Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Before they could be told where they were seated, Thomson led M16 and Lovan to their seats in the guest section.

Such an impolite act was clearly a provocation; it was just a matter of when they would lose their temper. However, Thomson certainly wouldn't underestimate their patience.

The screens on the wall showed the Godfather and his entourage from different boxes, all exchanging pleasantries with Thomson, creating quite a lively scene.

M16 leaned back slightly; she had no interest in this pointless exchange and was only there to support the operation and maintain order.

As for Luo Fan, since his position was only that of a staff officer, he couldn't get a word in edgewise conversations between godfathers. After all, the Mafia was an organization that placed great importance on hierarchy, and at this moment, he still had to follow their etiquette to some extent.

He had been listening to the girls' reports through his earpiece without responding, but that wasn't convenient now; he could only judge the girls' movements based on the sounds coming through the earpiece.

"The snipers are in position and observing the area around the hotel. The view is clear, the weather is good, and there is no traffic congestion. They are ready to be deployed at any time."

"The support team is in position and is infiltrating the restaurant."

"The First and Second Armies are en route to the private territory of the Rothschild and Quinn families, ready to launch an attack at any time."

Very well, it seems the Godfathers are still completely unprepared for this. After all, no one expected them to take advantage of this meeting to cause trouble, and it was this one act that cost them their lives...

Thomson was still exchanging pleasantries with the godfathers: "Gentlemen, even though you're in the Mafia, you still have to have some bottom line. Raising prices at a time like this, don't you think it's too obvious? Or do you do this every year during the flu season?"

“In business, you have to know how to seize opportunities,” Rothschild replied. “And you are taking those opportunities away from all of us, just like those damned British guys who ripped us off for fuel recently. You should know that we are mutually beneficial, honest, and legitimate listed companies. Doing business cannot go against the objective laws of the market economy.”

"Oh, now that you mention it, it's true. Price cuts like this have indeed impacted the market, but there's nothing we can do about it. People just buy into it. After all, I also want to be a little more honest and be a reputable company that benefits the people."

Thomson grinned, clearly not a single word in her statement was sincere. However, it was difficult for the other party to find any logical flaws in her words, since no one would readily admit to profiting from someone else's misfortune.

Thomson continued, "If all else fails, why don't you talk to my staff? I've handed over most of the operations to him."

Luo Fan was leaning back in his chair listening to the girls' reports when Tang Ge's words suddenly pulled him back to reality.

He glanced sideways, his expression saying, "Is this part of the plan?"

Tom's eyes were full of: "It's time for you to show off, BOSS. Hurry up and piss them off, then take their lives!"

501 The instigator

It's fine for Luo Fan to say a few words, but the problem is that when Tang Ge explained to them, she said that she had entrusted Luo Fan with full responsibility for the business operations, which is equivalent to dumping all the main responsibility on Luo Fan. He was really wronged.

However, the main plan and general direction were indeed personally planned by Luo Fan, and it seems there are no problems...

Fine, I'll say a few words. Anyway, the guys sitting here are all going to die sooner or later.

The man adjusted his posture, pressed the small device in his hand twice quickly, and then prepared to speak.

Meanwhile, the girls located in various Mafia "legion" strongholds in New York also received a coded message from Lovan, indicating that Lovan would enter a negotiation phase and the plan would begin ahead of schedule. The girls would then proceed with the planned purge of each family ahead of schedule.

Meanwhile, the girls near Lovan continued to await Lovan's instructions...

"I think the Godfather would understand the problem of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, right?"

"What do you mean?"

Luo Fan calmly said, "You can understand the idiom from Donghuang as... well... collecting all the principal at once without charging interest, which means the profit is much less."

The other party was, after all, a person of some standing, and he had to show him considerable respect, even though the other party was nearing the end of his life.

“I understand,” Rothschild said, his brow furrowing slightly. “But this method doesn’t always work in every situation, at least not now.”

Why not?

Luo Fan was also interested in hearing what this godfather had to say.

The other person took a sip of wine and then explained with gestures: "You have to understand that the economy is divided into necessary consumption and enjoyment consumption. The two are a matter of the necessity of demand. In a sluggish economy, the amount of enjoyment consumption can be reduced appropriately, but necessary consumption... unless a substitute with a comparable cost-performance ratio can be found, even if the price increases, the product will still only be a choice for people."

