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

"I will cherish it, that's my promise."

As a player from the continent, he never intended to sell the pendant with the special name in the first place—such a special item is definitely worth collecting. He sold all the Alienware computers from the collaboration and didn't keep a single one, which he now regrets.

Now that he has the buff, he is even less likely to sell the pendant. Not only is he unlikely to sell it, but he also has to wear it all the time!

Although Han Fei couldn't figure out where his attack power came from, the increase in maximum health was really good.

"As long as you like it."

The smile on Remi's lips was like the first melting snow, spreading gently and softly.

She could sense Han Fei's emotions; his straightforward appreciation made her suddenly feel that even the morning breeze had become gentler.

Andorn suddenly came over and said, "We should get going."

"it is good."

Remy responded and said to Han Fei, "Put it away, we should go."

"Row."

Han Fei carefully placed the pendant close to his body, then looked at the vehicle.

The modified off-road vehicle parked on the street was breathing heavily, with widened anti-skid tires and steel-plated doors; every detail spoke of the wilderness journey that was about to begin.

Andorn's team's luggage had already been properly placed in the off-road vehicle—after all, they would be spending the night in the wilderness, so they had to prepare some supplies.

Han Fei, on the other hand, was empty-handed, carrying only a backpack, a gun, and a large shield.

Remianne sat directly in the back seat and then looked at Han Fei and Texas.

Han Fei thought for a moment and said to Texas, "You sit in the middle?"

Texas glanced at Remian and said softly, "I'll just sit by the window."

"Row."

Han Fei didn't hesitate and sat down without any hesitation.

As the car door closed, Han Fei had Remy on his left and Texas on his right.

The car was fairly spacious, but it felt a bit cramped once Han Fei got in.

There was no way around it; he had too much equipment on him, and those big shields and M250s were huge pieces of equipment that took up a lot of space.

Even without unfolding, the shield is still half a person's height!

Unfortunately, the vehicle was also loaded with luggage, so Han Fei could only place the large shield at his feet and hold the M250 in his arms.

"Are you all seated?"

Andorn's voice mingled with the low growl of the engine warming up.

Everyone agreed, and then the off-road vehicle roared and drove them through the streets of Laterano, heading into the wilderness.

Amidst the engine's roar, Han Fei suddenly began humming a little tune: "When longing flies across the night sky~"

Remien heard the singing, glanced to the side, and chuckled, "Are you in such a good mood?"

“It’s packed.”

Han Fei stopped humming and said cheerfully, "If you receive a gift first thing in the morning, your luck won't be too bad all day, and you'll naturally be in a good mood."

“If Xiao Le knew, she would be very happy.” Remian’s smile widened.

Han Fei suddenly asked, "And what about you?"

"I?"

Remien's eyes widened slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering in the morning light, as if she didn't quite understand why Han Fei would suddenly mention her.

"Yes."

Han Fei and Remy An looked at each other and said softly, "I've been listening to you talk about Xiao Le, why don't you tell me about yourself?"

Remian did not avoid Han Fei's gaze and smiled, "So what do you want to hear me say?"

"Anything is fine?" Han Fei asked.

"certainly……"

Remien drew out the last syllable, winking as if she had just pulled off a prank: "Of course not, how can you just tell a girl's secrets like that?"

I have no intention of prying into your secrets.

Han Fei looked at Remy's smooth pink hair and the AWM rifle on her body, a mischievous smile curving his lips, and said, "Can you learn this line from me?"

"What did you say?" Remy asked curiously.

"Cough cough."

Han Fei cleared his throat, then his expression turned serious, and he declared in a clear and resonant voice: "The sky belongs to Hafk!"

After saying that, he looked at Remy with great interest and said, "You should learn this sentence, but do it with feeling, preferably with passion."

"What does it mean?"

Remy was puzzled. She recognized each of the individual characters, but when put together, they formed an unfamiliar shape.

The name Hafk reminded her of the Hafcoin Han Fei had mentioned before, but Remian was certain she had never heard of an organization or country called Hafk.

This undoubtedly piqued Remian's curiosity and filled her with more questions—what is Hafk?

Looking into Han Fei's expectant eyes, Remy An finally sighed softly, her fingertips gracefully resting on her chest, temporarily suppressing all her confusion.

When she spoke, her clear voice surprisingly carried a touch of sermon-like solemnity:

"The sky belongs to Hafk!"

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Volume 1: Chapter 85 A Girl with a Dark Side

"I'm ready."

Han Fei leaned back in his seat with his arms crossed, completely satisfied, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Lao Tai's voice is an essential part of the space base experience, just like the red light reflected from her sniper scope and the fully automatic tanks.

Han Fei has already tried the red light sniper rifle here, so how could we forget Lao Tai's voice?

Seeing Han Fei's strange expression, Remy's expression was somewhat subtle—it's just a sentence, is it really that big of a deal?

Remian wasn't the only one with this thought; the girls in the front row shared it too.

