National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Zhang Yang simply waved his hand casually, and an invisible defensive barrier appeared around him.

S-level talent——gun gas defense!

Ping ping ping ping...

shhhhhh...

No matter which direction the bullets were fired from, they were bounced off by the invisible air wall. Zhang Yang in the center was not hurt at all and remained calm.

Until the soldiers emptied their magazines, they retreated with fear on their faces.

"What's going on? Why are your shooting skills so bad?!"

"Boss, it's not that we missed, there's a wall of air!"

"Gas wall, what is that? Who are you?" The commander-in-chief was so frightened that his legs went limp. He thought that the other party might be a liaison officer, so he quickly pressed the emergency call button on his waist, trying to delay time.

"I said, I am the God of firearms." Zhang Yang waved his hand again, and those bullets that had been blown to the ground and twisted and deformed all flew into the air and continued to gather in Zhang Yang's palm!

Gradually forming a huge sphere.

S-level talent—telekinesis soul-boosting!

As Zhang Yang's mind moved, the bullets began to form words.

Bluebird

"Blue...bird?"

At this moment, not only the soldiers of the Holy Tribunal, but also many workers recognized him. Huge doubts were intertwined in everyone's hearts.

"What do you mean?"

"Bluebird, I think I saw it in the newspaper. It is said to be a new force in the Erebus Mountains."

Faced with everyone's doubts, Zhang Yang did not answer them. The many bullets that formed the "Blue Bird" soon turned into a huge "freedom".

"It's freedom, I recognize that!" A worker smiled happily and even put down the shovel in his hand in excitement.

Seeing the situation gradually getting out of control, the commander of the Holy Tribunal actually wanted to shoot at him!

boom!

A bullet was fired at the first cheering worker, but was strangely intercepted by another bullet in mid-air!

Ping——

"Huh?" The whole process took less than a second, and most people didn't react to what happened.

"You are free!" As Zhang Yang opened his arms, countless bullets that formed freedom in the sky scattered instantly, stabbing at one Holy Judgment soldier after another as if they had awakened their self-awareness!

"not good!"

"Fire!!"

bang bang bang bang...

sizzle...

Da da da……

The soldiers quickly opened fire, and the workers took advantage of the chaos to resist, picking up shovels and waving them around.

Some even took out long swords with the words "Come and fight" printed on them!

kill!

Swish, swish, swish——

However, the imagined chaos did not break out. In just ten seconds, all the soldiers of the Holy Judgment fell down one after another!

They died in a horrific way, all of them were shot in the center of their eyebrows!

"God, he really is God!" The workers slowly realized what was happening.

"He can manipulate bullets!"

"Isn't it too scary?"

"Greetings, God of Guns!" The soldier who had lost both legs was kneeling, and upon seeing this, he kowtowed to Zhang Yang.

"Greetings to the God of Guns!" The other workers followed suit and knelt down to Zhang Yang from the bottom of their hearts.

He is the god of guns and the god of freedom.

Zhang Yang helped them completely escape from the sea of ​​suffering, just like himself in the past.

"Everyone, get up. You are free."

"We are not free!" However, some people still refuted Zhang Yang in public.

"Oh?" Zhang Yang turned his head to look.

"We have nowhere to go, no one to rely on, and all our family members have been killed. We want to seek refuge with you!"

"That's right, we are going to follow the God of Guns and overthrow the Holy Inquisition!"

"Okay, okay, there are guns on the ground, you can pick them up yourselves." Looking at this group of courageous and brave workers, Zhang Yang smiled with satisfaction.

"I'm the boss of Bluebird. If you want to join Bluebird, join me in attacking the TV station. At the same time tomorrow, whoever survives will be a member of Bluebird." Zhang Yang's words were concise and his meaning was clear.

"Okay, I'm going to charge!"

"I want to kill the enemy and overthrow the damn Holy Inquisition!"

"That's right, I want to kill the enemy too!"

Everyone picked up weapons from the dead soldiers on the ground, put on bulletproof vests, and rushed towards the TV station in the distance.

Zhang Yang went against the crowd and came to the young man kneeling on the ground.

"Come." Zhang Yang stretched out his hand.

"Thank you." The other party held Zhang Yang's hand and stood up while enduring the pain.

His legs were still shaking violently even when he was standing. As soon as Zhang Yang let go of his hand, he would immediately fall to the ground.

"Fortunately, the joints are not injured and the bones are still intact." Zhang Yang took a quick look at his injuries and found that the small-caliber pistol bullet did not hit the vital parts.

"Be strong, I hope I can see you tomorrow." Zhang Yang put a pack of 400-durability white bags and a standard surgical bag in the other's palm, and then helped him sit down on the steps on the side.

"Thank you." The intense pain made the other person's eyes sparkle, but he still held back and didn't let the tears fall.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Jim."

"I hope I can still remember this name in the future." Zhang Yang patted Jim's shoulder.

"Goodbye."

Before Jim could react, Zhang Yang teleported away instantly.

……

In the center of the city, a TV station building stands tall, with its square and regular outline reaching into the sky, occupying a prominent position in the city's skyline.

The main wall of the building is composed of silver-gray glass curtain walls and cold metal lines interwoven together, reflecting a cold and dazzling light under the sunlight.

At the top of the floor, the letters "KMNTV" are cast in a very modern material. Each letter is several meters high and can be clearly seen from a long distance.

At this moment, a large number of Holy Tribunal soldiers gathered outside the TV station.

Of course, many of them were former nine-tailed fox soldiers.

As time went by, the death of the Nine-tailed Fox leader was no longer a secret. More and more people learned about the reappearance of Grant and Ye Dong, and the Nine-tailed Fox became the target of hunting by forces across the continent.

In response to this, God Leon quietly incorporated all of the Nine-Tailed Fox's former subordinates into the Holy Judgment Group. He was very satisfied with this whitewashing.

It's just that time was short and some things weren't cleaned up in time, such as the helicopter with the nine-tailed fox logo parked outside the city.

"What's going on? The stickers were just produced this morning and are being used now. Some of the prints are not clear."

"Whatever. We now have to cover the mark of the nine-tailed fox, commonly known as wiping its ass."

"Alas, there will be no more nine-tailed foxes in this world from now on."

"I never thought that we, who are so talented, would fail."

Several soldiers of the Holy Tribunal held a large stack of powerful stickers and walked side by side to the heavily guarded helipad outside the city.

"Captain, there seemed to be someone in the helicopter just now!" Approaching the plane, a soldier rubbed his eyes in disbelief, wondering if he was seeing things.

"How is that possible? The plane keys are still in my hand." The captain shook a bunch of keys on the key chain to express his disbelief.

"Open it and take a look. It seems to be real!"

"Okay." The captain inserted the key to open the helicopter. The moment the door opened, a foot kicked him in the face!

"Oh my god!" Seeing the captain being kicked two meters away, the accompanying soldiers immediately drew their guns. However, while they were still drawing their guns, the soldiers in the helicopter had already extended their guns and killed them all!

Kang! Kang! Kang!

"Uh ah~" x3

Ping Pong??……

Several buckshot shells were scattered erratically on the ground.

"Humph, once you're a nine-tailed fox, you'll be a nine-tailed fox for life!"

The person who got off the helicopter was wearing a military uniform with dark gold stripes. If Zhang Yang were here, he would definitely shout out in surprise: C115!

"Now that we've captured the brothers, let's take the plane for a spin?" C115 took the key chain from the captain and looked proudly towards the windows of other planes.

There was a Red Society soldier hiding inside each helicopter, giving the C115 a thumbs-up through the transparent glass.