Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

Liu Yan was slightly taken aback.

"Turing Brick?"

“Yes.” Cai Ning nodded, then tossed the Turing Brick into Liu Yan’s hands.

“In our previous world, after we arrived, Turing bricks could occasionally be found in the areas where we operated.”

"What's the use?" Liu Yan raised the Turing Brick.

"You'll see when you open it," Cai Ning said mysteriously.

"You're over fifty years old, how childish are you?"

Liu Yan glanced at Cai Ning with annoyance, and then, just like with the Mandel Brick, tried to activate the Turing Brick.

Both are activated in the same way, but the items that appear are different.

"Grenade launcher??" Liu Yan frowned as he looked at the item that had been opened.

"Oh, that's really bad luck."

"I should have come and opened it."

"Turing bricks can yield a lot of special weapons, such as anti-materiel sniper rifles, rocket launchers, and flamethrowers."

"There are also some guns that are not available in the area of ​​operation, such as Claymore mines."

Liu Yan nodded thoughtfully, then returned the Turing Brick to Cai Ning.

"Well, that was really unlucky. You should drive next time."

"Don't search too late, we still need to clean up other cities tomorrow."

Liu Yan waved his hand, turned around and walked out of Bakshi.

The two were positioned at the intersection of Bakshi and the street, and across the street was a hotel.

This led Cai Ning, having nothing better to do, to go inside and rummage around for a while.

"Okay, you rest first. I'll go and look around some more. Maybe I can find a few more pieces that I might need later."

Cai Ning waved his hand and continued searching room by room in the Bakshi district.

This also made him think of the previous world.

After Liu Yan finished fighting, he went to the action area to find treasures and then gave them to Liu Yan.

This will create a virtuous cycle.

......

A super-large island.

On the turbulent sea, dozens of enormous steel behemoths stood steadily on the surface.

From a distance, they might be mistaken for countless docks.

But from the air, it's immediately recognizable as a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier.

Not only that, even if you bring the world's largest aircraft carrier over here, it's like a small witch compared to a great witch.

On each aircraft carrier, countless fighter jets are neatly arranged, and their models are also at a level that modern technology cannot achieve.

On the island, countless rocket launch towers stand tall.

Deep within the island, countless weather missiles also stand.

Beneath the island lies a hidden intercontinental ballistic missile silo.

Moreover, several nuclear submarines can be vaguely seen surfacing around the island.

Islands like these are found all over the world.

Demulan stood on the edge of the island, his sharp gaze fixed on the sea, muttering to himself, seemingly talking to someone.

"Everything is ready. Shall we begin the plan now?"

A dignified voice sounded in her ear:

"No rush. If possible, we should proceed with a softer approach. Destroying this place is not our goal."

Demoulan looked down at the waves crashing against the shore and said in a deep voice:

"However, in the past, only a small portion of the world was willing to obey Hafk."

"Most of them have chosen to put up a stubborn resistance, so why bother with all this trouble?"

"Why not just keep the corpses of the most powerful humans? There are plenty of worlds like that anyway."

That authoritative voice rang out once more:

"They can't resist."

"As before, we should implement things softly and avoid being forceful. If we destroy this place, we'll have to rebuild it."

"Compared to the time they spent, reconstruction will require far more manpower and time."

"A few years later, those who survive will basically have the best genes in the world."

"And during this period of continuous war, anyone would become exhausted."

"At that time, we will extend an olive branch to them, whether it is biological immortality, consciousness uploading, or world leap."

"These technologies are hard for them to refuse."

After listening to what the other party had to say, Demulan sighed helplessly.

This is how things have always been done in the past.

Although some survivors in certain worlds voluntarily donned brain-computer interfaces and joined the Hafk.

But most of them chose to resist to the death.

Hafk spent a great deal of time and sacrificed countless soldiers, only to end up destroying it, then occupying and rebuilding it.

In Demoulins' view, it would be more efficient to destroy it directly rather than go through such a long and complicated process.

