National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

At this point, I should first deal with the issue of my own gun.

The M300 that can fire level bullets is definitely one of them, but it still lacks a main weapon.

"Alang, let those who are free in the camp come and gather first."

"okay."

As soon as Zhang Yang gave the order, Alang immediately went to pass on the message. Except for the people Victor brought to repair the bunker and the people Baker brought out, almost everyone else came.

"Put your guns here first."

Zhang Yang asked some people to collect the guns first and put them in the arms storage area on the first floor so that he could choose.

The younger brothers quickly followed suit, and all hoped that their guns would be chosen by Zhang Yang.

A pile of neatly arranged guns soon appeared on the ground, flashing with metallic light, dazzling the eyes.

These firearms come in a wide variety of types, the main types being pistols, carbines and shotguns.

There are various models, some are small and easy to carry, while others are huge and have amazing power in close combat.

The pistol was automatically ignored by Zhang Yang, and he only looked at the main weapon.

MP133、S12K、SKS、SPR310、莫辛、SA85M、M870、BM59。

Zhang Yang's eyes swept over these guns one by one, and a burst of panic sounded in his heart.

There are only semi-automatic firearms here, not even T79 or T85!

"Is it rich, boss? Is it true that you can't spend all the money?" a younger brother asked expectantly.

"Well, I can't spend it all." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In the previous life, this would definitely be a wanderer's warehouse!

Most of these guns are very old and not very valuable, so you can’t directly use your talent to transform them into the Pharaoh of your dreams.

After much hesitation, Zhang Yang chose a BM59, because he had practiced with this gun in his previous life and his proficiency was over 60%.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang came up with another idea.

"I almost forgot, I have another talent." Zhang Yang slapped his head and realized that he had an SS-level talent - a military master!

Talent effect: consume a certain amount of materials and mental energy to improve the firearm itself, giving it new functions or enhancing its original attributes.

"Do you have any steel?" Zhang Yang called Alang.

"Steel...Yes, I'll get it." Alang immediately ran towards the container.

Then he used tools to cut off the iron sheet of the container and lifted it in front of Zhang Yang.

"Boss, this should be iron."

"Yeah." Zhang Yang held the iron in his left hand and the gun in his right hand. He expended his mental energy and began to improve each of his guns.

Although they are all rubbish guns, this can at least improve the accuracy and range of these guns.

It also indirectly improves the overall strength of the army.

Of course, the gun is just a carrier and the bullet is the soul.

After repairing all the guns on the ground, Zhang Yang was exhausted.

"You guys take your guns back. I'll use this BM59 first."

"Good boss!"

After the brothers dispersed, they immediately returned to their respective posts.

Zhang Yang went to the bullet storage area alone and picked up two 7.62x51 second-stage bullets.

"Transform everything... Try it."

With the mentality of giving it a try, Zhang Yang began a bold attempt.

He held the bullets in his palms, and with a thought, the two bullets did not change at all.

"Do you want more?" Zhang Yang took two more, a total of four level 2 bullets in his palm.

Everything in my mind started to transform, and the sense of touch in my hands also changed.

He opened his palm and the four bullets in his palm suddenly became one!

7.62x51 model, three-stage bullet!

It worked!

"Really?"

Zhang Yang was very happy because it meant that he could rely on continuous synthesis to eventually produce the M61 bullet!

Next, I just need to simply improve the proficiency of BM59, and I am afraid that I will return to the peak of Juventus!

"Boss, something bad has happened!" Alang's anxious voice came, and he rushed over panting.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang immediately became alert. Could it be that people from other camps have already started attacking?

"Here they come! The convoy is back!" Ah Lang felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Those people were the ones that the original guards were wary of.

"Okay. I got it. Let a few people with good marksmanship go up to the watchtower, and we'll open the door to welcome them." Zhang Yang immediately deployed the action.

finally come.

If they didn't come back, Zhang Yang would not be able to sleep.

The best weapons and equipment in the entire camp are on them, Zhang Yang must get them back.

……

"Boss, I always feel a little uneasy." The driver muttered softly on the Nottel T1.

"I told you, we were attacked by people from Lanluo Heights. No problem."

Bill didn't care and stretched one hand out of the window, feeling the strong wind blowing in his face.

If the food in the car had not run out, he would have wanted to travel for a few more days.

In this dark world of war, how precious it is to enjoy life.

"Boss, why has the plaque changed?" The soldier sitting in the back row expressed his confusion when they arrived in front of the camp.

"Changed the name?" Bill scratched his head and didn't think too much about it.

Seeing that the camp gate was open for them, the driver drove in.

"No, boss. These faces look so strange!" After entering the camp, one of the younger brothers immediately noticed something was wrong.

The spiked fence ahead also blocked the car's path.

"Oh no!" Bill was about to draw his gun when fire from all directions came towards them.

Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-

Kang-Kang-Kang-

"Uh-huh~"

"Ugh~"

On the left, on the right, in front, on the watchtower!

Fire from four directions swept towards the vehicle. The soldiers sitting in the back of the vehicle had no cover at all and immediately fell down in the hail of bullets.

As Zhang Yang had emphasized before, Bill, the pilot and the co-pilot, were also killed first by concentrated fire!

"Hit gently, everyone." Zhang Yang, who was watching from a distance, felt sorry for Nottel T1, but then he thought that he could fix it with his talent, so he calmed down.

bang bang bang...

Da da da da…

"Uh-huh~"

The few survivors in the car immediately launched a counterattack, but the Nottel T1 soon exploded under the concentrated fire!

Boom——

The blazing flames suddenly leaped up from the body of the car, spreading rapidly like a furious beast, and completely engulfed the entire truck in the blink of an eye.

The raging flames danced violently, and the truck twisted and deformed in the raging flames, gradually turning into a pile of burning wreckage.

Thick smoke and acrid smells were everywhere, and the younger brothers retreated for safety reasons.

The battle is over!

The enemy's combat skills and equipment are indeed better, but they can't play their role at all when they are in a car and are attacked by surprise.

Even Bill, the former strong general of the camp, was killed by the heavy gunfire.

Using the tactic of catching a turtle in a jar, the victory was won in less than two minutes.

This is the charm of tactics.

"Great, we won!"

"Long Live the Bluebird!"

If the previous rebellion gave everyone a new life, then this battle once again provided everyone with confidence.

Now they are in hot form and are full of fighting spirit.