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

Her silhouette undulated in the dust and smoke, her full bust supporting her sleek black combat attire, yet devoid of any allure, exuding only an almost dangerous sense of oppression, like a lurking beast ready to tear apart the tranquility before her at any moment.

—Ines

Without a word, the Sarkaz mercenary silently slid a dagger gleaming with a cold light into his hand, holding it horizontally in front of him like a taut bowstring.

Ines's voice wasn't loud, but it pierced through the noise like an icicle, clearly penetrating the air: "Who are you people?"

Han Fei raised his voice slightly and replied, "Mercenary, scavenger, special operations agent, Han Fei... use whichever title you think is more appropriate."

Before he could finish speaking, Texas's cool whisper rang in Han Fei's ear: "An acquaintance?"

She caught the fleeting look of surprise in Han Fei's eyes, followed by a complex and clear understanding.

This is definitely not how you would react to a stranger.

However, the woman's posture clearly revealed a sense of detachment and wariness as she scrutinized her prey.

“I know her, but she doesn’t know me,” Han Fei said softly.

Texas suddenly realized and said softly, "No wonder."

Han Fei's casual self-introduction caused Ines's long eyebrows to twitch almost imperceptibly. His tone carried a familiar air of shadow and bloodshed.

No, more accurately, like a blurry mirror, reflecting her own habitual posture.

But this was not enough to dissuade Ines, who shouted, "State your purpose!"

Han Fei shrugged and said truthfully, "A client asked me to come and retrieve a box, and that box is in there."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ruins behind Ines.

Ines didn't turn around and said, "Those are our spoils of war. It's a pity you're too late."

"Is there no room for negotiation?" Han Fei frowned.

The reward for this mission isn't particularly generous, really; it's just 30 Haff coins.

But for Han Fei now, 30 is still a lot of money!

With his current four-figure HAF coin balance, he has no right to complain that 4 HAF coin is too little.

What's more, this money doesn't take up any backpack space.

If you have high-quality blue and purple items, it's fine, but if you have low-quality blue and purple items, you might not be able to collect 300,000 Haff coins even with 30 slots!

“That’s the rule in our line of work. Whoever gets it, keeps it. We came here and fought with them to get this batch of spoils. Even if you need it, I can’t just give it to you easily,” Ines said seriously. “Since you call yourself a mercenary, you should understand this principle.”

"Tsk, I get it."

Han Fei clicked his tongue, but didn't find it particularly strange.

In the state, even teammates in casual volleyball might not be willing to share the spoils with each other, let alone him and Ines, who weren't even considered casual volleyball teammates.

But Han Fei was also upset that he couldn't get it, since the mission was worth at least 300,000 Haff coins!

"You really want that thing?"

Ines noticed Han Fei's hesitation and said, "I don't know which box you want. I can take you to see it. As long as you can offer something of equal value, I can trade with you."

"Uh……"

Han Fei was immediately embarrassed, thinking to himself, "What do I have to exchange?"

If there hadn't been a tactical relocation beforehand, it would have been fine. At least there would have been a cleanup phase, and with that top-secret drop rate, even ordinary grunts would have gotten something.

But now, his backpack was empty, and he had nothing to exchange with Ines.

"Looks like there's nothing left?"

Ines raised her delicate, long eyebrows slightly. "Then there's nothing I can do. This is our spoils of war, and I can't just hand it over to someone else."

Volume 1: Chapter 134 Clash

Ines was clearly pragmatic; she didn't even give Han Fei a chance to speak again, and went straight to the point:

"Now, please leave immediately. This is not a dissuasion, but a warning."

The next second, at her command, the Sarkaz mercenaries raised their weapons.

"boss?"

Texas gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Han Fei decisively began to assess the situation.

There's no reason to give up on this mission. We definitely need to get the supply crate, and there's no reason not to take the 30 Haff coins. He's so bankrupt now, he can't afford to eat this or that, he really has no choice but to go back and sell Big Red.

But launching a direct attack would clearly be unwise.

He'd actually forgotten what level Ines's storyline was at—it didn't seem like she had much of a storyline, and even less combat descriptions.

Unlike rosemary and similar plants, which are purely top-tier combatants regardless of their actual combat effectiveness, the storyline focuses solely on their superior strength.

However, considering that Ines successfully escaped several times by faking her death, and that she is a top-tier six-star Vanguard, it shouldn't be a big problem to assume that she is roughly equivalent to Silent Texas.

In this situation, even if Texas can hold off Ines, Han Fei will still have to fight more than 30 Sarkaz mercenaries by himself.

Faced with the enemy's standard configuration of both long-range and short-range units, Han Fei was really unsure if he would make a mistake.

After all, the bee doctor's needles have a limited number of uses, and Gale doesn't have the same ability as Red Wolf, who can heal himself.

If the Angel sisters were still around, there would be room for maneuver, but with only him, there's very little room for maneuver, and there's a chance of failure—even elite GTI operators can be killed by regular enemies!

After calmly assessing the situation, Han Fei gestured and said, "Let's retreat first."

"it is good."

Texas did not release her sword, and retreated with Han Fei. She did not turn around, her eyes fixed on the Sarkaz, wary of any potential danger.

Fortunately, the Sarkaz mercenaries showed no signs of giving chase until they could no longer see each other.

