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

"Who fired the shot! What happened?" Before Zhu Zi could recover from the shock of his opponent being shot, Wang Wu's voice came from afar.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Wu led several guerrilla fighters running toward them.

"Captain Wang, I'm sorry, I just tested the gun." Bai Luo turned around and raised the Mauser pistol in his hand to Wang Wu, who was running over.

Hearing Bai Luo's words, Wang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Japanese devils had come again.

Then they saw something glittering in Bai Luo's hand, and upon closer inspection, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

He thought to himself, "Holy crap, that gun is gorgeous!" At the same time, he wondered where this kid got so many weird guns he'd never seen before.

I recognize the gun he's holding, but it's so well-made! Maybe I should trade my gun with this kid?

Later, I'll go to the guerrilla headquarters and show off to the battalion commander, so he won't be wiping that fancy pistol in front of me all day.

As he thought about it, his hand involuntarily reached out, intending to snatch the gun from Bai Luo's hand.

Seeing this, Bai Luo put the gun behind him, giving Wang Wu no chance.

Wang Wu reached out halfway, then realized something was wrong, pulled his hand back, rubbed his nose, and coughed awkwardly.

But Zhu Zi took advantage of this moment to run over.

"Brother Luo, why isn't your gun making any sound?"

Wang Wu was taken aback when he heard this, and cursed, "How can the gun make a sound if you don't fire?"

Without saying a word, he took the Glock 26 from Zhu Zi's hand.

He thought to himself, "This gun is so light, it's about the same length as my palm."

It looks quite strange; there's a small cylinder in front, a small mirror on top, and another small cylinder below the nozzle.

Seeing this, I secretly admired the gun's exquisite craftsmanship, though it felt a bit too delicate, like something a girl would use.

"Xiao Luo, can I fire a few shots?" Bai Luo waved her hand, indicating that it was up to her.

Seeing this, Wang Wu raised his gun to aim, and also discovered the use of the small mirror. After waiting a few seconds, he pulled the trigger.

With a "ding," Wang Wu was shocked by the vibration from the small gun in his hand. He was certain that he had fired the gun and that the spent cartridge had fallen right at his feet, but the gun really made no sound.

No, it's not that there was no sound, it's that the sound was very faint, so faint that it could be described as the slightest noise.

Wang Wu looked at Bai Luo in shock. Bai Luo didn't say anything, took the Glock 26 from Wang Wu's hand, removed the silencer, and handed it back to him, indicating that he should fire a few more shots.

After taking the gun, Wang Wu noticed that it was shorter than before. Without asking Bai Luo why he had removed the cylinder, he fired the gun at the target in front of him.

"Bang bang bang..." This time Wang Wu didn't stop, he kept firing until all the bullets in his gun were gone.

Then his gaze fell on the small cylinder in Bai Luo's hand.

"This is called a silencer. You wouldn't understand how it works if I explained it too much. Just know that it reduces the sound when the gun is fired, just like when you fired your first shot."

After hearing Bai Luo's explanation, Wang Wu was genuinely surprised that putting a cylinder over the muzzle of the gun would make it silent when fired.

But he didn't pay much attention. Gunfire was deafening on the battlefield, so the silencer was useless to him. He turned his gaze to Bai Luo's back.

Compared to the little thing in his hand, he still preferred the one on Bai Luo's back.

Then, he awkwardly said, "Xiao Luo, I need your help. Could you show me that mirror box?"

Seeing this, Bai Luo smiled and, without hiding anything, pulled it out from the waistband at his back and handed it to Wang Wu.

Wang Wu was overjoyed at the sight and repeatedly praised Bai Luo for his generosity. After returning the Glock 26 to Bai Luo, he took the gleaming Mauser C96.

The light in his eyes was even more fervent than when he looked at his own wife.

Moreover, the gun had carvings on it, making it look even more beautiful. The more Wang Wu looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he wanted it.

He wanted to trade his gun with Bai Luo, but when he saw the mirrored box gun on his waist, the rifling was almost worn away and it was damaged, but he really liked it.

"Brother Luo, can you part with this gun? I'll trade you something else for it."

Bai Luo smiled inwardly. He could tell from Wang Wu's eyes that Wang Wu was reluctant to part with the gun, but the gun wasn't of much use to Bai Luo. He might as well make it into a collectible item while he was still alive.

"Captain Wang, what do you want to trade with me? I don't lack weapons, I don't want food, and money is out of the question. This gun is silver-plated, and I believe Brother Wang should know its value by now, not to mention the hand-carved details on it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wu realized that he couldn't afford the gun, and that he really didn't have the money.

Thinking this, he could only give up on exchanging the gun. Just as he was about to return the gun to Bai Luo, Bai Luo made his request.

"I need a map of Jiangsu Province. I'm planning to go to Haishi. Can I exchange it for a map of Jiangsu Province? Or you can tell me the route to Haishi."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wu's eyes shifted from disappointment and reluctance to a gleam of brilliance.

"Brother Luo, we don't need a map. We're going to Suzhou in half a month, which is right next to Shanghai. You can come with me, what do you think?"

Bai Luo's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

"make a deal"

As she spoke, she pushed the gun that Wang Wu was halfway handing over into Wang Wu's arms. "The gun is yours now, go back and eat."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the courtyard he had just been in.

As soon as I got into the yard, my lips twitched. I found that the silly girl had already finished her plate. There were only four empty bowls left on the table, not a single crumb left.

There was another basket next to it, and judging from the crumbs stuck inside, it probably contained steamed buns, but I don't know how many there were.

Wang Wu followed him in and was taken aback when he saw the empty table. Then he noticed the mark on the silly girl's mouth and understood what was going on.

He laughed and said, "This girl can eat quite a lot. That's a good thing. I'll have someone send another portion over."

"No need," Bai Luo waved his hand, then took off his backpack, unzipped it, and pretended to take something out of the backpack. He then redeemed six large meat buns from the points mall.

Then he handed two to Wang Wu and Zhu Zi each, and kept two for himself. Just as he was about to eat, he saw Sha Niu staring at the bun in his hand again, so he handed her another one.

I was internally screaming, "Is this brat's stomach a bottomless pit? She ate enough food for four people and she's still not full."

In the following days, I took the silly girl for a run in the morning and taught her some simple tactical moves, but they were too complicated for her to learn.

But the food that the silly girl ate really paid off. His physical fitness level has now reached 1. He can carry 25 kilograms and run 15 kilometers without being out of breath.

Silly Girl initially carried 20 kilograms of weight, but one time, when it was almost mealtime, she thought Bai Luo was running too slowly. So, she turned around, hung the backpack on her chest, carried Bai Luo on her back, and ran all the way back to the guerrilla's mountain camp.

Adding Bai Luo's weight and the extra weight, this silly girl was carrying a 75-kilogram load for 7.5 kilometers without stopping.

This made Bai Luo exclaim inwardly that she was abnormal, and the fact that she was only slightly out of breath after returning meant that this was not the limit for Sha Niu. This gave Bai Luo a precise understanding of Sha Niu's status: machine gunner.

She can also be used as a mule; just make sure she's well-fed.