Girls' Frontline Fanfiction: Tsar of the Mountain

Opening the Umbrella

"What the fuck is happening?!?" Zeldri rushed over to a window and peered outside. Cracks of gunfire echoed around them, and flashes of light could be seen inside the facility as the dolls started killing each other. What dolls were outside could be seen stumbling to their feet before promptly shooting the closest doll. "Horris!?"

"No no no no!" Horris was desperately sifting through the data he had before A-545 pulled the plug. "Why is something like this here!?"

"Horris!?" Zeldri was about to go over and shake the man, but his tablet beeped as SVD attempted to contact him.

"STOP!" Before Zeldri could accept the call, Horris rushed over and grabbed Zeldri's arm. Once he saw who it was, he ran out of the car towards the engine with Zeldri quickly following after him. "Close your ports!" Horris shouted once he was outside.

"Eh!?" SVD was leaning out a window as she had been watching the scene around them unfold. "Why-"

"Do it!" Zeldri didn't know what had Horris so spooked, but he gave the order. "We're switching to verbal communication only. And, start the engine! We're leaving as soon as Team One gets back."

"Roger, Commander!" SVD ducked back inside to tell her teammates.

"Now," Zeldri grabbed Horris' shoulder before he could run away again, "What the FUCK is going on!?"

"That asset," Horris explained as he attempted to calm his heart, "Is holding a virus that, from what I can tell, forcefully installs an OGAS operating system onto whatever it comes into contact with and it can spread over communication links! Those dolls," he gestured to the chaos around them, "Don't have the specs or space to run an OGAS system, so they're going into a berserk state and melting down!" He paused as his mind raced and he started thinking out loud, "That's why they overheated... So many dolls in one place it would clean itself up...!" The train engine roared to life as SVD's team made preparations to depart. But, this had a terrible side effect.

"Блядь (Fuck)!" Zeldri cursed to himself and drew his Makarov as all the dolls outside stopped firing on each other and turned towards the source of the noise. They stared at the train. It stared at the train. Every doll that was outside started rushing towards the train. "SVD! Prepare for combat!"

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"When I said I wanted action, cyber-zombies wasn't what I had in mind!" MDR complained as she and her dummy links gunned down a group of dolls that blocked their path. Team One was running back the way they came as they desperately tried to escape the collapsing facility. The earth shook as some unseen machinery collapsed on another floor and more alarms started to blare.

"Just follow me!" AR-57 led them as they reached a stairwell. Multiple dolls were stumbling down and spotted them. "Is it wrong to take my job seriously!?" She activated her skill and sent additional processing power to her comrades increasing their target designation speed.

"Two behind!" A-545 called out as she watched their rear and put a bullet into the heads of their pursuers. "Mondragon, you still holding up?"

"I'll be fine, focus on moving!" Mondragon wasn't shooting as she was carrying the asset on her back. Even with this unforeseen danger, she was determined to complete their mission.

"...Forty...five...?" The asset mumbled.

"Why do they keep mumbling that-AH?" MDR asked before giving a shout as two dolls fell from above and down the shaft in the middle of the spiral stairwell. There was a loud crash as they hit the ground, staining it with oil and their now twisted limbs.

"Maybe it's their sister unit, UMP45?" AR-57 gave her thoughts as she led her team up the stairs. "But, I didn't see any UMP45s laying around, and am pretty sure 16Lab never made a UMP45 t-doll. Or a UMP40 one, for that matter."