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

With a flash of light, the group passed through the portal and stepped onto solid ground.

We've entered Dam Zero.

Qiu Ying's first reaction was to check the equipment. She looked down at the gun, pulled the bolt back, and then pushed it back.

He touched the ammunition pouch on his chest again to make sure the magazines were all there.

Then he patted his helmet and fastened the strap. The movements were quick, practiced, and almost subconscious.

This is what almost all players do immediately when they pass through a portal into a dangerous area.

Actually, no one has stipulated this, nor is there any corresponding basis. It's just that when the danger zone first appeared in the player world, many player operators experienced great dizziness and discomfort after passing through the portal.

This led to weapons and equipment being lost or dropped without their knowledge, as they were eager to explore this unknown world.

When you first encounter danger and find yourself empty-handed and with nothing, it's too late to react.

Gradually, almost all players have developed this habit.

After passing through the portal, the first thing to do is check your weapons and equipment, make sure you are not separated from your squad, and then confirm the teleportation location.

Qiu Ying checked it over and found nothing wrong before turning to look at Xi Zhou.

Each time the danger zone map is opened, the teleportation location seems to follow some patterns, with a few fixed locations appearing frequently, but the specific teleportation location is still random.

"I'm perfectly fine..." Qiu Ying said.

"Luckily, we've been teleported to position 1 in the East Building. There's no time to explain. You know how to get in, right?" Han Che had already raised his gun, ready to go.

Before the two ladies could reply, Han Che continued, "There's no time to explain. You two go into the building first, and don't go to the west building yet. Search everything in the east building."

He paused for a moment, then slung the gun over his shoulder. "I'll be right back!"

After Han Che finished speaking, he ran westward along the east-west road outside the administrative building's perimeter wall.

"Hey?! Where are you going? Why are you acting on your own?"

"Xiaobai, aren't you going to say anything to him?" Qiuying turned around and looked at Xiaobai, who realized that she had no intention of stopping him at all.

"You guys eat first! Don't worry about me! I'm going to attack the West Tower!" Han Che's voice drifted over.

Han Che's figure ran further and further away, while Qiu Ying remained stunned in place.

"Let's go! Hurry up and get inside!" Xiaobai urged.

"Huh? Oh, oh, oh!" Qiu Ying realized what was happening, and the two of them immediately rushed to the east building.

"These two should be fine, right?" They're just going into the building to search for things; there's no fighting involved. They should be okay.

Han Che slung his gun over his shoulder and strode towards the west building. "Forget about them, let me see if any cuties are eager to go to the west building for dinner, hehehe!"

Han Che's smile beneath the helmet gradually turned sinister. That's it! This is more like him! This is the real him!

Enter the map he knows well, do the things he knows well! Just thinking about what's going to happen next makes him smile involuntarily.

Before long, Han Che arrived at his "workstation," located outside the west building, between the construction site and the west building of the administration building. That passageway, that intersection, was waiting for the right person!

Perhaps the team took a little longer to confirm their equipment, so they heard footsteps a little later than Han Che had expected.

Three footsteps came running from the construction site.

Immediately afterwards, a figure, without looking this way at all, strode across the corridor and pushed open the door to enter the west building.

Han Che grinned, "Let one go, then take on two!"

The first teammate didn't even bother with positioning, let alone the next two. "Since my teammates all safely secured the first engagement, this area must be pretty safe!"

Haha! That's too naive!

The second and third figures rushed out of the intersection almost side by side.

He followed behind the first person, running at long strides, his gun hanging in front of his chest, but not raised.

His body was completely turned to the side, exposed to the gun barrel. Han Che pulled the trigger.

Da da da da da!

The second person was shot three times in the chest, blood gushed from the bullet holes, and he fell backward to the ground.

Before the third person could react, Han Che's gun had already turned and fired three more shots, hitting him in the chest. He fell forward and landed face down on the ground.

The first person had already entered the west building when he heard intense gunfire behind him and was startled.

Han Che didn't go in through the main entrance. He knew that person was definitely blocking the door, and he could peek twice and shoot him dead in advance, but there was no need.

