National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

In addition to the Bloated One, other common body spirits include the "Swift Sword Spirit" and the "Gun Spirit".

The Fast Blade Spirit, as its name suggests, holds a melee weapon and moves extremely fast.

The gun spirit is the most common body spirit, usually holding an ordinary shotgun or carbine, and wearing no equipment.

But their defense is never determined by their equipment. Different spirits have different physiques.

Even the most ordinary gun spirit has a physique equivalent to that of an ordinary person wearing fully protective level 3 equipment.

The combat power of ordinary spirits is stronger than that of ordinary wanderers, and only slightly weaker than regular troops.

The Quick Blade Spirit's physique is even stronger, and its average defense level is comparable to the four sets.

Except for the head, the Bloated One's defense is almost equivalent to level five.

Under the city walls, large numbers of souls were surging like a black tide. It was a suffocating scene of despair.

Their eyes emitted a strange blue light and low roars came from their mouths.

His steps were staggering and heavy, yet with an unstoppable force, he approached the city wall step by step.

bang bang bang...

呲——

Boom! ! !

"Uh-huh~"

Gunshots roared one after another. The bodies near the city wall fell one after another, and cannonballs exploded among them, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

However, the number of souls is so large that it seems endless.

In the final analysis, the "black air" here is too strong.

"Hold on, the more we kill, the lighter the dark energy will be. Sooner or later, light will come again!"

Babu encouraged everyone and set up his sniper rifle to aim at the more difficult bloated ones.

Hyperactivity

The sniper shell bounced on the ground with a crisp sound, and a bloated man in the distance fell down with a bang.

But the spirits had no fear. They rushed towards the city wall one after another without caring about their lives. Some even stepped on the bodies of their companions and tried to climb up the city wall.

However, among the group of spirits in the distance, there were spirits whose necks were inexplicably severed one after another.

Giggle...

Swah——

A hideous wound suddenly appeared out of nowhere, black blood gushed out, and the spirit's head tilted to one side.

More and more bodies fell to the ground, and there seemed to be an invisible dance of killing in the air.

However, the nearby spirits seemed to be turning a blind eye and continued to charge towards the distant city wall.

As the area gradually became empty, the figure of an officer in a black nightgown emerged from the ground.

His face was stern and his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

Holding a pair of sharp claw knives, the blades were flashing with cold light and were being moistened by dark red blood.

"It's so useful..." Terran examined the cold weapon in his hand and felt extremely refreshed.

He bought this on his way back from a trip. The name of the knife is: Waning Moon.

As Terran's figure appeared, the spirits in the distance noticed him again. The huge number of spirits instantly shifted their targets and rushed towards him without exception!

"Roar, roar..." The spirits in this area are all swift sword spirits, and each of them moves as fast as the wind.

"Come on!" Terran's eyes were cold and his movements were light and agile, like a cheetah running on the grassland.

When he got close to the body spirit, the claw knife in his hand flashed like lightning, instantly cutting off the opponent's neck.

The whole process of killing was over, but the opponent's machete had just been raised.

歘——

Blood spurted out from the wound, leaving a bloody curtain in the air.

Terran then did the same thing, turning around and stabbing at the throat of another spirit.

The hideous blood spurted out and splashed all over his face.

There was no fear or hesitation on Terran's face. He disappeared from the spot in an instant and then appeared behind another spirit.

歘——

The black blood drew an arc in the air, and another spirit's head fell to the ground.

As more and more spirits gathered around him, Terran simply became invisible.

The moment he became invisible, the soul that had lost its target paused for a few seconds before rushing towards the distant city wall.

Giggle...

But as soon as they walked away, Terran appeared at the same place again.

This continued to happen over and over again, and each of Tyran's attacks was able to accurately kill the body spirit.

And when the opponent's attack is about to fall on him, he will activate [Invisibility] to dodge.

In this way, Terran's figure kept appearing and disappearing among the group of body spirits, making it difficult for them to figure him out, and he could continue to take away the lives of the body spirits.

At this moment, Tyrone was like a gorgeous assassin, dancing gracefully on the stage of death.

……

Yawen Snow Mountain.

The situation here is the worst among the surrounding mountainous areas.

Due to the terrain, the spirits easily surrounded the entire camp.

Just now, the spirits rushing in from all directions completely broke through the defense of the eastern gate of Yawen Snow Mountain!

The infrastructure of the Yawen camp was still pretty much the same as when they first occupied it, which also caused their advantage of being "easy to defend" to become extremely low.

"The mountains and rivers will last forever, Bluebird, never surrender!"

At this critical moment, Baker resolutely rushed to the front line and activated his talent - [Blue Flame]!

Andre's shadow appeared behind him, and the muzzle of the weapon in his hand emitted a rare blue light.

[Blue Flame]: The weapon used will be blessed with a special blue flame, increasing the firing power by 50%!

Giggle...

The spirits surged in like a tide, making blood-curdling roars.

Baker showed no fear as he pulled the trigger suddenly. The M249 in his hand immediately spewed out angry flames!

bang bang bang bang...

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in the empty battlefield, and bullet shells flew like raindrops.

Under the powerful firepower, the bodies fell to the ground one after another, and broken limbs flew everywhere.

Baker's arms were shaking due to the recoil, but his eyes were even more fiery.

"Brothers, concentrate your fire!" The adjutant on the side was also shouting, calling on the soldiers behind him to provide fire support.

The air was filled with blood mist, smoke billowing, and dazzling flames, as if they were the only hope in this doomsday world.

Under Baker's firepower suppression, the Soul Body was defeated step by step and its formation was soon driven out of the east gate.

"Hurry, build a fence with sandbags first!" The original iron gate had rotted, so Baker could only ask his men to build a temporary defense tower first.

"Yes!"

"Owei S, you rush out first. Make sure to keep the surrounding spirits within a hundred meters away!" Baker commanded his adjutant.

"Got it!" Ove S led the team and charged forward without any hesitation.

"There are too few watchtowers at the east gate. We can't go on like this." The seriously injured Baker was wrapped in bandages on the spot. This battle also exposed the defensive problems of the Yawen camp.

"Report, the west gate has been broken!" But at this moment, a wounded communicator came running to report in a hurry.

"It's bad, Captain. The South Gate has been lost, and a big guy has come!"

To make matters worse, at the same time, news came that the South Gate had fallen!

"Big guy...the bloated one?" The wounded Baker raised his head, his face showing the determination to face death.

"No, he's even bigger than the Bloated One. Now the soldiers call him the Giant!"

"This giant is holding a huge hammer, and he's hitting one person after another. We haven't found his weakness yet, and hitting him in the head can only barely hold him back!"

The soldier lowered his head, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

"How could this happen..." Baker's tightly pursed lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to speak but his throat was choked by the bad news.