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

Haizhao stood still, watching Zhang Zhao take two steps back and forth, covering five or six meters.

Without warning, without a sound, not even a ripple in the air.

She has seen too many masters.

Deep Blue charged forward using the momentum of his shield, while Flint moved at breakneck speed, almost like teleporting.

Almost everyone has their own killer move!

Even if Weilong and Red Wolf can successfully adapt to that special equipment, they will definitely be able to achieve high-speed movement in the future!

But those are just displacements—there are traces to follow and trends to rely on!

Zhang Zhao's move just now was clearly a short-distance teleportation!

Vanished into thin air, reappeared out of thin air, without the slightest warning!

But that's not all!

Zhang Zhao stood a few meters away, his expression unchanged, casually wiggling his wrist.

"There's one last one!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shrunk, his body collapsing into a dark shadow.

The dark shadow stretched rapidly in the air, silently sweeping across the warehouse floor, and finally reformed into a human shape at the doorway.

The distance from the metal shelves to the warehouse entrance is at least sixty or seventy meters, but it can be crossed in the blink of an eye.

The Claw was completely dumbfounded.

In that instant, Zhang Zhao seemed to be forcibly ripped from his spot by some force and dissolved into the air.

In the blink of an eye, it traversed the entire warehouse and appeared at the doorway sixty meters away.

Silent and unseen!

This was the most outrageous tactic she had ever seen!

It's even more terrifying than the equipment that Nameless uses to conceal his own aura.

"No..." Horrible Claw snapped back to reality. "What was that just now?"

Zhang Zhao walked back from the warehouse entrance, speaking casually.

"Soul Separation! It can teleport me to any place I've ever been, regardless of distance or obstacles."

Haizhua glanced down at the game console in his hand, then looked up at Zhang Zhao.

"...Anywhere?"

"Anywhere!"

"So, can you teleport back to the GTI training base now?"

"able!"

The Claw remained silent for two seconds.

Both are family heirlooms, so why is hers so much worse?

"......abnormal."

Zhang Zhao smiled and did not refute.

He raised his right hand and glanced at his palm, where the black mist was still faintly visible between his fingers.

"These abilities all have cooldown periods, so they can't be used at any time, and they consume a lot of resources."

Hareclaw stared at him for a while, then nodded.

"This... is indeed no worse than any of the items in the warehouse."

She turned around and walked towards the warehouse door.

"If you don't want to choose, just use your own."

Zhang Zhao followed behind her, and just as they stepped out of the warehouse, Hazhua's phone rang.

She paused, took her phone out of her pocket, glanced at the screen, swiped to answer, and held it to her ear.

"Haunted Claw, urgent mission!" It was Gu's voice.

"Hamke's army has gone mad for some reason and is looting the towns around Longbow Valley."

"There aren't many of us who can move around right now—you, me, Luna, and... Zhang Zhao is back?"

Haizhao turned his head and glanced at Zhang Zhao.

"He's back, right here."

"Then it's him, count the four of them." Gu didn't ask any further questions.

"Uluru and Bit are both injured and unable to participate in the battle."

"Fortunately, there are other medical personnel at the base, so we don't need to leave anyone behind to take care of them! Four people, meet at the warehouse."

"Zhang Zhao and I are right here at the warehouse, why don't you come over?"

Hazha hung up the phone and turned to Zhang Zhao.

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard you." Zhang Zhao cracked his knuckles. "Shall we get the equipment first?"

Hawthorn glanced at him, then turned and walked into the warehouse.

"Walk."

Zhang Zhao stood at the warehouse entrance, watching the figure of the monstrous claw disappear into the shadows between the metal shelves.

He didn't rush in, but instead looked down at the Shadow Set he was wearing.

The tactical uniform fits the body perfectly, with a cape hanging down behind the shoulders; it's so light it's almost weightless.

Hazha is right, this set of equipment is indeed no worse than any of the items in the warehouse.

But his bulletproof performance... he hasn't actually verified it yet.

He raised his right hand and pressed his fingertips against the cuff of his sleeve; the touch was soft.

Relink brain-computer interface silently started up, scanned that area, and the analysis results flashed through my mind.

The multi-layered composite fiber, with some unknown medium sandwiched in between, is theoretically no less effective than a Level 6 bulletproof insert.

Zhang Zhao lowered his hand, feeling reassured.

"Why are you still standing there? Aren't you wearing a bulletproof vest?"

The sound of a monstrous claw came from inside the warehouse, followed by approaching footsteps.

She emerged from behind the shelves, having changed into a dark gray tactical uniform.

Several data throwing knives were slung to the outside of his left leg, a signal decryptor was clipped to his waist, and spare magazines were inserted into the outside of his vest.

Zhang Zhao patted his chest, the fabric clinging to his muscle lines.

"This suit of mine also has bulletproof properties."

The monstrous claw paused for a moment.

"...Why do you carry all sorts of family heirlooms with you?"

There was a hint of envy in her voice.

Just as Zhang Zhao was about to speak, footsteps came from outside the warehouse.

Two figures emerged from the corner of the corridor, one after the other, their steps neither fast, but their rhythm steady.

The Gu was in front of him; he had already put on his tactical vest, the Firefly Cluster waist pack was fastened to his left hip, and his right hand was tucking the communication headset into his ear.

She strode into the warehouse, her gaze first sweeping over the terrifying claw, then landing on Zhang Zhao, pausing for a moment—what is this thing?

But she didn't rush to ask.

The figure behind him also stepped into the warehouse.

Luna was wearing a dark green vest, with a blue composite bow slung across her back and a quiver hanging on her right thigh.

Her gaze fell on Zhang Zhao, and she paused.

"...Zhang Zhao?"

Her tone was slightly hesitant.

It's no wonder she reacted that way.

Zhang Zhao, who was standing in front of me, was wrapped up tightly and looked completely different from when we parted a few days ago.

"It's me," Zhang Zhao said, his tone casual.

Luna looked him up and down, her gaze finally settling on his left arm.

The only thing she recognized was the armband; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to identify it at all.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

Zhang Zhao thought for a moment, "It's a long story..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu's voice interrupted.

"We'll talk about it later."

"Hamke has gone mad for some reason; towns around Longbow Valley are sending us requests for help."

"This is an emergency operation, codenamed... Desert Spring."

Her gaze swept over the three of them, her tone crisp and decisive.

"Bring enough ammunition to protect as many Asara civilians as possible! Of course... personal safety comes first!"

Zhang Zhao and the other two exchanged glances and nodded.

The group walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the warehouse and began to prepare their weapons.

Zhang Zhao picked up an M7 combat rifle, grabbed seven or eight fully loaded magazines from the ammunition box, and stuffed them one by one into his tactical chest rig.

Luna was already standing by the door, her right hand resting on the bow arm of the composite bow, her fingertips slowly gliding along the curve of the bowstring.

She glanced at Zhang Zhao but didn't urge him on.

Gu was the last to emerge from the depths of the warehouse, carrying a backpack on his shoulder.

"The communication frequency has been set; only the four of us can be heard on the public channel."

As they were talking, Gu had already walked to the door, raised his hand and pressed on the metal panel on the side of the door, and the warehouse lights went out one by one.

"Let's go! We'll talk about the rest on the way!"