Behind me is the earth

Zhang Lu's background was clear, he was honest, and there was little risk in picking up the box, so Ren Pingsheng felt more at ease.

As his subordinate, it is also very easy to use.

Ren Pingsheng handed Zhang Lu the address of his hometown and the house key. After exchanging mobile phone numbers, he asked him to drive off in his small Ford.

One hundred thousand yuan arrived quickly, and Ren Pingsheng transferred another two thousand yuan to Viagra.

"???Why transfer money again?"

Viagra Reply.

"Get more crossbow arrows, dad is not short of money."

"Okay, daddy will satisfy you."

Ren Pingsheng raised the corners of his mouth and put away his cell phone.

He knew in his heart that the two thousand yuan he gave to Viagra yesterday was not enough to pay for three steel crossbows and two horizontal knives, but Viagra didn't care at all.

Now that he has money, he naturally cannot treat his eldest son badly.

I strolled to the club across the street and ordered technician No. 8, whom I knew well, to massage my feet.

"Brother Pingsheng, you have been under a lot of pressure lately~"

No. 8 has a sweet voice.

"Press it carefully. I've walked a lot in the past few days. I'll just point at you and squeeze it until it's comfortable. Just press it hard. I'm so excited!"

Ren Pingsheng was lying on a chair, holding his mobile phone in his hand, browsing Tengu.

"Okay Brother Pingsheng, leave the rest to me, you just have to enjoy it~"

The sound of No. 8 always makes people itchy, but the technique is good, the hand is strong, and the pinch is quite transparent.

You can always trust number 8.

"5 traditional bows; 5 straight knives; there is also a store selling Ming Dynasty armor, 嚯12888, which claims to have actual combat protection capabilities. Let's try a set; and the stab-proof clothing I bought last time seems to be of good quality. Come back again Order a few pieces; the outdoor batteries are not enough, so I will order two more, plus a few solar charging panels, inverters, and wires must be arranged...

Buy some more food..."

Ren Pingsheng held his phone and looked at it, and placed an order when he saw what he felt he needed.

The 100,000 yuan I just received was still warm, and soon only 35,200 were left.

Ren Pingsheng transferred the 35,000 yuan to a bank's app. The current deposits have a fluctuating income of 3 points per year, which is neither high nor low. The main reason is that the bank card can be bound to WeChat, so that it can be withdrawn at any time and credited in real time. .

"Brother Ping Sheng, give me a good review~"

On the 8th, he sent Ren Pingsheng to the lobby and gave him a thumb bear ornament.

After leaving Liangzi Foot Road, Ren Pingsheng went to a restaurant to have lunch. At this time, the phone rang. It was Zhang Lu who had returned from Xingxian County.

"Was it a smooth journey?"

Ren Pingsheng returned to his residence and asked Zhang Lu when he saw him.

“I navigated directly to the village. Everyone in the village knew the boss’s house, so he took me there directly.

It's been a smooth ride. "

Zhang Lu smiled at Ren Pingsheng. Because he had just left campus and was not very good at getting along with his boss, his face was still a little nervous.

As he spoke, he opened the trunk, revealing a black wooden box.

The box is about the same size as a 55-liter storage box. It looks a bit old. The buckle with the auspicious cloud pattern is stained with cyan rust, and the lock is still an old latch-type lock.

"Let me help you move it, boss."

Zhang Lu saw that Ren Pingsheng was about to move the box, and quickly rushed forward to hug the box.

"No, I'll go eat first at noon. There's an elevator in the building and I can just take it up myself."

Ren Pingsheng patted Zhang Lu's arm and took the box from Zhang Lu's hand.

The box was a little heavy, so Ren Pingsheng moved it into the living room and closed the door while still breathing a little.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a hundred yuan red envelope to Zhang Lu: "Go have lunch first, and then go to the store after eating."

The phone was thrown on the sofa, and Ren Pingsheng looked at the lock on the box.

The key to the box had been lost a long time ago, and he didn't want to destroy it violently.

Finally, he used a screwdriver to unscrew the screws on the buckle, and then opened the box.

On top of the box is an old cotton-padded jacket that has not been exposed to sunlight all year round and has a musty smell.

Taking out the cotton-padded jacket, there was a sealed plastic bag underneath. The plastic bag was very dry, and there was also a moisture-proof bag that was common in food bags.

In this plastic bag, there were two guns, one long and one short, a 56 and a half Mitsubishi bayonet, and a pack of yellow-orange bullets.

"M1911a1."

"56 semi-automatic."

Ren Pingsheng was excited when he saw these two guns.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground, took out two guns, and checked the condition of the guns. Although they had not been taken out for more than ten years, the condition of the guns looked good.

Ren Pingsheng placed the bag of bullets on the ground and saw a small wooden box and a canvas bag in the box.

When I opened the box, I saw two certificates and several medals inside.

There are "Commemorative Medals for the Battle of Crossing the River" and "Commemorative Medals for the Huaihai Campaign".

When you open the certificate, there is a photo of Ren Pingsheng's grandfather on it.

Ren didn't have a deep impression of his grandfather in his life. When he was six years old, his grandfather passed away due to the recurrence of an old injury.

All I know is that when my grandfather was twelve or thirteen years old, he joined the Eighth Route Army, fought against the Japanese, and participated in the Liberation War. He was seriously injured during the attack on the Yangtze River in Shanghai. It was a blessing in disguise that he did not go to Kinmen and saved his life.

I heard from my father that in my grandfather’s files, he also received first-class merit once and third-class merit several times.

Although he didn't have a deep impression, Ren was always proud of his grandfather throughout his life.

Collect these certificates and medals again and put them back into the wooden box.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the two guns again.

A pistol was seized by my grandfather on the battlefield, and he later used it as his sidearm for a long time.

After I changed my job and returned home, I brought it back.

56 and a half, left over from when my grandfather organized a militia company in the village.

When my father was young, he used to take this gun to hunt game in the woods. Ren Pingsheng remembered touching it when he was a child, but after the gun ban, he never saw it again.

If it hadn't been for the fact that when he came back from the provincial capital this time, his father suddenly remembered that there were two guns at home and asked him to hand over the guns that had been hidden in the box back home to the police station, he would have forgotten about it.

Ren Pingsheng poured the bullets in his bag onto the ground, and yellow and orange bullets suddenly scattered all over the ground.

He divided the bullets into two piles and counted them one by one.

A total of 270 rounds, including 140 rifle rounds and 130 pistol rounds.

Ren Pingsheng found two boxes and put bullets in them respectively.

The number of these bullets is not small, but in fact, it can't help but be shot a few times. It's okay to use it for self-defense in another world, but it's a waste to use it to shoot living corpses.

Ren Pingsheng first followed the instructions in the video, and clumsily disassembled the two guns and maintained them.

The firearm was found to be in good condition.

Finally, Ren Pingsheng took out the 11.43mm pistol bullet and pressed 7 bullets into the magazine.

With a "click", the magazine clicked into the grip.

Holding the heavy and cold powerful pistol in his hand, Ren Pingsheng felt more confident about going to Qingcheng Town for development.