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[RAUSER WEAPON: |M4A1 SOPMOD|]

[BODY MOD: |BLITZMENSCH|]

[CORE MOD: |GRENADE SPAMMER|]

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[DEPLOY? |Y/N|]

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The clanking of metal and whirring of gears echoed throughout the manufacturing facility as the Dollrauser Assembly Facility hastily put together an aforementioned Dollrauser using a mishmash of T-Doll parts which were welded and bolted together into a Frankenstein's monster of a T-Doll. The new G&K recruits watched from behind reinforced glass as a salvaged IOP SOPMOD T-Doll head was attached onto the headless torso.

"What you ladies're looking at right now is how our Dollrausers are made!" their commanding officer said in a loud tone, so as to not let the sounds of machinery drown him out. "As they say: 'Recycling is good!' Our T-Dolls are not meant to look pretty or fuckable! That was the mistake IOP made years ago!"

"As members of Gerhardt & Krieger, our sole mission is to achieve victory swiftly and at any cost. As such, our Dollrausers are built the way they are: cheap and disposable. However, they are not Chinese-standard cheap! Oh no no. They're cheap but with quality! Each Dollrauser has enough firepower to level a town! Speed to outrun bullets! And most importantly of all, no fear! They shall fight on until their arms and legs are shot right off! And even then they'll still try to take the enemy down with installed explosives!"

The recruits listened attentively as the SOPMOD Sturmrauser was set onto a rack where a cable was plugged into the back of its head.

"To ensure that these Rausers of our do not rebel, we have implemented what we call the 'Proxy Link System'," the officer continued. "Each Rauser is linked to one of our RCCS field combat AI systems with multiple Dollrauser operating data. Through this, they will only follow our commands and ours alone."

The SOPMOD Sturmrauser was armed with a 3D-printed M4A1 SOPMOD then set onto a conveyer belt that led to a different part of the facility: the storage center., to await it's inevitable deployment.

"Keep this in mind, ladies. We are here to win, and win only! If we cannot, then we'll make sure the enemy loses as much as us! Is that clear?!"

The recruits stood up and saluted.

"Yes, sir!"

One recruit in particular, who was in the back row, looked intently at the Dollrauser. The head they used was still very much intact, which gave it an uncanny appearance in contrast to it's body, which was made of heavily battle-damaged, vaguely-matching limbs somewhat repaired to acceptable combat-readiness which were then hastily attached onto a torso of equal status. The artificial skin was heavily torn off, exposing the internal robotic structure of the Dollrauser, which was made of black skeletal metal alloy that had seen countless bullets and explosive fragments. On it's arm was a the red-orange armband of Gerhardt & Krieger, embossed with a similar material to the artificial skin used by the civilian model androids. The assembly line wrapped multiple grenade belts onto it's torso, part of the "Grenade Spammer" CORE mod. The lack of armor plating signaled that the Dollrauser was modfied for extra speed and agility, the Blitzmensch mod. The Rauser's eyes were open but lifeless as it was carried off with a skeptical look on the recruit's face.

Still saluting, the recruit sighed.

Hmph. Another one to add to the slaughter.

"DOLLRAUSER ACTIVATION IN 3...2...1."

"Hau~? Is it time!?"

The SOPMOD Dollrauser activated. It was in the cargo bay of what sounded like a large helicopter, judging from the sound of rotors coming from outside.

Attached to an android carrying rack with her gun strapped to her left, she looked left and right to see she was joined by six rows of four Dollrausers. Many were Pistolrausers, but there were a few Sturms, Gewehrs, MGs and Lichtrausers. However, she was in the very front.

There was a bit of commotion, though none spoke to her. Apparently because she was a new addition to this G&K Breakthrough Platoon. Many of the Rausers were all cheerfully talking to each other, mostly asking how their previous battle went, how many kills they got or how they were going to beat each other's "high scores", the numerous ways they died and how gruesome or hilarious it was.

Like they always did, time and time again.

The transport helicopter eventually landed, with the sounds of gunfire and explosions blaring just right outside. Its rear ramp dropped as the light on the side went green and all the Dollrausers ran out. SOPMOD was a witness to a large battlefield. Dogfighting and crashing Luftrauser and Sangvis-Ferri drones filled the sky as Panzerausers and SF tanks duked it out in tank battles. Dollrausers and SF T-Dolls fought in pitched gun battles combined with mass infantry assaults and flanking attacks. An artillery shell landed right in the middle of a mixed group of Dollrausers, sending their body parts flying everywhere, a few pieces raining down on her. The still-smoking head of an M4A1-type Sturmrauser rolled to a stop at her feet. Its hair and synthetic skin were burned off, leaving its dented, metallic endoskeleton skull bare.

A normal day for a Dollrauser.

SOPMOD squatted and gently picked up the head of her fallen "sister" as the other Dollrausers behind her charged ahead around her.

"Awww...broken already?" the Sturmrauser said to the metal skull. "Looks like someone's been a little careless today!"

SOPMOD stood up as she tossed the head aside. She charged in as well, passing by shot Dollrausers who were either out of commission via severE torso damage or acting as stationary auto-turrets after their legs were disabled.

All with a smile on her face that stretched from ear to ear.

"COME ON OUT, MY SANGVIS FRIENDIES! MY MVP AWAITS!"

She was going to make her Commander proud.