National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"Hurry up, rush into the park and save the south wall." Zhang Yang stood up decisively, and the three of them ran straight into the depths of the park.

On both sides of the road ahead, two patrol teams soon appeared, with no less than ten people in total.

Zhang Yang and his two companions quickly squatted down tactically, used the trees as cover, and started a firefight.

bang bang bang...

bang bang bang...

Countless projectiles shuttled back and forth on both sides, piercing through the dense branches and leaves.

Zhang Yang did not activate his talent and fired his dodge gun. As the tree trunk was relatively thin, he was quickly hit by the bullet and got wounds.

Charles next to him directly launched Juventus' true ability.

He held the Pharaoh in his hand and started shooting from his hip, aiming diagonally towards the sky.

bang bang...

"Uh-huh~"

bang bang...

"Eh~"

He was like a gamer with cheats. He took two steps and fired a shot. Every shot hit the head. His gun-holding posture was calm and casual.

"Oh my god..." Zhang Yang was shocked when he saw this.

After all, this does not come from any kind of ability, but is Juventus' innate ability!

If one day I lose my SSS-level talent, I won’t be able to beat such a “cheat guy”!

"Is that all you can do?" In just a moment, Charles Ewing finished a 20-round magazine and made a classic taunt.

"Have you killed them all?" Zhang Qi just lowered his head to change the magazine, and the patrol team of more than ten people in front of him had all fallen to the ground!

"This is for you." Zhang Yang threw his fifty-round drum magazine to the other party without saying a word.

"This is..." Charles Juventus examined the drum and didn't react for a moment.

"There are all level six bullets in there, just release them as much as you can." Zhang Yang gave him a look that said you don't need to be polite.

"Thank you!" Charles Juventus felt warm in his heart and loaded the 50-round magazine given by Zhang Yang.

"In that case, I'll give you the whole job." Charles was very happy. Finally someone told him that he could use a fifty-round drum magazine.

"Oh, we must see this." Zhang Yang and Zhang Qi smiled at each other, knowing that something good was going to happen.

From the surrounding flowers and benches, it can be seen that they have already entered the park.

More and more Chiyan soldiers came from all directions.

"Hurry, hurry, don't let them get away!"

"If something is lost, we will all lose our heads!"

A large number of soldiers were approaching the area centered on Zhang Yang and the other two.

"Let me show you off!" Charles Juventus' eyes focused, and the muzzle of the Pharaoh gun in his hand began to circle in the air.

He closed his eyes, as if looking for a special feeling.

At the same time, the Akagi-kai soldiers who arrived nearby also discovered them.

"over there!"

"Brothers, focus your fire!"

"Here it comes!" Suddenly, Charles Ewing opened his eyes and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang~bang bang bang~bang bang bang~

The barrel of Pharaoh's gun was still spinning, and the bullets fired out also had some curves and flew away into the distance.

Swish... x2 (headshot sound effect)

"Eh~"

"Uh-huh~"

Time seemed to be slowed down several times, and one human wall after another formed by soldiers kept falling backwards.

Some were pierced through the eyebrows, and some were hit in the chest.

Some bullets entered one ear and exited the other, leaving a long trail of blood.

"Boss, boss, we've been ambushed!"

Such a horrific scene frightened a captain so much that his legs went limp. He crawled on the slope of the park and reported urgently in a trembling voice.

"How many people are there on the other side?" Even this matter has not been done yet, and the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie is obviously impatient.

"Um... three people?" He carefully recalled the number of enemies he had just discovered, but the number of people and firepower were obviously not equal!

"You are a team of a hundred people, don't let me down!" The person on the other end of the intercom seemed to be relieved and hung up the call in a serious tone.

"But……"

drop by drop...

The call was over and the captain was having a hard time explaining.

Indeed, three people were fighting against nearly a hundred people.

If it were put in a TV series it would just be an anti-Japanese drama!

How could such a thing possibly happen?

There is only one ending, and that is that those three people will be beaten into sieves!

"Brothers, don't give up. We are in numbers, so concentrate your fire!" The captain successfully brainwashed himself, shouted and stood up from the ground.

bang...

"Uh-huh~"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he rolled backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Under Charles Ewing's 61 storm, countless enemies fell to the ground one after another like straws swept by a hurricane.

Such terrifying power made even Zhang Yang swallow his saliva.

"That was a close call." A soldier who had escaped danger behind a billboard was secretly rejoicing, but in the next second he was pierced through the head by a 61mm bullet falling from the sky.

"Pfft... Ugh~"

The bullet penetrated his head from directly above, and he fell to the ground like a puppet without its strings.

"Oh my, my hands are itching." Zhang Yang couldn't bear it anymore. If he didn't kill them, all the enemies would be killed by Charles alone.

Two Juventus, too many people and too little resources.

……

villa.

Fixed to the south wall, the whole person appears like a "big" character.

He couldn't move, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

In front of the south wall stood a fat officer who dared to be angry but not to speak out, Cuck Twain, and a gentle but sinister man in white, Henry Lamb.

"Alias ​​Yisnan, real name Nanqiang, Zhang Yang's right-hand man. Claims to be Zhang Yang's apprentice."

Henry Lamb looked at the tender "trophy" in front of him, his joy was beyond words.

"You're talking nonsense!" Nanqiang denied, "It's Ronald Alexander Isnan! The imperial physician of the Red Association!"

"I advise you to let me go, otherwise the Red Cross will not let you go!"

"Red Cross?" Henry Ram smiled grimly.

"Red Cross...recognize this?" He pulled down his collar, revealing a fox tattoo on his collarbone!

"Nine-tailed Fox!?" Nanqiang felt as if he were struck by lightning. Wasn't it the Chiyan Society that was arresting him?

"Humph, South Wall, South Wall. We are all time travelers. Why are you pretending to be with me?"

"I even know that your ability is [Absolute Healing]. As long as I don't dig out your heart, you won't die at all."

Henry Lamb took the scalpel handed to him by the fat officer and licked the tip of the knife with his tongue.

"Someone, tell our Red Association imperial physician to take off his shirt."

"Humph, I don't know whether you will really kill me or not, but you guys will definitely not survive today!" At this point, Nanqiang still retained his backbone and decency.

Perhaps this is the change that the series of experiences after traveling through time have brought to him.

He is no longer the boy who used to be afraid to attack the farm blockade.

Instead, he is the Red Tenth Imperial Physician who is upright, daring, and unafraid of power!

"I don't like your mouth."

Henry Lamb's face gradually hardened and he walked forward.

He inserted the scalpel into Nanqiang's mouth and slashed it hard along the corner of his mouth.

Swah——

The blood quickly dripped onto the ground and continued to increase.