Wen Hao sent Zhang Songbai away and told him that as long as he got a gun and bullets, he would definitely teach him how to use a gun, but now Wen Hao sent him away on the grounds that there were too few bullets in his hand to practice for the two of them.

"Zhou Yuying, where we are going, is not far away?" Wen Hao asked casually.

"It's a long way off, but I have a bicycle here, and my dad used to give me a birthday present on my birthday. We can ride him faster. Zhou Yuying took Wen Hao to a grocery room with an old-fashioned bicycle in it.

"This is a Blue Feather bicycle made in Nottingham, Germany. My dad bought it from Germany with great difficulty. Zhou Yuying looked at the bicycle and couldn't help but think of her parents.

Wen Hao patted her shoulder and comforted her, but didn't say anything, this kind of pain can only fade slowly with time, but it will never be forgotten.

When Wen Hao came to the bicycle and wanted to push the bicycle out of the room, he found that the bicycle could not be pushed, and when he looked down, he found that there was still a lock.

I couldn't help but pat my head, I've watched too many anti-Japanese war dramas, and the bicycles on TV and movies are not locked, just push it, and ride it when you raise your legs. Thought this was the same.

"The bike is locked." Wen Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"Of course, what if someone steals it, this thing is not cheap." Zhou Yuying rolled her eyes when she heard this, took out the key from her body, and there was a pendant hanging behind the key.

"Heh, heh." Wen Hao smiled, took the key and opened the lock that looked a little heavy but very strong.

The car was pushed out, and the cars at that time were larger, and the models that were not made specifically for ladies were unisex cars.

Wen Hao doesn't remember how long it has been since he rode a bicycle, it is estimated that he rode a lot when he was in school, and now he can relive the feeling of school.

walked out of the alley with Zhou Yuying and came to the road, when the street was full of people and people came and went.

Wen Hao saw so many people, and thought to himself that it might be okay to ride a bicycle alone, but he didn't know if it would be okay to take someone with him. Don't ride a bike for a long time, take someone to ride, how embarrassing it is to fall, and if you don't do it, you will hit someone. So he pushed the cart forward, wanting to wait for less people to ride.

"Master......" Zhou Yuyinggang said.

"Don't call me Master, just call me Wen Hao." Wen Hao thought to himself that it was extraordinary for so many people, and it was really awkward for a girl who was two or three years older than him to call him Master.

"Wen Hao, will you participate in the bicycle, if not, I will ride, I used to ride it often, and I can also take my dad and my mom to ride it together." Zhou Yuying originally thought that Wen Hao could drive a car, of course, he would definitely ride a bicycle, but seeing that he didn't ride for a long time, he thought that people who can drive don't need to learn to ride a bicycle.

"It's not that it won't, it's just that I'm afraid the technology is not very good." Wen Hao looked at the narrow streets, the people coming and going, and said with a little emptiness.

"Then I'll ride, don't worry, my skills are very good, and I often ride in this environment." When Zhou Yuying heard this, she finally had a skill that was stronger than Wen Hao.

Zhou Yuying took the bicycle from Wen Hao's hand, pedaled the bicycle very skillfully, and beckoned Wen Hao to get on the bike without looking back, and Wen Hao jumped on the back rack of the bicycle in the back.

Zhou Yuying's mood became much better at this time, and she hummed very happily.

"The banyan tree by the pond knows that summer is crying,

Only butterflies stop on the swing by the playground,

On the blackboard, the teacher's chalk is still desperately chirping and writing,

Waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the game of childhood. ”

"By the way, Zhou Yuying, you have already taken revenge, it is better to go back to school, look at your appearance, you must be a good student at school." Wen Hao could tell from the singing that Zhou Yuying was nostalgic for her life on campus.

"I want to go to school, but I want to be Japanese. So I decided to give up going back to school and follow you to kill the Japanese. Zhou Yuying said as she rode.

"It's on the street, you pay a little more attention to what you say." Wen Hao patted Zhou Yuying's back behind and said.

"What are you afraid of, didn't you say that after the 9.18 incident, the whole country unveiled an anti-Japanese **, and everyone wanted to kill devils. We are surrounded by Chinese, what are we afraid of? Zhou Yuying looked indifferent.

Many people on the street looked at Wen Hao with a kind of contempt, a man sat in the back to enjoy happiness, and a beautiful girl was desperately pedaling a bicycle in front of her.

"What kind of man, he is embarrassed to sit in the back and let a woman take him in front, he must be a lazy rich boy." Some people don't like it and they talk quite loudly, for fear that Wen Hao won't be able to hear it.

Wen Hao made a big red face, and Zhou Yuying listened in front. Secretly having fun.

Wen Hao thought to himself that if he didn't ride well, he would be embarrassed to bring it to a girl, anyway, it would be a shame for him to be taken care of, and he lowered his head and pretended not to hear.

Zhou Yuying knew that most of her face couldn't hold it, so she also sped up and quickly came to a sparsely populated place outside the effect.

At this time, Zhou Yuying was wearing a coarse cloth student-style flag cloth, and her back was wet with sweat.

