Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

A day is neither a long nor a short time.

Zhang Zhao and the others spent almost the entire day in the warehouse, thoroughly examining all the equipment they would need for the next day.

At six o'clock in the evening, Gu appeared at the warehouse entrance.

"Come out, everyone, let's eat!"

The twelve people filed out and headed towards the cafeteria, where dinner was much more lavish than usual.

Old Wang carried a pot of braised mutton out of the kitchen and placed it on the table. It was steaming hot and smelled delicious.

Uluru's eyes lit up.

"To send you off on your journey!"

Old Wang wiped his hands and grinned.

"You're going on a mission tomorrow, so eat well and don't go on an empty stomach."

Uluru was the first to rush forward, his plate piled high with at least three pounds of mutton, followed by Red Wolf.

Zhang Zhao stood in line at the back with his tray, waiting until everyone in front of him had finished eating before stepping forward.

Old Wang glanced at him, scooped a few pieces of mutton with bones from the bottom of the basin, and put them on his plate.

"The bones taste so good when you're gnawing on them!"

Zhang Zhao paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it, you're back alive!"

Old Wang waved his hand and turned back to the kitchen.

After dinner, Zhang Zhao did not return to his dormitory.

He walked alone in the training base for a long time.

I walked from area A to area C, from area C to the accommodation area, and finally stopped on the rooftop.

It was already completely dark when Zhang Zhao leaned against the railing, looking up at the night sky.

There were no stars, and the thick clouds completely obscured the sky.

Tomorrow... will be a cloudy day.

......

at the same time,

GTI headquarters, an office.

Shen Lan sat behind his desk, with a blueprint for the Zero Dam project spread out in front of him!

Gu, Hazha, and Bee Doctor are all here!

"Tomorrow's operation will be carried out in four groups—"

Deep Blue pointed to the four entrances on the blueprint and tapped them a few times with his fingertip.

"The first group is responsible for the visitor center and substation; I'll be leading them!"

"The second group is responsible for the cement plant and riverbank area, led by Bee Doctor."

"The third group is responsible for the administration building and the main structure of the dam, led by Gu."

"Fourth group, responsible for the military camp and pipeline area, led by Hawthorn!"

He paused for a moment, then looked up at the three of them.

"Each team proceeds according to their planned route!"

"Reconnaissance timeframe—72 hours!"

"Within 72 hours, each team must ascertain the troop deployment and firepower configuration in their respective areas of responsibility and find the weakest point of entry."

"Seventy-two hours later, regardless of how far the mission has progressed, we must retreat!"

"The evacuation point is here—"

The deep blue finger tapped the southeast corner of the blueprint.

"West District highway entrance! A helicopter will be there to pick you up."

"That's all! Did you understand?"

The three nodded.

Shen Lan leaned back in his chair, placing his hands crossed on the table.

"There's one more thing—"

He paused for a moment.

"Any new information from Flint?"

The room fell silent for a moment, then Gu shook his head.

"not yet."

Deep blue brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed.

"Keep following up!"

"yes!"

......

An underground auction house in the Asara region!

The corridor was lined with tightly closed private room doors, from which whispers occasionally escaped.

A figure was hidden in the shadows at the end of the corridor.

The golden hair appeared almost dark brown in the darkness.

He was wearing a tight-fitting, high-necked combat uniform, with the collar pulled up to cover the lower half of his face, leaving only his eyes visible.

Footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Two people, one in front of the other.

The man in front of me was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a silver-white briefcase tucked under his arm.

The bodyguard following behind was burly, with his right hand always in his pocket, presumably holding something.

The nameless one didn't move!

He stood in the shadows, his breathing slowed, and his heartbeat gradually decreased.

A man in a suit walked past him, less than two meters away.

The nameless man's gaze lingered on the box for less than half a second before moving away.

Not now!

The middle-aged man and his bodyguard walked around the corner of the corridor, their footsteps gradually fading into the distance.

The nameless figure emerged from the shadows, walking at a steady pace without making a sound.

After turning the corner, there is an even narrower corridor.

There were no private rooms on either side, only two metal doors, behind which came a buzzing mechanical sound from the ventilation ducts.

The middle-aged man stood at the end of the corridor. The bodyguard said something and turned to walk in another direction.

There's only one person left!

The nameless man quickened his pace!

The middle-aged man seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head.

But the corridor was empty and dimly lit, without a single ghost in sight.

"illusion?"

He muttered something under his breath, turned around, switched the briefcase to his left hand, and reached into his suit's inner pocket with his right—

A hand reached out from behind and covered his mouth.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened instantly.

He tried to struggle, but the strength of that hand was so great that he couldn't even open his mouth.

Another hand reached out from his side, fingers spread, and an axe appeared out of thin air in that hand.

The cold glint of the axe blade was reflected in the middle-aged man's pupils.

Let's get started!

Axe falls!

The moment the head left the neck, the body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The silver-white suitcase slipped from my hand and bounced away with a "thud".

A long, cylindrical object rolled out of the box, spun twice on the marble floor, and slowly came to a stop.

Mandel bricks!

Wuming, carrying an axe, squatted down, picked up the mandel brick, and weighed it in his hand.

mission completed!

He knelt down and used the corner of the deceased's suit jacket to wipe the blood off the axe blade.

Then he stood up, slightly flipped his right hand, and the axe disappeared.

Let's create some panic!

Just as he was about to activate the silencer to evacuate, a voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Buzz! A message has come from the headquarters terminal!"

The nameless man paused for a moment, remained silent for a brief instant, and then his consciousness stirred slightly.

The next second, a voice exploded in his mind.

"NB-001, mission changed!"

"The Mandel bricks in your possession will be taken over by Grey Seven. You yourself must immediately return to the Tower of Babel for repairs!"

New mission: Arrive at Dam Zero by tomorrow morning!

Wuming frowned slightly.

Dam Zero?

The newly built water conservancy facility of the Hafk Group also serves as a military outpost, garrisoned by about a company of troops.

What does that place have to do with his mission?

The message from headquarters continues.

"Your mission is to clear out the intruders from all areas except the administration building and the main dam area!"

"As for the intruders inside the administration building and the main dam structure—"

The voice paused for a moment.

"Don't move! Help them if necessary!"

The ring finger tightened slightly.

Help them?

He had lost count of how many missions he had carried out.

Assassination, theft, sabotage—he did any dirty or strenuous job that Hafk ordered him to do!

But would it help the intruders?

This is the first time something like this has ever happened!

Is he supposed to become an actor?

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