Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

"Liu Yan, what games did you used to play?"

Liu Yan remained silent for a moment, then finally calmly replied:

"Operation Delta Force"

"What is that?" Shen Cangsheng frowned.

He's played a lot of games, but he's never heard of this one before.

Chen Yu and Zhang Ning both looked at Liu Yan with the same puzzlement.

After letting out a long sigh, Liu Yan raised his hand and pointed to the ground.

"That's everything we're going through right now..."

Afterwards, Liu Yan recounted the events of time travel and the game Delta Force from his own memory to the group.

Even Cai Ning listened with great interest.

Although Liu Yan had explained it to him once before, he still couldn't help but imagine the details when Liu Yan described the gameplay in such detail.

While the group found the time travel somewhat mysterious, they focused more on the game.

Having a rare moment of free time, they didn't want to talk about heavy topics related to the war.

"That sounds really fun! If this game really existed, I'd definitely want to play it."

Shen Cangsheng's eyes lit up; he was very interested in the game Delta Force that Liu Yan had described so vividly.

"The idea behind Heart of Africa is quite unique; it actually arranged all of this into a game memory and put it into your brain."

"But to be honest, if there really was such a game, I'd really like to try it."

"Of course, if what you're talking about has value, it would be great if it could be converted into cash like in the Third District."

Zhang Ning was also somewhat interested in this.

Especially when Liu Yan talked about blocking the bridge and the Red Wolf's ambush and possession of people in the G18 container.

The group listened intently, momentarily forgetting about this apocalyptic world.

They all came from the Third District, so these things weren't surprising to them.

But if we switch this to a game, it's a completely different story.

The experience is completely different.

If they could, they would certainly prefer that everything right now is a game, not reality.

"Does the big red thing inside have special abilities?" Chen Yu took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Liu Yan curiously.

Secondhand smoke drifted onto Zhang Ning's face, causing her to frown and pinch Chen Yu's waist hard.

"what--!"

Liu Yan couldn't help but smile slightly as he watched this scene.

"The big red ones inside are more valuable and can be sold as game currency."

"After all, the third district we experienced was built layer by layer by countless predecessors who made wishes."

"Back then, they didn't have these special items."

A brief silence fell over everyone.

They cannot imagine how difficult things were for their predecessors.

As everyone fell silent, the sound of smacking chewing reached their ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, you can see Zhao Chuang chewing on instant noodles.

"Hehe, it tastes really good."

Upon seeing Zhao Chuang's appearance, Liu Yan couldn't help but facepalm.

Although the M1 intramuscular injection had almost no effect on Zhao Chuang.

But it's not entirely absent.

Putting aside intelligence, just considering IQ alone, compared to when they first met...

Well, there really aren't many changes.

Even so, Liu Yan was still somewhat worried.

When the war ends and everything returns to normal, how will Zhao Chuang find a girlfriend in his current state?

Leisure time is fleeting, like the beautiful sunset on the horizon.

At this moment, the sun had completely set on the coastline.

The faint glow that had been illuminating everyone's faces was now shrouded in darkness.

Chapter 207 John's Gift

Little Eagle Nation.

"Damn it, bullets can't penetrate these, how am I supposed to kill them?"

Despair settled on Triss's face as he looked at Reis, who stood amidst hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the distance.

Reis alone managed to almost completely ignore the gunfire attacks from all the elite personnel of the Little Eagle Nation.

Bombs, artillery shells, and even anti-materiel sniper rifles have no effect on it.

"I'm here to find my own derivative. Are you rats so eager to die?"

Reese patted his tattered clothes, looking somewhat displeased.

"Fortunately, there are still many derivatives. We can kill them all and take a set."

As soon as he finished speaking, amidst the hail of bullets, Reis calmly crouched down and picked up a handful of spent shell casings from the ground.

He casually weighed it in his hand, then threw it forcefully towards a group of small-time British soldiers.

boom----

The immense force with which Reis threw the cartridge case even created a faint sonic boom!

