National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Inside the cave was a narrow passage, and in the darkness there was a faint smell of moss mixed with the scent of damp earth.

On the walls of the passage, there were occasionally a few unknown luminous plants, emitting a faint and strange blue light, barely illuminating the way forward for them.

"What a strong smell!" Nanqiang smelled a strange smell that could only be smelled on those savages, and subconsciously pinched his nose.

"Shh." Lei Zhe signaled for silence. After all, they could encounter unknown dangers at any time here.

The two men walked very lightly, making almost no sound, and looked around vigilantly. They knew that dangers might be hidden in every corner here, and if they were not careful, they would fall into an irretrievable situation.

There were some forks in the passage from time to time, and the light became darker as they went deeper. The two followed the main passage and came to an empty cave.

The cave was filled with thick shadows, and huge tree roots snaked up from the ground like sleeping pythons.

There were some old tables and chairs placed around, and on top of them there were some food and some wooden daily necessities.

"It feels a bit weird." Nanqiang rested his hand on the bark wall, looking solemn.

"What's wrong?" Lei Zhe looked back from time to time, and took notes of the features along the way. He felt that it was going well so far, at least he had managed to get in.

"It feels a little quiet outside. There's no sound of fighting?"

Although Nanqiang had never seen the duel between the two SSS-level bosses, each of the master's skills was a deadly and ruthless move.

Now not only did he not hear the Pharaoh's buzzing, he didn't even hear the sound of the grenade exploding.

Could it be that this giant tree has excellent sound insulation?

"Don't think too much. Are you still not confident about his strength? Let's hurry up and do our task well." Rezhe Williams was not very worried. At least he couldn't imagine who could beat Zhang Yang.

He was more concerned about their situation than the war outside.

After all, they have now entered a deep tiger's den, where dangers may arise everywhere. They are not familiar with the terrain at all, and it will be even more difficult to find Zhang Qi and his team.

The two men passed the cave entrance and saw a spiral passage next to it that led to the bottom and the top.

The steps of the passage are made of winding thick tree roots, and each step retains the natural texture of the roots, rough yet full of texture.

The spiral walls are also made of bark, with deep and shallow grooves, and the handrails are woven with flexible vines.

"Hoo-soo-soo, la-lal-la-do!"

From the distance in the tree hole came the sounds of savages searching and chaotic footsteps, and Nanqiang and Leizhe suddenly became nervous.

"Up or down?"

"Let's split up. I'll go down and you go up. This way the chances of finding Zhang Qi will be greater!" Nanqiang knew that they didn't have much time left, so he ran down the spiral staircase in a hurry.

"Be careful!" Lei Zhe finally said something to the south wall and ran towards the top of the spiral staircase.

After a while, many savages came out of the cave where the two men parted.

"Huxi!" Leading the group was a savage with a rattan ring on his head and a heavyweight fat man.

Both of them are senior S-level liaisons and their ranks in the tree cave are not low.

After a brief exchange, they chased towards the bottom and top of the spiral staircase respectively.

……

Zhang Qi, I hope I am not in the wrong place!

South Wall ran down the spiral staircase, his eyes revealing worry and expectation.

He was worried about his own safety, but he was more worried about Zhang Qi's safety. He hoped he could see Zhang Qi, and he hoped he was still fine.

The stairs down soon reached the end, and here was a dark place. The rough cave walls were covered with sticky moss, reflecting a strange luster under the oil lamp.

The further he went toward the south wall, the dimmer the light became, so he simply took out the flashlight from his pocket to use for illumination.

Under the strong light of the flashlight, a horrifying dungeon suddenly came into view!

The prison door was made of thick logs arranged closely together. The wood was black and the mucus seeping from the gaps emitted a foul odor.

The layout is somewhat similar to the dungeon on the second underground floor of the TV station, with a long corridor and cells on both sides.

The biggest feature here is that all the materials are made of wood, which should be easy to destroy by violent means.

The mud under my feet was bumpy and uneven, and even the trouser legs on the south wall were stained with mud.

