Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

Book author: Chu Ge 79

A game called Delta Force has arrived in the world Liu Yan transmigrated to, known locally as the Third District. The Third District differs greatly from the games Liu Yan is familiar with. Here, the high-value items are no longer simply valuable commodities. There are resurrection ventilators; quantum storage that stores information about items; stealthy surveillance tools; military drones; busts that allow soldiers to be subjugated; and pocket watches that can freeze bullets in mid-air… As for the legendary Heart of Africa and Tear of the Ocean, their special abilities remain unknown. On the streets of Bakshi, a fully armed three-man squad stares at an oncoming main battle tank, lost in thought… While this world lacks safe havens, this doesn't faze Liu Yan. No safe havens? What if I stuff one in my crotch? Having previously worked on motion capture for Delta Force, Liu Yan's agile coordination allows him to appear like a ghost in all sorts of bizarre locations! Not only that, Liu Yan, a top-tier player in the game, also possesses exceptional awareness. Even more astonishing is his freakish visual and auditory abilities. An invisible drone? Sorry, I see space distorted there... Standing still? Your heartbeat betrays you! The incredibly dangerous third zone gradually evolved into the background of Liu Yan's livestream. "666, God Yan isn't even pretending anymore."

Chapter 1 The Bad Student

Since this is a fan fiction about a game, some of the game's technical terms are unavoidable. Readers who haven't played the game, please bear with us.

In the classroom

"Did you hear? Gao Tianyu from the next class actually found a pirate coin at the No. 0 Dam a few days ago!"

"Nonsense, it's been announced to the whole school, who doesn't know now?"

The student wearing black-rimmed glasses spoke dismissively, but his eyes revealed longing and envy.

That's a gold item worth 60,000 yuan; many people work for more than half a year to earn 60,000 yuan.

Liu Yan, sitting in the corner, listened calmly to their conversation.

When Liu Yan first arrived here, he couldn't help but laugh out loud every time he heard these people talking.

The reason is simple: it is said that an unknown region shrouded in mist has suddenly appeared in this world.

It is known as the Third District by the locals.

Unfortunately, this is what is known as the third district of this world.

It's exactly the same as the most fun game in the world Liu Yan was in before he transmigrated, Delta Force!

"How low is the drop rate? Just one pirate gold coin... and they're making such a big fuss about it." Liu Yan muttered helplessly to himself.

"Hey, Liu Yan, what are you whispering about?"

Although the student with black-rimmed glasses had poor eyesight, his hearing was exceptionally sharp.

Liu Yan paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's nothing, you guys keep talking."

After saying that, Liu Yan picked up a book and started reading.

"Alright, alright, what are you talking to a piece of trash who doesn't even dare to enter the third district?" Another classmate tugged at the student with black-rimmed glasses.

"That's true. After being kicked out of his regular team, he's never been seen in the third district again."

The student with black-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses and said in a sarcastic tone.

Another student looked at Liu Yan, his eyes also showing a hint of disdain.

"Hey, you expect a guy who gets kicked out of a fixed team to make it into the third division on his own?"

"Even if you get in, you can only run around with your knife, you can't get out, and you'll suffer physical torture for nothing."

Although death can be resurrected after entering the third zone, the pain from being shot is very real.

Although the third district is full of treasures, even just picking up a few small blue items can bring back at least 1 yuan.

However, the Asara Guard soldiers scattered throughout the land were not to be underestimated.

In this world, successfully evacuating and taking your treasure with you is no easy task.

Even three sets—headgear, armor, gun, chest sling, backpack, basic medicines, and level 3 ammunition—would cost nearly 200,000 yuan.

For an ordinary family, this is nothing short of a gamble.

After all, in this world, humanity has developed less than 10% of the third zone.

Even without death, finding the evacuation point within the allotted time is not an easy task without a map.

Most of the time, you still need to rely on luck.

"Stupid."

After Liu Yan finished cursing, he smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head to continue reading, ignoring the other person.

"you!"

Just as the student was about to step forward to argue, he was pulled aside by the student with black-rimmed glasses, away from Liu Yan.

"If I hadn't promised her I wouldn't play games anymore, I would have helped you get revenge."

Liu Yan took out a mirror, looked at his reflection, and shook his head helplessly.

Liu Yan's soul transmigrated into the body of this person who shared the same name as him.

Through the original owner's memories, Liu Yan clearly knew everything that the two classmates had just said.

The original owner of this body was not wealthy.

Previously, during a secret mission in Baksh, a teammate was unfortunately possessed and stripped of all his equipment.

After being rescued by the two men, he still had drool drool around his mouth.

In order to break even and recover their losses, the opponent decisively chose to grab two machine guns, a helmet, armor, and a chest armor, and then used the last available slot to drop the package and evacuate.

