What happened to the Delta Force? It turned into Arknights!

However, she dared not throw away the bullets. She knew how quickly she was running out of ammunition; in such a short time, she had already fired more than 200 white bullets.

The K416's bullet consumption rate is too efficient; once the trigger is pulled, a whole magazine is gone in a flash.

In addition, Exusiai occasionally needs to activate Overload Mode, so we really need to pay more attention to her ammo reserves. A mere 200 rounds are simply not enough for her to use alone.

"I can't fit any more, sis, Texas, you guys can fill the rest."

As she spoke, she took the K416, leaped up lightly like a wary lark, and landed on a rock, looking around as she said, "Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"They're probably searching inside."

Texas, without looking up, said, "Now that he's here, he'll definitely turn this place upside down."

Remien chuckled and agreed, "Yes, that's right."

All I can say is that those two really understand Han Fei.

Han Fei was indeed scavenging in the ruins, so the mission items were easy to find, since there were small blue icons in his line of sight to guide him; he could find them as soon as he went in.

But apart from that, finding the other loot containers is really not easy.

Ines and the others had already sorted through the containers once, but not all of them were piled together. Some small boxes that Ines and the others had obviously abandoned were marked with white highlights in Han Fei's eyes—they could be searched!

For this reason, Han Fei had to carefully search the entire ruins again to avoid becoming a sieve.

What if the ground gets painted red?

After searching for a while, Han Fei finally emerged from the ruins.

Remi immediately trotted over to him and said, "Oh, you've finally come out! So, did you get the quest item?"

"nailed it."

Han Fei nodded and said, "This thing is quite heavy, 10kg. I wonder what's inside."

Not only is it heavy, but it also takes up a lot of space, a full 3x3, which directly occupies 9 slots of Han Fei's backpack.

After saying that, he glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked, "Have you searched almost everything?"

"How many are left?"

Texas replied, "And her."

Her gaze fell on Ines, and she said expressionlessly, "She hasn't been searched yet."

"Then let me do it."

As Han Fei spoke, he squatted down next to Ines.

As soon as he reached out his hand, he noticed two pairs of eyes fixed on him.

But Han Fei remained unfazed. He had nothing to hide, so he boldly reached out and touched Ines's lower abdomen.

The next second, the familiar search interface appeared. There was no headgear or chest armor, but there was a small pouch with fifteen slots. And the weapon wasn't a gun, but a red sword.

—【Ines's Staff】

Han Fei took a closer look at the description. There was nothing particularly noteworthy on it; the gist of it was that this was Ines's usual weapon.

At the same time, this thing isn't very valuable; it has four slots and is only worth around 4.

The Sarkaz mercenaries are no match for the rich lady of Syracuse.

Han Fei wasn't picky; even with a discount, each piece would cost around 3, so he could get it no matter what.

In her backpack, there was only one item in four compartments.

Han Fei waited with great interest for it to spin out. Judging from the spinning time, he initially thought it was some kind of coffee set or four big purple ones.

As it turns out, it is indeed purple, but the product is quite different – ​​[Corner “Care” Set].

This thing isn't worth much, just like the four-grid purple one, which is priced at over 4.

However, Han Fei accepted it anyway.

Anyway, there's nothing to take now.

After licking Ines's bag, Han Fei pursed his lips and fell into deep thought. What should he do with her next?

Both gazes were fixed on Han Fei. When he suddenly stopped moving, Remy immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about how to deal with her," Han Fei said without turning his head.

Remy tentatively suggested, "Uh, bury it?"

"Is she beyond saving?"

After asking a question, Remian gave a definitive answer: "I'm pretty sure that my shot didn't miss. She couldn't dodge it, and after it hit her forehead, she lost her vital signs."

"Indeed, your shot was very accurate."

Han Fei nodded slightly, then turned to look at Remian, a confident smile playing on his lips, and said, "However, I have a way to save her."

"What's the reason, boss?"

Texas crossed her arms and stared at Han Fei and Ines with a scrutinizing gaze.

"There are two reasons. First, we need a guide. This place is too big, and none of us have been to Kazdel before and are unfamiliar with the terrain. If she is willing to cooperate, she can save us a lot of trouble."

"Secondly, it's also for my personal reasons."

Han Fei has been a PhD for so long, and if he said he had absolutely no feelings for the porridge operators, even he himself wouldn't believe it.

Therefore, even before coming here, he still had the idea that if an exchange was possible, he could resolve the matter peacefully through negotiation, by exchanging mission items and supplies.

At worst, Ines can keep it for a while longer, and then trade it after he finds something of equal value. That's not impossible.

However, he underestimated the mercenaries' greed.

That arrow was clearly aimed at Remian, and the reason was obvious—she was a Sarkaz.

Since negotiations broke down before any talks even began, the only option left is to tackle the problem head-on.

Since the deed was already done, Han Fei naturally had no regrets or pretense; what's done is done.

Instead of dwelling on what has already happened, we should think about how to handle Ines's situation.

“What if she’s unwilling to cooperate?” Texas said calmly. “Releasing a local who harbors hatred towards us could be a big problem.”

Are there any locals here who are not hostile towards us?

Han Fei asked a question in return, then shrugged, spread his hands, and calmly said, "Furthermore, if she really is unwilling to cooperate, we will handle things the same way we handled them before."

Despite his feelings, Han Fei hasn't lost his mind.

