I, the warden of Delta, am a science popularizer and advocate for nuclear peace and friendliness.

"Frank, Smith, Field."

"Um?"

"what?"

"I am here."

The three of them turned to look at Dominic, and could see a hint of worry on his face.

He paused for a moment to gather his thoughts, then spoke gently.

"Houston has used up his resurrection chances. Now, the three of you will go to that branch office and check on the situation."

I'll stay here and communicate with you via wireless, while Houston will stay behind the scenes with me, understand?

The commander spoke slowly, and the three of them pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement.

After all, except for Houston, they all have two more chances to revive. The commander's combat strength is not high, so it's better for him to stay behind the scenes and do what he does best.

As for Houston... none of them asked for Houston's opinion, and judging from his mental state, he still seemed to be in shock and disbelief.

"Alright, stop standing there and let's get going."

The commander urged, glancing occasionally at Houston beside him.

Upon hearing this, Smith and his two companions immediately set off to change their equipment, as it had been a long time since the three of them had fought together.

I remember the last time was during Operation Gothic Serpent, when the four of us crossed paths. After that, we were assigned by GTI to guard various branches.

Four half-step special forces level individuals have reached this level with their physical strength alone. If we implant brain-computer interfaces in them, they could almost instantly leap into the special forces level.

But fate is fickle; the complete brain-computer interface technology is in the hands of Hafk, and they would have to pay a price to get their hands on it, with no guarantee of success.

Even if they don't know the exact details, they can still guess how many people died in Hafk's brain-computer interface experiments.

The three men stayed in Houston, quickly changed their equipment in the combat readiness room, and then immediately went to the tarmac outside.

All three men held the rank of general and were authorized to use helicopters without prior notice.

The commander stood up and slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking in the direction where Smith and the other two had left.

A helicopter slowly ascended into the sky under the setting sun, flying into the distance and gradually disappearing into the horizon.

Meanwhile, inside the GTI branch research institute

Shiyu, dressed in the Houston limited edition skin, swaggered into the research institute. The receptionist, quick to notice, stepped forward to greet him, her tone warm and sincere.

"General Houston, you've arrived!" The receptionist gave a military salute and then prepared to call out to those above.

However, Shigure reached out and interrupted her spellcasting, signaling for quiet, and then stepped upwards.

Scientific research is still progressing steadily. This place is isolated from the outside world. Apart from eating or sleeping, the rest of the staff spend almost all their time in the laboratory.

Shi Yue was currently wearing a long white research coat, carefully analyzing every detail.

Shiyu passed by and stood outside a blue and white glass partition, watching quietly.

He doesn't have much to do right now, so the killing points aren't a priority. This time period isn't like when he first arrived in the Great World.

Most players have escaped and scattered around the world; the dungeons within the regional special operations units are what players need to develop and conquer.

But Shigure has no intention of going back now; he has more important things to do.

As for kill points, let's put that aside for now. We can do it when we encounter a group of players. There's no need to go through all that trouble to run back just for a few kill points.

The main reason is that he is currently unable to return to the regional special operations unit, and some operations can only be carried out with the assistance of Song Lanfeng and others.

Thinking of this, Shi Yu suddenly realized something. He immediately turned on his watch, switched to a chat channel, and started typing.

[Li Kunjie: Use the intelligence system to check headquarters' movements regarding this branch.]

The person he was chatting with was Song Lanfeng, who was currently sparring 1v1 with an enforcement officer in the training field. Suddenly, his watch vibrated, and he was stunned for a moment. The next moment, a huge fist rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

boom!

"Ouch! Holy crap..."

Even though the law enforcement officer had held back, Song Lanfeng was still knocked back a few steps by the punch and landed hard on his backside.

Song Lanfeng stepped off the stage with a resentful look on his face. The law enforcement officer naturally knew what he was going to do, and he had also caught the sound of the watch vibrating.

[Song Lanfeng: Understood!]

After confirming the information, Song Lanfeng immediately made a judgment and ran towards the rest area next to him, taking out a 10 Haff banknote from his pocket as he ran.

Not long after, Shi Yu received a reply from Song Lanfeng.

[Song Lanfeng: It's all been investigated. They're targeting you and have sent three extremely powerful fighters. That's about it.]

The information was rather vague and lacked many details, but Shiyu had managed to get the general idea out of it.

I wonder if these three extremely strong individuals are the three of the four formidable figures in GTI from the game's storyline.

Houston has already been dealt with, so adding three more opponents of similar strength would just require a bit more effort.

"Tsk, what a waste of those level 6 rounds I prepared. I thought they'd come in handy here." Shigure shook her head and helplessly turned off her watch.

As for what Song Lanfeng said about targeting him... let them target him if they want. Unless headquarters drops a nuclear bomb on him, he can't possibly die.

After all, he is invincible.

Time passed slowly, the sun set, and dusk fell. Fireflies twinkled like stars fallen to earth, adding a touch of tranquility to the streets where pedestrian traffic had dwindled.

Shi Yu strolled slowly down the street, flanked by rows of buildings, mostly used for storing supplies or for living.

"Judging by the time, they should be here soon." Shi Yu glanced at the time on her wristwatch. It was already 8 p.m., several hours had passed, why hadn't they arrived yet?

Wasn't it said they were targeting me? I've been waiting for ages and they still haven't come to judge me?

However, just as he was thinking this, a dark gun barrel silently emerged from a crack in the wall a hundred meters away, pointing at Shigure's head...