The so-called captain of this squad was the flying squirrel who escaped from the top of the Tower of Babel.

In this situation, he, who was not strong to begin with, unfortunately died and lost all his equipment.

This bankruptcy has dealt another blow to the already impoverished family.

Not only that, after being resurrected, he was framed by two other teammates.

He was expelled from the squad for disobeying orders and nearly causing the entire team to be wiped out.

boom----!

The sound of heavy books slamming against the table interrupted Liu Yan's reverie.

"I won't teach this lesson; I'll listen to you all!"

"Our class was the loudest in the whole hallway!"

"You guys are the worst class I've ever taught!"

A middle-aged male teacher with a slight receding hairline stood in front of the podium, glaring angrily at the students below.

It was Ms. Qi, the homeroom teacher of this class.

The entire class fell silent instantly, with only the sound of Liu Yan turning the pages of his book, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

"Look, look! What are you looking at!"

"You weren't paying much attention in class, and now you're pretending to study?! Liu Yan, stand up!"

The fact that all the students in the class were so stunned that they stared at the podium, in stark contrast to Liu Yan, who was looking down at his book, created a striking contrast.

Teacher Qi quickly set her sights on Liu Yan.

Liu Yan closed the book and obediently stood up. After all, one should listen to the teacher in class.

However, Teacher Qi did not intend to let Liu Yan off the hook.

"Heh, since you enjoy watching it so much, I'll test you."

What weapons do Asara Guard soldiers typically carry?

Upon seeing this, the entire class gasped in shock.

Many students exchanged glances and whispered among themselves.

Some felt sorry for Liu Yan, while others were gloating and planning to see him make a fool of himself.

It's obvious that Teacher Qi is deliberately making things difficult for Liu Yan.

They were all still students, and they didn't go into the third district very often. They would avoid the Asara Guard soldiers whenever they saw them.

How would we know what weapons they were using?

Liu Yan took a deep breath.

It wasn't that the question stumped him, but rather that it was really hard to hold back his laughter.

Even if I've been here for a while.

Liu Yan was still troubled by the fact that the curriculum at the school here included Delta Force.

Liu Yan really wanted to go back and tell his mother.

Mom, I can actually get into top universities like Hunhua and Nanjing University by playing games...

Seeing that Liu Yan did not answer for a long time, Teacher Qi persisted and spoke up:

"So what have you actually understood from reading this book? All you do is pretend all day. If you can't answer, go stand in the hallway!"

"CAR-15 assault rifle, M16A4 assault rifle, AKS-74U assault rifle, Bison submachine gun, UZI submachine gun, M870 shotgun"

Liu spoke slowly and deliberately, listing the firearms used by the Asara robot one by one.

For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent.

Then came whispers, which grew louder and louder.

"Holy crap, he really knew?"

"How could that be? This is obviously made up. I've never heard of it before."

"I don't think so. He's been to Bakshi before!"

"So what if he's been to Bakshi? Isn't he just a scoundrel too? How could he possibly know such difficult information?"

Seeing that the classroom was about to descend into chaos, Teacher Qi slammed her hand on the podium again.

The students then quieted down.

Teacher Qi glanced at the textbook without making it obvious.

"That's utter nonsense!"

"The only weapons used by the Assara Guard soldiers are the Bison assault rifle and the M870!"

"Using quantity to guess the correct answer is a clever trick."

After confirming the answer, Teacher Qi glared at Liu Yan again, her tone aggressive.

Hearing the teacher give the correct answer, the students breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Liu Yan with schadenfreude again.

"What I said is the correct answer," Liu Yan said, pursing his lips.

This world's understanding of the Third District, which is the Delta Force game I played before, is still too low.

"Then why don't you design the teaching materials yourself!"

"I've never encountered a student as awful as you!"

After the students witnessed Teacher Qi's outburst of anger, with spittle flying everywhere, the classroom fell silent once more.

Chapter 2 Resuscitation with a Ventilator—Resurrection!

Liu Yan shrugged nonchalantly.

"I really should be the one to design the teaching materials."

After all, before he transmigrated, he was strong enough to easily kill the entire escort team.

All the information I know, as well as all the locations on the map, when placed in this world, is nothing short of a walking encyclopedia.

"you!"

The quiet classroom meant that Liu Yan's voice was clearly heard by Teacher Qi.

"Quick, Teacher Qi looks like she's about to faint!"

"Go get the school doctor!"

When the students saw that Teacher Qi was leaning against the blackboard, clutching her heart and having some difficulty breathing, they immediately panicked.

Some of the students who usually had a good relationship with the teacher glared angrily at Liu Yan.

If looks could kill, Liu Yan would have been torn to pieces by now.