my doomsday wish list

Chapter 69 Wipe the gun (12)

Zheng Xun carried two big bags and carried the heavy Lixiu to the indoor shooting range of the police station.

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

She was familiar with the police station and soon guided Zheng Xun to his destination.

In the indoor shooting range, there were two zombies wearing police uniforms.

Zheng Xun kicked them out, and then closed the door.

Lixiu blushed and jumped off him, skillfully twisting her somewhat numb buttocks.

She knew this was the protection fee she should pay.

Zheng Xun didn't understand the shooting process at the shooting range, so he could only stand in front of the shooting position and wait for Li Xiu's guidance.

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

"Pistol holding postures are generally divided into four types."

“High-ready, low-ready, compressed-ready and south-facing ready.”

"Each posture should be used according to the actual application, which one do you want to use?"

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

Lixiu thought for a moment and explained.

"The pistol is for close quarters combat, mostly indoors."

"In indoor firearms operations, compression preparation is generally used, with the elbows close to the body, the upper body slightly bowed, and the muzzle of the gun parallel to the gaze."

Lixiu held Zheng Xun's big hand tightly with her small hands, teaching him the correct posture for holding a gun.

"When we meet indoors, the competition is not about whose marksmanship is better."

"It's whoever sees it first, whoever holds the gun steadily, whoever shoots first."

"This gun-holding position is the safest."

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

But he highly recognized Lixiu's professional firearms skills.

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

The main reason is that the range is not far, and long-range strikes are rarely required.

"If you master a shooting posture, you can successfully hit the target once or twice to get a feel for it, then you are basically qualified for using a pistol."

Lixiu pointed to the target in the room, indicating that Zheng Xun could try to practice shooting.

Zheng Xun's eyes and the muzzle of the gun aimed at the bull's-eye which was not too far away.

boom!
boom!
boom!
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 hit, but it still hit the corner of the target.

"It's quite difficult to shoot a gun." Zheng Xun felt a little regretful.

"Actually, you are very talented." Lixiu said seriously, "Most newcomers miss a single shot when they practice shooting for the first time."

"Come on, it's really good!"

Zheng Xun had no intention of actually becoming a sharpshooter. Guns were more of a deterrent.

But with a professional guide like Lixiu next to me and a lot of bullets, I could practice a little longer.

Zheng Xun continued to practice shooting.

Slowly, five bullets can hit about two shots stably.

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

"Come here today."

Zheng Xun looked at Lixiu next to him, suppressing his exhaustion all the time, and unconsciously yawned several times.

I've been keeping an eye on the situation these days and taking notes every short period of time. I definitely haven't had a good night's sleep.

There is a lot of time after gun practice, and there is no rush.

"Oh, okay, let me pack things up." Lixiu took the initiative to put the remaining bullets back into the box.

Zheng Xun refilled two pistols, with a total of 55 bullets left, enough to take back.

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

The sky is bright.

The two returned to the base on the third floor.

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

Noodles, chicken legs, ham sausage, braised eggs, and a variety of snacks.

All of them were looted by Chief Wu and his group, and now they become Zheng Xun’s meal.

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

Then he went into the kitchen, found a small stainless steel pot, and cleaned it.

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

The lighter is lit on the stove, and the cold water is slowly boiled into hot water.

"Let me do it." Lixiu resisted her fatigue and stepped forward to help boil water.

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

Just dismantling the firing pin of the pistol hurt ten fingers, and now I can't touch hard things at all.

"No, you go have a rest first and call me when I'm ready." Zheng Xun took out the noodles, ham, chicken legs and other food from the bag one by one.

"Are you going to feed me next?" Lixiu was stunned, tears began to swirl in the corners of her eyes.

"Why, you don't like noodles?" Zheng Xun put the noodles into the boiling pot, sizzling them, and the strong aroma of noodles hit his face.

He might not be very good at cooking, but there would be no problem if he gave it to Lixiu.

"Thank you. It's the first time someone gave me food." Lixiu wiped the corners of her wet red eyes, "You are so kind."

Seeing Zheng Xun cooking the noodles seriously, I felt warm inexplicably.

Maybe it was because she experienced too dark apocalypse, her heart became colder and colder.

Former colleagues turned against each other and pushed friendly colleagues downstairs one by one to feed the zombies.

If she hadn't met such a good person as Zheng Xun, she wouldn't be standing here now.

He even helped find his sister Lina and even took the initiative to feed her.

I have never felt such warmth after staying in the cold steel and concrete city of Seoul for a long time.

Couldn't hold back the tears.

Soon.

A steaming pot of egg and ham noodles was cooked.

The house is full of fragrance.

Her little belly growled uncontrollably.

Zheng Xun picked up a chopstick of noodles, blew gently, and fed them to Lixiu.

Lixiu opened her mouth blankly.

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

I haven't been full for a long time, and with the aroma of the noodles, the hunger is obviously stronger.

soon.

The noodles were gradually wiped out, leaving only a pot of soup, which was steaming.

"Are you full?" Zheng Xun put down his chopsticks.

"Well, thank you for the hospitality." Lixiu nodded shyly.

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

"Ah deal?" Lixiu was confused.

She hasn't recovered yet.

Although I was used to making deals with Zheng Xun, I had to mention this kind of thing at a very warm and heartwarming moment.

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　There's another one later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)