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

“This vehicle has bulletproof glass. You can take off your helmet. I can see you're wearing this gear, you must be very tired. I heard you panting a lot just now.”

"I'm used to it, so it's okay."

Han Fei casually replied, then reached out and took off the autistic headband.

His body had become like a delta; his stamina was depleted quickly, but it also recovered quickly.

However, wearing a self-closing headband is indeed quite uncomfortable, which can be felt from the sound effects in the game.

In the game, operators will gasp for breath when they run out of stamina, and when they're wearing the self-isolating headgear and gasping for breath, the sound is... well, just listening to it makes you feel suffocated.

By the way, never use Mai Xiaowen's autistic headpiece and listen to her heavy breathing.

Texas's gaze never left Han Fei. As she watched him take off his helmet and casually place it on his lap, her eyes naturally fell on his face.

Texas was then surprised to find that the man looked to be about the same age as her, very young and good-looking.

Noticing Texas's gaze, Han Fei turned to look at her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

“I’m just a little surprised. I thought you would be more mature,” Texas said softly. “But you seem to be about my age.”

Previously, Han Fei had his head covered with a mask, which only revealed his eyes, so Texas couldn't easily guess Han Fei's age.

Based solely on his skillful combat techniques, one could deduce that he was a mature and experienced warrior.

Han Fei's expression was subtle as he said, "I'm not that old."

"I see it."

Texas smiled slightly, clearly indicating that the girl was in a good mood.

But the girl's good mood didn't last long. The next second, with a word from the driver in the front seat, Texas's smile vanished without a trace.

"Young lady, this is a message from Lord Giuseppe."

Texas expressionlessly reached out and took the communicator, placed it to her ear, and said in a cold voice, "It's me."

Han Fei remained silent, watching the girl talking to her father, thinking to himself that the relationship between the father and daughter was really bad.

Throughout the conversation, Texas mostly just responded with "uh-huh" and occasionally added "I know." Judging from the content of the conversation, it didn't resemble a father-daughter communication at all.

If you didn't know better, you'd think they had a superior-subordinate relationship, and not a very harmonious one at that.

Shortly after, Texas hung up the phone and leaned back in her seat, looking exhausted.

It's unclear what Giuseppe said to her that made the girl so exhausted. Just now, when Han Fei helped her escape from the building, Texas didn't show such a tired expression.

Han Fei asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Texas's grey-blue wolf ears twitched slightly. She glanced at Han Fei and said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"You just look a little tired," Han Fei said. "You're fine now, you can rest for a while."

"No need."

Texas pursed her lips and changed the subject, saying, "Let's not talk about me anymore. Let's talk about you. Why did you join the family?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei noticed out of the corner of his eye that the driver was looking over through the rearview mirror without making a sound.

Han Fei immediately understood that Giuseppe would most likely find out about this conversation.

"The reason? There's nothing complicated about it," Han Fei replied casually. "I just arrived in Colombia and got caught up in the fight between your family and the Syracuses. I didn't want to get involved, but it seems like they don't want to let me go."

"So I beat them up and, while I was at it, took Lappland's knife and shoes."

"??"

A look of confusion appeared on Texas's delicate face. She could understand taking away the knife, which was to disarm Lappland and prevent her from continuing to fight, but what was the meaning of taking away her shoes as well?

Could it be that this guy has some kind of peculiar fetish?

Noticing Texas's unusual expression, Han Fei explained, "I'm afraid she'll keep bothering me and I'll take her shoes. She can't exactly chase me barefoot the whole way, can she?"

This explanation was barely plausible, and Texas accepted it, saying, "So, you joined the family in search of asylum."

"Pretty much," Han Fei said. "Anyway, I came here for the money. Since the family is willing to give me money and help me avoid trouble, why not?"

Texas hesitated, knowing full well the immense crisis her family was facing. The Sicilian woman's extermination campaign had already begun, and the assassins pouring into Colombia were the best proof of that.

Under these circumstances, how long can the Texas family protect Han Fei?

Joining the family would likely only lead to certain death in the end.

But Cellina couldn't say these words now. She knew the driver ahead would relay the conversation to Giuseppe. Some things had to be said when no one was around.

Seeing Texas's hesitation, Han Fei said, "There's an old saying in Yan: 'Since you're here, make the best of it.' Since things have already come to this point, there's no point in me looking back any longer. I might as well relax; there'll always be a way."

He could roughly guess what Texas wanted to say but couldn't—it was nothing more than the messy affairs within her family.

These things are really not a big problem for Han Fei.

In a few days, his helicopter will be withdrawn. What can the Syracuses do to him? They can't possibly chase him all the way to the Special Operations Unit.

Han Fei only needs to think about one thing now: before leaving, fill all the storage compartments on his body with items.

Han Fei had already gained a lot from this trip. The shoes and dual swords from Lappland were valuable items, even though the pair of longswords and the shoes took up fourteen slots in Han Fei's backpack.

But, the young lady's things are valuable.

Lappland's longsword occupies five squares, yet its price is an astonishing nearly 300,000. Two swords occupy ten squares but provide a profit of over 500,000.

Add to that a pair of shoes worth about the same as military explosives, and a Lapland provided Han Fei with over 600,000 yuan in revenue!

All I can say is that she truly lives up to her status as the eldest daughter of the Saluzzo family; she's incredibly wealthy and powerful. This isn't Lappland; it's practically a walking gold mine!

It's no exaggeration to say that even the underground vault of the Baksh Museum might not be as rich as Lapland.

It was precisely because of this profit that Han Fei didn't feel too bad about not having had time to loot the Syracuse thugs' loot boxes.

"You have a good attitude."

Texas pursed her lips and said, "How about this, you'll follow me from now on and be my bodyguard."

