How Did the Delta We Agreed On Turn into Arknights?

"What are you muttering to yourself about? Aren't you going to rest?"

Han Fei turned around and saw Texas standing on the second-floor platform, still wearing the same Texas Family uniform from daytime, looking at him expressionlessly.

Volume 1: Chapter 68: Goodnight, Boss

"I'm taking stock of the loot. I'll sell what I can, and keep what I don't want to sell."

Han Fei closed the Special Operations Center interface, stood up, and looked up at Texas. "What about you? You're not going to sleep either?"

"I wanted to take a shower, but then I realized I don't have any clothes to change into."

As she spoke, Texas slowly stepped onto the elevator and descended from the second-floor platform.

"Uh..."

Han Fei scratched his head. The Special Operations Center dormitories were practically move-in-ready, but the problem was that Texas hadn't brought a bag when she followed him back.

Other than the uniform she was wearing and the twin swords at her waist, Texas had brought nothing with her.

Texas slowly walked up to Han Fei and stared at him with blazing eyes. Her meaning was perfectly clear—solve this problem for me.

Han Fei said, "Don't worry. Let me think of something."

When you worked as an operator in GTI, who needed to worry about clothes? Buy a helmet, armor, chest rig, and backpack, then head into the raid. Who cared what you were wearing?

But reality was ultimately different from a game. Games didn't require him to consider an operator's everyday life, but in reality, a girl needed at least a few spare outfits.

Since Texas had a need, Han Fei had to help her solve it. Thinking of the strange description that had appeared in the Command Center when he upgraded the Special Operations Center earlier—the tradable range and communication range had expanded—

Han Fei opened the marketplace with the attitude of treating a dead horse as if it were alive.

The marketplace categories were mostly the same as before, except there was now a strange additional branch at the bottom for ordering local Terra goods.

Han Fei went in and looked around. Just as its name implied, the items here could only be bought, not sold. There were not many types of products either, only some simple clothes and daily necessities. There was not even any food or drink.

That was enough to meet Texas's needs.

There was a computer beside the cylinder in the R&D Department that could directly access the marketplace. Han Fei brought Texas over to it and said, "Try seeing if you can buy clothes on this."

Texas tried operating the computer, but the words that popped up on the screen made her frown slightly.

"It says I don't have permission."

"No permission?"

Han Fei froze, then summoned his panel. After a brief moment of thought, he opened the department interface.

Sure enough, those department missions were still locked, and even the prompt that appeared was exactly the same as last time.

[No department head assigned. Department missions cannot be accepted at this time.]

[Unlock condition: Find a new department head for this department.]

After thinking for a while, Han Fei opened the Lv. 1 interface beneath the Combat Department. A moment later, the department reputation interface popped up.

Originally, the department heads listed on this interface had been Old Black and Shepherd, but now it was blank.

At the same time, there was a new personnel assignment option.

Han Fei tried tapping it, and an interface similar to the operator list in Arknights appeared before him.

There was only one person in the entire interface: Texas.

Han Fei selected Texas's portrait. The interface closed the next second, and Texas's name appeared under department head on the reputation interface.

[Combat Department Head: Chelinina Texas]

Han Fei closed the panel and said to Texas, "How about now? Try again."

"Alright."

Texas answered. This time, the marketplace list did indeed appear on the computer in front of her.

Han Fei leaned over to look as well and found that the marketplace she had opened was different from the one he saw. It contained only a firearms category and nothing else.

"Are these guns?"

Texas looked at the dense list of firearms on the interface and frowned slightly. "I don't know how to use guns."

Seeing this, Han Fei vaguely formed a guess.

According to the game's settings, players could only buy firearms and weapon cases through the Combat Department. Therefore, as the Combat Department head, Texas could only see firearms in the marketplace.

With that in mind, Han Fei considered moving Texas to another department head position. Maybe then she could buy clothes herself.

However, when Han Fei tried to change her position, a new prompt appeared.

[Department head cannot be changed. Please recruit other operators.]

Seeing that he could not change it, Han Fei said, "How about this? I'll buy you a few outfits. Do you have any preferences for the style?"

