Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

"They're all small clubs anyway, why be afraid of them? If they come, just kill them all," Han Che said disdainfully, his eyes cold beneath his iron mask.

"Uh, never mind, Brother Han, I'm fine. Let's not let them affect us." Mule didn't even know what he was saying. How did he end up comforting Han Che?

In fact, these small clubs have some degree of friendship with each other, and as long as they are not mortal enemies, they are not likely to go to extremes in dangerous areas.

After all, these clubs are here to make money, and no one wants their operators to fail to evacuate and lose everything.

However, Mule truly felt the pressure. He wasn't really comforting Han Che; he just hoped Han Che wouldn't go too far.

Although Club 78 and Ace Club, to which Old K belongs, don't have much of a relationship, at least on the surface, the two haven't fallen out.

Most importantly, both of their clubs are among the top in terms of overall strength among the smaller clubs.

"That depends on what they do," Han Che said calmly.

Mule gave an awkward laugh and said no more. He could only hope that Old K and the other two would stop provoking Han Che.

Not long after, the Zero Dam portal began to ripple, and then officially opened.

Each team disappeared into the portal.

Han Che and the other two exchanged glances, nodded, and followed him into the portal.

Then, in a flash, my feet were firmly planted on solid ground.

"Where am I...?" Wang Kuo had just recovered from the brief dizziness of being teleported.

"The military camp's pipeline didn't teleport us to the first location in the administration building," Mule explained to Wang Kuo.

"Let's go, let's search the military camp first." Han Che didn't waste any words, picked up his gun and walked towards the military camp.

Mule nodded and followed, then suddenly noticed the weapon in Han Che's hand. What kind of gun was that? A fully modified Tenglong? Was that the gun he was carrying in the teleportation plaza earlier?

Of course not. Han Che didn't take out his gun in the square, and Mule didn't notice more than just that.

Underneath the ammunition pouch and backpack, Han Che's armor was not the level 4 MK2 bulletproof vest issued by the club.

Instead, it was replaced with a Level 5 elite bulletproof vest that looked very "similar" to it.

The huge pile of head armor and weapons I seized in Tide Prison has been sitting in my system space with nowhere to be used. Now it's a good time to take them out and clear out the inventory.

The number of Asara soldiers was much smaller than Han Che had imagined; at least, he didn't see a single Asara soldier inside the military camp's pipes.

After searching the military camp building, the group arrived at the tent area and saw two Asara soldiers patrolling among the tents.

Wang Kuo covered his mouth, afraid of making a sound, while the mule even considered taking a different route to sneak around it.

But somehow, they still didn't know whether the sound was leaked or if they were seen by two soldiers from a distance.

The two Asara soldiers did not shout or seek cover as they had done before.

They grabbed their guns and fired as they turned around, while running.

The one on the left was running and firing at the same time. The muzzle was jumping wildly, and the bullets swept over like water, hitting the ground next to the mule with a clanging sound.

The one on the right is even more outrageous. He took two steps and then did a side jump, swinging the gun in mid-air. When he landed, he rolled and then lay prone on the ground to fire.

"Holy crap!" Wang Kuo yelled and lunged to the side.

The mule ducked behind the wall, and the bullet grazed his shoulder before hitting the wall and breaking off a chunk of cement.

Han Che frowned as he watched the two Asara soldiers' tactical movements. Then, he picked up the Tenglong rifle and fired without hesitation.

The soldier on the left, who was still running, was instantly shot several times in the chest, exploding into a cloud of blood mist. He fell backward to the ground, and his gun flew far away.

The one on the right had just stood up when he saw his companion fall, so he rushed over here, firing as he went.

Han Che dodged the gunfire several times by sidestepping, then raised his hand to counterattack.

The soldier was shot twice in the chest and once in the head, instantly killed. He was still falling forward, landing face down on the ground and sliding more than half a meter.

The mule poked its head out from behind the wall and witnessed the entire battle, its mouth agape in disbelief.

The fighting style of those two Asara soldiers was already crazy enough, but this Boss Han was even crazier.

He jogged over to Han Che's side, "Boss Han, Brother Han!"

Hearing someone call his name, Han Che stopped reloading and turned to look at the mule running towards him. "Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Brother Han, you're so cool!" Mule praised without any attempt to hide his admiration, then his gaze was drawn to the spare magazine in Han Che's hand.

"How many bullets did Brother Han fire just now?"

"Huh?" Han Che was taken aback by the sudden question.

"Thirteen or fourteen shots?"

"Huh? Brother Han, isn't this a bit extravagant? We won't be able to break even..." Mule muttered weakly in a low voice.

"It's alright, not expensive at just over three thousand a round. It's good that you guys weren't injured." Han Che casually replied, continuing to load bullets into the magazine.

"Three thousand?" Mule's eyes widened and he screamed, then, as if realizing he had overreacted, he quickly lowered his voice.

"Boss Han, you fired... the golden bullet?"

"Yeah." Han Che loaded the last bullet into the magazine and put it back into the gun.

Mule's heart was bleeding silently. Who was the good guy who officially defined the Zero Dam on normal difficulty as requiring a gold bullet?

They usually use level one or two ammunition; using level three ammunition is considered a luxury...

"Let's go, we've searched this place enough." Han Che looked towards the administration building; the gunfire there hadn't stopped since earlier.

Wang Kuo limped over, his trouser leg torn and his knee scraped raw and bleeding.

"Are you injured?" the mule asked.

"I just wiped it off, I'm fine. Brother Han is amazing, he took care of them in no time." Wang Kuo said, then put on a bandage.

The three left the military camp and headed towards the west wing of the administration building.

Along the way, we encountered several more Asara soldiers, all of them the same.

They would spot people, turn the corner, and charge without hesitation, firing as they went.

Han Che dealt with them all cleanly and efficiently.

The mule almost always managed to evade the sudden attacks from soldiers hiding in corners or behind walls, and even helped Wang Kuo dodge bullets on several occasions.

Wang Kuo, who was standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded. He had never seen Asara's soldiers so reckless.

Just now, when a soldier jumped out, a bullet grazed his ear, and his ear is still ringing.

"Are you alright?" the mule asked him as it came over.

"It's nothing..." Wang Kuo touched his ear; there was no blood on his fingers. "I'm just a little dazed."

"You'll get used to it," Mule said, though he himself felt that this wasn't very convincing, so he changed his tune, "With Brother Han protecting us, don't be afraid. Just stick close and don't hold us back."

Wang Kuo nodded and repeatedly answered yes.

"We've arrived," Han Che said in a deep voice. At this moment, they had already reached the entrance of the west wing of the administration building.

Just now, the gunfire that had been going on in the west building for half a day finally stopped.