National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Along the coast of the mainland, a magnificent warship was quietly docked at the edge of the port city, like a steel behemoth sleeping in the harbor.

The coastal cities stretch inland like a magnificent picture that unfolds slowly. Head west and cross the bridge.

In the center of the city stands a towering building, with the eye-catching letters "KMNTV" on top, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Next to the building stands a unique circular sub-tower, which is like a shining pearl, emitting eye-catching light.

The building's sleek lines are smooth and graceful, and the huge circular main structure is wrapped in a glass curtain wall.

The glass, as clear as a mirror, reflects colorful light under the sunlight.

"Reporting to the commander, Weaver and his team have been out of contact for more than 24 hours. I think the Heart of Africa may have..."

On the top floor of the radio station, a soldier in a blue and white uniform was squatting and reporting under the dim light.

The man in front was dressed neatly and stood with his hands behind his back. Although only his mysterious back was exposed, he exuded a powerful majesty.

"What... You even dare to steal things from our Judgment Group?"

After hearing this, the leader slowly turned around and his brows gradually moved together.

His face was as cold as iron, and his eyes were as sharp as swords, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Commander, what should we do next? We have been planning this for so long, but in the end..." The subordinate gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

He was still half-squatting on the ground and didn't stand up.

"Pass on Rezher Williams."

"Yes!" After the subordinate left, the door was soon knocked by another person.

"Enter."

The visitor was an agent with a strong aura, wearing a dark grey windbreaker and walking in steady steps.

The man had a resolute face, and the years had carved a few shallow lines on his face, but they added to his calm temperament.

His eyes were deep and sharp, his straight nose and tightly pursed lips revealed determination.

After entering the door, he walked straight towards the leader at the end, revealing a powerful aura in his every move.

"Chief, you are looking for me." Rezhe Williams half-knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully.

"Someone attacked our transport convoy, and the Heart of Africa was lost."

"Heart of Africa..." After hearing those four words, Lei Zhe's face trembled barely perceptibly.

"You know what to do."

"Understood." Rezhe Williams raised his head again, his eyes covered with a special purple light.

He suppressed his surging mental power and let the shadow behind him that was about to rise and fall dissipate.

……

In a mysterious and treacherous land, the red swamp and the dense jungle merge clearly together.

In the swamp, red muddy water flows slowly, with strange bubbles appearing on the surface, as if the wound of the earth is bleeding.

There are some strange-shaped vegetation growing sparsely around, struggling to survive in this harsh environment.

The adjacent jungle has tall and dense trees, whose branches and leaves interweave to form a dark green sky.

The Hongswamp Inn is located at the junction of the swamp and the forest, winding along a narrow plank road.

The plank road is made of rough wooden boards, some of which have rotted away and make a creaking sound when walking on them.

Zhang Yang and Nanqiang walked along the plank road towards the town of Bumed Swamp.

"This is my first time seeing a swamp." Nanqiang held the handrail of the plank road tightly and looked around vigilantly, fearing that he would fall off the plank road and fall into the swamp below.

In TV dramas, once you get stuck in it, it’s hard to get out.

"It's okay. If you fall in, I will help you shout for help and ask your Vice President Gordon to rescue you." Zhang Yang joked casually.

"Gordon? When he comes, we won't be able to find my body!" Nanqiang pointed speechlessly.

"Look ahead, we're finally here." Zhang Yang patted him and turned around.

Not far away, a medieval-style town appeared in their sight.

The towering city walls are built of huge stones and look weathered and heavy.

On the city wall, watchtowers are scattered throughout, and the guards keep a vigilant eye on the surrounding movements at all times.

"Neber Chamber of Commerce! Here I come~" Nanqiang's eyes lit up and he strode forward excitedly.

Walking into the town, the two also saw a new world.

This place is not as prosperous as Hongcheng, but it is much better than ordinary small towns.

The narrow streets are winding and paved with irregular stone slabs. Most of the houses on the street are wooden structures with pointy roofs scattered in an orderly manner.

The streets of this town are quite busy, with vendors of all kinds scattered on both sides of the road, shouting at the top of their lungs.

An auntie selling fruit, wearing a coarse floral skirt, a faded apron tied around her waist, and a headscarf on her head. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand and shouted loudly: "Tanghulu~"

"Da Jin, Da Jin, don't miss it if you pass by!" An old man selling porcelain was sitting next to them, wearing a gray gown with slightly worn cuffs.

He put his hands on his hips, and said in a hoarse but powerful voice, "Brother, do you want Dajin?"

The old man's shouting immediately attracted the attention of Zhang Yang and Nanqiang, but when they looked closely, they were shocked by the items on the stall.

Paracord, impact-resistant hard plastic, car batteries, plaster statues!

Plurulululu... (sound effect)

"Dajin?" Nanqiang was speechless. What kind of collection of junk is this!

There was also a young man wearing an old-fashioned steel helmet and a white shirt.

"Brother, do you want to buy a helmet? I sell this directly from the factory, all at the lowest price!"

"Level 61 steel helmet?" Zhang Yang was attracted by the old-fashioned steel helmet on his head. Although this helmet was only level , it could withstand an M bullet in the previous life's game!

"How much is your AN95 helmet?" The Jinyiwei armor that Nanqiang was wearing already had level five protection. If he had a level five helmet, it would be a sure kill!

"8! Just take it!"

"Only 8?" Nanqiang looked at Zhang Yang in disbelief, and the latter also looked confused.

They saw at the inn in the Doz River Jungle a few days ago that the level 20 head armor started at , but it was so cheap here?

"Boss, is your AN95 authentic?" Zhang Yang knocked on the AN95 helmet with two finger joints, and a hard sound was heard.

This AN95 head also comes with a mask. If it is real, you will make a profit if you buy it!

"This one is definitely authentic! The goods in our area are all at the lowest prices. Many people buy them and then sell them elsewhere!"

"Go somewhere else to sell...do business?" Nanqiang and Zhang Yang, who realized it belatedly, looked at each other and immediately understood why this was called "Merchant's Paradise".

"The prices here are stable, and our Chamber of Commerce has cooperation with many first-class forces. Only here and in Nid Canyon can we buy such cheap things."

"When you get to Jinhai or other places, prices start to become unstable!" the guy selling helmets continued to explain.

"So that's how it is... But why are the prices in Jinhai unstable even though they belong to the same Niber Chamber of Commerce?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"Oh, there are so many local tyrants in Jinhai, and there are so many underground black markets, and gangs often exchange fire."

“That’s why, even though it’s the Chamber of Commerce’s main city, it’s also the most unsafe place.” The young man rubbed his hands together and explained nonchalantly.

"The main city of the Niber Chamber of Commerce has become the most unsafe place?"

This conclusion was too counterintuitive. Zhang Yang and Nanqiang looked at each other in bewilderment.