It has to be rebuilt anyway.

Demoulin's silence seemed to make the other party understand what he was thinking.

"Demulan, don't forget how your daughter died."

“Including my parents, every single one of them is a victim.”

"Our goal has never been to start wars, but to unify the thoughts of all the worlds, so that there is no war in any world."

"In the past, have you ever seen a world where the entire world is united?"

“Every country in every world is vying for resources in other countries’ regions, and internal wars never cease.”

"It is precisely because humans are greedy that wars have never ceased."

"War is merely a means for us to end everything, not our primary objective."

One could hear the hatred for war in the tone of that authoritative voice.

"it is good."

Upon hearing the other party's reply, Demoulins gave up trying to persuade them.

She turned to look into the depths of the island, at the backs of countless busy Hafk soldiers, her eyes revealing helplessness.

These soldiers are different from those who fight all over the world.

Each one possesses sentience.

Suddenly, that authoritative voice rang out again, its tone full of interest.

"By the way, I have something interesting to tell you."

"In the past world, there was a man named Liu Yan. Do you remember him?"

Upon hearing the name Liu Yan, Demulan's body trembled violently!

A fleeting look of fear crossed his eyes.

Demoulan slowly spoke:

"That madman who kills everyone, friend or foe, just to win?"

The authoritative voice chuckled softly:

"By the way, in this world, I met someone named Liu Yan."

After hearing what the other person said, Demulan's pupils were filled with shock, and the fear deep in his heart instantly surfaced.

That was the closest she ever came to death.

"It has the same name as the previous one, but looks different."

"He's quite strong, but based on my observation, he's much weaker than Liu Yan from that world, and his personality... is much easier to get along with."

"Do you think it's possible that he came here using the Heart of Africa?"

In that authoritative voice, Demulan detected no fear or apprehension whatsoever; instead, he seemed intrigued.

Demoulan's eyes quickly returned to normal, his tone tinged with disdain:

"Even he failed, just like those guys from GTI and Rhodes Island."

"War is a contest of technology, and they are far less powerful than us."

"Even if it's a contest of individual strength, I'm not afraid of him at all now."

Demulan glanced at the M700 sniper rifle in his hand; a flash of red light appeared on it.

"Mr. Jacob."

"The capabilities of the Heart of Africa are indeed very strong."

Chapter 184 Independent Regiment

......

Three years later—Sanchuan City.

"Ah! It's almost done! I thought it would only take two months, but then I went out for a bit and haven't been back for three years!"

On the deserted streets covered in yellow sand, Fuki, dressed in tattered clothes, clutched his hair, looking somewhat mentally broken.

The air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses.

Two vultures were tearing at a carcass that was already rotting and infested with maggots.

The arrival of the crowd caused several rats under the corpse to quickly scurry into the dilapidated house.

Chen Yu swatted at the mosquitoes, his clothes equally tattered, and gritted his teeth as he said:

"Damn it, if it weren't for those independent regiments, we would have been finished long ago."

Based on the distribution of Longwu's operatives and special personnel across various provinces and cities, it wouldn't have taken this long to clean up the entire country.

In other words, they don't need to travel all that way.

After the cleanup is complete, the survivors can be counted, and then the city can be rebuilt little by little, with everyone mobilized for war.

Train tactics in order to prepare for future battles.

But six months after the arrival, some operatives, as well as some ordinary people who had acquired firearms, were involved.

They spontaneously formed a variety of scattered gangs.

These people are now also known as the Independent Regiment.

Liu Yan looked tired and wasn't surprised, but he still sighed helplessly.

"This phenomenon is inevitable."

"Without technology, it would be very difficult to mobilize large numbers of people or to make contact between provinces and cities."

"It is difficult to achieve uniformity."

"Under such conditions, it is not surprising that various factions carved up their own territories."

Chen Yu glanced at the more than four thousand soldiers following behind them.