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

Eat without fear, or don't eat if you're afraid!

"Come with me."

Texas turned and left Giuseppe's bedroom.

Perhaps because they were both away fighting off foreign enemies, the two did not encounter a single person along the way, and even their servants disappeared as if they had evaporated.

Texas successfully led Han Fei into the basement of the old house. After passing through a narrow passage, a cold, matte metal gate abruptly blocked their way.

"This is where the family's treasure trove is located. All the precious artifacts that the family has collected over the years are stored here."

Texas looked at the small metal door in front of her and said, "Go ahead and try it. Let's see if you can open it with your lock-picking skills."

Han Fei raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "How could I possibly pick a lock? That's a mechanism, you know what a mechanism is."

Since he was already there, Han Fei still reached out and touched the metal gate.

The moment he touched the gate, a slightly abrupt yet incredibly familiar locked notification appeared in Han Fei's field of vision.

[East Building Manager's Office (Locked)]

[View Key]

"???"

Three question marks appeared on Han Fei's forehead.

You call this the manager's office?

Dude, judging from the terrain, it looks like an underground vault!

But considering that even his No. 0 dam had ended up in Colombia, Han Fei felt relieved.

Since Colombia has become a major hub, turning an underground treasure trove into a manager's office doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Seeing that Han Fei did not make a move, Texas said, "Is that not allowed?"

"That won't work; you can't open it without the key."

Han Fei withdrew his hand, turned around, and spread his hands in front of Texas.

"Pity."

Texas frowned slightly. She herself didn't care about the family's wealth, but she would rather see Han Fei accept these things than become spoils of war for the Syracuse.

"It is a bit of a pity."

Han Fei also felt a little regretful. The drop rate was obviously very high this time. He got two red cards. If he had a card, he would have been willing to open it.

However, it's not uncommon for a big red team to not have their cards with them; Han Fei has even experienced things that are more mind-bending.

I swiped an African Heart card on the table in the Babel implantation room, but it didn't work. Does anyone know why?

Having gone through this experience, Han Fei quickly adjusted his mindset.

In the blink of an eye, Han Fei put the matter out of his mind and said to Texas, "Besides here, where else is there any treasure? Preferably somewhere with a big safe."

Volume 1: Chapter 59 Eliminating High-Value Products

Han Fei and Texas emerged from the underground vault—no, the underground manager's office.

The shouts of battle in the courtyard did not affect Han Fei; he hummed a little tune and walked briskly.

"I love eating sweet candied hawthorns..."

Beside him, Texas had a subtle expression, her eyes saying, "What are you singing?"

Han Fei naturally noticed Texas's subtle glance, but he didn't care. The reason was simple: he was in a good mood.

Having lived in Colombia for so long, Han Fei hasn't really had a chance to properly explore the old house. In such a large estate, he's only been to a handful of places.

But now, the situation is different. Before the Syracuses stormed in, the entire old house was searched at will.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is equivalent to the Dahong Bureau having exclusive access to the administration building.

That's why, even though Texas couldn't find Han Fei another safe, Han Fei was still all smiles.

However, despite Han Fei humming a tune and appearing very relaxed, his movements were actually quite fast.

The Syracuses are coming on strong, and the Texas family is doomed sooner or later. Han Fei doesn't have much time to plunder.

Then he led Texas and quickly searched the entire floor.

Upon arriving on the second floor, Han Fei's attention was drawn to the commotion in the courtyard seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows along one side of the corridor.

He leaned to the window and glanced outside. He saw that the entire courtyard was full of people. Family soldiers dressed in different colored suits were fighting each other. Blood spurted out from between the intertwined figures, meandering into a hideous stream on the cobblestone ground and soaking the carefully manicured lawn into a dark red.

Han Fei clearly saw a tough gang leader wearing a Texas family uniform being pierced through the chest by three knives at the same time. He staggered back two steps, and the blood foam that gushed from his throat splattered on the ground like a scarlet flower.

"Tsk, that's pretty intense."

Han Fei withdrew his gaze and glanced sideways at Texas beside him.

The girl remained expressionless; the tragedy in the courtyard did not stir even the slightest ripple in her heart.

"gone."

Han Fei lifted his foot to leave; he'd rather go and loot the place than watch the show.

Han Fei initially thought it would be another ordinary looting, but when he entered a room that resembled an office, a landline telephone on the desk directly opposite him caught his attention.

There was a small blue logo on the phone.

This Han Fei is all too familiar; it's the icon for in-game missions in Delta Force.

This was the first mission Han Fei encountered in Colombia. Out of curiosity, he went up and touched the landline.

The next second, the familiar quest acceptance interface appeared in Han Fei's sight.

[Task Objective: Eliminate high-value targets]

[Action Area: Texas Manor Courtyard]

[Reward: 10000 Haf Coins]

Possible compensation: ...

"Huh?"

Han Fei was very surprised, thinking to himself, "How can this eliminate high-value targets?"

But judging from the scope, how should I put it? Could the mission objective be to eliminate the elite among the Syracuses? Or perhaps the high-ranking henchmen of the Texas family?

How did those mission objectives come about?

Should we directly select the clan soldiers in the courtyard as the mission target, or should we spawn some more clan soldiers?

