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

The old house was eerily quiet, with only a deathly stillness.

Lappland raised her longsword and swung it down fiercely, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and killing intent:

"Leave no one behind!"

at the same time.

Han Fei had just casually grabbed a hiking backpack when he heard footsteps behind him.

He looked back and saw that it was Texas.

About half an hour ago, Texas said she had some personal matters to attend to and needed to leave for a while, leaving Han Fei to search the old house on his own.

Han Fei didn't stop him, but asked if he needed any help. After Texas declined, he searched alone until now.

Now, Texas is back, clearly having finished her personal matters.

Han Fei walked towards Texas and casually asked, "How did it go?"

"Yes, it's all done."

Texas responded and reminded them, "The Syracuses have already come in; we should leave."

"it is good."

Han Fei casually agreed and walked out of the room with Texas.

Back in the corridor, Han Fei looked back at the old house with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

The old house was so spacious that even though Han Fei was fast enough, there were still many places he hadn't searched.

Furthermore, he suspected that he might have missed something during his acceleration.

But there was really no other way; time was tight and the task was heavy, so there was no time for him to search every corner carefully.

Don't be greedy.

Texas spoke softly, pulling a piece of exquisite jewelry from her inner uniform pocket—several gemstone-encrusted rings, a delicate gold necklace, and a few uniquely designed earrings.

"Take it, I found this for you on the way, it can be exchanged for some money."

Han Fei looked down and, among the pile of jewelry, he actually spotted a small earring with a bright white edge.

Classic stepmother earrings.

In top secret, this thing belongs to the category of things nobody would pick up, since it only costs 10,000.

A single unit costs 10,000, which is not even comparable to some high-quality Little Blue.

But Han Fei picked it out, casually stuffed it into his pocket, and said, "Thanks."

When he looked up, the admiration in his eyes was almost overflowing.

—Djokovic is really good.

Han Fei never asked Texas for help with the search, since Texas couldn't tell what items were valuable enough to be exchanged for Haff coins.

Texas still carefully gathered these things for him, afraid that Han Fei would go hungry.

Who could refuse such unsolicited thoughtfulness?

Texas lowered her head slightly, looking at the remaining gold and silver valuables, and asked, "What about these? Don't you want them?"

"No," Han Fei shook his head.

"Then throw it away."

Texas acted swiftly and decisively, her slender fingers loosening their grip and casually flipping the priceless jewels, which then scattered across the floor like cheap glass beads.

Without even glancing down at any of this, she turned around and said, "Come with me, I'll take you away."

"Okay, lead the way."

Han Fei lifted his foot to follow, the tactical boots making a crisp, metallic crunching sound as they rolled over the gold chain.

The gangsters were naturally not very good. As the Syracuseans stormed into the old house, the noise of ransacking came from all directions, mixed with vulgar curses and the crisp sound of breaking objects.

Amidst this chaotic clamor, the silence between Han Fei and Texas acted as an invisible barrier, shutting out the outside disturbances.

The two walked through the dimly lit corridor back to the second floor. The firelight from the burning courtyard cast dappled shadows through the stained glass, dancing on Texas's hair.

After walking for a long time, the girl suddenly stopped, pushed open the door beside her, and went inside.

Han Fei was somewhat confused, but he still followed them into the bedroom whose owner he did not know.

Texas walked to the window and took out a box of fine cigarettes and a heavy gold lighter from her inner uniform pocket.

Did you know?

Her slender fingers deftly flicked open the gold-plated cigarette case, the golden lighter twirling in her palm in a dazzling arc. Her voice, colder than moonlight, said, "Actually, I smoke."

As she spoke, Texas's slender fingers plucked a thin cigarette from the cigarette case, deftly placing it between her lips. The hinge of the gold lighter made a crisp "click," and the leaping flame bloomed into an orange-yellow flower in the twilight, gilding the girl's cool face with a warm hue.

Texas took a deep drag on her cigarette, the crimson tip suddenly brightening. She slowly exhaled a wisp of bluish-gray smoke, the hazy mist blurring the contours of her cold, handsome profile.

"I just went to find a lot of accelerants. All it takes is a fire, and this place will be a sea of ​​fire."

Texas's gaze pierced through the smoke and landed on Han Fei's face. She said softly:

Are you ready to run?

"I understand what you mean. I'm ready to go."

Han Fei watched Texas with great interest. The usually aloof and restrained girl now exuded a lazy and dangerous aura as she held a cigarette between her fingers.

It truly has a unique charm.

"Then start running."

With a flick of her wrist, the girl sent the golden lighter flying through the air in a dazzling arc, landing precisely in the folds of the velvet curtains. Flames instantly erupted, the expensive fabric curling and charring in the flames. The fire spread rapidly along the embroidered patterns, engulfing the intricate and beautiful designs in a leaping red.

"Jump."

Texas opened the window with one hand, and the night wind, carrying gunpowder smoke, rushed into the room, ruffling the girl's hair.

"etc!"

She turned her head at the sound and saw Han Fei dash towards the burning curtains, his tactical boots crunching over the sparks, and pull the golden lighter out of the flames.

Texas paused for a moment, then shook her head and chuckled. The firelight illuminated the fleeting curve of her lips, and her soft sigh drifted into Han Fei's ears on the night breeze:

"You..."

Volume 1: Chapter 61 Want to Be My Department Head?

Under the cover of night, two figures leaped out of a second-floor window.