"There's a lot of people here, I think I can try to take you. Look at your tired whole body is sweating. Wen Hao said with some reluctance.

"You can't ride, I'm afraid you'll break my bike." Zhou Yuying wiped the beads of sweat with her hands and said a little coquettishly.

"Of course I will, but I haven't ridden in years." Wen Hao felt sorry for her bicycle for a long time when she heard it, not that she cared about Wen Hao.

"I haven't ridden in years. How old are you. Wouldn't you have ridden it when you were a kid? Zhou Yuying laughed when she heard this.

Wen Hao couldn't explain clearly, "Of course I will ride, I don't believe I'll ride it for you, it's a big deal to buy you a new one if it's broken." ”

Wen Hao snatched the car from Zhou Yuying, turned over on the bicycle, and found that he was too timid just now, but he still hadn't forgotten how to ride.

Fortunately, there was no one here, Wen Hao slipped there for a while, and then quickly rode skillfully.

Zhou Yuying thought that Wen Hao had never ridden a bicycle before, and thought that Wen Hao was really smart and learned it in a while, thinking that she had studied for a long time back then, and she had fallen a few times.

"Okay, I'm sure you've ridden before, can you teach me how to shoot now?" Zhou Yuying asked anxiously.

"There's a hill ahead, let's go into the mountain, there shouldn't be anyone there." Wen Hao pointed to the mountain in front of him and said.

"Okay, let's lock the car and hide it in the woods, my brother and I used to come here to play." Zhou Yuying said.

Wen Hao and Zhou Yuying came to a relatively flat place in the mountains, Wen Hao took the flower mouth in his hand and said to Zhou Yuying, "You really want to kill people, if you kill too many people, people's personalities will become ruthless, and there will be a feeling of contemplation of life." ”

"I want to avenge my parents and the Chinese who were brutalized by the Japanese after the fall of Northeast China. I'm not going to kill indiscriminately for no reason. Zhou Yuying gritted her teeth and said firmly.

"Hey, no matter why you killed people in the first place, even if your reasons are sufficient, how great your ideals are, how pure your beliefs are, when you kill many people, you will always look at life very indifferently." Wen Hao said lightly,

"At least I don't want to be the target of bullying and humiliation, and whoever wants to kill me will kill me." Zhou Yuying thought about it and said. Although she killed Yoshida with the help of Wen Hao that day, she was still a little afraid that a life would disappear in front of her, but there was also a sense of pleasure afterwards, she hated the Japanese very much now, and she wanted to experience this feeling again.

"As long as you don't regret it." Wen Hao felt that it was always a little bad to let a young girl in the flower season become a killer. But in this world, it's better to kill someone than to kill someone else.

Wen Hao handed the flower mouth to Zhou Yuying, only to see her carefully holding it in her hand, turning it over and over again.

"THIS GUN IS A 7.65MM CALIBER PISTOL, CAN HOLD SIX ROUNDS, HAS A TOTAL LENGTH OF 152MM, IS SUITABLE FOR CONCEALMENT AND CARRYING, AND HAS AN EFFECTIVE RANGE OF 50 METERS. This is the manual safe, and when you turn it on, you can pull the trigger and the bullet will be fired. Wen Hao first taught her the basics of guns. Let her familiarize herself with it first.

Then she was taught the correct way to hold the gun, how to use the gun to aim at the baseline to aim at the target, Zhou Yuying listened very seriously.

"Do you want to try it?" Wen Hao loaded the magazine and asked Zhou Yuying to aim at a tree 20 meters away and try to shoot.

I saw Zhou Yuying holding the gun with both hands with a very nervous expression, looking at the big tree, closing her left eye, and trying to aim at the big tree according to the method taught by Wen Hao. His hands were still shaking.

"Don't be nervous and relax. Hold your breath before shooting. Gently pull the trigger with your fingers, don't push too hard, too much force will cause instability in the body, and it will knock the target crookedly. Wen Hao kept asking Zhou Yuying to pay attention to the essentials.

"Bang", Zhou Yuying fired the first shot in her life.

Due to being too nervous and pulling the trigger with too much force, the shot actually grazed the tree. "Did I hit?" Zhou Yuying asked Wen Hao nervously.

"You go and see if you hit," Wen Hao said, shaking his head.

"Oh." Looking at Wen Hao's expression, he knew that most of them didn't hit.

"There are fifty bullets here, you practice with these first. It's up to your cousin to find someone who sells guns, otherwise you'll have no bullet practice after the fight. Wen Hao said.

"What a waste of bullets to practice like this." Zhou Yuying said with some distress.

"Good marksmanship is to be fed with bullets, otherwise if you encounter an enemy on the battlefield, the first shot often determines life and death. So if you can't practice marksmanship, you might as well go to school. Wen Hao said seriously.

"And your marksmanship is fed by bullets?" Zhou Yuying asked curiously, he thought that Wen Hao was not very old, and he practiced it from there.

Wen Hao thought to himself, this question is really difficult to answer, "I am a natural sharpshooter." "In this life, he is really a natural sharpshooter, and I don't know how long he has worked hard in the later life to have this kind of marksmanship.