National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Louis' mouth opened into an O shape, unable to believe that Zhang Yang's marksmanship was so superb. He also began to speculate about his true identity, wondering if he was the king of special forces.

Zhang Yang just calmly checked the magazine, and after confirming that there was more than half of it left, he began to block the smoke and pave the way.

呲——

呲——

Sisisisi…

White smoke rose with the wind, and the commander of the Fourth Legion was completely panicked.

This place is 2.5 kilometers away from the Bluebird Camp. Who is the other party?

People from Yawen Snow Mountain?

"Boss, what should we do?" The death of nearly ten brothers has already cast a shadow on the remaining soldiers.

As the smoke spread nearby, their effective field of vision became smaller and smaller.

There are only about 20 people in a legion, and half of them are gone!

And all this happened in less than ten seconds.

呲——

呲——

Sisisisi…

Zhang Yang and Louis took up another cigarette and approached in the chaos.

Under the influence of six or seven smoke bombs, everything around was white.

"Hmph, stop playing tricks! Come out if you have the guts!" After hearing only two footsteps, the commander of the Fourth Legion mustered up his courage again.

His weapon is a sharp weapon specially given to him by the leader - USAS!

"In front, everyone concentrate their fire!"

The approximate location of Zhang Yang and Louis could be determined from the footsteps, and the soldiers fired into the smoke in fear.

bang bang bang...

Da da da……

Kang! Kang!

Boom——

The scene soon became chaotic, but Zhang Yang and Louis, who were hiding quietly in the corner, were safe and sound.

Yes, the footsteps heard by the other party were the footsteps sound generator that Zhang Yang created using the Transformation of All Things!

"Footstep sounder?! Boy, you're done!"

The legion commander rushed to the front, but he saw a pair of glowing red shoes on the smoky ground. He became angry and roared fire into the smoke again.

Hyperactive hyperactive hyperactive——

The horrifying bullets were sprayed into the smoke, and no one knew whether they hit the target or not.

But Zhang Yang, who was eavesdropping on the other side, was suddenly enlightened.

U spray?

U spray!!!

Louis lowered his head with some trembling. It was the first time he heard of a shotgun with such a fast firing rate, and he couldn't help swallowing.

They were safe and sound because of the cover of the smoke. Once the smoke clears, they will surely be reduced to ashes at this distance!

No, I must protect the boss and evacuate!

"Boss, run, I'll hold them off!" Knowing that the smoke was about to dissipate, Louis stood up resolutely.

He wanted to rush out of the cover and fight the enemy to the death, but Zhang Yang grabbed his arm.

"It's okay, leave it to me."

I wonder if it’s Louis’ illusion, but is there a fire in the boss’ eyes?

It seems like it's about to burst out!

That fire was not the fire of anger, nor the fire of hunting, but more like the fire of greed!

"Watch this." At this moment, Zhang Yang's adrenaline soared. After coming to this world for so long, he finally encountered U-spray!

Zhang Yang's domain expanded, and Randall Fisher's shadow was so huge that it looked like a giant.

"bring it on!"

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

He clenched the Pharaoh and fired into the smoke. The muzzle of the gun shook violently and disorderly, occasionally rising up and swinging left and right.

The sudden explosion of the Pharaoh's buzzing sound was like a burst of violent thunder roaring wildly in the ears.

Louis only felt his eardrums hurt and his head buzzed.

Every gunshot sounded like a cannonball exploding, and the powerful sound waves impacted the surroundings, as if they could shatter the air!

The gunshots were continuous, as if countless angry dragons were roaring in unison. The huge sound seemed to break through the clouds and create cracks in the sky.

In an instant, the weather changed drastically. Dust storms blew up on the ground, and the sky was covered with leaden dark clouds like the end of the world.

Soon, the world became quiet.

Deathly silence.

Zhang Yang was half-kneeling on the ground exhausted, and the barrel of the Pharaoh's gun was already red from being burned.

Wisps of white smoke floated out of the muzzle, and the surrounding smoke began to dissipate.

Louis took his hands away from his ears. There was nothing around except corpses lying all over the place.

As Zhang Yang lost his strength, the rolling dust nearby dissipated with the wind, and the dark clouds in the sky faded away like an illusion.

Everything returned to normal, but if it weren't for the conspicuous corpse on the ground, it would seem as if nothing had happened.

"Boss, are you okay?" Louis came to his senses and hurriedly helped Zhang Yang up.

"It's okay." Zhang Yang said slowly.

"How is it, did you learn it?" Louis was surprised that this was the first sentence Zhang Yang said after he recovered.

"Boss, I can't learn this."

Louis also hopes that his bullets can find the enemy by themselves, but there is no way, he is just an ordinary person.

"Stick your head out to fire, turn your head to dodge. People's necks won't be so sensitive in the future." Zhang Yang said with a slight sigh.

"Okay, I remember it." Although Louis didn't understand why Zhang Yang said that, he still silently memorized the head-shaking movement in his mind.

"We have taken it down here, but I don't know how Baker is doing." Zhang Yang looked weak, but there was also a hint of worry.

Luoqingshan District——North mountain road.

bang bang bang...

Baker's assault team was large in number and had a large target, so the two sides soon began fighting among the rocks.

"Damn it! They still have the strength to stop us. Report to the leader, we have been ambushed! Attack from the front!"

The commander of the Fifth Legion reported quickly into the headset. He was now covered in dust and looked very embarrassed.

"Hold them back." Jason received the message and just learned about the news from the Fourth Legion.

"They actually have the troops to block the two wings. They really underestimated the Blue Bird." Jason didn't expect that the Blue Bird force would have so many people.

This was far from what they had originally expected.

It now seems that it is almost impossible to get the Blue Jays at a very low price.

Their Lanluo camp will also bleed.

"Dean!" Jason turned the tactical headset to Dean's channel.

"I'm here."

"Let's launch a general attack. You, the Second Legion, will lead the charge."

Jason's cold command came from the headset.

"Yes!" Dean had some doubts, but still accepted the order.

"Brothers, move forward!" Dean shouted loudly, and the soldiers on the hillside quickly took action.

"rush!"

"Bluebird is almost dead, let's launch a general attack now!" Dean shouted hoarsely, but he felt a little unwilling in his heart.

Letting their Second Legion take the lead is actually just being cannon fodder.

In the end, the First Legion, led by the leader himself, had the highest survival rate.

As a general, he loved his younger brother deeply.

But the moment the military order was issued, the fate of their entire legion was decided.

"Brothers, rush!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the long curved saber from his waist. There was a sharp "sizzling" sound of friction between the sharp blade and the scabbard.

The voice was cold and harsh, suddenly tearing a crack in the smoke, reminding Dean of his childhood dream.

At that time, I was wearing imitation armor, holding a toy sword, and fantasizing about becoming a Jinyiwei of an ancient oriental country.

Act decisively and handle special matters promptly.

Behead first and report later, royal authority has granted permission.

"Charge!!"

Back to reality, the younger brothers around me charged forward one after another.

dong dong dong... dong dong dong...

The sky was filled with dust and sand, and from a distance it looked like the entire hillside was shaking.

"Oh no, they are coming!" Ah Lang clenched his weapon tightly, feeling anxious:

"With our current strength, I'm afraid we can't hold on, right?"

"Even if we can't hold on, we have to hold on!" Victor raised his head and looked at the large group of enemies rushing down the mountain in front of him.

Ah Lang looked at the temporary commander in front of him, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes.

Deep and calm, no fear, no hesitation.

If I must describe it in words, it can only be "looking death in the face and returning home."