There were cells one after another distributed on the left and right, and in each cell one could see a blurry figure curled up on the ground.

One of their feet was bound by a heavy iron chain, restricting their movements. Outside each cell door, there was a plaque with their names engraved on it.

The flashlight on the south wall kept moving, and my gaze wandered across the plaques in each compartment.

Hardy, Alger, Victor!

Ulysses, Franklin, Baker!

The pioneer of the Arbitration Group, the master's younger brother!

The pupils of the south wall suddenly contracted. The prisoners held here were those who had disappeared on the mainland.

Among them are the senior executives of Darkvis and friends familiar to South Wall!

Zhang Qi must be here!

Their bodies were still relatively intact. Although they were dirty, they had not been used for biochemical experiments.

Nanqiang felt a little more at ease, as he finally saw the name he had been looking forward to on the plaque!

Ron!

The flashlight shone towards the cell door, and the boy lying quietly inside the door was the extremely familiar face he once had, with an eagle badge on his chest and a Belia mask on his side.

"Zhang Qi, Zhang Qi!" Nanqiang decisively took out his rifle and smashed the wooden door with the bolt. In his eyes, the wooden pillars here were no different from paper.

Snap—Snap—Snap!

The south wall was still very strong. He smashed it hard with the Sky-falling Bolt, and after an obvious crack appeared, he took out the Embroidered Spring Sword and chopped it off.

Crackling!

With one strike of the Xiuchun Knife, the wooden stake, which had already been deeply dented, suddenly shattered.

Again and again!

Snap—Snap—Snap!

South Wall quickly destroyed the wooden prison door and rushed in to use absolute medical treatment on Zhang Qi.

"I save!"

"Zhang Qi, Zhang Qi! Wake up, wake up!" Nanqiang helped Zhang Qi up and leaned him against the wall, but no matter how he treated him or called out to him, the other party did not respond at all.

How could this be?

"Zhang Qi, Zhang Qi!" Nanqiang checked every item on Zhang Qi's body and found that none of them had been replaced. He was Zhang Qi himself.

[Absolute Treatment] also shows that he still has a chance of survival, but why can't he wake up?

"What's going on?" Nanqiang could vaguely hear the voices of savages approaching in the distance.

Seeing that the person in the cell opposite was Humphrey, he quickly ran out and began to destroy the cell door where Humphrey was.

Snap—Snap—Snap!

Again and again!

Humphrey is Darkvis' top fighter and a senior SS-level liaison. As long as he wakes up, everyone can be saved!

"Humphrey, Humphrey! Wake up!" The south wall shouted while knocking on the wooden stakes. In the distance, the outlines of several savages also emerged in the long corridor.

"Hushi, Hushi, you can't dig up garbage!"

They are numerous and powerful, including a senior S-level liaison.

The incomprehensible shouts seemed to say "You have no hope" and "Stop resisting."

"Damn, was he drugged?" Nanqiang didn't understand why everyone was sleeping so soundly.

There was no other way or choice at the moment, so he held up the Sky Descending Technique and pushed the aura of his talent to the maximum.

wow-

The hem of the south wall was slightly lifted, with many torn strips of cloth on it, which were caused by being scratched by branches and thorns on the way here.

Evita behind him was tall and majestic, emitting a sacred glow in the dark dungeon.

"Don't worry, Zhang Qi. With me here, no one can hurt you."

With one last look at Zhang Qi who was sleeping beside him, Nanqiang looked towards the end of the corridor with tears in his eyes.

He was alone but not afraid, because the descent to heaven in his hand symbolized his master, and the confidential document pendant on his body symbolized Zhang Qi's company.

In fact, he didn't smell any so-called scent of Zhang Qi along the way.

Those smells were simply because he missed Zhang Qi too much, so he deliberately picked up the confidential document pendant that the other party had given him and placed it under his nose.

"Zhang Qi...I smelled it today."

Endless savages approached under the dim light curtain at the end, and the south wall turned off the flashlight and muttered to himself.

"Ronald Alexander Isnan, begin bleeding..."