National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"Uh-huh-"

The power of thunder poured down on Zhang Yang. He let out a roar and was instantly submerged by the lightning column!

Ode——

Ode——

Ode——

One after another, lightning struck the ground around the giant tree, plowing deep gullies. Countless rocks and dirt were thrown into the sky and then fell like raindrops.

In an instant, the trees were charred, the boulders were shattered, the dust and smoke filled the air, and the sky was filled with lightning!

The pungent smell of burning spread and drifted into the nose of Yan Xun, who was depleted of mental strength.

Everything seemed to have settled, and there was only dead silence in the deep pit. It was as if Zhang Yang had never existed in this world, leaving only this devastated ruin.

Yan Xun sat down on the platform on the giant tree. At this moment, he had lost all his strength and means.

Yan Xun sniffed two S-level auras that were slowly approaching from behind the tree hole, and the smell was a little unfamiliar.

He turned his head, his eyes quickly flashed with surprise, followed by deep despair.

"Is it you?"

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[“Brother, I’ve shipped it!”]

[“The key to the main guest room! You’re so lucky!”]

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[“He has talent, and can definitely deal blunt damage!”]

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[“Bald Jackson, do you also watch the boy band leader?”]

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[“It feels so good!”]

[“Do you think you can leave here?”]

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[“What a strange name. My name is Ken Cooper.”]

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[“Oh~ This is the dark zone~ Big gold will be dropped here~”]

[“No, I just want you to be safe…”]

[“The text message is on the golden phone~”]

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[“The space gate is very dangerous, and going back to the past will incur a huge causal cost.”]

[“Before we go back, we must place an ‘anchor’ in this world.”]

【“As our last connection with this world.”】

[“So, now I am the only one who can save Carmona?”]

It hurts... it’s numb...

“Uh~ah~”

A tingling pain invaded all of Zhang Yang's nerves, and he didn't feel like he could move.

I don't even feel like I'm alive.

"Young man, is this the end of your journey?"

Just as he was becoming conscious, a deep and old voice sounded in his mind.

It was Randall Fisher. His words and the pain in his body awakened Zhang Yang's dormant consciousness.

"At the age of 13, I became the best shooter in Black Gold."

“They all said I have great potential in the future.”

"But in a very important battle, I failed."

"It was a complete failure."

"What happened next?" Zhang Yang's consciousness was still a little fuzzy. Even though he recognized Randall Fisher, there was no obvious emotion in his heart.

"Everyone thinks I lost, but I don't think so."

"Because whether I will actually lose depends on me."

"It depends on whether I give up."

"As long as I think I can win and keep working hard..."

"No one loses all the time, right?"

"Will you win sooner or later?" Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and asked back according to his train of thought.

"So how did you respond to them?"

"I say, let the bullets fly for a while." Randall Fisher's voice seemed to be able to transcend time and space, making Zhang Yang feel like he was listening to a history book.

"Let the bullets... fly for a while?" Zhang Yang murmured in his heart, and his vague consciousness became clearer and clearer.

"Wake up, you've slept long enough."

"The first lightning struck you into the soil, and the power of subsequent lightning strikes was directed into the earth. You are not actually as hurt as you think."

"The so-called [Arc Judgment] is nothing more than a skill that makes a lot of noise but produces little results."

"Just like Thomas's character, that guy always likes to pretend."

"So... I'm not seriously injured?" Zhang Yang could feel the tingling pain in his body and the blood flowing into the soil.

Even his vision was dark, he was now buried in the earth.

"What else? How can you hear me after you die?"

Zhang Yang carefully sensed his body again. Apart from the tingling sensation, he seemed to be able to move.

I still have strength, there is still a chance!

Although the thunder blade looked mighty, its power was not as strong as Ye Dong's ink blade.

"Stand up and tell Thomas!"

"His time of death has come."

Randall's words gave Zhang Yang great excitement and encouragement, and he also had a different understanding and feeling about this legendary black gold commander.

He is no longer a mysterious character with only a piece of paper image in the game, but a very friendly one.

just like……

Just like Zhang Yang’s relatives.