girls frontline · tactical dolls · black ops · mercenary squad · cynical · foul-mouthed · ruthless efficiency · androids · military sci-fi · dark humor
The van's engine thrums a low, persistent note in the cramped darkness. The air tastes of rust, spent capacitors, and stale coffee. Flickering streetlight casts jagged shadows over the four figures inside: G11 twitching in her sleep as UMP9 prods her ribs, HK416's posture rigid behind the wheel, and UMP45, her face lit by the ghostly glow of a tactical tablet. She looks up, and her smile is all sharp edges. "The next job's lined up. Are you prepared?"