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

Han Fei's gaze unconsciously swept over the characters who had offensive items.

He watched the video and it seemed like the damage from the Gale item wasn't ideal. Although he didn't know the exact numbers, it looked like it did almost no damage.

The bee doctor doesn't have any offensive items, so Han Fei needs an item slot.

After a brief hesitation, Han Fei ruled out a surprise attack.

We already have a Swift Wind in the assault position, and more importantly, Swift Wind has mobility. If we choose another assault hero, there will be too much mobility, which weakens the hero's functionality.

After much hesitation, Han Fei finally decided on Luna.

Han Fei actually rarely plays Luna when he's playing against the continent.

There's no other reason—she's not pretty.

I like to tell the truth; that character model is too stereotypical.

That's why when Han Fei first started playing the game, he actually played Mai Xiaowen, who was also the first operator to reach max level.

Then, in one of the endgame situations, he realized that Mai Xiaowen had her limits.

Both the upper and lower limits are very clear.

So, he switched careers and became a top-tier warrior.

But these days, playing Luna isn't a big deal—although Baksh's Luna is quite rare, it's not unheard of.

Luna is indeed strong, and not just strong in the ordinary sense. Her offensive capabilities are off the charts, and with her four offensive items, she can easily take down most short-legged opponents. It's really impossible for the average person to forcefully break through Luna's defenses.

With Luna finally selected, the three operators assumed their positions, ready for battle.

Looking at Jifeng's confident pose, Han Fei raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, "Goodness, as expected of a First-Tier fighter. I don't know if he's strong or not, but I acknowledge his confidence."

Then, looking at the alloy spine on her back, an inappropriate thought suddenly popped into Han Fei's mind.

—So, once there's a sudden outbreak, not a single able-bodied person remains?

It's true that the more disabled a person is, the more mobile they become.

Those operators with healthy bodies in their backstory are actually less mobile than these assault personnel who have suffered serious injuries.

When it comes to technological advancements, the Delta region certainly has something to say about it.

The next second, the countdown reached zero, and our vision was instantly swallowed by thick darkness.

When the blinding light pierced his eyes again, Han Fei found himself inside the cabin of a high-speed aircraft, surrounded by three girls who had entered the battle with him, all carrying a hint of the bewilderment of newcomers. A biting wind howled in through the open cabin door, causing his clothes to flutter loudly.

Before them, the familiar special operations operative moved with lightning speed, kicking the coiled rappelling rope out of the cabin. The rough rope drew a plummeting arc in the air. The operative waved forcefully, urging them silently and urgently: Hurry! Get down!

Before long, the cold metal clips rubbed against the rope, making a teeth-grinding "rustling" sound. Accompanied by a strong feeling of weightlessness, Han Fei's feet landed heavily on solid ground—cold, hard ground.

He suddenly looked up and scanned his surroundings.

An indescribable desolation and deathly silence crashed over us like a tangible wave.

What he saw made Han Fei exclaim in surprise, "Where did this come from? Is this still Terra?"

As far as the eye could see, there was no sign of life.

The earth appeared sickly, parched, and grayish-black, with cracked land stretching into the endless distance, like the scarred skin of a dead beast.

Sparse, twisted grass stems, long withered and weathered for who knows how many years, stuck in the cracks in the ground like menacing bone spurs. Grayish-brown dust swirled in the listless breeze, raising low plumes of smoke, adding to the sense of desolation.

And the sky...

It wasn't a clear blue, nor the splendor of sunset, but a solidified, suffocating gray curtain.

Thick, leaden-gray clouds hung low, pressing down heavily overhead, completely blocking out all sunlight and immersing the entire world in a perpetual twilight-like darkness.

The light was dim, as if filtered through a thick layer of dirty, frosted glass, barely allowing it to penetrate, making everything appear cold, dim, and lifeless.

Texas was equally puzzled and asked softly, "Where is this?"

Unlike Han Fei and Texas, who were confused, Remy looked around and tentatively said, "Sis, I have a guess."

"Hmm, it seems you guessed right."

Remien gazed into the distance and whispered, "This place might be..."

He was interrupted halfway through his sentence by a swiftly flying arrow.

Remi'an instinctively dodged to the side, her gaze drifting to a distance where several tall figures were casting malevolent glances at Han Fei and his group.

These people were so easy to identify; their demonic horns and tails made them instantly recognizable to Han Fei.

"Sarkaz?!"

Someone sneered, "A Sarkaz dares to come to Kazdel? Isn't that just handing us Guardian Guns?"

"Prepare for battle, boss."

Texas had already drawn her twin swords. Although she was a Rupert and grew up in Colombia, she was well aware of the feud between the Sarkaz and the Sarkaz.

"This is getting a bit troublesome."

As Remian spoke, she took the AWM off her shoulder and assumed a aiming stance.

Han Fei frowned and said, "Let's fight first."

He didn't think these Sarkaz people would listen to him and immediately stop the conflict.

The reason is simple: most Sarkaz are poor, and the Sarkaz Guardian Gun can fetch a good price in the Scar Market.

"Kill them!"

It's unclear who shouted this, but the Sarkaz mercenaries, under the cover of crossbowmen, launched a charge towards Han Fei and his group.

"Hmph, you want our guardian guns? Let's see if you have the ability!"

Remule gave a soft hum, and the K416 was already in her hand. The next second, the bullets shot out at an angle, hitting the Sarkaz man's head accurately.

