How Come Delta Force Turned into Arknights?

These white-suited men looked quite elite. There were the hulking brutes Han Fei had seen earlier, elite crossbowmen wielding heavy crossbows, and hooded casters whose weapons were nowhere in sight.

From the room behind them came a clattering sounds of combat.

Han Fei had not known which room Cellinia was in, but seeing the formation these Siracusans had taken, the target became obvious at once.

The towering Intimidator spotted Han Fei immediately and said in a hostile tone, "Texas Family scum, those useless fools downstairs actually let you make it up here. I—"

Before he could finish, Han Fei threw something at him.

Before the Intimidator could dodge, the object exploded in midair.

With a boom, countless fragments tore through the family thugs' suits and sliced open their flesh.

"Argh!"

Cries of pain rose one after another. These Siracusans who cared more about looking refined than wearing protection had once again suffered for wearing suits.

Han Fei, however, was not pleased. Frowning, he said, "Threw it too slowly. Old Black's grenades really do have too short a fuse. I should've acted directly instead of waiting."

As he spoke, he bit off the pin from the grenade in his hand and hurled it over.

"Not good!"

The Intimidator's pupils shrank. His hide was thick enough that the previous airburst grenade had spared him.

Seeing the grenade land on the ground, the Intimidator did not hesitate. Almost instinctively, he lunged forward and pressed the grenade beneath his body.

Boom!

Another explosion rang out. The Intimidator used his body to block the fragmentation grenade, saving the fragile casters and crossbowmen behind him.

What the Intimidator did not know was that this had been meaningless.

At the instant the explosion went off, Han Fei used a jet burst to close the distance to within twenty meters.

That distance mattered. The Bizon in Han Fei's hands was bare—oh, no, it had a scope, so it was not completely bare.

For that very reason, the Bizon's optimal range was twenty meters. Beyond that, its damage dropped off.

Though RIP rounds specialized in flesh damage, their damage would still inevitably decrease beyond their effective range.

That was Delta Force's mechanic.

Since Han Fei enjoyed the benefits of Delta Force's mechanics, he naturally had to endure their downsides as well.

Such as this damage falloff.

The Bizon's damage dropped sharply outside its optimal range, and Han Fei did not want to waste extra bullets on these people.

RIP rounds were really expensive!

The explosion completely drew the Siracusan thugs' attention. Most were looking at the Intimidator who had shielded them from everything. Only one crossbowman noticed Han Fei's movement.

"You—"

The crossbowman had barely gotten the word out and had not even had time to pull the trigger of his hand crossbow before Han Fei opened fire.

Against these suit-wearing Siracusans, RIP rounds once again demonstrated their terrifying lethality.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

With every bullet fired, a Siracusan fell.

In the span of a single breath, not one Siracusan remained standing before Han Fei.

"That's it? Some family elite. Nothing special."

Han Fei curled his lip and shifted his gaze to the door beside him.

He tried opening it, only to find that it had been locked from the inside. No matter how hard he tried, it would not budge.

The clattering sounds of combat continued inside the room.

Left with no choice, Han Fei backed up several steps, raised his greatshield with both hands, then charged forward with a jet burst and slammed straight into it.

Boom—!

With a deafening crash, the wooden door burst apart under the tremendous impact, splinters spraying out like shotgun pellets.

Han Fei crashed through the doorway amid the flying wood chips, the kinetic assistance system leaving a pale trail behind him.

The struggle inside came to an abrupt halt.

The two girls in the room had clearly not expected someone to burst in so extravagantly. It was as though they had been frozen in place, their hair still floating in midair from their previous movements, while all four pupils contracted to pinpoints—reflecting the heavily armored figure suspended in the room, the edge of his shield still humming and trembling.

Meeting Again, Baby

Thud!

With a heavy impact, the armored Han Fei landed steadily on the floor.

His gaze passed over the observation window and settled on the fighting girls. With a curl of his lips, he said, "Yo, meeting again, baby."

On the floor, Lappland had Texas firmly pinned beneath her. Her two long blades were only centimeters from Texas's face, but Texas's longsword held them back, unable to yield an inch.

But their deadlock was broken by Han Fei's arrival.

"It's you again."

Lappland's face darkened as she shouted, "Give my things back!"

"What do you mean, your things?" Han Fei grinned. "I picked them up, so they're mine."

Perhaps because he had been playing Shield Dog, Han Fei had become arrogant too.

When playing other heroes, he had to be cautious, afraid that one slip would send him crashing into disaster.

But when playing Shield Dog, there was no need for that at all!

What the hell are you babbling about? Can you even break my greatshield?

If I was still timid after playing Shield Dog, then what was the point of playing Shield Dog at all?!

Seeing how cocky Han Fei was, Lappland was about to speak when Texas keenly seized the moment of distraction.

Texas exerted force with her arms, pushing Lappland back slightly, then kicked out fiercely and sent Lappland flying away completely.

Lappland staggered back several steps before regaining her footing. Frowning, she asked, "Are you two together?"

Texas was honest. She cast a quick glance at Han Fei before saying, "I don't know him."

Lappland knew Texas had no reason to lie about this, so she turned to Han Fei. "Hey, who exactly are you?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm just a scavenger passing by," Han Fei said. "Though for now, I'm employed by the Texas Family."