The godfather's eyes gradually turned cunning, like a fox gloating over its clever scheme to snatch food from a tiger's mouth.

Luo Fan basically understood what the other party meant, but it contradicted his own beliefs to some extent.

"That being said, if we can reach a consensus with people's income levels, and while ensuring profits as much as possible, also gain a good reputation among the people, wouldn't that be more beneficial to the long-term development of the family?"

While asking questions, Luo Fan was also constantly receiving information from the girls through his earpiece...

"This is AA12. Attack initiated. Currently destroying the Quinn Corporation's third stronghold..."

"From OTs-14, clearing operation begins. Our legion has extended the combat zone into the city."

"From Danderley, a full-scale offensive has begun. The combat zone is rapidly expanding. The bar is closed. Observation continues..."

"Tayarous is in position at the restaurant, awaiting instructions."

......

“No, Mr. Lothric,” the Godfather said, raising his index finger and waving it, his denial laced with mockery. “We are businessmen, and of course, we must prioritize profit. The reason for this situation is that the prices of all drugs will be raised, forcing people to buy large quantities of the drugs they need to prepare for the future, especially now that a biohazard has broken out.”

Lovan and the two godfathers beside him were already displeased, but Rothschild's explanation continued...

"It's not just us; countries would want to do this too, because when prices rise, taxes also rise accordingly. For a country, this is a great opportunity to increase fiscal revenue. Although it's dirty, it's very effective. Not just in the White Eagle, but in most countries you know."

This is a cruel reality, the very essence of how this vast nation of White Eagle operates—dirty and corrupt. Lofan has no right to comment. Even if their methods appear to benefit the people, they are fundamentally disruptive to the market, with far more serious consequences. Moreover, their motives are not pure. Lofan and the girls are not much cleaner than those present here…

But, isn't it okay to feign dissatisfaction to a certain extent?

"Therefore, the state indulged you, and you became even more reckless, ultimately leading to the so-called market rules we know today..."

"You can't say that. We are just making adjustments in accordance with the needs of the country and the times, as well as objective economic laws."

The facts are described in a "grand and dignified" manner, cruel and hard to refute. After all, from a businessman's perspective, his statement is indeed correct.

In the eyes of the godfathers, Luo Fan's so-called benevolent approach was nothing more than that of a childish brat, but even they, as shrewd as they were, only saw the surface. No one could guess what consequences Luo Fan's plan would ultimately bring.

But this sarcastic remark infuriated Luo Fan and M16, so there was no need to keep them any longer...

Thomson turned to look at Lofan and coldly announced the verdict: "Boss, get ready to make your move..."

"Um......"

Luo Fan nodded in agreement, then turned his gaze to the Godfathers in front of him and on the screen, his expression gradually changing from composure to contempt.

Because he saw that these accomplished old men gradually lowered their eyes and became increasingly astonished.

Rothschild adjusted his headphones and demanded in a deep voice, "What did you say?!"

"when......."

"That shouldn't be the case..."

For a moment, everyone was in a state of panic, as their subordinates reported one unbelievable and despairing fact after another, while in Lovan's ears were reports of breakthroughs and successes.

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Their faces were ashen, as if they had swallowed flies, but Luo Fan alone smiled coldly, standing out starkly in the oppressive atmosphere.

This is the smile unique to the instigator, a ruthless mockery of those who believe they have everything under control. These old guys have spent decades scheming and fighting in the business world, only to be fooled by a young man...

Surprised, everyone?

Luo Fan's voice rang out again, and only then did everyone notice that chilling sneer.

Rothschild finally realized what was happening, utterly astonished: "Could it be you...?"

"Hmm~?"

The man smiled, took a glass of whiskey from Thomson, and drank it.

So that's how it is, that's the truth... The two godfathers were just a facade, the real decision-makers were...!

"As you all probably guessed, you've also come to understand a harsh reality: we're not exactly conscientious businessmen..."

He raised the pistol from the tablet and quickly pressed the trigger three times in his hand...

"But everyone, you're blocking our path to wealth..."

In an instant, gunshots rang out throughout the restaurant, screams filled the air, and a bloody spectacle began...

Luo Fan raised his pistol, pointed it at "The Godfather's" head, and sneered, "Adios~"

"boom!"

502 Wang Yi abandoned his troops

M870 kicked down the wooden door and rushed into the room. Just as he was about to raise his gun to aim, he saw a pile of corpses and the unharmed Luo Fan and others. Some of the corpses were even smashed to pieces.

