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

Gunshots rang out from within the smoke as Han Che, relying on his ability to sense killing intent, continued firing towards the Red Owl Squad's location.

But things didn't go as smoothly as he had imagined.

He closed his eyes briefly, concentrating his mind to sense the changing positions of the five killing intents.

He only managed to take down two targets in that initial volley of probing shots. Those two killing intents disappeared into the smoke and never reappeared. The other three shots all produced the sound of metal clashing.

Han Che opened his eyes and quickly analyzed the feedback from the shots he had just received.

Judging from the intensity of the killing intent and the location, the two he easily defeated were likely ordinary Asara soldiers.

He could still sense the locations of the remaining three killing intents. One was directly in front of him, moving very slowly; that one was undoubtedly a machine gunner.

There was a shield bearer stationary slightly to the left front, and the sound of gunfire could be heard.

The person on the right should be the flamethrower soldier we saw before.

The remaining three are each more difficult to handle than the last.

The shield-bearers stood in front, and ordinary bullets were all blocked by the riot shields, unable to penetrate them.

Flamethrower soldiers are even more troublesome; in indoor environments, the power of a flamethrower is more terrifying than bullets.

The machine gun, which was firing continuously, roared wildly through the smoke like a giant python, restricting his movement and making him extremely difficult to deal with.

Moreover, they were either heavily armored or had riot shields, making it extremely difficult to deal with them from a distance using only the approximate direction provided by their killing intent in the smoke.

Fortunately, the Red Owl squad was also unable to see through the smoke, which prevented the situation from immediately turning one-sided.

Qi Yuzhe lay on the ground not far from him. He had almost been hit by stray bullets from the machine gun in the last round. He was panting heavily on the ground and cursing under his breath.

Han Che glanced at him sideways and asked, "Can you still fight?"

Qi Yuzhe rolled his eyes. "Of course I'd run away!"

Han Che smiled and stopped arguing, turning his attention back to the smoke. He shouted from within the smoke, "This way! Retreat this way!"

The sound traveled into the smoke, but because the fog was too thick, he couldn't see where the people from the Dragon Club were. He could only shout in the direction of the still moving figures in the smoke, relying on his senses.

Suddenly, footsteps and coughs came from the smoke, and someone was running towards them through the smoke.

Han Che continued shouting, "This way! Towards the stairwell! Follow the sound!" As he shouted, he lowered his gun slightly to avoid accidentally hitting anyone rushing out.

A few seconds later, two figures tumbled and crawled out from the edge of the smoke.

Both men were bent over, practically crawling forward on the ground. As one of them burst out of the smoke, a bullet from behind grazed his backpack strap, scattering his belongings all over the ground.

The two of them rolled sideways into the stairwell area and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

After rushing in, he lay motionless on the ground, his face pressed against the ground, panting for a while before he could catch his breath.

Han Che looked closely and saw that it was Li Hao's team.

"Brother Han!" Li Hao wiped the sweat from his brow and said, still shaken.

Han Che moved closer to him. "How was it? Where are the others? Have you seen them?"

Li Hao shook his head, panting heavily. "No, we couldn't see anything in the fog. We only rushed out because we heard your voice!"

"There are people in the fog! They're firing at us!" Jiang Chi shouted.

"This is Said's Crimson Owl Squad," Han Che explained with a solemn expression. He then told them about the current situation, which included three troublesome special forces units.

The worst-case scenario is that Longteng will only have these two people left.

Li Hao's expression turned even uglier upon hearing this. "Then what about our captain and the others..."

Han Che didn't answer him directly, but simply said, "Take care of what's in front of you first."

The machine gun continued firing through the smoke. Han Che looked up and fired a few shots, but was pushed back against the wall by the machine gun fire that had turned around. "What's the situation between your two clubs? What are your plans? Are you going to fight or negotiate?"

Han Che was a little confused. The two major clubs, Fengming and Longteng, had held a meeting with him specifically to discuss and act together on this matter.

Now that Fengming and the other side are fighting to the death, Captain Longteng goes up and tries to persuade them to surrender with threats. What exactly is he trying to do?

Li Hao shook his head. "I don't know either. The requirements from above are very vague, and they were only given to our captain. We only received orders from him not to steal the limelight."

Jiang Chi took a painkiller and added, "We've discussed it privately, and it seems that our superiors here have reached some kind of agreement with the Fengming Club, which is why they sent us here to help."

Han Che glanced at Qi Yuzhe, wanting him to make a decision.

Qi Yuzhe frowned and thought for a moment, "Go ahead and fight. Things have already escalated to this point, there's no point in hesitating."

Han Che stopped thinking too much. Since Qi Yuzhe had said he wanted to fight, then he would make a move. So he nodded and glanced at Li Hao.

"Given the current situation, whether a settlement can be reached is no longer our concern; we're going to take action!"

Li Hao paused for a moment, opened his mouth as if to say something, but swallowed the words back.

Their Longteng Club's mission this time was to cooperate with the Fengming Club to complete the negotiations, but the people from Fengming had already fought with Said to this extent, and their captain was trapped in the smoke with his life hanging in the balance. He really couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation to stop Han Che.

Han Che didn't make things difficult for him, and stopped looking at him. "Do it!"

Without hesitation, he picked up the Giant Wave Rifle and climbed onto the ground floor of the second floor.

Qi Yuzhe followed behind him, the two moving almost in sync. Han Che was half a step ahead, while Qi Yuzhe was close to his right rear, his gun pointed forward in a defensive stance. The two quickly advanced towards the direction of the smoke.

In just a moment, the two entered the smoke area, which instantly engulfed their figures.

Once inside the smoke, his vision completely disappeared, and all he could see was a thick, white fog, but Han Che didn't need his eyes.

His sense of killing intent was fully activated at this moment, and the directions of the three killing intents clearly appeared in his mind.

He quickly assessed the positions and relative distances of the three, then turned to Qi Yuzhe and said, "The machine gunner is at the twelve o'clock position directly ahead. You fire to suppress him. I'll deal with the shieldman on the left. The one on the right should be a flamethrower. Be careful to dodge."

"You want me to play machine gunner again?" Qi Yuzhe complained.

Han Che didn't give him a chance to refuse. After speaking, he went to the left and his figure disappeared into the smoke a moment later.

Then came the deafening roar of his rapid-fire shots.