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

Han Fei waved his hand and immediately decided, "Since we're already here, and it's so close, let's see what's going on."

At Han Fei's command, the squad immediately sprang into action, sprinting down the corridor toward the source of the gunfire.

Han Fei hadn't gone far when his gaze was drawn to the back of a figure in a black tactical uniform. The style of the uniform looked familiar; it was the classic standard combat uniform from Babel.

But what truly catches the eye is not the uniform—

Behind that figure, several soft yet powerful wings of light unfurled slightly, and above its head, a halo symbolizing the Sarkaz race radiated a tranquil and sacred glow.

"Huh?! A Sarkaz?!" Remule exclaimed in surprise. Although she had a vague premonition of seeing a fellow Sarkaz when she heard the gunshots earlier, the shock of witnessing a Sarkaz appear in the heart of Kazdel and engage in fierce fighting with the Sarkaz was still vivid.

The figure didn't turn around. She steadily raised the short pistol in her hand and fired—

boom!

Accompanied by a roar far more deafening than that of ordinary firearms, what spewed from the muzzle was not a small spark, but a dazzling, solid energy beam!

A blazing stream of light tore through the air, striking the Sarkaz formation opposite them with pinpoint accuracy. Flames exploded, and three Sarkaz warriors, clad in striking white robes and wielding fine weapons, fell to the ground, not even having time to scream.

Only then did the aged voice, still tinged with barely concealed surprise, rang out, accompanied by the slight mechanical click of the pistol being cocked again:

"Hmm... to actually meet someone of our kind here? Little girl, since you're here, how about lending a hand?"

"No problem! Keep it on me!"

Remule did not hesitate to lend a helping hand to her fellow tribesmen, which was perfectly reasonable, especially since the opponent was the Sarkaz.

With a sharp cry, she instantly drew her Vector submachine gun and K416 assault rifle:

"God willing--!!!"

With her impassioned shout, the halo above her head suddenly burst into an even brighter light, and the two guns, known for their high rate of fire, seemed to be injected with boundless vitality, their muzzles instantly spitting out blazing tongues of fire!

The dense barrage of bullets, like a violent metal storm, shrieked as if tearing fabric, pouring towards the white-robed Sarkaz!

The ferocious firepower made the old lady, who had her back to Remuel, freeze involuntarily!

She subconsciously and very obviously shrank her shoulders, almost trying to turn to avoid the barrage of bullets behind her—not because she was afraid of being hit by stray bullets, but purely because she was worried that if she wasn't careful, the bullets raining down on this hot-blooded young man behind her might accidentally hit him, leading to that terrible outcome.

But soon, the old lady realized she was overthinking things.

This young girl's firing rate is unusually fast for a Sakorta, but her accuracy is comparable to that of the most elite Sakorta shooters.

Every single bullet hit the Sarkaz royal army with pinpoint accuracy; not a single one struck her, let alone landed on her. There wasn't even the slightest danger of them brushing past her.

At the same time, Remy also moved in response, raising the AWM and bringing her pretty face close to the sniper scope.

Aim and shoot, all in one go.

With each gunshot, a soldier of the royal court fell.

"It seems that in the years since I left, Laterano has produced quite a few talented successors."

The old lady muttered something to herself, then raised her hand and fired the short gun, which resembled a revolver, once again.

Bang-!

With a loud bang, the last few royal army soldiers fell to the ground.

The old lady then turned around and looked at everyone.

It was because of this opportunity that Han Fei and his team members were able to see the old woman's true face.

The old lady still looked quite dashing, with a black cowboy hat on her head and her long, gray hair tied into a stylish high ponytail that fell down her back.

With a mixture of scrutiny and curiosity in her eyes, she first looked at the two Sarkaz girls, and then at Han Fei and Texas.

Such a combination is undoubtedly a bit strange, especially since the Tower of Babel was in turmoil at the time.

For other races, it would probably take a long time to explain clearly.

But Sakota doesn't need that.

The empathy granted by the law connects every Sakota who has not fallen from heaven. The old woman, naturally, has not fallen from heaven, and her halo is shining brightly. Therefore, through empathy, she perceives the emotions of the two Sakota girls.

Curiosity, doubt, excitement, but no hostility.

So, when the old lady spoke, her tone softened a bit: "I never expected to see my fellow clansmen here. Young people, tell me why you've come."

When dealing with Sakorta, Sakorta is naturally the better choice.

So Han Fei gave Remy An a look, signaling her to go and negotiate with the old lady.

Remianne stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello, madam, I am Remianne, this is my sister Remianne, this is my boss Han Fei, and this is my companion and comrade-in-arms, Texas."

"We have been entrusted by Ms. Ramalyn to deliver two letters to Theresa and her children."

At this point, Remy paused, then asked with some curiosity, "Madam, you look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

I've never seen you before.

The old lady was quite straightforward: "I left Laterano a long time ago, so don't call me 'Madam' anymore, just call me Outcast."

"Outcast?"

Remianne's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She was quite certain that she recognized the woman in front of her, but she didn't know where she had met her before.

Seeing this, Outcast hesitated for a moment before speaking: "If you have seen me before, it may be in some documents. I used to be the Cardinal of Lateran."

"However, that's all in the past. Now, there's only Outcast."