"Lightweight, durable, and nothing that would interfere with combat. That's enough."

After saying that, Texas gave Han Fei her measurements as well.

"Alright, I'll take a look."

Han Fei brought up the marketplace interface and went in to buy clothes for Texas.

The clothing selection was extensive. There were complete outfits, separate tops and bottoms, as well as individual clothing and shoes.

Han Fei knew his own limits. He was fine with appreciating beauty, but asking him to put together an entire outfit for a girl? Better not.

So Han Fei only considered full sets, not individual pieces.

He kept scrolling through the interface when a familiar outfit suddenly came into view.

It was a black trench coat with a red shirt, accompanied by a small line of text beneath it—[Former Days/Passe] Selected Series/Will.

"Huh?"

As an old Arknights player, Han Fei was extremely familiar with this outfit. It was one of Vanguard Texas's looks.

He glanced at the price and found that the outfit cost only a little over ten thousand Haf Coins, less than twenty thousand.

So Han Fei waved a hand and bought it outright.

After purchasing that set, he kept looking but failed to find the classic Winter Messenger outfit. He could only give up and buy Texas several other changes of clothes.

Altogether, he spent less than sixty thousand Haf Coins.

These prices were far more reasonable than Hafk's greed. Under Hafk's iron grip, even a bottle of cola cost twelve thousand!

"Alright, it's bought."

Han Fei closed the marketplace and stood up. "I'll go get it for you."

"So quickly?"

A flash of surprise crossed Texas's eyes. She had indeed wanted Han Fei to solve the problem for her, but she also knew that even if he did, there was no way he could immediately buy the clothes and bring them back.

Shipping took time.

Watching Han Fei jog away, Texas followed him out of curiosity.

She saw Han Fei jog into a room marked Tactical Department, then turn left into a small room.

On the left side of the room was a metal shelf with a computer on it. Above the computer was a small sign that read: Warehouse, Lv. 1.

Several storage boxes were piled on either side of the shelf. Han Fei rummaged through them, found several cardboard delivery boxes, and handed them to Texas. "Your clothes."

Texas accepted the delivery boxes and softly said, "Thank you."

"What are you being polite with me for? See if you like them." Han Fei waved it off.

Texas opened the delivery boxes on the spot and checked them one by one. "They look alright. I won't know for sure until I try them on."

"Then go back and try them on." Han Fei said. "I happen to have some other things to do."

"Alright."

Texas picked up the delivery boxes and turned to leave.

When she reached the door, she stopped, looked back at Han Fei, and said, "You should rest early too. You've been running around with me this whole time. You've worked hard."

Han Fei waved a hand. "I'm fine."

Texas's lips curled upward, and her voice suddenly softened. "Goodnight, Boss."

Volume 1: Chapter 69: So It Wasn't a Dream

Han Fei returned to the large cylinder in the R&D Department, summoned his panel again, and muttered to himself, "This Special Operations Center isn't quite the same as the one I remember. In the game, you could clearly check the effects after upgrading it, but now it won't let me see them. That's a bit much.

"Still, I won't upgrade the Special Operations Center for now. If it won't let me look, then fine. I still have over four hundred thousand left, and with the stuff that hasn't sold yet, getting together seven hundred thousand will be easy.

"With that money, I'll take a Combat Department mission next round, then grab a 3x3 mission. I'll put together a better gun, bring some better ammo, and try out a Classified operation."

In theory, when playing Delta Force, if you wanted to make money in Classified, you had to run a cheaper kit.

By Han Fei's own classification, a level-three armor set with level-three ammo was a stray dog, a level-four armor set with level-five ammo was a modest kit, and Wu Tao's level-five ammo was full kit.

Naturally, different categories meant different guns.

A stray dog would bring a gun worth around a hundred thousand and just mess around. A modest kit would bring a partially modified weapon, while a full kit needed a fully modified gun.

As for glass cannon builds, the version before Han Fei transmigrated had massively changed armor mechanics. Even level-four armor could reduce damage from level-five ammo, so he had stopped playing glass cannon long ago.

