This killer star of the War of Resistance Against Japan was only 9 years old.

"I'll take these two rifles. I'll take more bullets, and you can keep the rest," Bai Luo said nonchalantly, waving his hand.

He took those two rifles to teach the silly girl how to shoot; otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered with these old relics from World War II.

Wang Wu was overjoyed to hear Bai Luo's words and immediately ordered Zhu Zi, who was beside him, to collect several boxes of bullets and send them over.

A short while later, Zhu Zi brought over several bullet belts pulled from the Japanese soldiers' corpses. Bai Luo emptied out all the bullets, about 200 rounds.

Bai Luo wasn't idle either; it was for the silly girl to practice shooting anyway.

If Wang Wu knew that these bullets were for this silly girl next to him to practice shooting, he would probably be heartbroken.

Keep in mind that each of his guerrilla fighters only had an average of 5 bullets.

Bai Luo reached out and stuffed all the bullets into Sha Niu's backpack, then turned to Wang Wu and said, "Brother, since there's nothing else, we'll be going now."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard Wang Wu hurriedly call out, "Young brother, wait a moment. Why don't you have a meal before you go? You've been fighting for so long, I'm sure you're hungry. Where are you going? I know this area well for miles around. I can take you there after you finish eating."

Bai Luo hadn't reacted yet when she heard this, but the silly girl's eyes lit up at the thought of food.

"Xiao Luo, I'm hungry."

Bai Luo's lips twitched when he heard this. In less than two hours, five big steamed buns were no longer enough?

My curiosity about the depth of Silly Girl's belly has deepened; I must try to find out how much she can eat when I have time.

He was thinking about it, but his expression didn't show it. He wasn't very interested in staying for a meal; what kind of food could an anti-Japanese force have at this time? But he was indeed unfamiliar with the surrounding area.

Then he agreed, and as they walked, he said, "Brother, what is your surname? My name is Bai Luo, you can call me Xiao Luo."

"My name is Wang Wu, and I'm the captain of the guerrilla force near Dawei Village. Young man, where are you from? As for your equipment, forgive my poor eyesight, but there aren't any armed groups around here wearing uniforms like yours, are there?"

Bai Luo didn't care when he heard this. He had already guessed that Wang Wu would definitely ask these questions. After all, as a guerrilla force in this area, it was inevitable that an armed force would come to their doorstep.

"Brother Wang, you're joking. I'm all alone. These weapons and equipment were brought to me from abroad by someone else. I can't go into details."

When Wang Wu heard this, he didn't say much. After all, everyone has secrets, and they had only known each other for less than half a day.

Upon arriving at a courtyard, Wang Wu asked Bai Luo and Sha Niu to sit down first. He then hurriedly arranged for people to cook and clean up the battlefield. At the same time, he prepared to withdraw from Daxu Village and enter Daxu Mountain to prevent retaliation from the Japanese.

Sitting in the courtyard, Bai Luo felt bored, so he took out an empty magazine and bullets and taught the silly girl how to load the bullets. After seeing that the silly girl could do it, he called the system.

"System, open your personal panel"

Name: Bai Luo

Age: 8 years and 8 month

Overall physical fitness: 0.9

Height: 1.28 meters

Weight: XNUM X kg

Skills: Pistol Expert, Rifle Proficiency... (details omitted)

Space Item: Silver-plated engraved Mauser C96 x1

Points: 227

Bai Luo checked his personal panel and found that his physical attributes had increased by 0.1. He was secretly pleased. Only with stronger physical attributes could he put his fighting skills learned in his previous life to good use. Otherwise, when he needed to fight in close combat, he would not be able to kill the enemy quickly due to insufficient strength, which would not be fun.

Normally, one-on-one situations are fine, but when it comes to scouting, it's like making things difficult for yourself.

"Xiao Luo, it's all set up."

The silly girl next to him handed the remaining bullets and the magazine full of bullets to Bai Luo, who reached out and took the magazine and put it on the magazine rack in front of his chest.

The drum magazine is placed on the side of the back backpack for easy access, and the bulletproof chest brace is tucked back into the quick-response backpack.

He then strapped the quick-draw pistol holster from his chest to his thigh and tucked the spare magazine into his waistband.

After everything was arranged, I saw the guerrilla member next to me named Zhu Zi. His eyes were shining with a fierce light, clearly showing his curiosity and desire.

When he noticed Bai Luo looking at him, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Young man, may I take a look at your gun?"

He had never seen such a small and compact gun before, and a look of longing appeared in his eyes. What man doesn't love a gun?

Seeing the pillar's appearance, and then noticing the Mauser pistol tucked into his waistband, a flash of inspiration struck.

"Sure, but you'll have to trade me the bullets from the gun on your waist. Just give me 10 rounds."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zi immediately pulled out more than 10 bullets from his pocket and handed them to Bai Luo, who in turn drew his Glock 26 from his waist and handed it over.

"You can try firing it; there are 10 bullets in the gun."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zi was shocked. This gun looked quite small, but he didn't expect it to be so big that it could hold 10 rounds, the same as his mirror magazine.

"The system extracts the Mauser C96 into the backpack." Bai Luo felt the change in the weight of the backpack the next moment.

He opened his backpack and pulled out a gleaming Mauser pistol. Bai Luo couldn't help but complain that the broken gun was nice-looking but impractical. When he took it out at night, the moonlight made it look like a mirror.

Then he pulled back the bolt and loaded the bullets one by one. After loading, he looked at the pillar and stared intently at the Mauser pistol in his hand.

Bai Luo curled his lip. "Let's go, let's go out and test the gun?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zi immediately took Bai Luo and ran towards the village entrance. Then, Zhu Zi carried a piece of wood and placed it on the earthen slope at the village entrance.

After running back, he signaled to Bai Luo that it was time to fire. Upon seeing this, Bai Luo nonchalantly raised his gun with one hand, and then...

Then, embarrassingly, he discovered that his hands were too small to reach the trigger with one hand.

Zhu Zi noticed this too, but didn't say anything. He turned his back and saw that Zhu Zi's shoulder was twitching.

Bai Luo was amused by his own actions. He switched to holding the gun with both hands and shot at a fixed target 30 meters away from an expert-level pistol expert. That was still while holding the gun with both hands.

Then I heard "bang bang bang..." and within seconds all the bullets in the gun were emptied, and every shot hit the target.

When Zhu Zi heard the gunshot, he turned around and saw that Bai Luo's shots hit the target every time, almost always hitting the center of the wood. He was quite impressed with the little kid's marksmanship.

I don't know how this kid, who looks about 10 years old, trained.

After shooting, Bai Luo gave the gun a bad review, not for any other reason than that the glare from the sun when he was aiming it almost caused him to miss the target.

Bai Luo lost interest in studying the gun and signaled to Zhu Zi that it was time to fire.

Zhu Zi raised his Glock 26 and noticed a red dot in the center of the mirror-like device on the gun. After aiming, the red dot in the mirror was aligned perfectly with a piece of wood in the distance.

With a "ding," the recoil from the gun in his hand and the vibration of the wood in the distance told Zhu Zi that he had hit the target.

But why is this gun silent?!