Cellina had no feelings for the Texas family and was unwilling to get involved in their affairs, but Han Fei had risked his life to save her once, so Cellina felt it was necessary to give him a hand and pull him out of the Texas family before he got too deeply mired in trouble.

Just like when Han Fei pulled her away from danger.

Before Han Fei could even speak, the driver in front said, "Miss, personnel changes in the family require the master's approval."

"I know."

Texas frowned slightly; the mere mention of Giuseppe dampened her spirits.

“I will talk to him about it, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

"I'm glad you know."

The driver shut his mouth and said nothing more.

Book 1: Chapter 48 Dialogue

Before long, the convoy returned to the Texas family's estate.

Han Fei returned to the family mansion with Texas. As soon as they entered, the old butler greeted them respectfully:

"Miss, it's good that you're safe and sound. Master is waiting for you in the study."

“I understand.” Cellina nodded slightly. “I will go see him.”

The old butler, familiar with Cellina's temperament and the conflict between her and Giuseppe, whispered a reminder: "Miss, please don't keep the master waiting too long; he's very worried about you."

Cellina said expressionlessly, "I will go see him."

The old butler hesitated, opening his mouth several times, but ultimately said nothing.

Cellina led Han Fei upstairs, and after the old butler disappeared from sight, she whispered, "I'm going to see him later. You wait for me outside."

"Row."

Han Fei nodded.

He was indeed interested in Cherlinina herself, but Han Fei did not want to get involved in her past with her father.

As the saying goes, even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes. He felt that he was not familiar enough with Cellina to offer advice on her family matters, so it would be inappropriate to speak rashly, even if it was just to give suggestions.

Before long, the two arrived at the study.

Han Fei watched Cherlinina go inside. Just as the heavy oak door was about to close, Han Fei keenly caught a fleeting glimpse of a sinister gaze through the crack in the door.

Giuseppe Texas sat in the shadows deep within his study, the glow of his cigar flickering between his fingers, slicing his sharply defined face into fragments of light and shadow.

The next second, the wooden door closed, cutting off Han Fei's view.

Han Fei clicked his tongue, thinking to himself that the father and daughter really had a terrible relationship.

However, Han Fei couldn't get involved at the moment. With nothing else to do, he leaned against the wall, observing the Texas family security guards standing at the door while waiting for Cherlinina to come out of the study.

These Syracuse thugs really love wearing suits. Although the Texas family has established itself in Colombia and claims to be cutting ties with Syracuse, they have still maintained this tradition of wearing suits.

The four security guards outside the study were all dressed in black suits and looked quite smart and imposing.

Since Han Fei had nothing better to do, he struck up a conversation: "I'm just asking, how long have you all been working in the family?"

The security personnel remained expressionless, none of them uttering a word, but instead scrutinized Han Fei with their eyes.

"Tsk, so indifferent."

Han Fei wasn't a shy person. Even though the security guards didn't want to talk to him, he continued, "It's just a chat, there's nothing wrong with that, why don't you say anything?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Han Fei heard a dull thud from inside the study, piercing through the heavy oak door. It sounded as if someone inside the study had slammed some metal object onto the table.

Han Fei subconsciously shut his mouth and listened attentively to the sounds coming from the study.

Unexpectedly, the study was quite soundproof; even though he held his breath and concentrated, he could only catch a few muffled sounds of arguing.

The soundproofing in this study clearly took into account certain conversations that were not suitable for public discussion. The lead plate lining the solid wood door swallowed up all the details of the father and daughter's argument, leaving only a few indistinct voices.

The security guards didn't react at all, as if they were used to it.

Only Han Fei was there, straining his ears, trying to hear what was going on in the study.

The argument didn't last long. About a minute later, the oak door was opened, and Cellina walked out expressionlessly.

Giuseppe's voice also appeared.

"Han Fei, come in here for a moment."

Han Fei was puzzled as to why Giuseppe would call him over at this moment, and he subconsciously looked at Cellina.

The latter nodded to him, indicating that he could go in.

Han Fei then strode into the study, closing the heavy oak door behind him with a soft, almost silent swishing sound from the hinges.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass, casting dappled shadows on the carpet, and Giuseppe sat in the center of this halo of light.

The middle-aged man held an unlit cigar between his long, slender fingers. When Han Fei's footsteps stopped in front of the desk, he suddenly tapped the table lightly with the end of the cigar and said:

"Do you smoke? This is a cigar from Syracuse; it has a very unique aroma."

"Thank you, I don't smoke."

Han Fei waved his hand, declining Giuseppe's offer.

"Really? That's a pity. Please have a seat."

Giuseppe raised his grey-blue eyes. The patricide was now smiling like a kind elder, showing no sign that he had just been arguing with someone.

Han Fei sat down opposite Giuseppe and looked up at the middle-aged man.

Giuseppe looked wistful and said softly, "Sometimes I'm troubled. My daughter was so well-behaved and sensible back then, how did she become like this now?"

Han Fei didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

Seeing that Han Fei remained silent, Giuseppe put away his reminiscing expression and said, "Young man, I already know that you risked your life to save my daughter."

“The Texas family is never stingy. Take this as my reward to you.”

Giuseppe took out a badge from a hidden compartment in his desk, and with a gentle push, the badge slid down the mahogany grain to Han Fei's side.

Han Fei looked down and saw that the badge was entirely gold and exquisitely crafted. It was engraved with the Texas family's wolf head emblem, and the wolf head was so lifelike that it seemed ready to come to life and devour someone at any moment.

This badge is obviously very valuable, just by looking at it.

However, Han Fei felt listless.

The reason is simple: his body now resembles the Delta, and high-value resources that can be picked up and exchanged for Haff coins will be highlighted with a white border, just like in a game.

But this badge did not exist.