National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"Please." Zhang Yang urged on the phone, with complicated light flashing in his eyes.

"No problem, I will take good care of them." Ye Dong's promise came from the other end of the phone.

"Come on, Zhang Yang You Wen."

As if realizing that Zhang Yang was about to travel through time, Ye Dong sent his last blessing, which was also an affirmation of Zhang Yang.

"Okay." Zhang Yang hung up the phone solemnly.

The place where he was at the moment was the villa courtyard of Nanqiang in Hongcheng.

The beige walls are slightly mottled, but the red roof is still bright and eye-catching.

The main door is closed, the white Roman columns on both sides are tall and solemn, the windows are spacious and bright, and the carvings on the window frames are exquisite.

The courtyard surrounding the villa is covered with green grass and colorful flowers. A brick path winds its way to the fountain deep in the courtyard.

The fountain sculptures are lifelike, and the water splashes sparkle in the sunlight. The breeze blows, and the swing in the corner of the courtyard sways gently.

He still remembers the scene when Nanqiang first brought him here to visit.

The other party introduced himself with great enthusiasm, and even had many servants accompanying him. That kind of pride that came from the heart could not be replicated or replaced by others.

The surrounding trees are tall and straight, with branches and leaves intertwined, adding a unique tranquility and mystery to this courtyard.

This tranquility is full of memories, and it is a tranquility that belongs only to Zhang Yang.

He has learned the true reason for Carmona's destruction and has collected all the information about the past.

Through Ye Dong, Chi Zhu, Yan Xun, and the boy band's token, everything has been made clear.

It's time to go back to the past.

"Randall, I'm ready." Zhang Yang contacted Randall Fisher in his heart.

Hearing Zhang Yang's call, the other party's sleeping consciousness awakened from the deep sea.

"Open the door of time and space?" Randall Fisher's tone seemed to be confirming.

"Ah."

wow-

The next moment, a mysterious door suddenly appeared on the grass in front of Zhang Yang.

The door frame is made of an unknown material and is just the right size for an adult to pass through easily.

The facade was a translucent purple vortex with a faint suction force. Zhang Yang could see the dust in the air being silently sucked into the vortex on the facade.

Is this the legendary gate of time and space?

He felt awe and curiosity in his heart, and his heart beat slightly faster than usual.

Zhang Yang did not go closer, but cautiously came to the back of the space-time gate to observe.

There is also a vortex behind the space-time gate, just like the front.

"The risk of time travel is extremely high. In order to prevent time turbulence and prevent you from returning to the future at a predetermined time, you need to choose an "anchor" in this time and space."

Randall Fisher's voice was neither hurried nor slow, just like what Ye Dong and the others said.

"I've made my choice." Zhang Yang already had the answer in his mind.

"who is it?"

"It's him." Zhang Yang thought about the man's appearance in his mind and told Randall through his mind.

"Are you sure? Once Anchor is in danger of death in this world, you will be forced back to this time and space, and you will never be able to travel again."

"I am sure."

"I thought you would choose her..." Randall's tone was full of interest, as if he was surprised by Zhang Yang's choice.

He didn't know who the "she" he was referring to.

"It's so boring to choose her. If you have to choose, choose the one who is closest to you." Zhang Yang seemed to understand what Randall meant and raised his chest confidently.

"Go, hero who saves the world." Randall Fisher spoke weakly, and the suction of the time and space gate seemed to become stronger.

Looking at the translucent purple vortex on the facade, Zhang Yang recalled his life.

He died suddenly in the ward and traveled to the dark zone and landed on the world of Blue Star.

He participated in competitions with his younger brother and apprentice Nanqiang, and after winning the national championship, he traveled to the future world of Carmona for the second time.

The Bluebird Uprising, the White Plague in the Red City, the Golden Sea Auction, the Soul Disaster Invasion, the Search for the Wedding Ring, the Fight for the Ideal Country, the Battle of the Nine-Tailed Fox, the Rectification of the TV Station, the Exploration of the Deep Jungle...

Every event is a preparation for the door that lies ahead.

His enemy is mysterious and powerful, and is the leader of the two communication paths.

Facing a past world that is both known and unknown, the real Carmona is both familiar and unfamiliar.

A deep sense of mission is closely bound to Zhang Yang's heart.

"Zhang Qi, Nanqiang, I will be back with the good news of saving Carmona."

Zhang Yang took a firm step forward, and after coming into contact with the purple vortex, he was sucked in by a gentle force.

The door also disappeared at the same time, turning into purple starlight and dissipating.

The courtyard of the villa has once again returned to its usual tranquility and peace. A fallen leaf floats on the wooden swing chair, as if quietly waiting for someone to return.

……

Judgment Main City - Guayabo Restaurant.

"Why hasn't my brother come yet?" Zhang Qi sat on the chair, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground, making a whooshing sound.

"I don't know. Logically speaking, he should be faster than us." Nanqiang glanced at the door from time to time. For some reason, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

A figure soon appeared at the door of the restaurant, but it was not Zhang Yang, but a man wearing a dark gold leader's uniform.

The other person exuded an aura of leadership that was no less than Zhang Yang's. His dark gold military uniform was straight and fitted him well, outlining his broad, solid shoulders and strong, lean waist.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were deep and sharp, just like the shining stars in the cold night.

"You are..." Zhang Qi couldn't recognize him, but Nanqiang recognized him at a glance.

"Ye Dong?"