National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

It’s not just the Crow Mountains.

Yawen Snow Mountain, Bluebird Mountain Area and Luoqing Mountain Area also encountered invasions by body spirits.

Based on Bluebird's mature military system, it has not shown any signs of decline at present.

The commanders of the various mountainous areas also steadily moved the front lines back, turning defense into offense.

Take advantage of the terrain and achieve great results with small efforts.

In the center of the northern mountains, spirit bodies also appeared.

Jingle bell…jingle bell…

The phone of the communicator in the hotel was bombarded with calls, and almost all the small teams scattered across the mountainous area engaged in a firefight with the body spirits.

A patrol team near the parking lot discovered the ghosts gathering from all directions, and without saying a word, they unleashed heavy fire.

"Is this the body spirit? Brothers, fight him!"

bang bang bang...

sizzle...

"Uh-huh~"

"Uh-huh~"

"I'll throw a grenade!"

Boom——

"Uh-huh~"

The spirit body transformed from black gas is as heavy as a piece of paper, and a grenade can blow up a whole area.

"Hmph, that's it? Brothers, keep killing!" The soldiers' morale was high and they even began to pursue the victory.

The 500 soldiers in the mountains are the most elite of Bluebird, and the equipment they carry is also the best among Bluebird soldiers.

Each small team easily defeated the small number of body-spirit groups.

Everyone was full of confidence, and some even had the idea of ​​pressing on with their victory.

"No, the boss has ordered that we can only move around in the central area of ​​the mountain area. Once we go beyond this area, it may be dangerous." The captain immediately stopped the arrogant soldier.

The area ahead was the boundary of the game map of the previous life, and it was also the area that Zhang Yang ordered them not to leave.

"Tsk, what's there to be afraid of these spirits? In my opinion, their fighting ability is only stronger than that of ordinary wanderers."

The soldier naturally obeyed the order and came back, but he continued to chatter.

"The boss has his own considerations. Those things are so evil, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid? I have a gun in my hand, why should I be afraid?" Soldiers have longed to hold guns since they were young, to uphold justice and eliminate violence.

So he joined the Blue Birds, and because of his outstanding performance, he became the vice-captain of the elite team.

In his opinion, the spirit that is neither human nor ghost is too consistent with the image of a bad guy.

As long as they are "bad guys", he can attack them without any hesitation without worrying about being condemned by others.

"Your thoughts are very dangerous. Although it is a war era now, excessive warmongering can sometimes lead to obsession." The captain kindly advised and called him to the side.

"Oh." The other party still didn't care.

"Why hasn't the battle at the observation deck been completed yet?"

While they stopped to reorganize, fierce gunfire was heard from the observation deck in the distance.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" A series of deafening sounds, like bursts of extremely dull thunder, broke the silent sky.

Each sound seemed to carry endless power and majesty, impacting the soldiers' eardrums wave after wave, inspiring awe.

"I don't know." The captain shook his head and continued to load bullets.

Many of them have witnessed the creation process of the body spirit with their own eyes and know that the body spirit is the incarnation of black energy.

So it is not surprising no matter where the body spirit appears.

"Your battlefield performance is still far from perfect—"

A faint shout came from the observation deck, but by the time it reached the parking lot, it was so quiet that it was almost inaudible.

"Wow, which guy is doing it so vigorously?" The warlike soldier did a sit-up and became interested.

"Let me think, that's the fourth team over there. They have a guy named Mike Watt who trains very hard."

The warmonger usually likes to make friends with troublemakers like him, and now he is just laughing.

In his opinion, Mike Watt must have gone mad with killing to shout out such heroic words.

"Something's wrong. Why does it feel... a little weird?"

But the captain was very sure that the voice did not come from anyone in the fourth team.

He knew their captain, who was used to communicating through tactical headsets during battles, and was most annoyed by the "blasting" noises.

bang bang bang...

"Brothers, police..."

"Uh-huh~"

call out--

shhh-

"Uh-huh~"

"Uh-huh~"

Before the captain could finish saying the last word "戒", countless strange projectiles shot out from the gray fog in the sky.

Most of the soldiers outside the parking lot were shot in the head and fell to the ground without warning.

"Oh my god!" The warmongering soldier happened to be lying against a wooden box and luckily avoided the wave of shooting.

The soldier next to him was so frightened that he couldn't hold his gun steadily.

"What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? We are the elite of Bluebird! Do you know what a new first-rate force is?"

The warmonger was the deputy captain, so naturally he had to stabilize the morale of the troops at this time.

He swallowed, then bravely poked his head out of the wooden box.

bang——

"Uh~"

Almost the moment his scalp was scratched, he fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The bullet hole went from the ear to the head. The firing rate seemed to have predicted his appearance and fired the bullet in advance, targeting here.

"Ah? This...ah?" The soldiers on the side were already terrified. They were a squad of ten people, and eight of them were missing inexplicably!

"Brother, what should we do?"

"We have to find a chance to hide back in the parking lot. The communication equipment is all inside. We have to report to the boss!" another soldier said hurriedly.

The two of them were only two meters away from the entrance of the parking lot. Theoretically, as long as they ran in, with the cover of the wall, the enemies on the observation deck would not be able to lock them down.

"This is really weird. Are those who fired the guns... also spirits? Why does their combat power fluctuate?" Another soldier was really filled with question marks.

It was quite easy to kill the body spirit just now. Their main goal is to have no casualties.

It's better now.

He died inexplicably, and the main attack was without any hits to kill him!

"Are you going or am I going?"

"I dare not move."

"I dared you! The soldier died next to me!" He pointed angrily at the corpse beside him.

He was now squatting behind a wooden box, not daring to even breathe.

"Mom, I want to go home..."

"We usually live in South Village. There might be even more spirits in South Village now!"

"Oh my god, I give up..." The soldier was obviously broken down and just sat there crying.

"Why are you crying? We are the elite of Bluebird! Do you know what a new first-rate force is?"

"How dare you say that, wuwuwu..." The soldier cried even harder.

He lost his family when he was young, and the people he cared about most on a daily basis were his comrades-in-arms.

Now that they are all dead, what's the point of living?

"Alright! For the sake of Bluebird, we must cheer up. I say three, two, one, and we run inside together!"

"Is this... okay?"

"Humph, I don't believe he's still looking at us in this foggy weather. Maybe their attention has shifted somewhere else."

"Okay." The soldier wiped away his tears and picked up his AK12 again.

"Three." The soldier held his breath, his heart pounding.

"Two." Sweat ran down his cheeks, flowing along the oil on the surface of his skin.

"one!"

The two men leaped into the parking lot at the same time, and two golden bullets flew out of the fog.

bang bang...

"Uh ah~" x2

"Hey, it's done." Juve gave an injection under the steps of the observation deck.

Follow the troops and continue towards the dam.

"Watch my flanks, don't retreat!" At the front of the team was a resolute officer with white hair and beard.

He had a grey turban tied around his head, a forest man jacket on, a hard TM1 chest armor on his body, and an XA4 tactical bag on his back.

The SVDS in hand is facing the preview point of possible enemy on the distant hillside so that you can shoot at any time.