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

The girl's wolf ears twitched imperceptibly. As the former young lady of a family, she should have refused this equipment that was tainted with the aura of others, but now, her fingertips silently tightened the straps.

Without the slightest hesitation, the armor bearing Han Fei's aura enveloped her body.

Book 1: Chapter 90 Efficiency

Texas took a deep breath, suppressing the strange emotions in her heart, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm all dressed. Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Uh, if you have nothing to do, you can stay with me for a while."

Han Fei glanced at Texas's body, which was covered in bulletproof vest, and casually remarked, "It fits you quite well, it suits you well."

"Ah."

Texas responded, then placed her hand on her knee, squatted down next to Han Fei, and asked, "Shall I help you?"

"No need, just chat with me."

Han Fei waved his hand to refuse Texas's offer, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the girl's legs encased in black stockings.

Hey, those Texas black stockings, anyone who can resist looking at them must be a bit like Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity).

Texas, with her keen senses, naturally noticed Han Fei's gaze, but she didn't say anything, pretending not to know, and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"you."

While licking the bag, Han Fei said, "If I remember correctly, you haven't spoken to them at all."

"You remembered wrong."

Texas corrected her, "I had a brief conversation with Remian not long ago."

"Uh."

Han Fei was momentarily embarrassed, then remembered what Texas referred to.

Texas did speak with Remian briefly and cleanly during lunch earlier.

"You know that's not what I meant."

Han Fei closed the search results, glanced at the girl beside him, and said, "Aren't you going to get to know them?"

"I don't have that idea for now."

Texas calmly responded to Han Fei's question, but the image of the shot they took when they first arrived in Laterano involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

She knew her boss had a strong heart and could ignore that matter, but she couldn't.

That brief flash of red light still lingers in Texas's mind.

Moreover, Texas had a strange feeling in her heart, which she couldn't quite put her finger on, but driven by that feeling, she instinctively didn't want to spend much time with Remian.

At the same time, Texas could also sense a subtle sense of estrangement that lingered beneath Remian's gentle smile.

Since she remains restrained and distant, why should I deliberately try to please her?

There's no need to deliberately make acquaintances.

Texas finally lowered her eyelashes, her voice so soft it was almost a soliloquy, "Keeping our distance is better for everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, Texas saw a faint look of disappointment on Han Fei's face because of her answer.

That image was clearly reflected in Texas's beautiful heterochromatic eyes, prompting the girl to add, almost unconsciously, "But if that's what you want..."

Texas froze as soon as the words left her mouth—it sounded like a compromise?

"That's not necessary."

Han Fei's voice suddenly softened, as if he were soothing a cat with its fur standing on end. He reached out and brushed away a withered blade of grass that had fallen on Texas's shoulder, his fingertips withdrawing just before touching her hair.

"I hope you can have more friends, because you seem quite lonely. You're always quiet and stand alone behind me."

"But making friends is inherently subjective. If you get along, you stay together; if you don't, you part ways. Forcing it is pointless, isn't it?"

"Um."

She uttered only one syllable, but slightly relaxed her originally straight back, letting her shadow and Han Fei's silhouette overlap into a blurry mass in the gradually setting sunlight.

Han Fei smiled at Texas, then immediately turned his attention back to looting the bag.

The familiar search interface appeared in his field of vision. Just as he was waiting for the contents of his backpack to be unpacked, he heard the sound of a gentle breeze.

Actually, I am not alone.

Her voice was a few decibels lower than usual, and Han Fei's surprised face was reflected in her heterochromatic pupils.

The evening breeze brushed past the girl's hair, carrying her confession to his ears:

"Aren't we friends?"

Texas turned her head away after speaking, staring at the silhouette of the rocks in the distance, as if there was something there worth studying intently.

"Don't worry about me, just do what you want to do, I'll be right behind you."

She suddenly spoke and then paused, her Adam's apple bobbing slightly, as if she had swallowed a more intimate term of address.

Finally, that familiar address slipped from his lips, but the ending sound was three times softer than usual:

"boss."

Han Fei stared blankly at the soft lines of her profile outlined by the setting sun. This usually quiet girl was now responding to his concern in her own way.

"it is good."

Han Fei responded softly and then continued licking the bag.

The bag, you really have to lick it!

Actually, Han Fei always thought he was pretty good at looting. As a native of Zhouzhou, he had played so many games and he believed he had no problem looting. He didn't think he was like some streamers who could kill cleanly and have fast, accurate, and ruthless shooting skills, but ended up making the blood pressure of the entire live stream audience rise just by looting a loot box.

However, with Texas by his side, Han Fei's looting efficiency dropped drastically.

Sigh, women only slow down my looting speed.

However, Han Fei couldn't ignore Texas's dialogue, so he had to close the search interface from time to time to respond to Texas's words and the occasional small questions that popped up.

That's why, when Remy Andu came over again, there was still a third of the bag on the ground that hadn't been licked.

"Is it still not cleaned up?"