"Huh?"

Lappland froze for a moment, then warned him, "The Texas Family is no good place to end up. These waters run deep. I'd advise you not to get involved."

"I get what you mean."

Han Fei shrugged. "But when you take someone's money, you solve their problems. I can't accept their payment and then refuse to do the job, right?"

As the young lady of the Saluzzo Family, Lappland was naturally wealthy and generous. With a wave of her hand, she immediately said, "How much did they pay you? I'll give you double."

Han Fei's expression turned subtle. "You're poaching our young lady's people right in front of her?"

Texas opened her mouth, but no words came out.

She had wanted to say that she did not care. She did not care about the entire Texas Family.

But someone had risked his life to come save her, so Cellinia did not want to say something so hurtful.

To Cellinia, the Texas Family was now a shackle, a cage.

She only wanted to escape it all and never come back.

"Cellinia doesn't care about that stuff."

Wearing an expression that said she totally understood, Lappland told Han Fei, "So, will you consider giving my things back? If you do, I'll be in a good mood, and I might even reward you a little more."

"A reward?"

Han Fei smacked his lips. "Compared to being rewarded, I'd rather take it myself."

As he spoke, Han Fei slammed his shield onto the ground and said, "All right, enough nonsense. I won't make things difficult for you. I only want to take Cellinia away. Are you going to fight me or what?"

Han Fei was not afraid of Lappland. It was not entirely the confidence Shield Dog gave him. Another reason was that the timeline was still too early—Lappland had not yet received the power of the Lord of Wolves.

In plain terms, even if Han Fei stood there and let Lappland attack him for half a day, she still would not be able to unleash wolf spirits or send out blade arcs bearing wolf heads.

Without wolf spirits, Lappland could not deal Arts damage, which meant she could not break through the defense of Han Fei's greatshield.

Lappland frowned. She did not want to let Texas leave just like that, but the problem was that she simply could not defeat Han Fei.

But Lappland had other methods.

"You think you've already won?"

Lappland revealed an exceedingly wild smile. "Do you know how many of our people are still in this building?"

Without waiting for Han Fei to answer, she pulled out a communicator and ordered, "Everyone, get up here!"

"Yes, Miss!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire building "came alive."

The footsteps were loud and dense. Even Han Fei, wearing his enclosed helmet, could hear them clearly.

"Huh?"

Han Fei raised a brow, wondering just how many Siracusans were hiding in this building.

He had clearly fought his way up from the first floor, yet so many Siracusans had remained inactive. It was ridiculous.

But considering Lady Sicilian had issued an order to wipe out the entire family, Han Fei understood.

The Texas Family was no insignificant roadside gang. The family itself had considerable strength, so it was not strange for Lady Sicilian to send more people to Columbia to exterminate them.

Besides, he had only cleared out the stairwell earlier. He had not thoroughly searched every room on every floor.

Lappland raised her long blades, pointing the blade in her left hand at Han Fei and the one in her right at Texas. Smiling, she said, "You are indeed strong, but it seems I have more people than you."

Han Fei's brows drew together. As the saying went, two fists could not beat four hands. He was not too worried about the Siracusans' hand crossbows, but the family's casters were a major problem.

More importantly, with so many people, he would not be able to quickly take out all the casters.

When Lappland saw Han Fei fall silent, the smile on her face grew more manic. "Kneel and beg me now, and I might consider sparing your life."

Han Fei was not intimidated by Lappland. He even had the spare attention to crack a joke. "Do I need to kneel down and lick your feet too?"

Lappland said, "No. You're only worthy of licking my soles."

"Then forget it."

Han Fei immediately looked utterly uninterested. His gaze dropped to Lappland's shoes, and he raised his right thumb. "Nice shoes. Very pretty. They suit you perfectly."

The moment Han Fei mentioned them, Lappland recalled what had happened before. Her face instantly darkened as she said, "Give my things back!"

"Want them?" Han Fei said. "Beat me, and I'll give them back."

Lappland had already witnessed the power of Han Fei's greatshield, so she naturally would not face it head-on again as she had last time.

But that did not mean Lappland was giving up.

The footsteps downstairs were drawing closer and closer. Lappland could afford to wait until her family thugs arrived before settling things with Han Fei.

Han Fei knew exactly what she was thinking. He knew he could not keep trading words with Lappland here.

So, he ran to Texas in a few quick steps, grabbed the girl by the arm, and said, "Excuse me. Come with me."

Texas did not struggle. She quietly looked at the fully armed figure before her, a trace of curiosity rising in her heart.

Texas Was a Little Tired

Lappland did not stop them. Resting her long blades on her shoulders, she watched the two leave.

There was no need to stop them. She knew she could not stop Han Fei alone.

But Han Fei would not be able to leave either.

The floors below were full of her people. With Han Fei alone, unless he could grow wings, there was no way he would escape alive.

And that was indeed the case. When Han Fei dragged Texas all the way to the stairwell, he instinctively glanced downward and saw the stairs below packed densely with suit-wearing Lupo.

The closest ones had already reached the stairs on the fifth floor. A few more steps and they would be on the sixth.

Han Fei stared in disbelief. "Damn, there are still this many people?"