Looking at Han Fei's satisfied expression through the rearview mirror, Fiameta asked, "Did that sentence have any special meaning?"

"No, it's just my personal..." Han Fei paused, seemingly unsure how to describe it.

Hobbies? Not quite right.

"A perverse sense of humor" is an apt description, but it's not good to say it out loud.

"Is it... a personal interest?"

Han Fei ultimately chose the most harmless explanation in an attempt to get away with it.

"don't know."

Fiameta looked away. She was just curious, and after receiving an explanation, she didn't want to ask any more questions.

As for Remy An, she had been silently observing Han Fei. Seeing his hesitation, the clever An thought of a possibility—was he playing a trick on me?

This realization made her suddenly smile, her eyes crinkling into a charming smile.

Han Fei was unaware that Remi'an had already guessed his perverse sense of humor. He was still thinking of finding an opportunity to get the pink-haired Rao Tai to say another classic line, "I never expected you to understand Hafk."

Don't ask, the answer is you're overthinking it.

The wheels of the off-road vehicle kept turning, leaving long trails of dust in the wilderness, as the sun gradually climbed to its zenith.

A short while later, the vehicle slowly came to a stop, and Andorn's voice came from the front: "At the current pace, if everything goes smoothly, we should be able to reach our first target location this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei casually asked, "I'm a little curious, how did you manage to locate that group of Sarkaz mercenaries?"

Andorn smiled and explained, "We didn't pinpoint their location; we only had a general idea of ​​their area of ​​activity based on intelligence."

"I see. So you mean we'll be searching for the Sarkaz mercenaries later." Han Fei nodded knowingly.

"Yes."

Andorn nodded slightly, looked at the others, and said softly, "Let's rest for a while and have something to eat. We'll be facing a battle this afternoon."

Everyone agreed and took out their food to begin eating.

Although Han Fei and Texas came empty-handed, Remian had promised to take care of their food, clothing, and lodging in Laterano. Therefore, she was naturally in charge of food when they came out to clear out the Sarkaz.

She first took out a dessert with a distinctly Laterano style and handed it to Texas, who thanked her. Then, Remian produced a lunchbox from somewhere and handed it to Han Fei, saying:

"this is yours."

Thanks.

Han Fei took the lunchbox, but hadn't even had a chance to open it yet.

Then Remy said, "There's an apple pie in here that Xiao Le made herself. It's from yesterday, but it's a token of her love. I hope you'll eat it all and not waste it."

"It's not a big problem."

Han Fei waved his hand. Although Laterano's taste was a little too sweet, he could still accept it.

He's not picky; he can eat both sweet and spicy food.

Han Fei opened the lunchbox and, sure enough, saw the familiar apple pie, a chocolate cake, and a few small egg tarts.

It's a dessert with a very Laterano style.

Han Fei, unsuspecting, quickly ate the apple pie and chocolate cake, then picked up an egg tart and tossed it into his mouth.

As he began to chew, a subtle flavor suddenly appeared in his mouth.

It's hard to describe the feeling. There was a small fruit inside, and the taste was quite good, a bit like crisp lotus root.

The taste, however, was hard to describe. It tasted a bit like grass juice, but with a slight sourness and astringency, and a faint metallic feel, like licking a stainless steel soup spoon.

Before Han Fei could swallow the thing, his tongue suddenly felt a little numb.

Now, even if Han Fei was stupid, he would know that something was wrong with this thing.

He subconsciously looked at Remy, who smiled and met his gaze, her expression as gentle as ever.

However, within this gentleness, Han Fei vaguely sensed a sinister aura.

"Is it tasty?"

Remianne rested her chin on her hand, her gaze sweeping over the lunchbox. "Xiao Le's apple pie is always excellent."

"This apple pie is alright, but if I may ask, what is this egg tart?"

Because of a slight numbness in his tongue, Han Fei's words were somewhat unclear.

“This is His Holiness the Pope’s favorite dessert.” Remian blinked, looking somewhat innocent. “Don’t you like it?”

Although Remianne didn't say it directly, Han Fei still understood.

So this egg tart is the same cactus tart that Grandpa KFC, also known as Pope Lateran, loved!

To be honest, this was the first time Han Fei had ever eaten cactus. He had only ever grown this plant, but never tasted it.

It's no wonder this is a niche ingredient; the taste is truly indescribable.

Han Fei looked at Remian with annoyance and said, "Even among you Lateran people, not everyone can accept this uniquely flavored cactus tart."

"Huh? You know that?"

Remy was somewhat surprised; she thought Han Fei didn't know it was a cactus tart.

“I’ve heard of this thing’s reputation.”

Han Fei smacked his lips; the numbness on his tongue had faded considerably. "This is a dessert that even the Laterans, who are obsessed with sweets, can't accept. How could I, a foreigner, possibly like it?"

Then, with a hint of curiosity, he asked, "But why do you still carry this?"

Remian didn't try to hide anything. She explained softly, "I just thought you'd never tried it before, so I brought it for you to try. Maybe you'll like it."