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

Why not stay on the roof?

Even without a shield, Han Fei can still operate normally on the rooftop.

Down below, they lose the initiative. If the other side wants to peek out and fight, they can; if they don't want to fight, they can retreat. Han Fei has no way to deal with that.

So Han Fei lowered his shield and said, "Then, I'm going to speed up. Can you keep up?"

“Go ahead, I’ll be right behind you,” Theresa said softly.

Although her voice was gentle, the confidence in her words was undeniable.

After all, he's the Demon King, and also a Terra Superman.

"Then, flowers."

Han Fei squeezed the small flower, and the powered exoskeleton was activated.

In an instant, the creaking sound of the exoskeleton echoed across the rooftops of these low-rise residential buildings.

To be honest, while leaping and traversing the rooftops, Han Fei was reminded of a parkour-zombie game he used to play.

That game was quite fun, especially the part in the first game where you escape back to the safe zone from the Night Demon's pursuit at night – it was really tense and exciting.

The second generation was completely ruined; the female gorilla protagonist was completely unplayable.

More terrifying than the Night Demon!

At this moment, there were no Night Demons chasing Han Fei; only Han Fei and Theresa were running towards Texas.

Theresa was indeed very steady, just as she said, following Han Fei closely without falling behind.

Before long, the sounds of swords slicing through the air and screams of limbs breaking suddenly rang out.

On the rooftop of a four-story building, Texas held a wolf-headed longsword with its tip pointing straight to the ground. Blood flowed from the blade towards the tip, condensing into droplets that fell to the ground.

Several corpses lay scattered all around, none of them intact. Blood splattered across the rooftop, and a faint stench of blood filled the air, a smell that even the gentle night breeze couldn't dispel.

Before Texas stood five assassins in identical uniforms, bows drawn and arrows at her, watching her warily.

“You are not a Qasimirian.”

One of them said, "Why get involved in this mess? Offending the Wuzha Alliance won't do you any good."

"I do not mind."

Texas remained unfazed, her voice as cold as the wind on a frozen tundra.

Next, she flipped her longsword, ready to unleash her usual technique.

But then, something unexpected happened!

A dark shadow plummeted from the higher night sky like a meteorite, accompanied by a mocking shout that clashed with the somber atmosphere:

"Flying—Sky—Big—Grass—!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The rapid and violent gunfire shattered the silence of the rooftop almost simultaneously! The unique, muffled roar of the M250 exploded one after another, and the hot shell casings fell merrily from the air, clattering and clanging as they hit the cold concrete ground.

That wasn't precise pinpoint fire, but rather a near-frenzied sweep!

Bullets rained down from above like scorching steel, precisely targeting the five Unarmored Alliance assassins who were poised to fire.

In an instant, blood splattered on their arms, shoulders, and thighs where they held the bows!

The immense impact caused them to tremble violently, as if they had been struck by an invisible giant fist. They screamed and staggered backward, their bows and crossbows falling from their hands.

One man tried to bend down to pick up his bow despite the excruciating pain, but another bullet whistled through the air, shattering the composite bow in his hand into pieces!

Han Fei landed heavily, his knees slightly bent to cushion the fall, and wisps of smoke still curled from the muzzle of the imposing M250 gun in his hand.

He stood in front of Texas, straightened up, casually flicked a non-existent fringe, and grinned:

"Hey guys, having a lively chat, wanna join in?"

The night wind blew, ruffling the hair on his forehead, but it couldn't dispel the thick, lingering smell of blood, nor the intense presence he exuded, a mixture of gunpowder and cynicism.

At that time, the only living person on the field was the one who had spoken to Texas at the beginning.

He lay on the ground, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.

"Hey, you're still alive."

Han Fei raised his hand, aimed at the assassin's head, and lightly pressed the trigger.

Bang!

A 6.8 FMJ bullet precisely pierced his skull, and the last survivor was dead.

"So light and loose."

Han Fei tossed a coin with his left hand, then caught it in mid-air and turned to Texas, asking, "Are you alright? How's your energy level?"

“Not very ideal.”

Texas's delicate face remained expressionless. "We've used up a lot of consumables. We've used three surgical kits, and we still have 210 of the 350 blood packs left. One of the treatment syringes is completely used up."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold arrow flew over and struck Han Fei's arm precisely.

"Damn, this even broke my bone."

Han Fei quickly pulled out his steroid gun, shot himself, and turned to look behind him, but in this pitch-black environment, how could he find anyone? He couldn't see anything at all!

At that moment, Theresa landed as well and whispered, "Are you alright?"

While wrapping his surgical kit, Han Fei said, "It's alright, no major problems."

In fact, he not only had a broken arm, but also a broken leg.

