Delta: Mandel Bricks drop right at the start!

Eight boxes.

Lin Rui started searching through the boxes from the other end of the passage, spending ten to fifteen seconds on each one, taking only ammunition, medicine, and high-value accessories, and skipping everything else.

The first box contained: Level 4 armor fragments, 120 rounds of 5.56 ammo, and two smoke grenades. I took the ammo and the smoke grenades, but not the armor fragments.

The second box contained: a spare drum magazine for an RPK, a red dot sight, and a dagger. He didn't want the drum magazine, and after checking the red dot sight's stats—blue quality, common—he skipped it.

The third box yielded something good: a purple-quality tactical vest with an extra magazine slot that increases reload speed by 15%. This vest is estimated to be worth around 400,000 HAF coins on the market.

He changed out of his blue vest and put on this purple one.

The fourth and fifth boxes contained standard supplies and were not worth mentioning.

The sixth box belonged to the man in the hall whom he eventually killed through the pipe.

This person had an unexpected find in their box: a purple-quality modification accessory called "Precision Barrel," compatible with the M4A1 series rifles, which significantly improves range and ballistic stability.

The estimated value is 600,000.

"Not bad." He put the precision gun barrel into his backpack.

The seventh box belongs to the shotgunner; besides the shotgun itself, there's nothing valuable inside. The shotgun is blue quality, nothing rare.

The eighth box contains the sniper who was killed at the entrance of the passage.

When he opened the box, his hand paused for a moment.

It was an SVD sniper rifle, of the green quality, as ordinary as it could be. But what was under the rifle made him look at it for a couple of seconds longer.

A mission supply: Security log for Transfer Station B.

This is a mission item that can be directly given to the terminal character in exchange for a fixed reward; it usually appears in special supply lockers inside transit stations. It seems this sniper has already found this supply, but hasn't had time to evacuate yet.

The fixed reward for the Security Log is 300,000 Haff coins plus a random purple or higher reward box.

He put away the security log.

After searching all eight boxes, the total loot included: a purple tactical vest, a precision gun barrel accessory, a security logbook of mission supplies, and a quantity of ammunition and medical supplies.

This single round of looting yielded supplies worth over 1.5 million Haff coins.

This doesn't even include the boxes that the Black Scorpion Guild had opened for him inside the transit station.

He walked into the looting area of ​​the transfer station and scanned the route taken by the two Black Scorpion members who were in charge of opening the boxes.

Most of the boxes had been opened and the good stuff inside had been taken, but two hidden boxes were located outside their route.

The markings were created using a fluoroscopic scan.

The first hidden box is in the top mezzanine of the second-level shelf, which can only be reached by climbing up the shelf.

What came out was a blue-quality silencer and 300 rounds of 9mm pistol ammunition.

It's not very valuable, but a muffler can fetch tens of thousands of yuan at an auction.

The second hidden box is located under the manhole cover beneath the floor of the lobby on the first floor.

Normal people would never check this spot. Who would lift the manhole cover off the floor for no reason?

He crouched down and lifted the manhole cover. The dark box was embedded in the cement base at the intersection of the pipes, and a faint blue light flickered in the dim pipes.

B-level decoder insertion.

The progress bar completes, and the lid pops open.

Purple light. Not red, but purple is considered above average luck at Dam Zero.

【紫色品质：战术护目镜「鹰眼型」×1。效果：夜间及低光照环境下的视野範围提升30%，辅助标记200米内被击中过的敌方单位。估价：850，000哈夫币。】

Eagle-eye goggles are a rare find at auctions, as they are essential equipment for nighttime operations.

He hung his goggles on his helmet and closed the darkroom.

It's time to go.

Having lingered at the transit point for too long, the gunfire had already attracted nearby players.

The X-ray scan showed three people approaching from 150 meters to the west, and judging from their speed, they were running.

He left from the north exit of the transit station and moved eastward along the outer container area, making a large detour to avoid the three players who were coming.

After walking more than 200 meters, he stopped under a pier of an overpass. It was a safe zone; no one was within 80 meters.

He opened the system panel and checked the complete data of the battle just now.

