Seeing Xu Ning leaving, Han Yating asked Li Xuewu, "Do you want the section chief to give it to you?"

Li Xuewu glanced at Han Yating and said, "Don't stay out of the enemy's way. This is the enemy's deliberate attempt to disrupt us. We ourselves can't mess up our position. You don't have to worry about me. I'm always with a gun. There are ten or eight of them."

I’m not afraid of anything.”

She looked at Han Yating and said, "I'm worried about you, so let's live in the factory except when on duty. Firstly, it's safe, and secondly, it's convenient to gather when necessary."

Han Yating patted Dawusi on her waist and said, "Section Chief, don't worry, although my marksmanship is not as good as yours, I am not the weak woman you imagined. Instead, I am thinking of a few opportunities to make meritorious deeds."

Seeing that Han Yating was inspired by the fact that Xu Ning, who had always been naughty, was hurt, and that she herself was hurting others, she became determined to fight to the end.

The sons and daughters of China are full of ambitions and do not like red makeup but rather arm themselves.

"I believe in your ability, but I don't believe in the enemy's bottom line. These people are already trapped beasts still fighting. They will jump over the wall when they are anxious. Danger will come at any time, so you should still be on duty at the steel rolling mill."

Seeing that the section chief was doing it for her own good, Han Yating stopped showing off and asked, "Since Hu Zhengquan is aware of it, should we follow him today?"

Li Xuewu pondered for a moment and said, "Here, since he wants to play, let's play with him. I want to see what tricks he can do."

Seeing Li Xuewu's perseverance, Han Yating asked, "Section Chief, how do I feel about our factory?"

Li Xuewu clicked on the door and said softly, "Walls have ears."

Han Yating's face froze and she looked at Li Xuewu in disbelief.

Li Xuewu has reported the situation to Li Dongwen, and believes that Dongfeng will arrive soon.

"You don't have to worry about any of this, just do what I tell you, and keep an eye on your own business, and don't sacrifice the good for the sake of the weak."

Han Yating replied absentmindedly, "Yes, Section Chief, I understand."

For a girl in her twenties, who had only been working for a few years, it was normal for her to be hit hard when encountering this kind of thing. It was also a kind of growth experience, so Li Xuewu did not advise her.

Seeing Han Yating go out, he also packed up and prepared to go home after the morning shift.

When I went downstairs, I thought about it and turned to the gun warehouse on the first floor.

The last time the staff was expanded, a new person came in to the gun warehouse. It turned out that the firefighter from the fire department was injured and could not go to work. The personnel department took care of it and assigned him to the gun warehouse for duty.

Now the gun must be unlocked by both Lao Zhou and newcomer Yuan Ruicheng at the same time.

When Li Xuewu walked into the gun warehouse, he saw both Lao Zhou and newcomer Yuan Ruicheng there. They didn't know whether it was because Lao Zhou didn't want to talk or because the newcomer Yuan Ruicheng was just as boring as Lao Zhou. Anyway, they faced each other.

Sitting face to face, there was no communication at all.

Seeing Li Xuewu come in, both of them stood up. Zhang Li, the general administrator of the militia, stood up and greeted Li Xuewu, "Hello, section chief."

Seeing Yuan Ruicheng standing aside in silence, and Lao Zhou showing no intention of introducing him, Zhang Li said, "Section Chief, this is the new Comrade Yuan Ruicheng in our office. You haven't met him yet, right?"

Li Xuewu nodded to Yuan Ruicheng and said, "The Human Resources Department told me about Comrade Ruicheng's situation. Thank you for your hard work. I wish you will continue to contribute to our steel rolling mill in our department and make new achievements."

Yuan Ruicheng is used to the kind of training of the fire department and fire brigade, but now he is transferred to an office to work, which is quite uncomfortable, especially since the two people in this office are not talkative, and he feels even more reserved.

Now that his section chief took the initiative to greet him, Yuan Ruicheng shook hands with Li Xuewu excitedly and said, "Thank you, section chief Li, I promise to complete the task."

Li Xuewu looked at this honest man and thought that he was also a person with a disciplined style. Li Xuewu had some ideas about the position of gun warehouse keeper, otherwise it would be impossible to add another person to this position.

"Do your best. This is the most serious and responsible position in our Security Section and even the Security Department. I'll leave it to you."

Yuan Ruicheng saluted Li Xuewu and said, "Promise to complete the task."

Lao Zhou's expression did not change when he heard Li Xuewu's words, he just stood aside.

Li Xuewu encouraged Wanyuan Ruicheng and said to Lao Zhou, "Get me a Type 56 with 100 rounds of ammunition. I will use it for whatever purpose I received. It will be kept confidential. The time limit is uncertain, that's it."

After hearing this, Lao Zhou glanced at Li Xuewu and said nothing. Li Xuewu was the leader of the gun warehouse keeper and the head of the powerful department of the security department. He had the right to receive firearms. As for the use and expiration date, these things were considered

Li Xuewu made up lies, and Lao Zhou had to believe them.

The registration was made in the registration book, Li Xuewu signed, and Lao Zhou looked at Yuan Ruicheng.

When Yuan Ruicheng saw both of them looking at him, he remembered that he still had a key in his hand. He hurriedly stepped forward and took out the key to open half of the lock, while Lao Zhou took out a key from his waist and opened the other half.

No one else is allowed to enter the gun store. Li Xuewu has never gone in since the handover, and he doesn't want to go in.

Lao Zhou and the other two went in, took out the gun and bullets, and put them on the desk. Li Xuewu counted the bridge clips one by one, exactly 10, and carefully inspected the gun before placing it in the last column of the registration form.

Signed with number and name.