If things become unmanageable, Han Fei now has a greater responsibility to the girls who trust him than to Ines.

“If that’s the case, I have no objection.” Texas nodded. “If she refuses to cooperate, I will kill her myself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a very soft sound of footsteps approached.

Han Fei turned his head to the side, and Remy Anne had already walked to his side.

She didn't speak, but simply raised her hand, her warm palm gently resting on his shoulder. That touch carried a silent, comforting power, causing Han Fei's tense nerves to relax slightly.

“I know that once you’ve made up your mind, it’s hard to persuade you.” Her voice was soft, but exceptionally clear, and her gaze was calm as she looked at him, her eyes filled with unwavering trust.

Han Fei was about to explain, "Uh..."

Remian shook her head slightly, her fingertips almost imperceptibly tightening around his shoulder, like a silent promise, cutting him off from his words.

"So, I'm not going to try to convince you."

Her voice remained soft, yet carried an undeniable firmness: "I will support you. You save her, and I will keep an eye on her for you. My gun will eliminate any risks she might pose."

Her gaze shifted to the unconscious Ines, her eyes losing some of their warmth and gaining a hint of wariness.

The sniper has locked onto the target.

"Go do what you want to do."

As he spoke, Han Fei could clearly feel the warmth and slight pressure from the hand on his shoulder.

It wasn't just a simple arrangement; it was more like a transfer of power, a silent declaration—she stood by him, no matter the outcome.

That sentiment, conveyed through the touch of skin, gently and deeply warmed his heart.

Han Fei felt a warmth in his heart and said softly, "Thank you."

Remian didn't say anything, only returned a gentle smile, then decisively released her hand and took a few steps forward to Ines's side. "She still has some loose items on her, and you didn't clean them properly, that won't do."

Her voice remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

Besides the conspicuous sword-shaped staff, Ines did indeed possess quite a few inconspicuous yet dangerous gadgets.

However, because these items cannot be exchanged for HAF coins, they were not included in the search results and were directly ignored by the search system.

Remien knelt beside Ines, her fair and steady hands roaming over her body, peeling away all the hidden items from Ines's clothes.

Daggers, throwing knives, poisoned threads, and even the most intimate personal items... none were overlooked, all falling into Remy's hands.

After confirming several times that nothing was missing from her fingertips, she gracefully stood up and said, "She has nothing left on her. All her belongings are with me. Considering she's a Sarkaz and might be infected, simply taking her things won't reduce her threat. So, Xiao Le..."

Remy replied, "Yes, sis."

“You and I will keep an eye on her,” Remian said calmly. “The moment she makes the slightest move, fire immediately, understand? Don’t give her the slightest chance.”

"Got it, sis!"

Exusiai instantly entered battle mode, firing both guns simultaneously. The cold muzzles of the guns did not waver at all, and were driven straight into Ines's heart.

Almost simultaneously, Remian raised her AWM, her gaze behind the scope sharp as an eagle, the crosshairs firmly pressed against Ines's brow.

Texas was even more direct, stepping forward and placing her longsword above Ines, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Han Fei didn't say much, took out the hormone gun, and stabbed Ines directly.

"You're lucky to have met me."

Upon hearing this, Remuel's expression turned somewhat strange—good fortune? What makes her so lucky!

Not to mention, she was just pulled back from the brink of death and now she's facing a barrage of guns and swords. It seems like we're the ones who beat her up like this!

She glanced quickly at Texas and her older sister, and seeing that they were both expressionless and motionless, she had no choice but to suppress her urge to complain and focus all her attention on aiming.

A short while later, as the beeping sound began and then disappeared, Ines slowly opened her eyes.

This result didn't surprise Han Fei much—he had saved many people back in the tundra!

Her vision cleared, and Han Fei's sharply defined face suddenly filled Ines's entire field of vision. The faint smile playing on his lips sent a chill down her spine.

Almost simultaneously, the instinct for survival drove her to reach for her weapon—

However, the moment he moved his hand, the cold touch was not the familiar weapon handle, but rather his chin being firmly hooked and lifted by several long, strong fingers.

In that instant of lifting her head, Han Fei's rough fingertips inadvertently and very briefly brushed against the carotid artery pulsating beneath the skin of her neck.

That cool, controlling touch, like a tiny electric current, instantly coursed through Ines's nerve endings, bringing an indescribable shiver.

The force was not heavy, but it carried an irresistible strength.

Their eyes met fiercely in mid-air.

Ines frowned instinctively, a cold glint in her eyes, and a question about to erupt from her throat rose in her throat—

Han Fei's voice rang out first, deep and clear, as if declaring:

“I suggest you maintain the status quo, Miss Ines.”

He tightened his grip slightly, forcing her to see more clearly the certainty in his eyes. "You are now my trophy."

Volume 1: Chapter 136 Cooperation?

For a fleeting moment, Ines felt a sudden panic, and her body trembled for a split second.

In Kazdel, everyone has their own price.

But her years as a mercenary had exposed her to too much filth, and that experience allowed her to suppress this strange feeling. She turned her head away, gave a cold smile, and pretended to be calm, saying, "So, what are you going to do to me? Sell me to the Scar Market?"

"No, I have no interest in that kind of plan."

Han Fei tightened his grip, forcing her to look him in the eye, and said, "Wouldn't it be a waste to just sell such a precious trophy like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei felt two gazes piercing him like knives.

Then, the line of sight changed from two to three.

Without a doubt, Remuel also joined in.