Driven by curiosity, Han Fei decisively accepted the task.

—Anyway, there's no punishment for failing a mission in the continent, so it doesn't matter if you accept it or not.

The next second, a familiar voice rang in Han Fei's ears.

Han Fei ignored the notification sound, ran to the window, and looked outside.

Suddenly, a convoy of five cars drove up outside the window and stopped in the middle of the courtyard. Then, a group of thugs dressed in Texas family uniforms got out.

These thugs looked no different from ordinary family soldiers.

The only difference was that each of the people who got off the car had a light blue exclamation mark above their heads, indicating that they were Han Fei's mission targets.

The iron-fisted leader, surrounded by these family soldiers, was naturally a high-value target in the mission description.

Han Fei stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "So that's how it is."

He still remembers that when he took on these kinds of missions in the state, a bunch of AIs would appear out of thin air for him to kill.

But now it's clearly not like that. It seems that these mission objectives will appear in a logical way, rather than being refreshed abruptly out of thin air.

Han Fei's mutterings did not escape the notice of the perceptive Lupo girl, Cellina. She glanced at him and asked in confusion, "What have you figured out this time?"

"Some new mechanisms."

Han Fei turned his gaze away from the window, glanced down at the landline on the table, and thought to himself, "If missions can be answered on a landline, then I should keep an eye out for similar communication devices next time."

This change is worth noting. After all, besides the usual high-value elimination and clearing out of target enemies in most cases, the continent's regular missions also include acquiring safe supplies and destroying the iron door of the supply room.

Both of these are worthwhile tasks, and you might even find some treasures along the way.

"mechanism?"

Texas frowned slightly. She understood Han Fei even less, and her confusion grew stronger.

But Texas was very understanding. She knew that time was precious and that instead of keeping him busy asking questions, she should let this money-grubbing guy grab as many treasures as possible, so that those valuable things wouldn't all fall into the hands of the Syracuseans.

Han Fei noticed the curiosity hidden in Texas's eyes. He thought for a moment and said, "After we leave here, if you want to hear it, I can give you an explanation. It may not be perfect, but at least it will make you less confused."

As soon as he finished speaking, a settlement interface popped up in front of Han Fei's eyes.

[Task successful]

[Haf Coins +10000]

The familiar interface surprised Han Fei, who thought to himself, "Was that Iron Fist Gang Leader killed so quickly?! That's incredibly fast."

Texas was unaware of what was happening outside the window; her answer was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation:

"it is good."

A simple word, yet it reveals the girl's trust in Han Fei.

Han Fei naturally wouldn't betray this precious trust, and said solemnly, "I won't keep you waiting too long, I promise."

Texas shook her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Han Fei's, and said, "Go do what you want to do first."

"Then I'll be free to do as I please," Han Fei said.

Right now, he doesn't want to think about anything else but to thoroughly search the old house and take on all the missions along the way!

For Han Fei now, whether it's eliminating high-value targets or clearing out enemy targets in the area, it's a very good mission.

The reward of 10,000 Haff coins was practically free, and even the Texas family members who spawned were now Han Fei's good helpers.

The more Texas family members Han Fei recruits, the later the Syracuses will storm the old house, and the more time Han Fei can plunder.

You can get free HAF coins and buy yourself time – it's a win-win situation!

P.S.: This is even more of a late arrival for me, but anyway, I've still delivered the 10,000-word article.

No cheating, the update on the 31st will be counted separately.

Volume One: Chapter Sixty: Fire

The setting sun dipped below the horizon, and the last rays of golden light were swallowed by the night.

Lappland cleanly severed a head, then nimbly dodged the splattered blood, looking somewhat puzzled towards the manor gate.

"Before the final assault, we wiped out the Texas family's strongholds in this city, right?"

"Yes, Miss."

Behind her, the Saluzzo family assassin answered respectfully, then hesitated before adding, "But there might be some who slip through the net."

"I knew there would be some who slipped through the net."

Lappland raised her long, delicate eyebrows, pointed her long sword at the family convoy approaching again in the distance, and said, "But aren't there too many fish that slipped through the net?!"

This is already the fifth team that Lapland has seen.

Over the past hour, every now and then, a convoy like this would drive in from outside. The number of people wasn't too large, so it didn't cause much of a stir.

Lappland had absolutely no idea what these guys were thinking.

Don't they have cell phones?

They were clearly a formidable force when united, yet they insisted on splitting up their troops to provide reinforcements, only to be defeated one by one.

Lappland couldn't understand, but she didn't need to. The fighting within the manor continued, but compared to the initial uproar, the resistance was now as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

Without their head, the Texas family was nothing but a bunch of headless flies, suffering repeated defeats and utterly routed under the Syracuse's fierce offensive.

Lappland tilted her head back, her silver hair fluttering slightly in the night breeze, her scarlet eyes reflecting the old house that lay silent in the darkness.

Not a single light was on; the entire building seemed to have been drained of all life, leaving only its cold silhouette standing silently in the moonlight.

A dangerous smile curved her lips, her voice as soft as a soliloquy, yet clear enough to pierce the night:

"Celina, how long are you going to hide? If you don't come out soon, I'm going to come in and find you myself."