Eight people, from the first shot to the last shot, took a total of three minutes and twelve seconds.

Ammunition consumption: A total of 27 rounds of 7.62 ammunition were fired in the SCAR-H, with 21 hits, resulting in a hit rate of 77.8%.

Among them, three shots hit the weak points of the armor. Eleven shots hit the frontal armor. Four shots hit the helmet. Three shots hit the limbs.

A hit rate of 14% on weak points is a safe number.

For a top-tier player with quick reflexes and excellent marksmanship, maintaining a weak point hit rate between 10% and 20% is perfectly reasonable.

Only when the percentage exceeds 30% will it enter the anomaly detection range of the anti-cheating system.

He intentionally controlled the percentage of weak point hits. Two of the weak point hits were intentional, and the third was the shot at the belt buckle, which was in a blurry area between the weak point and the frontal armor.

His data manipulation was perfectly executed.

He continued moving eastward, heading towards the evacuation point.

He didn't encounter any more battles along the way, but the X-ray scan marked two hidden supply points in the area he passed through.

One is under an abandoned guard post near the roadside, and the other is in an equipment compartment above an overpass.

He opened them all; they were all regular blue-quality supplies, not very valuable but reliable.

When we got near the evacuation point, I used X-ray vision to scan the area, but there was no one there.

The helicopter landed, and he jumped on.

"Escape successful. Total loot value for this round: 6,800,000 HAF Coins. Kills: 8."

Four million two hundred thousand, the income from one game is equivalent to the entire Black Scorpion Guild's monthly income from manual labor.

He retreated to the safe zone warehouse and casually browsed the forum while organizing supplies.

Just as he thought.

A post has already climbed to the second page of the Zero Dam section: "[Live Report] The Black Scorpion Guild, which had booked the entire B-zone transfer station, was wiped out?? All eight of them died inside??"

The poster's ID is "White Melon Peel Who Passed By".

"I just got matched with someone and went to the B area transfer station to try and loot a couple of boxes, but... as soon as I entered the south entrance, there were boxes everywhere. I counted, eight of them. All of them had the Black Scorpion Guild label."

"The key point is that these boxes don't show signs of being surrounded by several teams. The bullet holes in the passage are too concentrated, indicating that they came from only one direction. Can you believe it? One person, in a three-meter-wide passage, took down all eight guild members who had booked the entire area."

The comment section below the post has become quite lively.

"Alone? Are you sure?"

"I was in that game too. The battle was already over when I went from the north. I watched the death replay twice, and it really was the same ID. I don't remember the name, but I took a screenshot."

The screenshot is posted. The top left corner of the kill replay shows the killer's ID: Lin Rui.

"Wait, Lin Rui??? The Lin Rui who killed the Black Gold Lord with a single shot a few days ago???"

"Is that the one that was analyzed frame-by-frame by Old Dog in the Valley last time?"

"My God, it's him again?"

"An eight-person private game was broken up by one person... Is there any justice in this game?"

In just ten minutes, the post had over seventy replies.

Lin Rui left the forum, listed the unused items on the auction house, and closed the game.

A message from Awei popped up on my phone.

"Brother Rui! The forum's exploded again! People from the Black Scorpion guild are posting and cursing! They said they got wiped out by cheaters and are demanding the officials investigate their accounts! And then a bunch of people are laughing at them! Did you see that?"

"I didn't see it."

"They said you used... no, they said you used an aimbot. Their evidence is that your hit rate is too high. I refuted that for you in the comments section. I posted your detailed stats for this game. Your weak point hit rate was only 14%, which is completely within the normal range. Those who called it a cheat have been proven wrong by the data."

Lin Rui scrolled through the message. Awei's initiative to defend his data was far more valuable than he had imagined.

"well done."

"Hehe! It's my honor to serve Brother Rui! By the way, are we playing again tomorrow?"

"I'm solo queuing tomorrow. Finish the report for the Elite Challenge and add the remaining eighteen players."

"Eighteen? The registration list has been updated?"

"Four more people signed up half an hour ago. Don't go to bed too early."

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

"Received, will finish it overnight."