National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"What appeared?" Nanqiang turned around blankly, with obvious fear in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, this fog is artificially manipulated." Zhang Yang's communication magnetic field sensed the fluctuations of the "Man in the Fog" when the fog spread, so its reaction was completely different from that of the south wall.

Someone is trying to play tricks here. No matter what the other party's purpose is, Zhang Yang will catch him immediately and ask him clearly.

He closed his eyes and carefully activated the [Contact Magnetic Field] to sense the source of power. He quickly locked onto the source of the man in the fog and fixed his gaze in the air!

"over there!"

wow-

Two Type 61 missiles flew out quickly and flew into the swirling purple mist.

swish swish——

"Uh-huh~"

A wailing sound was heard from within the mist, followed by the sound of someone falling on the fallen leaves.

"Are you safe hiding in the dark? You are so self-righteous." Zhang Yang walked towards the source of the sound, and Nanqiang followed him, also cautiously picking up the Jiangtian.

"No need." Zhang Yang signaled Nanqiang to put down his gun.

"He is no longer a threat." Zhang Yang's control over [Mind Bullet] can now be said to have reached perfection.

He accurately controlled the bullet and hit the opponent's right shoulder joint and the abdomen, which would have caused excessive bleeding and death if not bandaged in time.

The injury to his right hand hampered his movements, and the bullet in his abdomen directly took away half of his life.

And in those unknown corners of the jungle, there are many bullets ready to go, controlled by Zhang Yang's mind.

The sky gradually darkened, and the shadows of the surrounding trees made visibility even lower. As the vision became increasingly blurred, the two people walked quickly in the jungle, and soon a groan came from far away.

“Uh~ah~”

A figure was sitting behind a tree. When he saw Zhang Yang approaching, he was about to resist, but a bullet had already flown in and stopped between his eyebrows.

He is a wild man.

It has a slender body, perhaps two meters tall when standing, and is covered with a thick, coarse black hair that is tangled together in a messy manner.

The head is huge, with a broad and flat forehead covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, a high brow bone, and a pair of deep-set eyes below, like two deep black gems, flashing a sinister light in the darkness.

Around her waist was a loincloth made of crudely sewn animal skin, which was stained with blood and gave off a strong fishy smell. Around her neck hung a necklace made of animal bones and sharp teeth.

He was frightened by the "conscious" bullet in front of him. The pointed tip of the bullet shell was reflected in his pupils, which were filled with fear.

"Savage? Is he the one causing the fog?" Nanqiang didn't expect to encounter such a creature in the wild. No wonder it is called the primeval forest.

"The fog just now was the Man in the Fog. He is a liaison officer." Zhang Yang looked at the savage without changing his expression.

"Wolf, Lapisiduci!" The savages were talking excitedly when they saw the two men.

But Zhang Yang and the other man couldn't understand it at all.

"Hula, Mickey Del Luna!"

"What did he say?" Nanqiang was puzzled and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Who sent you here!" Zhang Yang stepped forward and released the terrifying pressure of the Unity Realm.

"He Tou Yi!" Unexpectedly, the opponent took the opportunity to swing out the bone spur and stab Zhang Yang.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Yang's reaction was much faster than his. Not only did he easily avoid the attack, he also flexibly controlled his hand and then bent it in the opposite direction along the elbow joint!

Click!

"what--"

The other party screamed heartbreakingly, and wanted to draw the gun with his injured right hand, but was discovered by the south wall at the side and shot in the head!

Hyperactivity

"Ah~" The bullet pierced the savage's forehead, and he fell to the ground with blood gushing out of all his orifices, unconscious.

In order to avoid accidental injuries, Nanqiang used a pistol.

"Maybe he was the one who killed Baker." Zhang Yang didn't think it was wrong for Nanqiang to kill him directly.

It is obvious that such people cannot speak anything, and even if they do, they cannot be understood.

Zhang Yang began to search him and soon noticed the bloodstains on his private part.

Judging from the degree of smudging, it should have been applied today.

Zhang Yang also found a pistol on him.

It's a silenced F57.

"Silenced F57..."

There are many forces in Carmona that produce the F57, whether it is the Niber Chamber of Commerce or the former Judgment Group, this gun is difficult to use as a clue.

"Master, look, there is a tattoo on his neck!" Nanqiang spotted the black mark on the other's neck with his sharp eyes.

It is a circular compass pattern.

The letters P and F are printed on the symmetrical scales, and the middle pointer is replaced by a dagger.

"Strange, the compass scale should be N and S, why is it P and F?" Nanqiang was puzzled.

"At least we know that he belongs to a certain organization." Zhang Yang knew that he had killed only a small soldier.

A soldier used to guard the border of this forest or test their strength.

As expected of a mysterious force hidden deep in the jungle, any move he makes is that of an S-level liaison envoy.

"Then what should we do now? The clue has been lost again?" Nanqiang was annoyed. It was getting completely dark soon.

"Is it broken? Actually not." Zhang Yang's attention was focused on the tree that the other party was leaning against before being shot.

The bark of the tree trunk was clearly marked with a "7" by the other party using a bone spur.

"Go look on the nearby tree trunks to see if there are any other similar marks."

Although Zhang Yang did not understand the specific meaning and purpose of the "7" symbol, it might help them point to a place related to the savages.

"Hmm!" Nanqiang sighed at his master's sharp observation and immediately went to look for it in the nearby trees.

Zhang Yang squatted down and looked at the mark on the savage's neck.

"Compass, P and F..."