As his feet touched the ground, Han Fei clearly heard a soft beeping sound from the kinetic energy assist device on his body.

At this moment, most of the Syracuseans had already stormed into the old house, either raising their knives against innocent servants or looting the Texas family's wealth.

Only a small number of Syracuse assassins remained outside, hovering among the corpses like vultures.

Now is the perfect time to make a runaway. Cars are everywhere in the courtyard; you can just grab one and leave the manor.

As the saying goes, delay can lead to trouble. The fire is spreading, but it has not yet turned the old house into a sea of ​​flames. However, if it is delayed any longer, and the Syracuseans are forced back by the fire, it will be much more difficult for them to seize the car.

In such a situation, stealth assassination is not the way to go; a quick and decisive battle is the only way to win.

Han Fei decisively suggested, "Come with me. Before they come out, let's rush over, steal the car, and escape."

After saying that, Han Fei began to put on the heavy explosion-proof gear.

"it is good."

Texas drew her twin swords, waiting for Han Fei to make his move before she arrived.

"go!"

Han Fei raised the unfolded riot shield and strode out.

The shield dog's running footsteps were exceptionally loud, immediately alerting the Syracuse assassins in the courtyard.

"Who? Come out!"

One of the assassins suddenly looked up, his crossbow instantly pointing at the shadows where the sound originated.

His companions turned around in unison, their blades gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

They were met with a sharp hissing sound.

A dark figure suddenly darted out of the shadows, and Han Fei shot out of the darkness like a cannonball, leaving a white trail of air behind him that resembled a comet's tail in the night.

The Syracusan assassin wielding the crossbow didn't even have time to pull the trigger before the edge of the shield slammed into his jaw, sending him flying backward like a rag doll.

The next second, the bison spewed flames.

This time, Han Fei didn't hold back his bullets; a full magazine of RIP rounds was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, reaping the lives of the Syracuse assassins.

In an instant, none of the nearby Syracuse assassins survived.

Just as Han Fei was wreaking havoc, Texas had already gotten into the driver's seat. She pushed open the passenger door and called out, "Get in the car quickly."

"coming."

Upon hearing the sound, Han Fei turned around, activating his kinetic energy assist system. A white shockwave exploded, creating a ring of dust on the scorched ground.

Using the momentum, he strode into the vehicle. As soon as his tactical boots stepped into the compartment, his right hand slammed the door shut.

In the rearview mirror, the Texas family's old mansion was engulfed in flames, the raging fire illuminating the entire courtyard, and several thick plumes of black smoke billowing into the night sky.

It's unclear how much fuel Texas had gathered, but the fire quickly spiraled out of control.

Groups of Syracuseans retreated from the old house, with the silver-haired girl walking at the forefront, stepping over the blood-soaked ground. Her gaze passed over the corpses on the ground and landed precisely on the car Han Fei was riding in.

She watched the car drive away, a visible hint of excitement appearing in her eyes:

"Found you, Cellina, and that bastard who stole my things."

The next second, under the puzzled gazes of his subordinates, Lappland summoned some of the Saluzzo family's elites and got into the car.

"Lappland, where are you going?!"

The assassins from the other families were shocked. How could Lappland leave the manor at this crucial moment in the extermination operation?

However, Lappland didn't care about these trivial matters. No matter how the Syracuses called out to her, she didn't stop. She stepped on the gas, and the black sedan shot off like a beast released from its cage.

…………

The evening breeze blew in through the car window, gently lifting the stray hairs on Han Fei's forehead, bringing a touch of freshness.

At this moment, he removed his heavy blast protection gear and tactical helmet, letting the night wind caress his sweat-dampened temples.

He glanced to the side and saw Texas's hair shimmering in the moonlight. Her hands gripped the steering wheel firmly, and her eyes reflected the winding road ahead, like two frozen lakes.

After hesitating for a while, Han Fei asked, "Have you decided where to go next?"

Texas's fingers unconsciously rubbed the leather-wrapped steering wheel, her gaze still fixed on an unseen focal point in the distance.

"I do not know."

The girl's voice was very soft, almost swallowed by the noise of the traffic, but fortunately the night breeze was gentle, carrying the whisper to Han Fei's ear.

Han Fei could tell how confused Texas was at that moment. Clearly, when she burned down the old house, Texas hadn't thought about what the future held.

"In that case, I'm still short a department head. Are you interested?"

Han Fei invited earnestly, "Although the salary may not be very high, I'll support you by running errands."

Just then, a red light appeared. Texas slowly stopped the car, glanced at Han Fei, and said softly, "You're saying things I don't understand again."

Texas gazed silently at Han Fei with her beautiful gradient-colored eyes, the meaning of which was rather clear—you should explain yourself to me.

Han Fei blinked and said, "I didn't do it on purpose."

It wasn't that Han Fei was deliberately trying to be a riddle-maker; it was just that explaining this matter was too troublesome.

Time travel is a minor issue; we can simply keep it a secret. But this Special Operations Department is really troublesome.

“Even job seekers have the right to know about a company’s benefits package,” Texas said. “Besides, I’m not a job seeker.”

After saying that, Texas looked at Han Fei, waiting for his reply.

Seeing Texas's expression, Han Fei knew that Cellina probably wouldn't agree until a thorough explanation was given.

So, Han Fei organized his thoughts and began to speak:

"As you can see, I am a scavenger. In addition, I am also the head of a military organization. However, due to some accidents in the past, I am the only member of the organization for the time being."