Without a doubt, Remy Le used white eggs.

The bullets hit the Sarkaz helmets, but visibly failed to penetrate them.

Even with Remule's accuracy, it would take several shots to take down a Sarkaz mercenary.

The good news is that Han Fei's M250 came in handy at this moment. Level 4 rounds poured out, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, accurately reaping the lives of the mercenaries.

Under the muzzle of the M250, the Sarkaz mercenaries fell like wheat, easily sliced ​​by a scythe.

The sharp-eyed Remy immediately noticed this and instinctively exclaimed, "Hey, boss, were you secretly using high-grade bullets behind my back?!"

"Nonsense, this gun doesn't use low-level bullets." Han Fei pulled the trigger and said without turning his head, "It starts with level 4 bullets."

With just two guns, Han Fei and Remule managed to suppress the Sarkaz people so much that they couldn't even lift their heads.

But soon, Han Fei realized that something was wrong.

Dude, I've almost run out of ammo with my big drum kit, how come there are still so many people? Did you raid the Sarkaz's stronghold?

Then, Han Fei realized with a start—it seems he really did provoke the Sarkaz's lair. This is Kazdel, it would be a miracle if he could kill them all!

He ducked his head, dodging a crossbow bolt, and instinctively said, "No, we should retreat. We can't fight."

Remy was startled and instinctively turned around: "Huh? We're going home already?"

boom!

With a gunshot, a Sarkaz sniper fell to the ground.

Remien reminded him expressionlessly, "Don't get distracted, Xiao Le."

"It's not about going home. We can't go home right now. We're retreating first. We're not going to waste time with these Sarkaz mercenaries."

As he spoke, Han Fei raised his hand, and three small Hive drones appeared in his hand.

"Draw the curtains!"

As he moved, the drone trailed a thick, grayish-white smoke screen, and under Han Fei's command, it drew out a long smoke screen, like a heavy curtain, which instantly separated the two sides!

"go!"

At the command, the team members did not hesitate for a moment and turned to run!

Arrows whizzed behind him, landing near Han Fei every now and then, some even hitting him.

This is actually a good thing.

As the arrow drew closer, Han Fei could clearly feel his speed increase. At this moment, the alloy spine attached to his back was activated, and a weak electric current stimulated the muscle fibers, making his pace strangely faster even as he was running at his limit!

However, after running for less than two minutes, Han Fei suddenly felt as if his lungs were on fire, and his legs felt as heavy as lead. He was panting heavily, and his speed had obviously slowed down: "Huff...huff...damn it...I...I'm out of energy!"

"what?"

Remi stopped in disbelief, turned around and looked at Han Fei, who was panting heavily, and said, "Boss?! You, you're so weak?!"

They hadn't even run for two minutes yet. This distance was a piece of cake for her and her older sister; it wasn't even a warm-up. They could easily run for another two minutes.

"Don't rush, let me rest for 24 seconds."

As Han Fei spoke, he walked forward while beginning to recover his strength.

He had no choice; the Delta Force's mechanics were what they were, his stamina bar depleted quickly but also recovered quickly.

Han Fei has enjoyed the benefits brought by the Delta mechanism, but he must also bear the drawbacks of this mechanism.

The good news is that even though he was out of energy, Han Fei wasn't so out of breath that he couldn't straighten his back. He still maintained an upright posture, but he needed to catch his breath a few times.

Moreover, his panting stopped within seconds.

"It's amazing."

Remian looked at him with a hint of curiosity and said, "I remember you weren't this weak before."

She clearly remembered that when they were ambushed by the Sarkaz, Han Fei fought for a very long time and was never this out of breath.

Back then, he was like a tireless steel chariot.

Unlike now, I'm already panting like this after only running for a short while.

Just because he went back to the Special Operations Division?

Hmm? Special Operations Department?

As this thought crossed Remy's mind, a subtle idea suddenly occurred to her, causing her to involuntarily glance at Texas.

"Look at what I'm doing."

Texas raised an eyebrow and responded to Remian's gaze with a blank expression.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing."

A blush crept onto Remi's ears. She shook her head, her long pink hair dancing with her movements, and the inappropriate images in her mind were swept away.

"Come on, I'm all better now."

As Han Fei said this, he started running again.

Seeing this, everyone immediately followed.

Remy Le followed beside Han Fei, observing his actions, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Such strange stamina."

She was panting like that not long ago, and she doesn't look like she'll recover immediately.

But how long has it been? Less than half a minute, right? How come he's all energetic again in no time?

"Hmm, it is very strange."

Remianne chimed in, saying softly, "Let's ask him later."

They ran and rested intermittently, and after a great deal of effort, the group finally shook off their pursuers and found a secluded underground cave to rest temporarily.

"Finally got rid of those guys, what a nuisance."

Han Fei sat on the ground casually, then pulled out a hormone gun and injected himself with blood.

Those Sarkaz melee units aren't much of a threat; it's the ranged units that are a bit of a problem.

Mercenaries have some experience, and Han Fei couldn't possibly keep track of everything behind him, so he naturally got hit by several arrows.

In fact, not only Han Fei, but also the other beautiful girls were affected to some extent.

However, Han Fei had a hormone gun after all, and after a few injections, there were no major problems, at most some nail damage.

Texas suddenly looked up at Han Fei and said, "Boss, this trip might not go too smoothly."

“Xiao Le and I are making too much of a splash here,” Remian said softly.