"Oh! This is a gun!" Bai Yifei seemed to have sing a song in his heart. This was the first time he had a gun when he grew up. He remembered that his ideal when he was a child was to be a policeman, and he could play a police and gangster game with his friends for a day with a gesture, but later he found out... the police team did not need otaku.

Although Bai Yifei had never used a gun before, in order to protect himself, he had specially climbed over the wall to study on some foreign websites. He clumsyly pressed the bullets in the box into the magazine. Seeing Lu Ze felt embarrassed and said, "I haven't used this thing before, I can't hit it accurately. Can you take some time to teach me in the future?"

Lu Ze looked at Bai Yifei with some confusion, feeling a little incredible. In his guess, Bai Yifei should be a member of an international intelligence organization, and now he doesn't even know how to use guns.

"I used to use bodyguards." Bai Yifei obviously felt Lu Ze's doubts and said that he was not worth his life.

"Okay!" Lu Ze nodded.

"Do you still have bullets? Just carry a box!" Since I had a fight with Eagle Sauce in North Korea, all the rabbits suffered from insufficient firepower anxiety. I always felt that I could bring more ammunition. This persistence of not repentance is no exception in the chicken-eating game.

"A box?"

"It's a little bit small, but it's enough for the time being." Bai Yifei nodded.

Still few? Are you a gun? Lu Ze was speechless and finally said, "It's easy to say, but these ammunitions were taken from the intelligence department, and the targets were obvious. Fortunately, with your batch of penicillin, you happened to make friends with the officers in the army and asked them to get a box of ammunition. Based on the large base of ammunition consumption in the army, a box of ammunition is inconspicuous at all."

At this moment, gunfire came from the street outside, and Bai Yifei and Lu Ze were both shocked. No matter what era, shooting in the capital was always a big deal. The two hurried to the window to check the situation.

"It shouldn't be the deal against him and Lu Ze, right? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence!" Bai Yifei was a little nervous. He came to the window and hid most of his body behind the wall, but just quietly showed half of his face. Compared with Lu Ze standing openly at the window to check, he looked a little vulgar.

I was also helpless! Bai Yifei was also wailing in his heart. In the main plane of reality, he had never seen a gun battle for more than twenty years. Now, he has made up for all the lessons he had owe in the past in one day. The first moment he heard the gunshot, he felt that his legs were already weak.

Somehow? The more dangerous it is, Bai Yifei's mind will become clearer. Many things that have been forgotten before will be remembered at this time.

He suddenly thought of a news article he saw a few years ago, saying that a policeman in a certain place arrested a fugitive. The fugitive resisted. The police fired a gun and fired a gun to warn him. As a result, the fugitive was fine in the end. Instead, he stood among the melon-eating crowds on the balcony of the building not far away. One person was hit by a falling bullet and died on the spot.

Thinking of this, Bai Yifei was even more afraid to show his head.

Suddenly, a figure ran quickly downstairs from the teahouse. Bai Yifei was stunned. He felt that the figure looked familiar. After thinking about it, he felt that this person looked very similar to the political commissar Zhao Gang in the old version of "Bright Sword" (Li Youbin's version, don't ask why it's not a young man version), but this figure seemed to be much younger.

"Isn't this person Zhao Gang?" Bai Yifei's heart moved. He didn't seem to have much explanation for Zhao Gang's previous identity in the TV series. He only knew that he was a college student, but he didn't think that when a college student came out to serve, he was the political commissar of the league, even if he was Li Gang, he couldn't do it.

Moreover, based on Zhao Gang's performance in the TV series, his marksmanship is good, and he can be called "a hundred-step piercing" and "a hundred-step piercing" can be called "a hundred-step piercing" and "a hundred-step piercing" can be said. If Zhao Gang had done it in underground work before entering the army, it would be normal. Who hasn't had any special skills for underground workers? Opening a safe with wire, "a hundred-step piercing" is just a basic operation. A little more powerful, such as Yan Shuangying... OK! He has blown his head.

After thinking about it, Bai Yifei decided to go to Zhao Gang. In the real world, he had been an activist of the party three times. Although he did not enter the party in the end, he had received long-term influence from his thoughts, which made Bai Yifei develop a subconscious mind to move closer to the party. After coming back to his senses, he felt a little impulsive and tried to measure the gains and losses. Bai Yifei still believed that as one of the main forces in the future in the War of Resistance, he would have to have contact with the Red Party for the sake of capital accumulation. Isn’t it a good opportunity now?

"Let's leave quickly!" Bai Yifei suggested to Lu Ze that he would go to find the Red Party and that Lu Ze, who works in the Military Control Commission, would never know about it, even if he was a partner.

"Okay!" A gunfight broke out on the street, and Lu Ze was not in a mood to continue staying there, not to mention that the transaction has been completed now.

Looking at Lu Ze's back as he left, Bai Yifei walked out of the teahouse and glanced around. He didn't notice anyone chasing him. He chased him in the direction where Zhao Gang left.

Half an hour ago, in a restaurant private room at the end of the street, the middle-aged man who was sitting at the dining table thinking that his face was thin was waiting in a restless manner.

Finally, the door was gently opened, and a man wearing a thick scarf and black-framed glasses, pressing the brim of the hat pushed the door and walked in.

When the thin middle-aged man saw someone coming in, he immediately stood up excitedly and looked at the person coming with expectation.

The man with a scarf turned around and closed the door of the private room, turned around, took off his scarf and hat, and looked at the middle-aged man quietly.

"Lao Yu! Lao Yu is really you! It's really you!" The middle-aged man rushed up with excitement and held Yu Ze's hands tightly with both hands.

"Lao Zhang, I've been together for many years! Don't be fine!" Yu Ze also held Lao Zhang's hands enthusiastically, with a passionate smile on his face.

Lao Zhang couldn't help but shed a few lines of tears, his tone choked, and he said intermittently, "Seven years! We haven't met for seven years! Lao Yu! You don't know how I spent the past few years. I hid from Tibet, couldn't find the organization, couldn't find the comrade, and broke off contact with my superiors. It's like a kite with a broken string, no support! Can you understand my mood?"

Yu Ze nodded. The underground work is all in one-line contact. Once the contact is disconnected from the online business and there are no other acquaintances, it will be extremely difficult. He gently patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, "Lao Zhang, since the 19th year of the Republic of China, where have you been going all these years? How did you spend it?"
Chapter completed!