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

Before Han Che could respond, Saeed immediately asked his second question, "What exactly do you want to do on my territory? Are you going to capture my compatriots for brain-computer interface experiments?"

Han Che and Qi Yuzhe were both taken aback when they heard this. They exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Hearing this from the stairwell, Li Hao immediately leaned out and retorted, "No, how could that be? We're just here to search for supplies, the brain-computer interface is..."

"Li Hao!" Han Che shouted, interrupting Li Hao directly.

He turned around and glared at Li Hao fiercely, his gaze carrying a warning.

Startled by his glare, Li Hao immediately swallowed his words and shrank back behind the wall.

"What's wrong with the brain-computer interface? But what?" Said seized on that question, his gaze suddenly turning towards the stairwell.

Han Che took a step forward, drawing Said's attention back to him. "That's another matter, Said. Our people have already answered your question."

"Our objective is simple: engage in combat, search, and then withdraw." He spoke in a low voice, and after finishing, he raised an eyebrow at Said.

Upon hearing this answer, Said's eyes flickered slightly, and he stared at Han Che's expression thoughtfully with some surprise.

Taking advantage of this break, Han Che asked his second question, "How much do you know about brain-computer interfaces?"

Said thought about it for a moment and seemed to think that answering the question wouldn't cause any major problems.

He snorted and said, "Hmph, that damned Hafk Corporation, they say they want to help us, but in reality they're kidnapping our compatriots to do those damn brain-computer interface experiments."

As he spoke, his voice regained its anger. He pointed a vicious finger at Han Che and roared, "Tell me! Are you in cahoots with Hafk?!"

Han Che and Qi Yuzhe exchanged another glance. This time, Qi Yuzhe nodded slightly at him, and the two confirmed something they had in common from their previous conversation.

"Is this your third question?" Han Che asked.

Said scoffed, "One last question! You won't die if I kill you here, right?"

Han Che almost burst out laughing this time. He was all too familiar with these questions, but then again, these were the most crucial questions and they were indeed worth confirming repeatedly.

"Didn't you already say that we would be resurrected? You're right."

"I knew it, the people I killed would reappear before me, and sure enough..." Said frowned. "But you can't stay here, can you?"

Han Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly, neither answering nor refuting his question.

"Let me ask the last question," Qi Yuzhe said from the side.

Han Che nodded, signaling him to continue.

Qi Yuzhe stared sharply into Said's eyes and asked directly, "Said, how many more times can you resurrect?"

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze.

Said's pupils contracted sharply, and he pointed the PKM in his hand directly at Qi Yuzhe.

Despite being held at gunpoint, Qi Yuzhe remained fearless and continued calmly, "Can't you answer?"

Li Hao peeked out from the stairwell, looking completely bewildered. He had no idea what Qi Yuzhe meant. He turned to Jiang Chi beside him and asked, "What does he mean? What does 'can be resurrected a few more times' mean?"

Jiang Chi shook his head, lowering his voice and whispering, "I don't understand."

They can't understand it because, in the players' understanding, the NPCs in these maps respawn infinitely. If they die once, they will reappear in the same place the next time the map is opened. There is no such thing as a number of resurrections.

Only those who already have a limited number of resurrections would ask such a question.

Han Che stood next to Qi Yuzhe, watching the changes in the eyes behind Said's mask, and he had already gotten the answer he wanted.

Qi Yuzhe's question didn't require Said's answer at all; his reaction alone was enough.

"Alright, alright!" Han Che waved his hand. "Let's call it a day for the fun quiz! Let's exchange hostages and go home!"

Said didn't speak; he held up the gun and stared at Qi Yuzhe without uttering a word.

"There's no point in continuing, right?" Han Che took another step forward. "Besides, at this distance, you have no chance of winning."

"I still have hostages! Don't make any rash moves!" Said threatened in a low voice.

"First, we don't know these people at all, we're not on the same team, and the group you clashed with before wasn't on the same team either. It's pointless for you to threaten me with them." Han Che held up one finger.

"Secondly, as you just said, these people can be resurrected even after they die." Han Che held up a second finger. "It's meaningless."

"Third, you're already injured," Han Che lowered his voice, "think about how many times you've resurrected!"

"You!" Said's eyes widened in anger as he raised the PKM and aimed it at Han Che. He then gritted his teeth as if he were having an internal struggle, and the muzzle of the gun trembled slightly.

"Release them..." That was the last thing Said managed to squeeze out.

Han Che smiled, turned his head and nodded to Qi Yuzhe. Qi Yuzhe then understood and released the two hostages.

The machine gunner struggled to his feet and retreated to Sayyid's side.

The unconscious shield soldier was handed over to the flamethrower soldier.

Saeed kept his word and released the two members of the Dragon Club after receiving the hostages, with Flamethrower and Qi Yuzhe acting as intermediaries in the exchange of hostages.

"Alright! Said, that's enough for today. It was a pleasure working with you, see you next time!" Han Che clapped his hands, took the Dragon Team captain from Qi Yuzhe, and carried him on his back.

Said stared at the shieldman brought to his side, at the huge dents in his riot shield and helmet, his lips twitching as he said, "I hope I never have to see you again."

Han Che smiled, waved in the air, and then carried Captain Long Teng towards the stairs.

Qi Yuzhe also helped another Longteng team member who had lost the ability to move, and they caught up from behind. The two walked together toward the stairwell.

"Great, it worked. That guy isn't too stupid."

"Okay, we'll talk about it when we get back!"

They both smiled, relieved that they hadn't had to put in too much effort to get it done.

Ta-da!

A series of hurried footsteps came from the stairs.

Han Che's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it.

At the top of the stairs, the two Phoenix Cry Club members who were supposed to be downstairs treating their Captain Zhao's injuries rushed up the stairs.

He held the Tenglong rifle in his hand and aimed it at Han Che and his group behind them.

"No! Stop!!" Han Che immediately reacted and shouted loudly.

But he was carrying Captain Longteng on his back and couldn't stop him in time.

"Kill Saeed! Make a name for yourself!"

"kill!!"

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! Two rifles unleashed a torrent of fire, bullets whizzing past Han Che and Qi Yuzhe.

Behind me came the crisp sound of glass shattering into pieces.

Han Che looked horrified and slowly turned his head.

Covered in blood, Sayed slid down slowly against the wall.