National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

The flashlight light was like a divine presence, illuminating the ceiling of the basement.

Under the beam of light, each slave held up a blue bird, their expressions firm and sharp.

"It's late at night now, they may still be asleep."

Kennkubo had great confidence. The guards would never have thought that they had the key to the basement.

"Yeah." Zhang Yang walked up the steps, came to the iron gate and inserted the key.

This key is not complicated, and Zhang Yang observed it for a long time while waiting in line.

In order to confirm some details, Zhang Yang pretended to fall and touched it a few times.

The replica in my hand is extremely similar to the original.

click-

After Zhang Yang fiddled with it for a while, the key was successfully inserted into the keyhole.

As Zhang Yang turned right, the door opened with a click!

A ray of moonlight shone through the gap, and everyone looked at each other, all of them happy.

"Everyone remember to keep quiet. Once we get the guns and weapons, this place will be ours."

Zhang Yang directed everyone and slowly opened the door. He took a step with his right foot and was the first to walk out of the basement.

The long-lost fresh air slides into the chest, making people unable to help but take another breath.

The bright moonlight sprinkles on the ground, covering everything with a hazy veil.

Bathed in the breath of freedom, Zhang Yang spread his arms in enjoyment.

"Come one by one, and be careful." Zhang Yang turned around and continued to direct the team.

The dusty slave laborers tiptoed out of the basement, their eyes full of disbelief and desire for freedom.

"finally!"

“Is this freedom…?”

The slave laborers who returned to the ground cried for joy, hugged each other, and shed tears as they expressed their feelings.

The defense outside was indeed lax at night. There was no one in the watchtower, and the only light source was on the third floor of the main building.

If the second floor of the main building is the caretaker's restaurant, then the third floor is most likely where they live.

I saw a beam of flashlight coming from the distance of the camp, and gradually I could hear a few scattered footsteps.

The sound of approaching footsteps.

"Hush, patrol!" Zhang Yang quickly retracted his body and signaled the slaves to be quiet.

The slaves lowered their heads with looks of fear. Most of them had already come out of the basement, and it would be impossible for them to go back quietly in a short time.

Once that patrol turns the corner, they'll be discovered!

"Baker, do you remember the hobbies we talked about during the day?" Zhang Yang looked at Baker.

"Hobby... violin?"

"Well, I already have a voice in my head now." Zhang Yang pointed his finger at his head with a firm look.

"Understood. Team Three, follow me!" Baker immediately understood and led the members of Team Three to go around to the trench from the other side.

"Team one and team two, stay where you are and don't make any noise." Zhang Yang instructed.

"Yes."

"What about the patrol team?" one of the slaves asked worriedly.

"Leave it to me." Zhang Yang nodded confidently, then stuck to the cover and moved around the camp like a shadow.

As a veteran, Zhang Yang’s training in his previous life was not in vain.

Obstacle running, tumbling, crawling.

Zhang Yang was already familiar with the layout here during the day, and he was even more adept at it at night, easily passing through layers of obstacles.

He squatted in front of a row of containers and heard footsteps coming from the side and then going far away.

dong dong dong...

"What a boring shift..."

"That's right. The slaves are all in the basement. There's no need for patrols."

The conversation became clearer and clearer, and as the beam of light around the corner became brighter, Zhang Yang's heart began to pound.

"I heard that the people from Lanluo Highlands and Luoqingshan District have united, and there may be another war soon."

"There will be no peace in a place like this. As younger brothers, we earn every day we live."

wow——

Just as the soldier finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly rushed over from the corner, knocking him down with terrifying force, and the guard next to him was so scared that he quickly took the gun off his back.

click -

Zhang Yang exerted force with both hands, and the soldier's neck was immediately twisted off. Then he started the Dragon Dance, and Zhang Yang's body shuttled through the darkness like a shadow.

The soldier who had finally managed to steady the SKS was tripped by a sweeping kick from Zhang Yang's afterimage before he could even take aim.

"Ouch!" The soldier knocked out a front tooth and was about to shout but Zhang Yang covered his mouth and then punched him.

Hyperactivity

The soldier only felt as if a huge hammer had hit his eye socket, his brain instantly froze and he lost consciousness.

After killing the two men, Zhang Yang quickly checked their guns.

One SKS and one S12K.

Although they were all rubbish guns, Zhang Yang still carried them on his back.

Zhang Yang activated the Dragon Dance and quickly headed towards the main building. Just as he was about to sneak into the building, two footsteps were heard in the corridor upstairs.

Zhang Yang immediately pressed his body against the wall, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Two flashlight beams from the upstairs kept scanning back and forth on the ground.

Just as the flashlight was about to shine on the bodies of the two people, one of them sneezed, causing the flashlight to shake violently.

"Why didn't I see them?

"You're not going to find a place to slack off, are you?"

"Go down and have a look."

"Ah."

Hearing that the two men were about to come down, Zhang Yang immediately pointed the muzzle of the SKS at the stairs on the right.

But then I thought again, it wouldn't work because once the gunshots were heard, it would inevitably alert everyone in the entire building.

Zhang Yang moved quickly and silently came to the corner next to the stairs.

He wanted to use the same trick again and get rid of these two people.

dong dong dong...

Soon, the sound of two people walking up the stairs came from upstairs.

"If you ask me, this night shift is really unnecessary. Those slaves can't leave."

"Do you really think the night shift is to prevent slave labor? It's mainly to prevent intruders from outside."

"For a camp this big, there must be a few night watchmen."

"Huh? Who is it!"

The moment the man turned around, Zhang Yang's fist was already whistling towards him, and terrifying force burst out, hitting the man's face hard.

"Fuck, fuck him!" Who knew that this man was actually the strong man who whipped Zhang Yang during the day. He did not fall down after being hit by Zhang Yang, but staggered back a few steps.

Only then did Zhang Yang realize how strong this man was.

"Enemy attack!" The guard next to him was even more nervous. He picked up the M3A1 in his hand and fired into the air.

Hyperactivity

not good!

As the gunshots rang out, lights in many rooms of the building quickly lit up, and bursts of hurried footsteps were heard from upstairs.

"Fuck!" Now that he was exposed, Zhang Yang stopped pretending and picked up the S12K and sprayed it at the old man.

Hyperactivity

"Ah ah ah..."

The legs of Lao Liu were immediately penetrated by the dense Wulu bullets.

He fell to the ground with his legs hugged, letting out a shrill roar.

"You have a gun?" The sturdy man still had the gun on his back. He didn't expect that Zhang Yang would have a gun.

At this moment, he also understood why he didn't see the two people who were patrolling tonight.