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

Han Fei took three steps at a time, quickly walked up to Pangnini, and picked up the M250.

"You've got pretty good stamina, kid."

Seeing this, Pangnini rarely praised Han Fei, saying, "This gun is incredibly heavy; you really need to be strong to handle such a big weapon."

Han Fei is known for his thick skin. Instead of being modest, he blurted out, "That's right, I'm in great shape."

"Go away, stop talking nonsense."

Pangnini waved his hand dismissively and said, "Look at this, the parts you're using are all inferior. I'll give you two extra parts; see if you like them. If not, I'll replace them for you."

"Wait, let me take a look."

Han Fei pretended to examine the M250, but actually opened his backpack and selected the weapon.

The M250, which was originally all green except for the mirrors and riser, now has blue handlebars at both the front and rear.

The foregrip has been changed to a folding grip, and the rear grip is now marked as Shooter D-2.

"Holy crap, thank you, Master!"

Han Fei had no reason not to accept free accessories, especially since the two grips offered decent stat bonuses.

Although these two don't increase recoil but increase aiming, aiming is a very important attribute in Delta Force. Before reaching the threshold, 1 point of aiming is more beneficial than 1 point of recoil.

Pangnini pushed up his glasses and said, "Why don't you try the gun?"

"no, I'm fine."

Han Fei waved his hands repeatedly. The shooting range in Pangnini was not like the shooting range in Delta Force, where bullets were supplied without limit and water could be poured on them at will. Here, when testing guns, Han Fei would have to take out his own bullets.

He's already used up 30 bullets; there aren't any extra bullets he can waste.

"You'd better give it a try."

As a master gun maker, Pangnini knew that modifying a gun would drastically change its feel, and if one did not adapt beforehand, unexpected situations might arise once engaged in combat with the enemy.

"No need, Master," Han Fei said, shaking his head.

He can easily control the recoil when it's all green. With the added aiming and breath-holding, controlling the recoil is even easier.

"It's good that you know what's going on. Don't complain that I, an old man, tricked you when you get beaten up."

After saying that, Pangnini waved his hand and shooed people away, saying, "Alright, if there's nothing else, leave. Don't delay this old man's business."

"Row."

Han Fei responded and bowed solemnly to Pangnini.

Han Fei kept Pangnini's kindness in mind. Although he was short of money at the moment, he would always find a way to repay the master.

Pangnini accepted Han Fei's bow and said softly, "You're not so bad after all. Alright, go on. If it doesn't work, come back and tell me, and I'll fix it for you."

"That's not necessary."

Han Fei straightened up and said with a smile, "Alright, Master, we'll be leaving now, so we won't bother you any longer."

"Ah."

Pangnini responded and silently returned behind the counter.

After leaving Pangnini's gun-making workshop, the group returned to the streets of Lateran.

In a cheerful mood, Han Fei hummed a little tune again: "Lonely people listen to sad songs~"

Just then, Remien suddenly spoke up, saying to Fiameta, "Xiao Le should be getting out of school soon. I'll go pick her up. Can you watch over them for me?"

Fiametali nodded and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"Eat?"

Han Fei, who was humming a song, suddenly became interested upon hearing this and said, "No need, shall we go together?"

"You want to go?"

Remianne was taken aback, somewhat puzzled as to why Han Fei would be interested in this matter.

Logically speaking, he should have taken advantage of my absence to thoroughly search the trash cans and manhole covers.

"I've got nothing better to do anyway," Han Fei said with a candid laugh, his hands behind his head. "It'll be a good opportunity for me to experience the local customs and culture of Laterano."

Remien pursed her lips and agreed, "Alright then."

She wanted to say something like "don't cause trouble," but seeing the other person's bright smile bathed in the sunset, she swallowed those words back.

Upon closer reflection, aside from the absurd way he appeared out of nowhere, this man's demeanor was quite reminiscent of Laterano – the same unconventional thinking and the same ridiculous style of doing things.

If you gave him a halo and wings, no one would doubt that he wasn't a Sarkaz!

Han Fei urged enthusiastically, "Let's go, let's go!"

Looking at the energetic Han Fei, Remy couldn't help but chuckle, "What a strange person."

P.S.: 8,000 words today, asking for some data isn't unreasonable, is it?

Volume 1: Chapter 80 The Master of Pranks

The gilded emblem of St. Theodore College gleamed warmly in the setting sun.

Despite bearing the name "Sacred Seal," this complex is just an ordinary secondary school in Laterano.

Even before the school bell had faded, countless young Sakota students poured out of the school gate—the halos above their heads formed a flowing sea of ​​stars in the twilight, and their laughter and the clatter of their schoolbags intertwined to create a symphony of youth.

In this vibrant halo, Han Fei's figure stood out conspicuously. He lacked the aura that symbolized the Sarkaz, yet a modified gun was casually slung over his shoulder, its black barrel drawing a cold, hard line against the warm-toned crowd.

Students passing by would occasionally cast curious glances, but when they saw that figure, they would instinctively take a half step away.

Given Han Fei's personality, he was naturally unaffected by those gazes. He stood calmly at the academy gate, accepting the attention of the Sarkaz students.

After waiting for about ten minutes without seeing the red-haired figure, Han Fei asked, "Are you sure you don't need to go in and look for her?"

“No need, Xiao Le is probably held up by something,” Remianne said softly. “We’ll wait for her at the door…”

Before he could finish speaking, a girl screamed from inside, followed by the sound of gunfire coming from the academy.

At this point, Remy could no longer remain calm. She quickly changed the subject and said, "Alright, it seems we need to go in and see what's going on."

