Lin Xiao skillfully loaded the magazine and aimed into the distance.

"Wait a moment, I'll fill two pots of hot water for you."

Lin Wanru took out two military water bottles, placed them on the table and filled them with water.

"No, there's plenty of spring water in the mountains."

Lin Xiao said casually.

When patrolling the border, they set out before dawn and return after dark. The water in the military canteens is not enough to drink, so the border guards often drink snowmelt water from the Tianshan Mountains.

"Don't drink raw water, it will upset your stomach."

There was no concept of parasites in that era, but drinking raw water can easily cause stomach upset, which is basic common sense.

"Okay, I'll take it with me, okay?"

Under his sister's unquestionable gaze, Lin Xiao was quickly defeated.

Yang Baiyi took a crossbow and a long sword, took Lin Xiao out of the house, and walked up the mountain.

"Want to see who hits more?"

Lin Xiao fiddled with the pistol and asked with his head tilted to avoid being smoked by the cigarette.

It’s not that Lin Xiao is competitive, but mainly because he has been a soldier for many years and has developed a strong heart that is willing to strive for the first place.

"Let's not compete. You saw my performance yesterday. I'm really good at hunting. You'd better not humiliate yourself."

After crossing a hill and going deep into Wohu Mountain, the road became more and more rugged and difficult to travel, so Lin Xiao began to use a long knife to clear the way.

"Who are you looking down on? I was the marksmanship champion at the military competition, taking first place at both fixed and moving targets.

I just don't believe it. My pistol can lose to your crossbow. Do you dare to compete? Tell me the truth."