Flying through the grass is exhilarating, but you're bound to get broken bones in your legs.

That's how we GTI Superman are; we're always wavering between Superman and Five.

The second quadrant, God and Ghost, belongs to the category of "Gods and Ghosts".

"do not move."

Texas reached out, grasped the arrow, and pulled hard, pulling it out directly.

But Han Fei wasn't in much pain; he had taken painkillers!

He gave himself another injection and then asked, "Just how many Unarmored Alliance members are still here?"

"I do not know."

Texas concluded, "I killed about 20 assassins on my way here. Their loot was a composite bow, but it wasn't very valuable. I only picked up one, and the rest of the valuables are in my backpack."

"Remember looting the bag? You were so meticulous," Han Fei said in surprise.

"These are spoils of war, why not take them?" Texas said expressionlessly.

"Too."

Han Fei spent a long time rolling up the surgical kit, and finally finished rolling it up for himself.

While he was packing up his surgical bag, Theresa and Texas searched the rest of the bag.

By the time he finished the surgery, there wasn't much left on the ground.

Considering that Theresa is still a cute newbie, she needs this kind of looting experience.

Therefore, Han Fei decided not to interfere or participate for the time being, and let Theresa search the remaining bags.

A short while later, Theresa came over with a compound bow and handed it to Han Fei, saying, "This is the second most valuable bow inside. You can take it with you."

"Row."

Han Fei casually pocketed it.

Compound bows are actually quite interesting.

However, now was not the time for research. Han Fei simply slung it on his back and said, "Let's go check on Justina and the others."

"Let's go to the rooftop; it's too dangerous to go down there."

The downside of going to the rooftop is that it's somewhat conspicuous, but the advantage is obvious—even if you're discovered, you have more options.

“Indeed, I can spot enemies ahead of time on the rooftop, but not down below,” Texas said seriously.

"So, let's set off now."

Han Fei's exoskeleton wasn't fully healed yet, so he could only run normally. However, he hadn't put on any weight, so it wasn't a big problem.

“Wait a minute, I have a question,” Theresa suddenly said.

Theresa blinked, looking at Han Fei with some curiosity: "I know we're going to find Little Justina, but boss, do you know where they are?"

"hiss."

Han Fei suddenly gasped; he seemed genuinely unaware of this.

If it's a teammate, it will be marked on the map.

Although Justina had spent a few days with them in Kazimierz, the map didn't recognize it.

Just like if you adopt a mouse in a state, the map won't mark the mouse!

"I'll go first."

At this moment, Texas spoke up: "Kill them while searching."

Volume 1: Chapter 206 The Plan

"Holy crap, it's terrifyingly murderous."

Han Fei looked at Texas with some surprise.

The latter remained calm and said without changing his expression, "What else?"

That makes sense, but it's still quite surprising to hear Texas say something like "killing as you go."

The European and American style of play is...

"Alright, enough with the nonsense, let's get started."

Without saying a word, Han Fei took a step forward, accelerated, and leaped onto the roof of the building next door.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, Han Fei landed smoothly.

In contrast, Texas and Theresa were much more graceful, and their landings were not as loud as Han Fei's.

Although he wasn't entirely sure of the exact locations of Flame Tail and Far Fang at that time, Han Fei had a general idea of ​​how to find them.

After all, he wasn't completely directionally challenged; he knew which way he came from.

Don't worry about the direction you came from; just move towards the other side.

If we continue in this manner, we will eventually find the Far Fang and the Flame Tail.

With this in mind, Han Fei pushed forward, traversing the rooftops with his teammates.

It has to be said that this place is indeed quite dilapidated, even worse than the urban villages that Han Fei had previously remembered, which is why it has become a gathering place for infected people.

About two or three minutes later, the sound of fighting suddenly reached Han Fei's ears.

He glanced to the side and saw sounds of fighting coming from a small building to his side.

"Go over and have a look."

Han Fei immediately changed direction and landed steadily on the rooftop.

The door leading from the rooftop to the interior was forcibly broken open. Although it was unknown who did it, it saved Han Fei some trouble.

So he immediately activated his shield dog ultimate skill, raised the riot shield, and said, "Stand behind me."

Neither Theresa nor Texas spoke, but silently placed their hands on Han Fei's shoulders.

Han Fei, holding his shield, advanced little by little.

As soon as they reached the bottom of the stairs, they heard screams coming from downstairs, followed by a man's mournful cry: "No, damn it, you lackeys, one day you will pay the price!"

Han Fei wasn't quite sure what was going on, but it was clear that if things dragged on any longer, things might not turn out well.

So he said, "Looks like we need to speed things up. Let's go down and take a look."

With that, Han Fei stopped his slow advance and strode down the slope.