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

Lin Kun took a deep breath as he stood at the firing line; it had been a long time since he had used a submachine gun.

He picked up the MP5, braced the butt against it, and paused in that position for a moment, as if to get a feel for the gun.

Then his eyes sharpened!

Da da da da da!

Lin Kun didn't even fire in bursts; he pulled the trigger all the way down and fired in quick succession.

The target thirty meters away was instantly covered in bullets.

Click!

The magazine is empty! All 20 bullets remaining in the magazine have been fired and hit the target.

"Not bad!" Lin Kun smiled slightly, handed the gun back to Mu Ma, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You have a good feel for this gun!" He then returned to his team.

Muma's jaw almost dropped to the ground as he stared dumbfounded at Lin Kun. "Brother, did you have to be so ruthless?"

Crow was already laughing heartily. He slapped his thigh and shouted to the people standing behind him watching the commotion, "Alright, twenty bottles of wine. I'll have someone move them from the wooden horse to your room in a bit."

Trojan Horse finally realized what was happening. He let out a wail and clutched the gun to his chest, crying, "No! I'll practice, I'll practice, okay?!"

Everyone around burst into laughter.

Han Che watched this scene from afar, and the anxiety in his heart was relieved a lot.

The onlookers on the hillside laughed, and the atmosphere on the training ground became much lighter than before.

Standing at the edge of the hillside, Han Che could see all sorts of expressions on those faces—relaxed, serious, and laughing—all clearly visible in the sunlight.

His prison guards and the prisoners got along really well, and they were all very capable.

Han Che stood there for a while, and the heaviness in his heart gradually lessened. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, without him even noticing.

"Hey? Old Ge is here!" Raven suddenly turned around and saw Han Che in the distance.

"What are you grinning about? Everyone's training hard here, and you're slacking off. Get down here and train! Or you'll have to drink as punishment!"

……

Time flies, the sun gradually sets in the west, and the sky darkens.

Today's training has ended, and the prison guards and prisoners have all returned to their posts inside the prison.

Han Che spent the afternoon shooting at targets and taught some combat techniques.

Han Che dusted himself off. It was a rare opportunity for him to get together with his underlings. He had practiced shooting with them for several rounds that afternoon.

Later, I also tried the hammer of the Great Hammer Soldier. It was indeed much heavier than I had imagined. It was difficult to control the center of gravity when swinging it, but once I swung it in a circle, the feeling of smashing it out was excellent.

Han Che and Qi Yuzhe walked slowly up the hillside path, side by side, toward the warden's office.

After walking for a while, Qi Yuzhe spoke up, "How is it? Feeling good about training here occasionally?"

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. He had been leading people in shooting formations all afternoon, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Han Che glanced at him sideways. This guy was indeed very outgoing; he could strike up a conversation with anyone, whether it was a prisoner or a prison guard.

Han Che sighed softly, "Yes..."

The two men pushed open the door to the warden's office, and Han Che walked behind the desk and sat down.

Qi Yuzhe walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass of water, and then sat on the sofa cushions, crossing his legs.

The office door closed behind them, and now only the two of them were in the room.

Qi Yuzhe took a sip of water, breaking the silence, "What happened after that? Is there anything different about the space base?"

Han Che nodded, then shook his head. "There's not much difference in general, but this old lady..." Han Che only said half of his sentence.

"Demulan? What happened to her?" Raven pressed.

"I feel like she's probably a time traveler like us," Han Che said.

"How so?" the raven asked.

"The situation on the live stream was very similar to what happened with Sayid last time. She was surrounded and attacked by six full teams, and then she single-handedly killed them all."

Although she was mentally prepared, Raven was still taken aback. "That's incredible? She can pull off something like that with a bolt-action sniper rifle?"

Han Che nodded and recounted the general scene to Raven.

"Silent..." Raven murmured, "This suits her too well. She just finds a spot to lie down, and even a sniper wouldn't know which one is firing."

Han Che nodded, "That's true, but we can't be sure whether she used the badge or not."

Raven frowned. "If she's not using badges, that's terrifying... What about her Hafk soldiers? How's their skill level?"

Han Che shook his head. "Rotten fish and shrimp."

When Qi Yuzhe heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched. "You're talking about our family's standards, aren't you? The level of your warden's personal guards is elite in any of those maps outside. Add the prison guards on top of that, and you'd think no one else is up to par."

Han Che nodded. "That's true. But her infantry fighting vehicle is very powerful, especially with its silencing ability. You have no idea when the missiles will land."

The raven remained silent for a long time, then turned to look at Han Che. "What are you thinking? Still not considering using the badge?"

Han Che shook his head but didn't answer, instead throwing the question back at him, "What are you thinking?"

Raven shrugged. "To be honest, if you hadn't stopped me that time, I probably would have used it already. But now, let's just take it one step at a time. If it really doesn't work, it's fine to use it."

Han Che nodded, agreeing with his thoughts. The two then discussed recent events, briefly reviewing the major and minor occurrences.

We talked for quite a while without realizing it.

As night deepened and the two were about to go back to rest, the system, which had not spoken for a long time, suddenly rang in Han Che's ear.

[Host, a call from the Hafk Group]

Han Che's heart skipped a beat. This had happened before, but it was a long time ago, when Jacob Hafk, the head of the Hafk Group, made the call personally.

Why are you calling again today?

Han Che sat up straighter and answered the phone.

However, the voice on the other end was not the familiar one from before.

"Your Excellency Warden, greetings! The Hafk Group will be holding a meeting at its headquarters in three days, and we would like to invite you and Lord Raven to attend."

Without any pleasantries, the young woman finished delivering the information over the phone and then hung up.

"What's wrong?" Raven remained silent until Han Che hung up the phone, at which point she asked.

"The Hafk Group asked me to attend a meeting in three days," Han Che said.

Upon hearing this, Raven crossed his legs again. "Hey, I thought it was no big deal. It's almost the end of the year, isn't it only right to give you guys a performance review?"

"I'll also ask you, Raven, to go," Han Che said expressionlessly.

Raven paused for a moment upon hearing this, then sprang up from the sofa. "Who? Me?"

"You want Asara's prince to attend the Hafk Group's meeting?" Raven stared in disbelief.