Chapter 16 Air Gun
In the stuffy utility room, Li Mo sat on a small stool and looked at the things in his hand in a daze. The calm face was like a monk, and no one could see the boiling and fear of Li Mo's inner world at this time.
When he got this damaged *, Li Mo found that his power would automatically appear, and a three-dimensional structure diagram of the whole gun appeared directly in his mind. Each of the structural part on it had a specific name and size. I have never encountered such a situation. Li Mo is a little scared, but what will happen if his power is not under his control? However, I am a little relieved that my power has no lethality and destructive power. It will not suddenly appear and bring irreparable losses to yourself or the people around you.
Now I don't know whether the change of power is good or bad. Li Mo decided not to think about it for the time being if he doesn't understand it. He carefully observes the * three-dimensional picture in his mind. From the picture, Li Mo was surprised to notice that the gun was damaged. It turned out that the piston spring was stuck, so the gun did not respond when it pulled the trigger. Concentrating on, Li Mo checked all the parts of * and found that there were no other problems. He naturally disassembled * into parts in his hand. The skilled movements were like a soldier who had been familiar with firearms for a long time. When a new assembly * appeared in his hand, Li Mo suppressed his excitement, clumsily raised his gun to aim at the wall and pulled the trigger, with a crisp sound.
All right!
Li Mo held * in both hands, looked at it carefully, took out a piece of cloth to wipe the dust on the surface, and stroked the cold barrel. This is the gun! Although it's just a *, for Li Mo, Li Mo clearly felt his future on this gun. From the time he found it to the time he held it, Li Mo felt that it was like a friend who had been separated for a long time. He was so kind and had the impulse to hold the gun in his arms. Li Mo likes the feeling of holding a gun very much. It seems that only when the gun is around can he feel safe in a dark place in his heart.
From his father's room, Li Mo found half a box of * bullets left a long time ago, and counted a total of 31 4.5mm lead bullets.
With an apprehensive mood, Li Mo hid * and bullets. This matter must not be found by his father, at least before he didn't use it; Li Mo knew that the area was very strict with gun management, and he was not a primitive area. There were not many beasts, and there were few shotguns in the whole township. Or *. In addition, it is now the 21st century, and few people will hunt with guns.
When he came to Han Bing's house, Li Mo couldn't help pulling Han Bing into his room. After closing the door, Li Mo whispered to tell Han Bing that he had found a * from home, and this * could still be used. Li Mo did not say that he had repaired it, because it might arouse the suspicion of the Korean soldiers.
"*What's the use? Do you want to go to the mountain to play birds? Han Bing saw that Li Mo Shen had been doing this mysteriously for a long time just to talk about this matter, and he said with disdain.
Li Mo was choked by Han Bing's words for a long time. Yes, it's just a handful of *. Why did he run so excitedly to share his excitement with Han Bing? After thinking for a while, Li Mo knew that he was not happy because of *, but because of the special effect of his power on the gun. It's just a handful of *. Is it true that we just play birds on the mountain?
After muttering in a low voice for a long time, Li Mocai stared at Han Bing and said, "Yes, let's go to catch birds. But instead of going up the mountain, we went to the ravine of the neighboring village. Isn't there a lot of pheasants there? Let's try it now. If we can hit one or two, we will have a good luck at night.
The name of the neighboring village is Jingou, which is the real mountain. In addition to the mountain, there are only a dozen families in the whole village. People from generation to generation can only lead to the outside world from a winding road. Because of the scarcity of people, mountains and all kinds of tall and prosperous trees, no one can be seen along the way. On the lifeline that people in the mountain have passed through for generations, a roar broke the tranquility in the mountain. A group of birds fluttered their wings and screamed from the woods, hovering far away, looking at who rushed into their territory.
A black motorcycle, two young people with green faces. In such a hot weather, both of them are still wearing long-sleeved jackets and trousers, wrapping their bodies airtight. What's more strange is that the young man behind him still carries a long stick-like thing behind him, just because he can't see what's inside because it's wrapped in a cloth.
