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

Han Che and Qi Yuzhe walked at the back of the group, shoulder to shoulder, about three or four steps away from the people in front.

Qi Yuzhe glanced at Han Che's profile, then moved slightly closer, lowering his voice to a level where only the two of them could hear: "Are you sure Said is on the second floor of the large substation? Fengming really can't pinpoint his exact location?"

Han Che's gaze remained fixed on the road ahead, his eyes not moving.

"I'm sure Said was there just now. But I can't say what level of skill the Phoenix Cry Club has. Maybe they could have located it more accurately, but they just don't want to say it." He paused for a moment, "It's not impossible that they want to take all the credit."

"Huh? What Mule just said was that Fengming's people mocked you by killing Asara's soldiers because of their marksmanship?" Han Che asked.

"What's wrong? Are you curious about this? Want to slap them in the face later?" Qi Yuzhe asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Han Che shook his head, his expression unchanged. "I wanted to ask about something else. You walked with them for a while just now. How were Feng Ming and his group's marksmanship and teamwork?"

When Qi Yuzhe heard him ask this, he recalled the situation on the way and then said, "For shooting at targets like the Salazar soldiers, who are almost stationary targets, your marksmanship is decent, it's acceptable."

"But their shooting habits are primarily focused on hitting the target, so their targets are mainly the torso, and often the chest and abdomen, with very little aiming at the head."

"They probably get used to hitting the body during training and think that it gives them a higher margin for error."

He paused, then continued, "The captain of Phoenix Cry Second Team, the one surnamed Ma, has a habit of firing the first few shots before aiming. It's probably to create pressure early and force the opponent back, but his first-shot accuracy isn't very high."

"Compared to him, the slightly chubby player on the second team, the one Mule mentioned who deliberately stole kills to taunt others, has a much better starting shooting percentage."

"But he has a problem: he puts away his gun very quickly after firing a round and rarely fires a second round. It's probably because he pulls the trigger too tightly, afraid of wasting bullets. If he's facing high-level targets, his method of firing might cause him to miss the opportunity to fire a follow-up shot because he puts away his gun too early. Maybe he's just greedy by nature."

"The three-person team is disorganized, and the chubby one has poor discipline and cannot maintain his position effectively within the team, which may be the weak point."

Qi Yuzhe pinched his chin and finished speaking the last sentence, then looked up and saw Han Che looking at him with his mouth slightly open.

"You're so observant? In just a short while, you've already stripped him naked?" Han Che asked in surprise. He had only wanted to ask about his marksmanship, but he hadn't expected Qi Yuzhe to have already analyzed the other person's habits and personality.

"We haven't had much contact, so this is all I can determine. What, you want to take them down?"

Han Che silently shook his head, not answering, but instead asking another question, "Why did Sayid choose to come all the way to the substation instead of guarding the perfectly good administration building?"

"The administration building is its home turf; its terrain is more complex and three-dimensional, with more rooms and corners, making it much easier for the defenders than the substation. Why choose the substation, which has a simpler terrain?"

Qi Yuzhe thought for a moment, "You mean he didn't just happen to be here today?"

"I don't think so," Han Che said. "When I first defeated Saeed, he ambushed us in the container area, specifically to block our evacuation route to the dam. I don't believe he could have made that kind of arrangement; he just happened to be at the substation."

Qi Yuzhe's brow twitched, as if following Han Che's train of thought: "So he came here on purpose. What's he doing here at the power plant?"

He paused for a few seconds, mentally reviewing the layout of the large substation. "Wait a minute, the main building of the substation only has one staircase leading to the second floor. If he chooses this location, isn't he afraid of being attacked from both sides? Being caught in a pincer movement?"

"That's what I was thinking." Han Che nodded. "Just like you said, he doesn't have any good helpers to share the burden, so he can only choose this kind of place and rely on his own abilities to hold onto a point."

"Wait, wait!" Qi Yuzhe waved his hand and said, "No, why would he think he'd be surrounded? Did he know about the Phoenix Cry Club's plan beforehand?"

Han Che shook his head with a sullen face. "I don't know, but I feel that today's mission might not go so smoothly."

They hadn't gone far, just as they reached the small substation, when gunshots rang out from the large substation.

Han Che didn't stop walking. He just tilted his head slightly in that direction before looking away and casually said, "They're probably Qing Xiaobing. Never mind them."

……

Captain Ma walked beside Captain Zhao, and only slowed their pace slightly after confirming that the people from Club 78 and Longteng had left their sight.

Captain Ma stepped closer to Captain Zhao and lowered his voice, asking, "Captain Zhao, what do we do?"

"It's normal that the higher-ups arranged things for Longteng before they left, but I didn't expect those people from Club 78 to be so easy to talk to." Captain Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"We've been keeping them in check the whole way," Captain Ma said. "Maybe they were afraid of not fitting into a top club, afraid of being ostracized, so they chose to compromise?"

Captain Zhao glanced sideways at Captain Ma and said, "There's a limit to how much you can suppress someone. You saw the previous live stream, did those two look easy to mess with? They might become your colleagues in the future, or even your superiors someday."

Captain Ma lowered his head: "This isn't part of our plan..."

"Alright, I know you're just following the plan." Captain Zhao interrupted him, his voice even lower. He leaned slightly towards Captain Ma, glancing at the two members of the second team behind Captain Ma. "Those two guys in your team don't have the brains for this."

After he finished speaking, he stepped back and resumed his normal voice: "Let's finish today's business first. If we run into those people from the 78 Club in the future, we should be more polite to them."

"Yes, I understand." Captain Ma nodded. "So, what's our plan for today?"

Captain Zhao's gaze fell on the main building of the substation, down to the row of windows on the second floor. "Proceed according to the original plan. Asara's soldiers are as weak as ever, and Said is inside the main building of the power station."

"While they're still searching elsewhere, let's finish this job first. Let's take care of him quickly; this is a great opportunity for us to get a promotion and a raise."

"Your team will proceed from the left and clear out the surrounding enemy troops."

"Your team should go from the left and clear the area."

"Yes!" Captain Ma accepted the order and left.

Captain Zhao glanced down at the timer, thinking, "Ten minutes. If I can take down Said, it'll all be worth it!"