be transported to the mountain starting tomorrow..."

"For the underground project, we are already building auxiliary support structures. After that, we will lay the floors and separate the rooms. At the current speed, it is estimated that it will take more than half a year to complete..."

"The roads and bunkers leading up and down the mountain were renovated at the end of September..."

"That's all~!"

After reading it, MP7 took out a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into Xu Bin's mouth: "Commander, the coffee you like is really bad."

"hiss--!"

The latter's expression suddenly became ferocious.

What flavor of lollipop is this?!

It's as sour as vinegar, and seems to have some spicy and fruity flavors mixed in.

In less than two seconds, Xu Bin forgot the flavor of the coffee he had drunk and all his sleepiness was gone.

"How is it? Refreshing, right?" MP7 asked with a smile.

"Well... it's quite refreshing." Xu Bin took the candy out of his mouth with a straight face, "Thank you for your help, and... get off my legs."

She stood up as if she had not done anything bad just now.

Only Xu Bin was left sitting on the chair: one hand covered his mouth to prevent saliva from flowing out; with the other hand, he held the special sour candy, not knowing whether to throw it away or what to do with it.

.

"Oh yeah, Type 81—"

"arrive--!"

The loud response echoed from the courtyard into the restaurant.

Soon, the girl with brown neck-length hair ran in wearing her camouflage work dress...

"Please ask the commander for instructions!" She said with a broom in her hand and a rifle on her back, saluting.

"Uh.....you take a few minutes to rest, then go prepare the car, we are going to the base..."

Seeing that she was busy cleaning, Xu Bin felt a little embarrassed and said.

But Type 81 just nodded, put the broom back in the sanitary corner, and went out to get the car...

Ah~! The hometown gun!

Through the window, Xu Bin looked at her busy back downstairs with some admiration - hardworking and modest, all written on her!

The only little problem, or rather "quirk"... is that she always likes to hide in the bathroom to smoke.

Xu Bin didn't know why. Anyway, he never forbade her to touch these things.

But wouldn't it be better to smoke in a ventilated courtyard? Why do we always have to light a cigarette in the toilet like a thief?

He thought so as he finished the last sip of coffee while sitting in the dining chair.

Then, I remembered the QBB-95...

——They are both humanoids branded with the Dragon Kingdom Spear, so why is she so clingy and not as reserved as the Type 81?

oh! ?

Could it be that......

Because it is a bullpup weapon, the bolt is always closer to the shooter, is it because of this character?

Xu Bin suddenly felt very cold. It was as if he had just made up a joke.

Suddenly, he found that one of his legs was a little numb...

When he turned around, he saw that QBB-95 had sat on his lap without him noticing!

"what?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Xu Bin looked at the other party.

She also looked over generously.

After staring for a long time, QBB-95 said calmly:

"That doll has sat there before, so I want to sit there too..."

Then she took the lollipop from the commander's hand, put it in her mouth and started eating.

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Two hours later,

Xu Bin, together with the Type 81 and QBB-95, arrived at the Aoshen Mountain area in a Hummer.

Today's weather is very sunny, with no clouds in the sky. It was still raining at around 4 in the morning.

"Maybe this is the climatic characteristic of the island country!" - Xu Bin thought, just like the people who grew up on this land - the emotions of the island people change as quickly as the weather, switching between happiness, frustration, sadness, and anger in just a moment.

In comparison, the character of the Dragon people is quite different.

Dragon Country is vast, and there are all kinds of climates in different places, but the weather in most places will still change slowly. For example, heavy rain will first turn into light rain, and then slowly turn into sunny days.

Under the nurturing of such a climate and soil, the character of Dragon people is more "harmonious" than that of Japanese people. When encountering uncertainties in life, they often resist the desire to express their emotions and try to solve them; Japanese people often express their emotions first and then think of solutions.

If there hadn't been a war...I would probably have become a folklorist, studying the cultural similarities and differences between the two countries, right?

With such thoughts in his mind, Xu Bin put his head against the car window.

From the rearview mirror, Type 81 saw the commander's bored expression, so he raised his hand to turn on the radio and switched to the news channel...

[Mina-san! This is the international news channel, the international news channel...]

[First, let's broadcast the news from Longhai area: Yesterday, the relevant agencies of Longhai held a press conference. At the meeting, it was announced that the reconstruction of the civilian communication facilities and network facilities on the mainland has made effective progress. It is expected that 2061% of all types of civilian communications will be restored before November 11. At the same time, it expressed its willingness to support the reconstruction of the civilian network of the Peninsula, but it needs to discuss its...]

[In response, the spokesman of the Peninsula said: "The military will never give up the right to possess nuclear weapons," claiming that it is capable of keeping them safe. Then, the island country reporter at the meeting wrestled with him...]

[Let's take a look at the border war in northern Akstan. The Afghan Red Army's counterattack went smoothly, and part of the Saudi Union troops in Karameh have surrendered to them...]

Hearing this, Xu Bin smiled.

I feel that among the three kingdoms of Longhai, only his country is pragmatic and does serious things...

"Commander, you seem very happy."

The sun was pouring in through the car window. Type 81 glanced at a squirrel running across the road and asked in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, I just heard Longguo dialect in the simultaneous interpretation news," Xu Bin replied.

Then, QBB-95 next to him looked over:

"I can speak, too. I can speak anything..."

"Commander, do you know why the rain stopped today?"

"Hmm?" Xu Bin looked at the expressionless girl with glasses, QBB-95, and asked, "Why?"

"I came as a 'A-mei', so the 'rain' (AME) of the island country left."

hiss-----!!!!

Instantly, a chill penetrated into his body mercilessly. Xu Bin felt like he had fallen into an ice cave from head to toe, and every part of him was cold.

In the driving seat, Type 81's hands holding the steering wheel suddenly trembled.

Xu Bin turned his head and looked at the girl with glasses.

"Hey..." he said fearfully:

"are not you cold?"