Volume 1: Chapter 154 Blue

Han Fei, who had been mostly silent, suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Rhodes Island has always had a large workforce, including newcomers and veterans who have been there since the Tower of Babel era.

From a game perspective, it's actually quite easy to distinguish them.

Those with codenames like ACE and Scout can all be considered veteran elite operators.

And this Outcast is clearly of this type.

However, Han Fei really didn't remember her.

Even though porridge has been around for so many years, some of the stories are bound to be forgotten.

"A cardinal?!"

Remule's eyes widened. There were only seven cardinals in the entire Lateran, which showed how difficult it was to become one.

To find a former cardinal in the heart of the Sarkaz was a surprise to Remule.

"That's all in the past."

Outcast seemed unconcerned, as if she truly didn't consider it an honor, maintaining a nonchalant demeanor. "However, I am somewhat curious, you are so young, and you don't appear to be fallen gods, so why did you leave Laterano and go to Kazdel to serve as messengers for the Banshee's Court?"

"It's a long story, ma'am," Remianne said softly.

Outcast glanced at Remian, knowing she didn't want to elaborate, so he didn't press the matter, and added, "It's a pity you came at the wrong time; this place is in chaos right now."

Remule gave a thumbs up and smiled brightly: "My sister and I aren't afraid of those Sarkaz."

"Being careless is never a good thing."

Outcast's expression turned serious as he reminded them, "See those Sarkaz? Those aren't ordinary mercenaries; they're the royal army sent by Theresis."

“These are all Kazdel’s regular troops, much stronger than ordinary Sarkaz mercenaries.”

"It's okay. Even if my sister and I can't handle it, we still have our boss."

After saying that, Remy turned to look at Han Fei and smiled brightly, "Right, boss?"

Outcast clearly captured the trust in Remuel's words; it wasn't just a subordinate's flattery of their boss, but rather a heartfelt, unconditional trust.

This made Outcast take another look at Han Fei.

—Well-equipped, handsome, and not the kind of guy who's content with his lot.

This was Han Fei's first impression of Outcast.

"You really think highly of me."

Han Fei smiled and strode forward, standing between the sisters. He extended his hand and said, "Hello, Ms. Outcast, I am Han Fei, their boss."

"Hello."

Outcast lightly shook hands with Han Fei, the touch lasting only briefly. "So, you're going to find Princess Theresa now, is that right?"

"That's it."

Han Fei nodded slightly. He would definitely go see Theresa, but before that, he could also do some research on the Tower of Babel.

"That's right?"

Outcast raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "If it's true, it's true; if it's not, it's not. What do you mean by 'it's true'?"

Before Han Fei could explain, Remule raised her hand like a schoolchild, "Boss, and Ms. Outcast, can I go search for the loot?"

Outcast glanced at Remuel, and her empathy made her realize that Remuel was somewhat excited at that moment.

This puzzled Outcast even more; what was so exciting about collecting loot?

not understand.

Outcast didn't mind; she wasn't planning on collecting loot for the time being, so she nodded and said, "Go ahead."

"yeah!"

Remy immediately ran over happily and squatted down next to the corpses.

Outcast's gaze followed Remy's, and he said, "What a lively little girl."

"She's always been very energetic," Han Fei agreed.

Outcast withdrew his gaze and focused it back on Han Fei's face, saying, "They left Laterano because of you, right?"

"Ah, so be it."

Han Fei nodded. "It's because of some other things."

Outcast smiled but didn't say anything.

She was quite old. Although she was not dizzy and could still hold a gun, the years had turned her hair white and added many wrinkles to her face.

But the years bring not only physical aging, but also richer experiences.

She immediately noticed that the pink-haired girl and the Lupo girl's gazes towards him weren't entirely innocent.

It's not just a subordinate's perspective on their boss; there's something else involved.

But this has nothing to do with her, and she has no intention of interfering in the private lives of young people.

Suddenly, Remule exclaimed, "Wow, the Sarkaz are so rich!"

"what's wrong?"

Han Fei looked in the direction of the sound and wondered what kind of treasure it was.

"Blue bullets!"

Without looking up, Remuel said, "Those Sarkaz mercenaries before were all green."

Han Fei then understood and said, "After all, it's the Royal Court Army."

It's not difficult to get some blue bullets back from the top-secret Baksh; there are quite a few AIs in the tower that carry blue bullets.

However, if we really have to say, it has to be Reese.

The leader's guard is really rich; everyone has level 4 ammo, and they can enjoy collecting bullets like crazy.

Even without cards or big red coins, you can still earn some mille coins just by using these bullets.

Outcast was somewhat surprised; she recognized all the words, but when put together they looked unfamiliar.

Wang Tingjun doesn't use guns, so where did he get the bullets?!

But seeing that Han Fei and the others looked calm, Outcast didn't ask any questions.

— Obviously, asking won't get you an answer.

Not long after, Remule returned and said, "There wasn't much treasure, just some bullets. But it's surprising that we were able to replenish blue bullets. I thought we had to buy them ourselves."

"That's normal, you just haven't been hitting it enough."

Han Fei ruffled Remy's hair. "The more you shoot, the more you'll find that blue bullets aren't hard to find."

As he spoke, Han Fei's mood was somewhat complicated.