These two people are Li Mo and Han Bing who have just come out of the village. The motorcycle is the new car that Han Bing family just bought this year. In Li Mo's hometown, there is a motorcycle that represents the ability of a family. Han Bing's father also gritted his teeth and bought the motorcycle after selling the tea this year, and Li Mo knew that his family would not buy a motorcycle until this time next year. After all, in modern society, it is very important for people to communicate with each other, and at the end of the last century, the loudest sentence was: time is money. For most people today, this famous saying is still true. When farming is idle in the countryside, the men in the family will find a small worker in the countryside. Not only can the salary subsidize the family, but there is also a lot left. Otherwise, where will the farmers get the money? Do you rely on selling food? The state strictly limits the price of grain and controls the price of grain. If the price of grain is too high, low-income people in cities and towns will even have problems with eating. If the price is too low, it will hurt farmers. Usually, it is about one yuan. In addition to the fact that farmers will not starve to death, the cost and income are similar. Therefore, working as a temporary worker has become an important source of income for a rural family. With a motorcycle, you will not miss the time because of the distance. When you leave early and return late, you don't have to travel more than ten kilometers on foot. As long as you ride a bike, you can get home in about ten minutes, which is very convenient.
The motorcycle didn't stop until the entrance of Jingou Village, because there was only a small mountain road to enter again, and the motorcycle would definitely not pass. Han Bing was a familiar person. He walked directly into a house by the roadside and saw the male host standing by the door and watching. Uncle, we are from Daling Village. We are going to go into the mountain to have a look later. I'll put the car in your yard, okay?" Han Bing asked with a smile and handed over a piece of Huangshan smoke.
"Daling Village? Your father is Han Jiancheng, right? I still worked with him! Everyone is very familiar with it. The male host has the simplicity and vigilance of the people in the mountains. After looking at the two carefully for a while, he took the cigarette with a smile and clicked on it happily. He knows that this kind of Huangshan cigarette costs ten yuan a pack, which is not something that ordinary people can smoke in the countryside. Maybe he will only buy a pack during the Spring Festival to greet important guests.
"Oh? Do you still know my father? That would be great! I'll call you uncle." Han Bing didn't expect that this person knew his father, so today's matter was simple.
"Don't worry, the car is in my yard, and I'm sure I won't lose you." The male host remembered the purpose of the two children and agreed carelessly, but his tone was indescribably firm. But I think you two are going to go hunting in the mountains? Now is not a good time. At this time of summer, some beasts on the mountain will go down the mountain to find food. If you encounter them, it will be very troublesome. And I don't think the gun you're holding is a shotgun, right? It seems to be called *. In addition to dealing with pheasants and so on, ordinary people can't even deal with a rabbit.
"Uncle, how do you know so clearly? We are going to go into the mountain to see if we can hit the pheasant. Han Bing looked at the male master in surprise, "Are there many beasts on the mountain now? Are there any wolves or something?"
"How do I know? I'll tell you later. You two go in the room to take a sip of water. It's not good to stay outside on such a hot day. The male host invited Han Bing and Li Mo into the room, took out two clean cups, and poured a slow cup of tea. After introduction, the two knew that the dark-skinned male host's surname was Lin Jianguo. Now he is the only one at home, and his wife and children will go to their mother's house to visit relatives.
Li Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip. A coolness soaked his heart. The heat brought on the road seemed to disappear at once, and he felt comfortable all over his body. After drinking the herbal tea in the cup in one go, Li Mo quietly looked at the home; except that a table painted with red paint on the hall was new, and the table on the table A 21-inch color TV, and the rest are old furniture. The room was very clean, and it could be seen that the owner of the house was a diligent person. No refrigerators were found, and Li Mo felt that there were very few refrigerators in the whole countryside now. It was not until a few years later that all kinds of large electrical appliances quickly poured into various families with the activities of household appliances in the countryside in the national policy.
I picked up the teapot on the table again and poured myself a cup. I wondered how the water could be so cold. However, Li Mo is not familiar with others, and it is not easy to ask. Maybe it is his own little secret.
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