Knives and drugs are important, but they are far from enough when facing spies who may be armed.
She needs a more lethal weapon!
A weapon that can deter the enemy and protect oneself at critical moments.
A pistol!
Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.
Xu Xinghe sat at the stone table, her thoughts racing.
Handguns are strictly controlled weapons, and ordinary people simply cannot obtain them.
The military has them, but Political Commissar Wang would never agree to her carrying a gun and venturing into danger alone, much less issue one to her easily.
Should we give up?
Xu Xinghe immediately shook her head, her eyes becoming even more determined.
No, we can't give up!
No matter how difficult it is, she must find a way to get a pistol in order to find Jiang Linchuan!
Perhaps... we can ask someone for help.
It took Xu Xinghe a while to temporarily suppress the thought. She first reorganized and categorized the supplies in the space, placing commonly used tools and medicines in easily accessible places.
After doing all this, she stepped out of the space and looked at the sky gradually darkening outside the window, already having a preliminary plan in mind.
The medicines are sufficient, and all the necessary survival tools are available.
Next, we need to solve the weapon problem.
She needed to get the pistol as soon as possible and then wait for Commissar Wang's reply.
Whether he agrees or not, I'm going to set off!
As night deepened, the courtyard fell silent.
Xu Xinghe sat at the table, quietly looking at the marriage certificate in her hand under the lamplight.
The road ahead may be full of hardships and dangers, but for Jiang Linchuan, she is fearless!
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Xu Xinghe got up.
After a quick wash, she ate something and went straight to the next room.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Not long after, Zhang Cishu opened the door in casual clothes. When he saw it was her, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Normally, she would just call for help from the yard if something happened, but she actually came over today, so it seems like something really serious has happened. "Xinghe, what's wrong?"
“Cishu, I have something I’d like to ask you for help with.” Xu Xinghe walked into the courtyard and lowered her voice. “I want you to help me get a handgun. I need it for self-defense.”
Zhang Cishu's brows furrowed instantly. "What do you need a pistol for?"
"It's really just for self-defense," Xu Xinghe explained. "As you know, my prescription is too important, and the spy organization has been watching me. Moreover, Lin Hui's identity is very suspicious; there might be spies of theirs in the military as well. If someone suddenly attacks me, I can't just sit and wait to die. Having more self-defense capabilities means I can at least fight back in a crisis."
She smiled helplessly, "Don't worry, I will never use it within the military. I will only use it to deal with potential dangers when I go out."
Zhang Cishu stared into her eyes, seemingly trying to determine the truthfulness of her words.
Xu Xinghe looked him straight in the eye, a wave of guilt washing over her.
But apart from Zhang Cishu, she really didn't know who else to ask for help.
I will find a chance to make it up to him in the future...
After a long silence, Zhang Cishu slowly nodded. "I can give you the pistol, but you won't know how to use it. It will just be a decoration, and you might even hurt yourself."
“I can practice!” Xu Xinghe’s eyes lit up instantly. “As long as you give me a gun, I will definitely learn it as soon as possible.”
Seeing her happy expression, Zhang Cishu remained silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Come with me."
Xu Xinghe was overjoyed and quickly followed in his footsteps.
The two walked out of the family compound and arrived at the firing range behind the military headquarters.
It was just dawn, and there was no one else at the firing range except for a few soldiers on guard.
Zhang Cishu walked up to a soldier and ordered, "Go get a pistol and a box of bullets, a smaller model, suitable for women."
The soldier's gaze fell on Xu Xinghe, and he hesitated. "Captain Zhang, this... Comrade Xu is not a soldier of the military headquarters, and according to regulations, he is not allowed to handle firearms."
“She’s just here to practice. I’ll take responsibility if anything goes wrong.”
Having said all that, the soldier had no choice but to nod and turn to fetch his weapon.
Not long after, he brought over a black pistol and a box of bullets and handed them to Zhang Cishu.
Zhang Cishu picked up the pistol, checked the safety, and only after confirming it was off did he hand it to Xu Xinghe, saying, "Take it."
Xu Xinghe reached out and took it.
The cool metallic touch and the heavy weight pressing down on her palm made her instantly feel the weapon's power.
This was her first real encounter with a handgun, and she was inexplicably nervous.
"Raise your gun."
Xu Xinghe immediately did as instructed.
“You’re holding the gun wrong.” Zhang Cishu walked up from behind, gently grasped her arms with both hands, and adjusted the muzzle to the right height. “Your arm should be straight, but not too tight. Relax your shoulders, use the base of your thumb and forefinger to hold the handle, and let your fingers rest naturally on the trigger. Don’t press it down hard.”
His breath was right next to her ear, and the warm touch made Xu Xinghe stiffen slightly, but she quickly focused her attention and remembered every detail he said.
Zhang Cishu helped her adjust her posture step by step until he was sure it was correct. Then he slowly took her index finger and whispered, "Aim at the bullseye, take a deep breath, and pull the trigger."
"Bang!"
With a crisp gunshot, the bullet whistled out and accurately hit the bullseye dozens of meters away.
The powerful recoil made Xu Xinghe's arm go numb, and she staggered backward.
Zhang Cishu let go of her hand and helped her up. "Do you remember what it felt like just now? The feedback from the recoil, the force of the trigger, and the aiming angle."
Xu Xinghe rubbed her numb arm and nodded vigorously, "I've got it!"
The shock and impact of that moment were deeply imprinted in her mind.
“Okay, try it yourself.” Zhang Cishu stepped aside, gesturing for her to do it herself.
Xu Xinghe took a deep breath, gripped the pistol tightly according to the posture Zhang Cishu had taught him, closed his eyes to recall the feel of the pistol just now, and when he opened his eyes again, his gaze was fixed on the bullseye.
She slowly raised her arm, adjusted her breathing, and forcefully pulled the trigger!
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