In theory, as long as you weren't doing knife runs, the stray dog approach was the most profitable. The losses were low, you still had a little combat power, and you could fight back if you met someone. Winning meant huge profits, while losing did not hurt much either.

But Han Fei could not be a stray dog.

The people he had encountered in these two Normal Dam operations had each been more outrageous than the last. The first time had been an Emperor's Blade, and the second had been the Beast Lord.

The Emperor's Blade could at least be killed, but Zaro was immortal. There was no way to fight him at all.

If Zaro had not seen that his scheme had failed and retreated on his own after Han Fei elbowed him numb, Han Fei did not even dare imagine how he could have continued fighting Zaro.

Under those circumstances, bringing a Bizon into Classified gave Han Fei absolutely no sense of security.

Limited by his Haf Coins, Han Fei definitely could not enter Classified in a full kit. But if he brought no gear at all, he was worried about getting wiped.

So he decided that for this Classified run, he would bring a level-four-ammo setup with a lightly modified gun.

However, before choosing a firearm, Han Fei first checked the department missions.

Last time, he had not looked at the 3x3 missions simply because there had been no point, so he had not bothered wasting time.

All 3x3 missions had to be completed in Classified or Forbidden operations. He had gone into a Normal operation, so he could not do 3x3 missions. There was no need to check them.

But this time was different. He was going to try a Classified map, so he could conveniently complete a 3x3 mission while he was at it.

Otherwise, his two-slot secure container—commonly known as a thong—was far too inconvenient.

Han Fei looked over the first 3x3 mission. "Let me see. Battle Reignited: Defeat five enemy soldiers in any Classified/Forbidden operation. That's easy.

"And the department mission is Turbulent Crisis, First Battle: Go to any combat zone and defeat five enemy soldiers. Okay, neither requires a specific firearm, so I can do them both at once."

The rewards for the department mission were fairly mediocre: a CAR-15, fifteen thousand Haf Coins, and a bit of department reputation.

Those rewards were merely scraps, better than nothing.

Battle Reignited, on the other hand, offered pretty good rewards: fifty thousand Haf Coins, a one-day 3x3 trial card, and a twenty-four-slot gold chest rig.

"Since there's no firearm requirement, I'll use an M250. Get some level-four ammo, add my current level-four armor set, and play it safe. I shouldn't wipe in Classified."

The M250 had plenty of flaws: low fire rate, trigger delay, and the fact that it was a treasure chest gun. Yet countless players still used it with great enthusiasm.

The reason was simple: high damage was everything. Fifty-five flesh damage and fifty-three armor damage were enough to make up for those shortcomings!

More importantly, even with a little over two hundred thousand invested in modifications, this gun could still be controlled at one hundred meters. Unlike the esteemed M14, which cost two hundred thousand and could barely be controlled even at fifty meters, never mind one hundred.

"I'll buy the gun first. Tomorrow, after I wake up and this batch of stuff sells for more Haf Coins, I'll buy ammo and meds according to however much money I have. Either way, I can at least afford two hundred rounds of level-four 6.8 ammo. The plan is flawless!"

Having sorted out his thoughts, Han Fei opened the marketplace and found the M250.

"Huh? Let me ask, why is the esteemed M250 so cheap now?"

Han Fei remembered that before he transmigrated, the esteemed M250 had been ridiculously expensive. Even a bare gun cost one hundred seventy thousand, and on Combat Days, its price nearly reached two hundred thousand.

But now, an M250 on the marketplace cost only one hundred twenty thousand. It could be bought for under one hundred thirty thousand.

"Forget it. Cheap is good."

Han Fei could not be bothered to dig into it. No one could ever make sense of Hafk's greed.

Blue medkits that cost eighty-nine thousand each were in high demand with no supply. Anyone understand that?

Han Fei bought an M250 and began modifying it. The front grip, rear grip, and stock were all green-tier, and he used the cheapest ones. He added a refined seventy-five-round drum magazine, a blue steel muzzle, a riser mount, and a panoramic red dot sight.