"I understand what you mean, then I'll go first."

A smug smile curved Han Fei's lips, and a gilded rose suddenly bloomed in his hand. As he closed his fingers, the petals shattered, transforming into countless points of light that wrapped around his arm.

"It's my turn to make a bid!"

The mechanical joints suddenly hummed loudly, and the powered exoskeleton, like a beast awakening, unfurled its fangs, emitting a continuous creaking sound.

To the astonishment of Texas and the others, the figure wreathed in golden light tore through the air and sped away, leaving behind only a cloud of slowly drifting metallic dust.

Even though Texas and the others quickened their pace, they still couldn't keep up with Han Fei's pace.

Seeing that Han Fei had disappeared in the blink of an eye, Fiamet couldn't help but mutter, "He runs really fast."

During the exoskeleton's activation, Han Fei was extremely efficient. He quickly rushed into the campus and saw Remule and two Sakota girls falling rapidly like birds with broken wings under the sky in front of the teaching building, their school uniform skirts fluttering in the air.

"?"

A question mark appeared on Han Fei's forehead. He couldn't understand why Remy Le would appear in such a place.

But the situation was urgent, and Han Fei didn't have time to think. If he let Leimule fall solidly to the ground, she might be the one in a wheelchair!

Han Fei's gaze was sharp as lightning, instantly locking onto the statue of the saint standing in front of the teaching building.

His knees were slightly bent, and the hydraulic exoskeleton emitted a sharp whistling sound.

boom!

Han Fei's boots landed firmly on the stone statue, and using the recoil, he rose higher and higher like a cannonball. When he reached the top of the statue, his leg muscles tensed to the limit, and he shot into the sky like an arrow.

“Eh?”

Remuel's eyes widened, an expression of disbelief appearing between her flowing hair.

"pay close attention!"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Fei had already opened his arms and reached over her knees and shoulders, pulling her firmly into his embrace.

In his swirling vision, he saw two other Sakota girls suddenly pull out guns and pull the triggers at the ground.

With a gunshot, Han Fei's feet slammed heavily into the flower bed, scattering soil and petals everywhere.

A sharp pain shot through Han Fei's vision, blurring his vision.

There is no doubt that he has a fracture.

On the other hand, Remyle, who was being held by Han Fei, was well protected by him and had no injuries whatsoever.

"Oh, you don't have to do that."

Remuel scratched his head awkwardly and said, "We have a way to get down."

"I saw it."

Han Fei's lips twitched slightly. He saw the two Sarkaz girls gracefully spinning and landing, wisps of smoke rising from the muzzles of their guns. Each time the trigger was pulled, the recoil created a wave of air beneath their feet, as if they were descending slowly on invisible steps.

"You Sarkaz people are pretty creative."

As he spoke, waves of excruciating pain washed over him from the fracture site, causing Han Fei's voice to tremble uncontrollably.

He managed to keep quiet only because of his last bit of strength.

—I finally managed to pull off a cool move, if I scream in pain, wouldn't it ruin everything?

At this moment, Han Fei couldn't help but miss that top-notch soldier. He had only one thought in his mind—if I were Wei Long, would I do this?

Remi noticed that Han Fei was not in good condition, which made her even more embarrassed. She said, "Why don't you put me down first? There is a medical room in the academy. I will take you to get your injuries treated."

"There's no need to go to the infirmary."

Han Fei put Remule down and immediately opened the chest garter to start wrapping the bandages. "I brought my own medicine."

At this moment, the two Sarkaz girls landed on the ground. One of them covered her mouth and joked, "Xiao Le, I told you not to play, but you didn't listen. Now look what happened."

Remuel scratched her face somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Oh dear, this was an accident, senior, please stop teasing me."

Another girl chimed in, "Xiao Le, you should take your friend to see a doctor first."

"Yeah."

Remy quickly looked at Han Fei and said, "We... hey, what are you doing?"

"Healing the wounds."

Han Fei said without looking up.

I saw him holding a roll of bandage, wrapping it around his arm.

This scene left Remuel somewhat confused. He wondered if Remuel's hand was injured. But wait, if he landed like that, his leg should be the one that was injured.

Han Fei couldn't answer that question either.

Don't ask, the answer is the mechanism.

Just then, Remian and Texas's group finally ran over.

Texas saw Han Fei's actions and immediately walked over to him, asking with concern, "Are you injured? Are you alright?"

"It's no big deal, just a couple of bandages." Han Fei looked up, smiled at Texas, and gestured for her not to worry.

This is the confidence that data-driven body technology brings him. A cricket's leg fracture is nothing in the face of a surgical kit!

After saying that, Han Fei glanced at Remianne and Remielle again.

The former is now displaying the authority of an older sister, disciplining her troublemaking younger sister.

Meanwhile, the usually lively Exusiai Remule had her head down and looked quite docile.

Shortly after, Han Fei finished wrapping the bandages, then used the hormone gun to give himself an injection. He then defended Exusiai, saying, "Alright, don't blame her. It was my fault for not understanding the situation."

As he spoke, Han Fei gave a wry smile: "I underestimated the creativity of you Sarkaz people..."

When he said the last two words, his tone rose slightly at the end.

Han Fei was aware of the lively nature of the Lateranos, but he didn't expect these Sarkaz to be this outrageous. They're all masters of creating chaos!

Remy turned around and looked at Han Fei apologetically, saying, "No matter what, it was my sister's fault. As compensation, I will take you to get a medical check-up. You don't need to worry about the treatment costs; just focus on recovering."

"fine."

Han Fei waved his hand and said, "I've already healed myself."