Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Chapter 281 The Mighty Man in Position 1

With Shi Ding gone, only Han Che and Raven remained in the hall.

The two of them simultaneously moved away from each other in opposite directions in the hall, slowly creating distance between them.

They ended up standing at opposite ends of the lobby area on the first floor of the administrative district.

Although the area was generally open, there were actually quite a few bunkers. Both sides found a concrete pillar bunker, hid behind it, and began to confront each other face to face through the edge of the bunker.

"Gheros!" Across most of the hall, Raven's voice suddenly shouted from behind a concrete pillar at one end of the hall toward Han Che.

"Huh? What do you want? Speak up!" Han Che craned his neck to respond to the raven's call.

To be honest, I'm not used to seeing such a serious raven today.

"What tactical role do you usually play in the team in the player world?" Raven asked loudly, his voice echoing through the empty hall.

"Heh, I didn't realize you'd done your homework these past few days. You've even figured out the tactical roles and responsibilities in the player world!" Han Che laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Heh, you even know about the roles and responsibilities in the player world!" Han Che laughed. It seemed that Raven had really done a lot of research, which surprised him.

Han Che patted his rifle with some pride and shouted, "Of course I'm the number one assault guy, the one responsible for tearing apart the defenses and engaging in close combat! What's wrong? Why are you asking?"

"Let me tell you in advance, when I take you out, you'll have to follow my orders in the team, and you can't steal my assault position."

In the shadows on the other side, Raven glanced down at his ammunition pouch and muttered thoughtfully, "Judging by your appearance, you're just an assault soldier, a reckless brute who only knows how to charge forward all day."

"What did you say?! Your voice is too soft, I can't hear you!" Han Che stood behind the concrete pillar, only hearing a muttered sentence from the other side, but not quite making out the exact words, and shouted impatiently.

"It's okay! I said I understand! Now—let's begin!" Raven suddenly raised her voice.

Before the raven's command had even completely faded from the hall, the two men moved simultaneously in an instant.

Almost instinctively, the two quickly ducked behind cover, completely concealing themselves in a blind spot.

Immediately afterwards, rapid rifle fire erupted in the hall.

Both sides initially exercised extreme restraint, frequently using dodges and sniping to probe each other's firepower and shooting probing between the stone pillars and desks at mid-range.

The muzzle flashes of two QBZ rifles flickered in the dimly lit hall. Bullets struck concrete pillars and tables and chairs, scattering stone chips and debris that clattered and fell to the ground.

Using his skillful movement, Han Che frequently dodged and fired shots over a wide area to the left and right of the cement pillars to bait bullets.

His movements were extremely fast; often, the moment the gun muzzle was exposed and he pulled the trigger twice, his body would already be propelled into another patch of shadow by the momentum.

Based on his experience since arriving in this world, with such frequent body-to-body maneuvering and constant gunfights, it wouldn't take more than two or three rounds for the opponent to react too late and for him to seize the opportunity to shoot them in the head.

However, the development of the battle in this hall today was somewhat beyond Han Che's expectations.

Three rounds of fire had passed, and almost all the bullets fired by Han Che's rifle had carved large craters into the concrete pillars opposite, but had not caused any real damage to Raven.

Moreover, whenever Han Che used a quick dash to peek out from the edge of cover to aim, the madman on the other side seemed to have anticipated his movement and would dash away almost simultaneously.

The two were locked in a fierce gunfight at mid-range.

Raven not only displayed exceptional marksmanship, but almost every bullet he fired was aimed directly at Han Che's head.

Han Che kept moving his feet, changing cover, and firing crisp bursts of his rifle, trying to tear through a defensive line by constantly changing angles.

The constant banging of rifles exchanging fire echoed from both sides above the lobby on the first floor of the administrative district.

Although the firing rate on both sides was not particularly high, the sharp whistling sound of bullets whizzing past the ears still made this internal exchange seem exceptionally intense and dangerous.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the administrative building, several guards from the warden's personal guard, along with four burly men carrying large iron hammers, had gathered together at some point.

They stood in a line, each one gripping the cold iron bars with both hands, craning their necks and staring intently at the two figures engaged in a frantic gunfight in the hall below.

"Hey, Muma, look at the situation below. Do you think our boss can win today?" Copper Bull wasn't wearing a helmet at the moment, revealing a huge bald head.

His large eyes were fixed on the flames flashing rapidly between the concrete pillars below, not even daring to blink. He tilted his head with some concern and asked the wooden horse standing beside him in a low voice.

The wooden horse rested the enormous artificial sledgehammer on its shoulder and gripped the iron railing with both hands.

He sighed somewhat dejectedly and replied, "I don't know. But to be honest, I have a pretty bad feeling about it."

"Our boss usually uses a pistol, but today he can only use a rifle. He hasn't handled a rifle much before. Will the recoil and bolt-action rhythm of a rifle and a pistol be the same? He's not used to it."

Bronze Bull sighed, "Well, who can argue with that? When we were gathering at the firing range earlier, I even went over to the boss and asked if I could lend him the sledgehammer I was carrying."

"In the end, he still didn't want it. If you ask me, he should have just rushed up to the warden and gotten close. If I had smashed him with this hammer, no matter how high his armor level was, he would have been broken on the spot."

Bronze Bull shook his head somewhat helplessly, muttering to himself, his tone full of worry for his boss.

The group of guards riflemen standing next to the hammer-wielding soldier were naturally a little unhappy to hear these two big guys making such a fuss about their warden.

In the eyes of these guards, Warden Geheros was the embodiment of invincibility in Tide Prison.

In the past, no matter how rampant the players were, even if they were fully equipped, the Warden could always beat them to a pulp with a nimble dive and a quick shot.

However, Shi Ding, who was standing at the forefront and in charge of directing the entire event, did not look relaxed at all.