He climbed over the cement pipes on the construction site wall, then leaped onto a nearby lamppost, and then jumped up to the second-floor toilet window of the west wing of the administration building.

He opened the window and crawled inside. Han Che unknowingly made his way to the second floor.

He gently opened the toilet door and tilted his head to look. Sure enough, the player was squatting on the ground at the far end of the corridor, holding a gun and staring intently at the entrance door below the stairs.

His body was curled up like a frightened cat.

His head was tilted slightly, his ears perked up, listening intently, and his finger rested on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Han Che crept over quietly, pressing himself against the man's back, but the man still didn't react.

As you get closer, you can see that the man's hand holding the gun is trembling, his head and neck are covered in sweat, and his chest and shoulders rise and fall with his rapid breathing.

"Hey bro! Need some protection?" Han Che walked up behind him and patted the man on the shoulder.

The man was terrified. He jumped up suddenly, sprang to his feet, twisted his body, and turned the gun towards him.

Han Che grabbed his gun barrel, pushed him aside, and pulled him over by his other arm.

The man's legs gave way, and he fell against the wall, his back against it. The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and he made "ah ah ah" sounds, like a pig being slaughtered.

Han Che chuckled. "Haha, don't be afraid." He crouched down to be at eye level with the man. "Brother, you seem pretty scared all alone. How about we get you an escort?"

The man froze, his eyes widening in shock, his pupils dilating in disbelief. It took him a long time to understand what Han Che had said. "Huh?"

"Escorting means protecting you and getting you to safety," Han Che explained patiently.

"Brother, I'm the escort..." His voice trembled. "There were gunshots outside just now. It seems my two bosses died outside..." The man stammered, his face contorted with grief, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Oh?" Han Che found it surprising. "You're quite capable, protecting two bosses all by yourself?"

Han Che thought, no wonder this person's equipment was obviously much better than the previous two.

"No, no..." The man waved his hands repeatedly as he watched Han Che's gun gradually point at him. "We're just a small club, we just lead the way and help the boss clear out the bots."

"I didn't see any drones when I went into the building. I have no idea how the two bosses died right behind me..."

Han Che's lips twitched. Good heavens, they still don't know that he killed their two bosses.

His head was tilted slightly, his ears perked up, listening intently, and his finger rested on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Han Che crept over quietly, pressing himself against the man's back, but the man still didn't react.

As you get closer, you can see that the man's hand holding the gun is trembling, his head and neck are covered in sweat, and his chest and shoulders rise and fall with his rapid breathing.

"Hey bro! Need some protection?" Han Che walked up behind him and patted the man on the shoulder.

The man was terrified. He jumped up suddenly, sprang to his feet, twisted his body, and turned the gun towards him.

Han Che grabbed his gun barrel, pushed him aside, and pulled him over by his other arm.

The man's legs gave way, and he fell against the wall, his back against it. The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and he made "ah ah ah" sounds, like a pig being slaughtered.

Han Che chuckled. "Haha, don't be afraid." He crouched down to be at eye level with the man. "Brother, you seem pretty scared all alone. How about we get you an escort?"

The man froze, his eyes widening in shock, his pupils dilating in disbelief. It took him a long time to understand what Han Che had said. "Huh?"

"Escorting means protecting you and getting you to safety," Han Che explained patiently.

"Brother, I'm the escort..." His voice trembled. "There were gunshots outside just now. It seems my two bosses died outside..." The man stammered, his face contorted with grief, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Oh?" Han Che found it surprising. "You're quite capable, protecting two bosses all by yourself?"

Han Che thought, no wonder this person's equipment was obviously much better than the previous two.

"No, no..." The man waved his hands repeatedly as he watched Han Che's gun gradually point at him. "We're just a small club, we just lead the way and help the boss clear out the bots."

"I didn't see any drones when I went into the building. I have no idea how the two bosses died right behind me..."

Han Che's lips twitched. Good heavens, they still don't know that he killed their two bosses.