National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

It was late at night, and the inky night sky was dotted with twinkling stars.

All the warriors who were ready to die gathered in front of the gate of Bluebird Camp.

Looking at the tall plaque at the door, everyone felt reluctant but also expectant.

They knew that as long as the entire mountain area was unified, they would be able to come back.

By then, the bluebird will fly to a wider world.

"Boss, everything is ready." Alang came to the conference room on the first floor to remind Zhang Yang.

"I know, come over right away."

After Zhang Yang replied, Alang left first.

The lights were off in the empty meeting room, with only Zhang Yang left.

The two guards who returned brought valuable intelligence.

Even the architectural floor plan inside Luoqingshan District was roughly outlined for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was even more amazed after checking it out.

The opponent's camp is more than twice as large as the Bluebird Camp.

The number of troops has reached over a hundred, and there are many senior generals in the camp!

Although the leader has not been found, his equipment and strength must be quite good.

Such detailed information was a pleasant surprise, but it also made Zhang Yang more clearly aware of the gap in strength between them and Luo Qingshan District.

Looking at the golden reflection of the M59 bullets in the BM80 magazine, Zhang Yang showed a nostalgic look.

I don’t know when it started, but I actually started to feel fear.

This is not what a Juventus player should look like.

Zhang Yang smiled and sighed.

The real dark zone world is far from being as easy to explore as in the novel.

The gap between life and death was infinitely shortened until it became a long straight line like a steel wire.

This night attack would surely be a battle with heavy losses and little chance of survival, but if they don't fight, they will only die more miserably.

It would be nice if you were around, my boss, my apprentice...

Looking at the two empty sofas next to him, Zhang Yang's eyes appeared with their lively shadows.

Clearly, they were celebrating at home, having a picnic in the valley, and preparing to sign up at a fast food restaurant just a second ago...

Zhang Yang picked up the BM59, stood up resolutely, and walked toward the moonlit outside.

"Brothers, it's time to go!"

……

Camp gate.

"Bluebirds will win!"

"Bluebirds will win!"

Encouraged by Buck and Victor, morale was high, as if their enemies were nothing more than locusts and grasshoppers in the wheat fields.

Zhang Yang has not yet told the two of them about the specific strength of Luo Qingshan District.

"Boss, should we make a rough battle plan?" As they approached the camp gate, Alang asked excitedly.

As the battle is approaching, a lot of adrenaline is secreted into his body, and he looks quite energetic.

"Let's get in the car first, and we'll talk in the car."

Zhang Yang sat in the back seat of the Nottel T1, while Alang, Baker and Victor also sat in the co-pilot seat and the seats next to the back seat respectively.

The person driving the car was one of Zhang Yang's personal guards, including those sitting in the back of the car.

The rest of the soldiers followed on foot behind the vehicle.

The Bluebird Camp suddenly became an empty camp. In the night, there was only a glowing convoy moving on the dark mountain road.

……

"It's 8 o'clock in the evening now. When we arrive at the camp in Luoqing Mountain area, it will be around 12 o'clock in the morning."

Zhang Yang roughly calculated the time based on the distance.

"Come on, I'll briefly tell you the information I got."

……

Among the rolling mountains under the night sky, a unique natural landscape is exposed.

There are endless stones, either stacked or scattered, covering the entire sight in various forms.

There are some scattered plants in the cracks between the stones, which are the few green spots in this desolate scene.

In the flat area in the center of the mountains, there is a large glowing camp.

The camp was surrounded by a large fence with irregularly shaped iron sheets tied on top.

Inside are camouflage tents of various sizes, and the candlelight inside reflects people's shadows on the tent surfaces.

Further in, there are low bungalows, and from time to time one can hear the sound of talking and laughing.

The most eye-catching is the old building in the center.

The old building covers an area of ​​100 square meters and is the only tall building here.

It is about three stories high. During the day, you can overlook the entire camp from the balcony on the third floor.

On the road to the camp, the bonfire was crackling and the dancing flames were dancing in the darkness, casting an orange-red glow on the nearby tents.

Even though it was late at night, the camp was very busy, with people coming and going all holding items.

Inside a camouflage tent, two workers in plain clothes were assembling the parts in front of them into a complete gun bit by bit under the flickering candlelight.

The same thing happened in other tents around.

They were originally wanderers in the Luoqing Mountain area. After being captured by Luo Qing's forces, they were forcibly taken into the camp.

"I'm so tired. When will this kind of life end?"

The worker obviously hadn't washed his face for a long time. He was unkempt, dirty, and smelled of shoe polish and rust.

"Once we are promoted to lieutenants, we can also live in the bungalow."

Another worker was busy working while comforting the other person.

"Humph, in the end, I'm just being their cannon fodder. If I had known this would happen, I would have just died and put an end to it all."

But the other party didn't buy his trick and there was only regret on his face.

"I heard that the situation in the Kro Mountains in the east and the Yawen Snow Mountains in the north is even worse."

The latter chattered on and on:

"One was locked up in a basement as a slave and could only eat rat meat, while the other had to grow potatoes in the freezing cold!"

"Hmph, to put it bluntly, the only difference between us and them is that we have an extra gun, but we can only touch it when we are fighting."

Just as the two workers were complaining, a voice of urging in a stern tone was heard outside the tent.

"Move quickly!"

"Don't be lazy!"

No need to think, the inspectors are here.

Then, a corner of their tent was lifted up by the muzzle of a gun, and a pair of sinister eyes stared inside.

This was one of the "lieutenants" in the camp, and he had come to see how their work was being done.

Each of them was equipped with a gun and lived and ate in a bungalow.

And those workers in the tents were servants and had no military rank.

When going into war, they are only equipped with the worst equipment and have to rush to the front as cannon fodder.

Normally, we eat the leftovers of the lieutenant and his men.

Only those who survived the war and made contributions could be promoted to lieutenant or captain depending on the size of their military achievements.

In addition to the servants, lieutenants, and captains, there is one person who is above everyone else, and that is their leader - Alex.

Second floor of the main building.

A tall and strong man was walking alone towards the meeting room at the end of the corridor.

He wore a wide-brimmed black leather military cap and a gray scarf around his neck.

He wore a dark long military coat on his upper body and a pair of black breeches on his lower body that tightly wrapped around his leg muscles.

He was wearing a pair of black high combat boots, which made a dull sound with every step.

He is the boss of Luoqingshan District - Alex.