Luo Fan was looking at a huge hole in the wall and gave a thumbs up at the hole.

Clearly, this scene also featured the work of a sniper doll...

Now that the situation had been resolved, M870 didn't say anything more and led Luo Fan out of the private room.

"how is it now?"

While remaining vigilant, Luo Fan quickly asked.

M870 loaded his bullets and peered around the corner: "There are still a large number of armed personnel in the restaurant that have not been cleared out. We will proceed with your plan to completely eliminate them in the restaurant before heading to support other legions."

"Alright, let's move out!"

They are now in a state of combat and ready to participate in the subsequent clearing operations.

After tonight, the underground landscape of New York will be transformed; they will become the rule-makers, and the oligarchs will have to pay attention to their gaze.

They are the Thomson family of New York, river-watchers of the Hudson River, and their Mafia legend, beginning tonight, will never end...

While the restaurant was being cleared, gunfights continued in the streets outside, marking the largest street gang shootout in New York since the city entered modern society.

"Executioner, flank attack, now!"

Luo Fan immediately gave the order, and the executioner rushed out from the side room in an instant, wielding his cleaver and killing all the enemies before they could react.

The raid was successfully averted, allowing everyone to move on to the next area to continue clearing the area. Meanwhile, Thompson was firing her "Thompson" pistol, killing a large number of enemies under her barrage of fire.

"It's been a long time since I've fired a gun like this!"

She seemed to be addicted, taking advantage of her human-like thick skin to charge forward recklessly.

Meanwhile, Tayarous was operating on the upper floors, following Lovan's instructions.

Even without that mecha, she remains an unstoppable force for humanity. Her white gauze dress sweeps across the crimson marble floor tiles, while her floating cannons annihilate anything that dares to stand in her way.

"As instructed, the person present will die..."

She kept murmuring as she walked through the corridors. Unlike Luo Fan and the others, she didn't need to hide; she only needed to kill any living thing within her sight.

She had no concept of the innocent; even if someone tried to take hostages to threaten her, they were ultimately killed by a single shot.

"Here, and there, they weren't hidden well enough. Remove them..."

As they spoke, two more people were shot and killed by the floating cannons.

"Damn it, what's wrong with that girl?!"

"Back up! There's no cover here!"

"Impossible! I definitely hit it!"

Her existence inspires despair; with outstretched fingers, she grasps several lives in her grasp, just as the meaning she was given from birth to death suggests. Nieto existed solely for the purpose of destruction and the propagation of her ideology.

She alone caused a commotion greater than several small teams combined...

Squads on the streets are also engaging in firefights with the enemy. With Dandelion's assistance, they have a greater information advantage and can also make traffic conditions work in their favor, slowing down the response time.

Although the Thomson family's businesses were not as large as the previous two, they had just as many people due to their generous treatment, and the girls were leading such a legion in battle.

Dandre's eyes instantly scanned countless images: enemy locations, police deployment, traffic conditions—she saw it all clearly and sent the relevant information in real time to her teammates on the front lines.

"Two large-scale firefights have occurred in the city in two consecutive days. It seems that social conflicts in White Eagles are bound to erupt."

Dandre's extremely powerful computing capabilities allow her to think extra while performing tasks, and right now, she is considering the possible outcomes.

The conflict over gun control may escalate to the international level, which is something that cannot be suppressed no matter what. The downfall of the two powerful families will also have a strong impact on the economy, reshape their monopoly positions, and may lead to the gradual dismissal of several members of parliament. Both the business and political circles will undergo dramatic changes simultaneously. In such a chaotic situation, it will also be an opportunity for them to climb the social ladder.

"The commander even thought of that..."

Danderley had already heard about Lovan's plan beforehand, and was only surprised, nothing more.

“It’s a cruel but effective method, but that’s the price you pay for treating us like family, isn’t it?”

It is relatively safe for them, but it is undoubtedly a disaster for the whole society, and it can remind White Eagle of the days of decades ago.

And as long as it succeeds...

Danderley calmed himself down and then threw himself into the mission.

"We will remain steadfast in our commitment to your plan..."

......

Inside the company, employees were blocking the entrance with a large amount of items to avoid being caught in the crossfire. Nemokin was guiding them in an orderly manner. Pascal and Ti were looking out the window at the cityscape of New York City, while Gray and Morido were playing a game of chess.