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

"Look, everyone, check out the first-person perspective from the Samurai Sword Club!"

"Holy crap! Are these people crazy?"

The viewers' attention shifted from the left side of the screen to the right. In the right-hand view, three people with samurai swords were running.

It's a full-speed run without restraining your steps.

The corridor rushed past them on both sides, the image shaky and jerky.

A lamp, a pillar, and an iron gate occasionally flash across the screen.

The three of them were breathing heavily, panting heavily; you could hear them struggling even through the screen.

"The three members of the Hibiscus Club are fully armed, but aren't they wearing headgear or armor? Are they running naked?"

"Little Japanese bastard, here for a sword fight?"

"Aren't you afraid of running into someone while running so fast?"

"The sound of those footsteps could be heard throughout half the prison."

"Wait a minute, what are they wearing? Are those bulletproof vests? Why are they so thin?"

"It's a lightweight ammunition loadout! There aren't many slots!"

"Not even wearing a helmet? Just headphones?"

"Are they here to die?"

The comments were flooding in like crazy; before I could even finish reading one, more than a dozen had already appeared.

After running for a while, a hand appeared on the screen, reaching in from the edge of the screen, and pulled out a red object from the magazine, which was thin and long like a pen.

He pulled off the cap and plunged it into his chest.

The needle is not visible in the footage. The hand inserts the syringe into the chest, pushes it all the way in, pulls it out, and casually throws it on the ground.

Then I saw his shoulder twitch after he finished stabbing, and then he continued running.

"What is that?"

"Red needle?"

"Combat stimulant!"

"Red needles aren't cheap, are they? A single one costs tens of thousands."

"Look, he's stuck another one in his hair."

"Did they spend all the money they would have spent on gear on drugs?"

In the scene, the three people run for a while and then prick themselves with a red needle.

They were indeed fast, much faster than normal running, their legs moved incredibly fast, and their stride frequency was so high that it seemed as if someone was chasing them.

"Holy crap! They're going this way! They're heading to the warden's office!"

The three samurai followed a straight line, without detours, strategic positioning, or dodging gunfire.

They rushed towards the sound of gunfire. Several prisoners flashed across the screen, holding guns. Before they could react, three people had already run past them.

The prisoners fired several shots, which grazed past them, most of which missed. Some bullets grazed their limbs, but they paid no attention and just kept running.

"Are you fucking insane?"

"Are they going to storm straight into the warden's office?"

"Operation Crow Hunter! They're trying to steal Operation Crow Hunter!"

"Hibiscus is still dawdling over there, while we're almost there."

The comments were scrolling across the screen. On the left, Hibiscus was still wandering around in that computer room, and three people were walking back and forth in the room, as if they were looking for something.

On the right side of the screen, the samurai sword has already run past the gate of the administrative district. The image is shaking more, and the breathing sounds are heavier.

Another red needle was inserted, the cap removed. The three continued running, their footsteps echoing in the corridor.

"Are these three people's lungs still usable?"

"With this kind of red needle treatment, you'll need to stay in bed for three days after you leave."

"They're betting on this one gamble; if they get the mission, they win."

"What's the point of getting the mission? The warden will come out as soon as the mission is over. Can they even beat the warden?"

"Once we accept the mission, the warden is our teammate. Why fight?"

"You believe that? You believe the warden can team up with the players?"

"That's what the Dragon Club said, go and argue with them."

"The Dragon Club people say the warden helped them fight the Ravens, is that the same thing?"

"How is it different? Helping them fight ravens makes you teammates, right?"

In the left-hand image, Hibiscus and her two companions are still in that computer room.

Lee Junho stood in the middle of the room, looking at the large screen on the wall, his brows furrowed.

"So they divided it up beforehand? Hibiscus took Kuroshio, and the samurai took Crow Hunter?"

"I don't believe it. If the division was really done, would the people from the Samurai Sword Club be running away like their lives depended on it?"

"Judging from their behavior, they've probably fooled the Hibiscus people. When have those Samurai Sword gang ever been honest?"

"Just watch, there's definitely something fishy going on."

"Those three 'Hibiscus' types are still holed up in the computer lab!"

"What are you squatting there for? Squatting over someone with a samurai sword?"

In the video, three members of the Hibiscus Club are hiding in several corners and behind tables in the computer room.

Judging from their appearance, they are clearly lying in wait at the Black Tide Operation mission location.

"Captain, something's not right!" After a while, Kim Soo-min frowned and walked over to Lee Jun-ho.

"It's so quiet! Why isn't anyone coming?"

They lay in wait in the computer room for a while, but the longer they stayed, the more uneasy they felt.

Lee Junho's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant. After Kim Soo-min said that, he felt that something was wrong even more.

"Let's go! Quickly to the warden's office!" Without giving Lee Jun-ho any more time to think, he got up, turned around, and started walking towards the warden's office.

Li Junhao walked at the front of the group without saying a word.

Really? It can't be, right?

Did that old bastard Shimada lie to me?

He wanted to quicken his pace, but the heavy armor and helmet weighed him down, making it difficult for him to run.

Moreover, such a heavy load also significantly reduced their physical strength.

The entire budget was spent on equipment; I didn't bring any performance-enhancing drugs, so I couldn't run at all.

At that moment, the image of the samurai sword squad in the square suddenly flashed through Li Junhao's mind.

None of the three of them were wearing helmets?!

Li Junhao suddenly realized that they had initially thought the other party was being careful not to reveal their equipment level, but now he realized that they probably didn't intend to wear armor at all!

"Hurry! Go! Quicken your pace!" Li Junhao shouted. "They're trying to steal the Crow Hunter operation! We've been tricked!"

The comments section is getting anxious again.

"Going now? It's too late!"

"The katana is almost here, and you're still halfway there."

"Run a few steps already! Stop lining up like that! It's never going to end!"

"Didn't Captain Hibiscus say we had to be quick? Where's the 'quick' going?"

"They're running like madmen over there, but we're just walking quietly here!"

"No, they're not moving silently; they're wearing heavy armor, they can't run."

"Captain Hibiscus said they were scammed?"

"They were completely fooled by a few words. I suspect it was the Samurai Sword Club that tricked them into participating in Operation Kuroshio, and they actually believed it."

"You can't blame them. Who would have thought that samurai would say one thing and do another?"

"What's so surprising about that? We're competitors, why would you expect them to tell you the truth?"

"The Hibiscus Squad is too naive."

"What a naive fool! Didn't Hibiscus and the others also go to ambush at the Black Tide operation site?"

"They're all bad apples, always scheming against each other. They've never schemed against each other, haven't they? Stupid!"

"So that's why they were squatting in that house. Were they ambushing people with samurai swords here?"

"Completely fooled!"

"That's it, the crow hunters have definitely been robbed."