"That's it. If you use it later, I'll tell you what the bullet is for."

Li Xuewu told Lao Zhou and the two of them and put the gun in the early preparation room.

He carried the good canvas bag in his hand and walked out.

Even though Li Xuewu was bragging to Han Yating at the office, as if he was taking over the world with his May Fourth, he was actually the most timid.

To put it simply, if those people jump over the wall in a hurry, any kind of weapons may appear, not to mention "one gun, two horses, three flower mouths, four snakes and five dogs with their mouths open and kick" these conventional messy pistols left over from the Republic of China period.

Or more concealed special weapons, such as crooked light machine guns, standard rifles, and grenades are all possible.

As for mortars, Li Xuewu was not afraid of them. They were too bulky and inconvenient to use in street fighting and pursuit battles. However, grenades and light machine guns were things that Li Xuewu had to guard against.

New recruits are afraid of cannons, veterans are afraid of machine guns.

Cannons either can't hit or you can't feel them, but sometimes machine guns and grenades can't kill you, but they torture you to death.

Li Xuewu received a Type 56, and at least he was no longer afraid of ordinary combat forces. Setting off firecrackers in the city would attract large troops in a short time.

As soon as the bell rang to get off work, Li Xuewu went to the cafeteria to eat and then went home. On the way, he flicked the gun into his finger space.

I just have time today to go to the flea market and see if I can buy some furniture.

When we rode home, we happened to catch up with Wen San'er to go home for dinner. Due to the distance, these people basically had lunch separately. After eating, they rested for a while and then went out again. Sometimes they were close and they might go back and forth.

Several trips. If it's far away, I'll come back at noon.

Li Xuewu told Wen Saner about buying furniture and wanted to ask if there was any suitable furniture on the market.

Wen San frowned and said, "Why are you thinking about going to the flea market to buy it? What you need is large pieces of furniture. They are all sold on the go in the market. How is it possible to sell so many large pieces of furniture?"

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Li Xuewu slapped his forehead and said, "I'm confused. I've been busy with work lately. Where should I buy it?"

Wen San'er looked at Li Xuewu and said, "Let's entrust the store. The goods there are all big, and you can also find good ones. If you want to sell the valuable second-hand goods in Sijiu City, go there.

The flea market is full of daily gadgets and random things. It's similar to a "junk market." I don't know what you think."

Li Xuewu rubbed his face. He was really too busy with his work. He was also preoccupied with going to the flea market to look for old furniture.

Li Xuewu said to Wen San'er, "Then you can go out less this afternoon and come with me."

Wen San'er looked at Li Xuewu dumbfounded and said, "Why don't you just sleep in the room and talk about it later?"

Li Xuewu asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

Wen San'er pointed at his eldest grandma and said, "You are buying old furniture, not bills. Why are you taking me there? You shouldn't be taking your grandpa with you."

Li Xuewu was also amused by his own thinking. Recently, he was so focused on the case that his normal life was affected. He turned to his eldest grandma and said, "Then let the third uncle look after the house. Grandma, come with me."

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The eldest grandma saw that Li Xuewu was still energetic, and then she nodded and said hello, but she said nothing and refused to let Li Xuewu drive the carriage. Instead, she drove the carriage and took Li Xuewu out of the west courtyard.

The entrusted store is also a branch of the supply and marketing cooperative. It is right next to the supply and marketing cooperative, but it is not in the same yard.

Li Xuewu and his eldest grandma tied the carriage at the door and entered the gate of the entrusted store.

The store is not small, and the goods are not all very old. There are many counters, and there are no shabby furniture or items. They are all worth some money.

The consignment fee needs to be deducted from the goods sold on consignment here. If the selling price of the goods is not worth the consignment fee, it would be a joke. Therefore, the goods sold on consignment in the store now have some value, and more of them are of high value.

Li Xuewu walked around the counter on the first floor. There were not many people in the room, so when he looked at it, the staff in the store were not as impatient as the supply and marketing cooperative.

Most of the people standing at the counter were older people, and it was impossible for them to say those harsh words.

The salesperson didn't say anything when she saw Li Xuewu pacing around the counter with his hands behind his back.

There are a lot of good things, but not many that are useful, such as watches, radios, glasses, jades, antique calligraphy and paintings, silks and satins.

It didn't take long for Li Xuewu to find the object he liked. Otherwise, this store has everything. The children's toys Liu Yin asked Li Xuewu to buy a few days ago are here, and they are high-end goods.

"Show me this rattle," Li Xuewu said, pointing to the yellow rattle placed on an antique box on the counter.

The salesperson behind the counter was more polite than the one at the supply and marketing cooperative. He opened the cabinet door and took out the rattle and handed it to Li Xuewu.

"The handle of the rattle is made of nanmu, the drum wall is made of oak, the cover is made of snakeskin, and the two drumsticks are made of jade. It is considered a high-end product for children to play with."

Li Xuewu took it, held it in his hand and shook it from side to side. Two jade drumsticks hit the drum surface, making a crisp sound of "dong dong dong", which was crisp and clear to the ears.

"It's okay, how much does it cost?"

The salesman smiled and pointed to the original location of the rattle.

Li Xuewu looked at it and said, "Hey guys, this thing costs 8 yuan."

"What? This was something Pu Yi played when he was a kid?"

The salesman was amused by Li Xuewu, pointed to the box where the rattle was placed, and said, "I wouldn't dare sell it if it had been played by Pu Yi. There are other things in this box."

As he spoke, the salesman took out the box, put it on the counter and opened it.

"Did you see it? It's made of red sandalwood. It was used by wealthy families to collect toys for their children in the past. This box only costs 8 yuan if it's packed with bags. It's suitable. Can you take a look?"
To be continued...