Texas relaxed slightly, removed her hand from the hilt of her sword, and asked, "What should we do next?"

"It's risky for the two of us to launch a direct attack. Let's regroup first."

Han Fei raised his hand and glanced at his watch. The watch showed that it was only 11 o'clock. There was still plenty of time and room for maneuver.

"After we reunite, if nothing unexpected happens, we'll come back. Whether it's to negotiate or to launch a full-scale attack, we need to get that supply crate. 30 Haff coins are still too valuable."

"Yes, we must get that thing back."

Texas is well aware of her family's predicament. They only have a few thousand dollars left, and they can't even afford a Coke, let alone anything else!

Although she herself didn't mind the salary issue—in fact, she had never mentioned salary to Han Fei.

Bankruptcy is never a good thing. After bankruptcy, what will happen to the equipment for the next field mission? We won't be able to buy supplies.

Texas lacks experience; she doesn't yet understand what the "Puba running knife" process is.

Without further hesitation, the two spent some time returning to the pit via the same route.

At the same time, as Han Fei and his companion disappeared from sight, Ines put down her weapon and turned to her companion, ordering, "These two are after our spoils. They might come back. Send out some sentries. If they do return, open fire as needed."

Upon hearing the noise, Remyle cautiously raised her gun, but upon recognizing the figures, she exclaimed with delight, "Oh, you're back!"

In contrast, Remy was still the same gentle and virtuous woman, her hands folded over her lower abdomen as she softly said, "Welcome back."

Han Fei responded and walked up to the two of them, saying, "Hmm, nothing happened, right?"

"It's very quiet here. Looking at the Sarkaz, they haven't chased us to this area."

Remy calmly gave her analysis, then looked back and forth between Texas and Han Fei, and said softly, "But you two don't seem to be doing very well. I see the blue icon on the map, and it seems like you're still stuck in the same place."

"Indeed, something unexpected happened."

Han Fei shrugged and recounted the whole story.

After hearing Han Fei's description, Remy immediately raised her K416 and said aggressively, "Then what are we waiting for?! Take it back right now!"

"Yes."

Remien nodded in agreement and said, "The best solution is to get the items before any more unexpected things happen."

These two sisters are Sarkaz, so they have no sentimentality towards the Sarkaz, especially wild Sarkaz mercenary squads like this. Remian herself has lost count of how many of them she has wiped out.

—Who told these guys to go around Laterano every now and then to freeload?

"Let's see how things go. If we can get them to keep the items for us, we can exchange them for something else later."

Han Fei had no objection and said, "The main thing is that I'm not sure if these guys will resell those things after they get them, so I came back to you immediately."

"No matter what, we need to get there as soon as possible," Texas said calmly.

"Shall we set off now?" Remian asked.

"Let's leave now, lest they move and things get complicated," Han Fei said.

"it is good."

Remy nodded slightly.

Since they had nothing to pack, the group set off immediately.

Before long, the outline of the ruins came into clear view.

Just then, Remian suddenly raised her hand and said warily, "We've been discovered."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a crossbow bolt flew almost silently toward Remian’s head.

"Sister, be careful!" Remy shouted immediately.

Han Fei, who was suffering from autism, didn't hear anything at all, but the moment he heard Remi's voice, almost instinctively, he hugged Remi's in his arms.

The next second, a sharp pain came, and Han Fei's health dropped by half, with a red head appearing in the status bar.

"boss!"

"Han Fei!"

Two almost broken voices rang out from the left and right.

Texas, usually so cold and composed, showed a rare hint of panic on her face. She instinctively stepped forward, reached out to support Han Fei's swaying body, and asked in a barely perceptible tension, "How are you?"

"I am fine."

Han Fei gave himself an injection, and with the added pain relief, he finally stopped feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

Even so, he still habitually shook his head.

The moment his gaze focused, he met a pair of eyes—eyes like the still surface of a stormy sea, calm yet brimming with destructive power about to erupt.

It's no exaggeration to say that this was the first time Han Fei had ever seen murderous intent in Remi's eyes.

Even when she almost broke her leg, her eyes were full of tenderness and compassion.

But at this moment, concern and anger intertwined, burning into a cold flame that completely consumed that tenderness.

"I'll get it back for you."

Remian's voice was extremely soft, as calm as frozen ice, without a trace of its usual gentleness.

However, everyone present could clearly feel the suppressed rage beneath that calm voice, a rage so intense it could destroy everything.

The words had barely left his lips when the cold AWM fell from her shoulder into the girl's steady hands.

Raise arm, rest gun, shoulder, aim—

boom--!

A deafening gunshot, like tearing cloth, instantly shattered the long-suppressed silence of the entire wilderness!

There were no screams, no muffled thuds of corpses falling to the ground.

Only the howling wind swept through the dust once more.

But Remian had slowly lowered her gun, her gaze still calmly fixed on the ruins, her tone carrying an unquestionable, as if stating an established fact:

"he died."

A gentle breeze ruffled the hair on her forehead, and on her still beautiful but sculpted face, there was only a frozen murderous intent.

"This is just the beginning."

The next second, it was another round of aiming and zooming.

boom--

Another Sarkaz mercenary sentry he had planted outside has died.