Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

Boom!

As Renault contemplated how much profit they could make from selling the crops on the ship, he suddenly felt the ship shake violently!

An attack? Anti-aircraft weapons?

Ordinary anti-air missiles wouldn't cause such a disturbance on the entire ship. Only specialized anti-ship weapons and large-caliber cannons would have that capability.

But it was just a shake.

Renault assessed the extent of the damage to the ship. That last hit probably just left a dent in the ship's hull. They were far from being knocked out of the sky.

"Commander! What's happening!?"

Just as he was thinking, the hatch on the bridge suddenly opened, and M1 Garand, G36, and others hurriedly rushed onto the bridge, anxiously inspecting Renault.

"It's nothing, just a hit. No big deal, but still, notify the others to prepare for combat. We might need to go down and fetch something later."

As Renault spoke, he retrieved the information detected by the sensors and squinted at the holographic images of several huge cannons.

They couldn't exactly be called cannons anymore. Inside them might be mixed with some particle weapon technology and some electromagnetic weapon technology.

"What are these...?" M1 Garand asked with some hesitation as she looked at the holographic images of these weapons.

"These are the things that just hit us, as well as the ones that previously attacked Griffin's base. It's unexpected that we just passed by, yet Sangvis Ferri still targeted us."

Although there was only one bombardment, Renault didn't think it was accidental.

"These are Sangvis Ferri's Jupiter cannons, modified from previous technological reserves into long-range defensive weapons, effective against both ground and air targets." Scarecrow who had come over explained.

These weapons had already been under construction before she went to S09. She didn't expect that Sangvis Ferri would successfully create and even deploy them in such a short time.

"I see. But these things' anti-air capabilities are probably limited to slower-moving targets at a distance, right?"

Adjusting the barrel speed of such massive defensive cannons wasn't that fast.

It wasn't surprising that their ship was hit while cruising, but once the ship picked up speed, these Jupiter cannons probably couldn't do much.

Moreover, the elevation angle of the Jupiter cannons was limited. If the angle was too steep, it might cause deformation of the support structure below.

"Commander, you don't intend to move those Jupiter cannons onto the ship as ship the main cannon, do you?"

Seeing Renault squinting at the holographic images, Intruder, who had also followed over, raised an eyebrow with a strange expression.

Although the size of those Jupiter cannons relative to the ship wasn't much, the main bodies and power supply devices of those cannons were still astonishingly large. Otherwise, Sangvis Ferri wouldn't have made them so huge.

If they wanted to move the Jupiter cannons onto the ship, just the enormous barrels alone would be headache-inducing.

"Exactly, two of them are enough. These things aren't too powerful. Having two on the ship as secondary cannons will suffice."

Renault clapped his hands.

He had been troubled before about how to get ship cannons, but now, there were ready-made ones available. Why bother creating new ones?

Discomforted by Renault's suggestion, Intruder couldn't utter another word.

She wanted to remind Renault that the main bodies of the Jupiter cannons were too large. Even if they could fit into the ship, they would take up a lot of space, and taking them away would be more trouble than it was worth.

Ignoring Intruder's embarrassment for now, after receiving Renault's prompt, M1 Garand immediately mobilized all the personnel in the ship.

As for AR15 who was still on Renault's ship, she was now somewhat at a loss while watching a group of tactical dolls spring into action.

Seeing their movements, it was evident that there was a mission on Renault's side again.

Unfortunately, she, as an outsider, hadn't decided whether to fully join Renault's side yet.

But now, it appears she had no other choice...

It sounded good before, "It's up to you whether to stay or leave."

Yeah, it was up to her, but if she disagreed, would she have to jump off this ship flying in the sky?

"Are you going on a mission?" AR15 asked curiously, seeing P90 and others preparing their equipment.

"Ah? Sort of, but it should just be some small tasks like moving things."

Renault hadn't formally announced through the broadcast. It indicated that the situation wasn't urgent. If there were really urgent tasks, Renault would directly send all the task-related information to their neural cores through the broadcast system.

"Moving things?"

Seeing the group of neatly equipped tactical dolls, although they didn't have extra equipment on them, they were definitely fully loaded with ammunition. Some even directly changed out of their skirts, showing no intention of going into battle wearing them.

It looked like she had already lost...

After all, their fully armed appearance looked very professional. Otherwise, they wouldn't scare off humans as soon as they saw them with such a battle-ready look.

In the security tasks assigned by Griffin, the appearance of tactical dolls was crucial.

At the very least, they wouldn't be like P90 and others now, with ammunition magazines all over their bodies, and even knives, steel rods, and folding axes, none missing.

In that case, clients might be scared away as soon as they saw them in battle attire.

"AR15? Why don't you stay here this time? Just wait in the cabin for a while." Seeing AR15 emerge from her room, M1 Garand also advised.

After all, AR15 hadn't experienced...

Experienced the necessary path of Renault's subordinates, and her neural core and physical body hadn't been replaced yet, so it was safer for her to stay on the ship for now.

"But..."