Remi's voice carried to their ears on the wind.

With Remian's arrival, the faint smile that had been playing on Texas's lips vanished instantly. She stared blankly at the pink-haired woman, a thought that even she found somewhat absurd flashing through her mind.

—She's in the way.

Noticing Texas's gaze, Remien smiled gently at her, and then, under her gaze, walked straight to Han Fei's side.

"No, there's still a third left."

Han Fei closed the search interface and looked up at Remy An beside him.

"Then let me help you."

Remy gathered her skirt with her hands and was about to squat down to help Han Fei touch the corpse.

"That's not necessary."

Han Fei quickly called a halt. He understood the girl's good intentions, but they held no real meaning for him.

"But you seem a bit slow to me."

Han Fei raised his hand to stop Remien from bending her knees. She remained in this awkward position, with the angle of her hair falling just enough for Texas to see the shadow cast by her eyelashes.

"Don't worry, if I have something good, I'll give it to you."

He doesn't need it.

Texas's cool voice broke in. She walked expressionlessly to Han Fei's side, looked at Remian, and said, "If he needs anything, I will help."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"So this is ah."

Remy's lips curved into a gentler smile. She suddenly reached out and placed her hand on Han Fei's shoulder, saying softly, "Then you'll have to speed up. We still have a long way to go, and traveling at night is not easy."

Volume 1: Chapter 91 Let's Have Some Metaphysics

Remien didn't linger. Just as lightly as she had arrived, she gracefully departed after confirming that Han Fei didn't need help.

After watching the pink figure disappear into the distance, Han Fei squatted down again and said, "She's right, we really need to speed things up."

As they were talking, Han Fei noticed that Texas's gaze was fixed on him.

Han Fei glanced down at his clothes and asked, "Is there something on me?"

"No, it's okay."

Texas turned her face away, her voice even lower than usual.

"?"

Han Fei's forehead raised a question mark. He checked the bag again, making sure it wasn't stained with weeds or blood, before continuing to lick it.

I don't know if I ran out of luck or what, but I opened five bags in a row and didn't get a single blue one, only green ones.

Such a result naturally did not satisfy Han Fei, and his face immediately fell.

"What's wrong."

Texas's voice rang out at just the right moment. She had been close by without anyone noticing and was now leaning slightly forward. The shadow of her hair falling down perfectly concealed the concern that flashed in her eyes.

"So poor."

Han Fei clicked his tongue and said, "It's all junk, there's nothing to pick up."

Texas opened her mouth, and if it were when they first met, she would have said that the Sarkaz were inherently poor—just like what the Andorn squad had once said to Han Fei.

However, this wasn't the first time Texas had met Han Fei, nor was it the first time she had seen him looting a bag.

After witnessing Han Fei search for loot so many times, Texas had keenly noticed a detail—the things her boss found were clearly not from those people; he seemed to have an unusual way of acquiring loot.

Otherwise, many details simply cannot be explained.

For example, that bulletproof vest.

That was clearly not something from a Sarkaz; Texas had never seen any Sarkaz mercenaries wearing such body armor during combat.

Furthermore, the bulletproof vest that was pulled off the mercenary was exactly the same as the one his boss had taken off.

For example, the Bison that Han Fei pulled out earlier.

Texas was absolutely certain that before her boss and she came to Laterano, he only had one gun, and she herself had helped him bring that gun in.

On the streets of Laterano, after fighting the Sarkaz, his boss got a new gun.

The Sarkaz don't use guns!

That's why the words of comfort she was about to say were stuck in her throat; she knew they would be meaningless to Han Fei.

At that moment, Texas's mind raced, trying to find a new way to comfort him.

But for some reason, the scene of Remian leaving suddenly flashed through Texas's mind.

The next second, Texas reached out her hand and whispered, "Boss, I'll lend you my luck."

"Huh?"

Han Fei was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Why are you starting to play with metaphysics too?"

Seeing that he didn't react, Texas unconsciously curled her fingertips, her brow furrowed slightly, and she said, "Don't you want to?"

"want."

Han Fei grabbed Texas's hand and said seriously, "I believe in your luck. Come on, lend me your luck. If you find a treasure, we'll split the profits fifty-fifty!"

Texas curled his fingertips slightly. The warmth and smoothness of his palm were unexpected. There were no calluses, only the vibrant blood of a young man pulsating beneath his skin.

The wolf's ears snapped towards the sound of the wind, and Texas hid her face in the slanting sunlight: "Suit yourself."

Han Fei did not let go; he maintained the handshake and reached out to touch the corpse in front of him.

The next second, the familiar search interface opened, and the details of the gun indicated that this bag seemed to have a good drop rate.

Inside the bag lay a Car15, but it wasn't a bare gun; it had a small scope attached to it. It wasn't a cheap green sight, but a high-end panoramic red dot sight.

The panoramic red dot is a great item; it can sell for as much as 40,000 yuan, which is more expensive than many small purple ones.