The soldiers hit by the spent cartridge cases had their facial muscles contorted before exploding instantly!

Die on the spot.

Some lucky ones, whose bullet casings hit their helmets or armor, managed to escape with their lives.

But even faced with a monster that bombs couldn't penetrate, fear still etched itself on their faces.

It appears that these hundreds of thousands of troops have surrounded Reis.

In reality, as Reis strolled along, the soldiers of the Little Eagle Kingdom looked terrified and instinctively retreated wherever he went.

John watched Reis from a distance, his expression equally grave.

He looked at the Heart of Africa in his hand, hesitating to make a decision.

If you wish for Reis to die, it might not come true.

But it's still possible to keep Reese away from the Little Eagles.

Should we waste our African heart under these circumstances?

The area targeted by the Little Eagle Kingdom has not yet been fully searched, and only this one piece of the Heart of Africa has been found.

It would be such a waste to just let it go to waste.

“John, should we release the Hafk soldiers?” Triss couldn’t help but suggest from the side.

John frowned and shook his head.

"One gold bar can only 'buy off' one Hafk soldier."

"Although they are mindless, don't forget that their methods of attack are no different from ours."

"They just added a few more people to shoot at Reis, but look at him like this, do you think adding more guns will solve the problem?"

After thinking it over carefully, the look of despair on Triss's face deepened.

Using Hafk soldiers as suicide squads is certainly an option.

But now it's not as simple as a suicide squad; it's a completely ineffective and meaningless waste.

Every time a bribed, unconscious Hafk soldier dies, it's like wasting a gold bar.

"Then what should we do? Just use the Heart of Africa to make him leave?"

Triss's tone was very anxious, which made John even more irritable.

"Fuck you, Mater!"

"Don't I know to use the Heart of Africa?"

"But unless absolutely necessary, I would never waste my heart for Africa in a place like this!"

"Damn it, it's Chen Yu again, and it's Lei Si! They're all getting in my way!"

Looking at Reis, whose head was being blown off everywhere in the crowd, John knew that no matter how angry he was now, it would be useless.

We need to come up with a solution quickly.

If I can't resolve this crisis at this point...

Even if they manage to relocate Reiss using the Heart of Africa, all the prestige they've built up over time will be destroyed.

Using the Heart of Africa would not only be a waste of an African heart, but it would also make those below him think that John is incompetent.

Because the Heart of Africa is available to anyone.

Even a small child could make a wish to leave the Little Eagle Kingdom.

So, John, how many chicken feathers do you have?

Why should I listen to you?

"Mom! Help me!"

"Get me out of here! He's really going to kill me!"

"No...don't come any closer...ah!!!"

"The pocket watch is completely useless!"

The cries of agony and pleas for help from the crowd made John, who was already in a state of rapid thought, even more agitated.

Seeing these terrified white men who had started calling for their mothers, John felt a surge of anger rising within him.

His strongest army of black men is now being deployed to the border to guard against attacks from neighboring small countries.

These white idiots in front of us were originally just people John had arranged to scavenge supplies in the area.

After all, he had to admit that if he let his fellow Black people scavenge for supplies...

It's entirely possible that it could be secretly acquired.

Thinking of this, John clenched his fist so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.

For the past three years, he has been envious of the Xia Kingdom every moment.

The Xia people he met in the area he was in at the time fascinated him with their character, conduct, and the fierce spirit that was ingrained in their bones.

After their arrival, many people from the Xia Kingdom also landed in the Little Eagle Kingdom.

But they weren't even willing to compromise, making it clear to John that they would never betray Xia Kingdom and work for Little Eagle Kingdom.

In the end, John had no choice but to kill them all, even though it was painful.

"Aren't there any of you rats who can interest me?"

Reis shook the blood off his hands.

Seemingly feeling a bit bored, Reese pulled out a small speaker from somewhere and started playing classical music.

He started singing along, but he still couldn't hit the high notes.

"Ahhh~~cough cough~~"

The eerie classical music added to the pressure on everyone.