Zheng Xun carried two large bags, hugged the heavy Lixiu, and went to the indoor shooting range of the police station.

Like an octopus, Lixiu hung tightly on him, holding a flashlight in her hand to find her way.

She was familiar with the police station and quickly guided Zheng Xun to her destination.

In the indoor shooting range, there are two zombies in police uniforms.

Zheng Xun kicked them out, then closed the door.

Rixiu's face turned crimson, and she jumped off him, expertly twisting her somewhat numb buttocks.

She knew it was a protection fee.

Zheng Xun didn't know much about the shooting process at the shooting range, so he could only stand in front of the shooting position and wait for Lixiu's guidance.

Lixiu took a noise-cancelling headphone and put it on for him, then asked him to hold the handle of the gun with both hands.

"There are generally four types of pistol holding positions."

"High Ready, Low Ready, Compressed Prep and South-Facing Prep."

"Each pose should be used according to the actual application, depending on which one you want to use?"

Zheng Xun said without hesitation: "I want to learn the most life-saving kind." ”

Lixiu pondered for a moment and explained.

"Pistols are suitable for close-quarters combat, and the environment is mostly indoors."

"Indoor firearms combat, generally using compression preparation, elbows close to the body, upper body slightly bowed, muzzle parallel to gaze."

Li Xiu held Zheng Xun's big hand tightly with a pair of small hands and taught him the correct posture of holding a gun.

"When you meet indoors, it's not about who shoots accurately."

"It's who sees first, who holds the gun steadily, and who shoots first."

"This is the safest position to hold a gun."

Zheng Xun nodded, although the posture of holding the gun was a bit obscene.

But he expressed his recognition of Lixiu's professional firearms skills.

He originally wanted to practice marksmanship accuracy, but for a pistol, it didn't make much sense.

The main thing is that the firing range is not long, and long-range strikes are rarely needed.

"If you are familiar with a shooting posture, you can successfully hit the target once or twice to find the feeling, and you are basically qualified to use a pistol."

Li-su points to the target in the room and signals that Zheng Xun can try to shoot the gun.

Zheng Xun's gaze and muzzle were aimed at the bull's-eye, which was not too far away.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Shot after shot.

Until the magazine was emptied, it was found that the hit rate was really not good.

Four of the five shots missed the target, and one shot was hit, but it still hit the corner of the target.

"It's hard to shoot." Zheng Xun was a little regretful.

"Actually, you're very talented." Lixiu said seriously, "The vast majority of newcomers practice guns for the first time, and they miss a shot. ”

"Come on, it's really good......!"

Zheng Xun didn't plan to really train as a sharpshooter, and guns had a greater deterrent effect.

However, there is a professional guide like Lixiu next to him, and there are a lot of bullets, so he can practice for a while.

Zheng Xun continued to practice shooting.

Slowly, five bullets can hit about two rounds steadily.

It wasn't until the tiger's mouth holding the gun was so sore and numb that he put away the pistol.

"That's all for today."

Zheng Xun looked at Lixiu next to him, and he was tired all the time, and he yawned several times unconsciously.

Staring at the situation these days, taking notes every short period of time, and definitely not getting a good night's sleep.

There is a lot of time to practice guns, and there is no rush for a while.

"Oh...... Okay, then I'll pack my things up. Lixiu took the initiative to put the remaining bullets back in the box.

Zheng Xun refilled the two pistols, and there were a total of 55 rounds of ammunition left, enough to take them back.

After packing and sorting out the package, Zheng Xun left the police station building with Lixiu in his arms.

The sky was slightly bright.

The two returned to the base on the third floor.

After Zheng Xun put down his backpack, he directly opened the large box in the living room, which was filled with all kinds of food.

Noodles, chicken thighs, ham sausages, braised eggs, and a variety of snacks.

All of them were looted by Sheriff Wu's group, and now they have become Zheng Xun's meals.

He found a portable gas stove and placed it on the coffee table, which the thugs had used before.

Then go into the kitchen, dig out a small stainless steel pot, and clean it.

I took a pot of cold water, went back to the living room, and put the pot on the stove.

A lighter lights the stove and the cold water slowly boils into hot water.

"Let me do it." Lixiu held back her tiredness and took the initiative to come forward and want to help boil the water.

But the red and swollen fingertips, as soon as they touched the cold iron handle, they retracted in pain.

I just disassembled the pistol firing pin and hurt ten fingers, and now I can't touch anything hard at all.

"No, you go to rest first, and call you when I'm ready." Zheng Xun took out the noodles, ham sausages, chicken thighs and other foods in the bag one by one.

"Can you give me food ...... below?" Lixiu was stunned, and tears began to swirl in the corners of her eyes.

"What, you don't like noodles?" Zheng Xun put the noodles into the hot pot and smacked them, and the rich noodle aroma came to his face.

He may not be very good at cooking, but there is nothing wrong with giving it to Lixiu below.

"Thank you...... It's the first time someone has given me something to eat. Lixiu wiped the corners of her wet red eyes, "You're so good......"

Seeing Zheng Xun cooking noodles seriously, he felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

may have experienced too dark the apocalypse, and her heart has become more and more cold.

The former colleagues betrayed and pushed their friendly colleagues downstairs one by one to feed the zombies.

If it weren't for meeting a good person like Zheng Xun, she wouldn't be able to stand here now.

He even helped find his sister Lina and offered to give her food.

I've been in the cold concrete city of Seoul for a long time, and I've never felt such warmth.

I couldn't hold back my tears.

It didn't take long.

A steaming pot of egg ham noodles is cooked.

The house is full of fragrance.

Her little belly growled uncontrollably.

Zheng Xun picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles, blew it gently, and fed it to Lixiu.

Lixiu opened her mouth in a daze.

Zheng Xun's heart-warming gesture made her passively accept it for a while.

I haven't eaten much all this time, and with the aroma of noodles, my hunger is obviously stronger.

Soon.

The noodles gradually disappeared, and only a pot of soup remained, steaming all the time.

"Have you eaten enough?" Zheng Xun put down his chopsticks.

"Hmm...... Thank you for your hospitality. Lixiu nodded shyly.

"You're welcome, after all, we still have to close the deal." Zheng Xun smiled.

"Ah...... Trade? Lixiu was stunned.

She hadn't recovered yet.

Although he is used to making deals with Zheng Xun, he has to mention this kind of thing when he is obviously very warm and warm.

"That'...... Then I'll wipe the gun, please wait a minute. Lixiu covered her aching fingers, ready to wrap a little band-aid, and then give Zheng Xun a maintenance pistol.

"Just wipe this gun today." Zheng Xun took her little hand.

Lixiu stared at her with wide eyes, kneeling beside her, speechless.

"This wipe...... I'm not really good at it..... What to do? ”

"Just hold it like a pistol."

"Oh...... Is that so...... Not...... I'm sorry, I can't help it. ”

"It's okay, it's normal the first time."

"Thank you......"

"Drip some saliva."

"Huh?"

"A little drool won't be so dry, it'll be faster."

"Hmm...... All right...... It's too reluctant. ”

"Hold it a little tighter."

"That's ...... Is it comfortable? ”

"Ah...... So-so, a little bit of a feeling. ”

“......”