Chapter 122: The King of Assassination, Sniper Rifle

Zhou Yuchuan lowered his voice, "How did you know he was the Militia Captain?"

Bai Wei pointed quietly at the wall.

Zhou Yuchuan looked up and discovered a yellowed photograph hanging on the wall; in the photo was a young Qian Laobo, wearing a large red flower on his chest, with "Militia Captain Qian Jianhua" written underneath.

"Then how did you know he loves to drink?"

"Look, see for yourself."

Bai Wei pointed again.

Under the table lay a large pile of empty wine bottles: beer, Erguotou, Nuerhong...

"Your powers of observation are truly impressive," Zhou Yuchuan said with sincere admiration.

"Of course, don't you know who I am?"

Bai Wei flashed him a smile, turned to place the roast chicken on the table, and then, as if performing a magic trick, pulled a porcelain wine bottle out of her backpack.

The wine was a sample bottled at the distillery, prepared to be brought back to check the results.

The aroma of the roast chicken drifted out; Qian Jianhua sniffed the air and looked Bai Wei up and down.

"You can hunt? Did you bag this pheasant?"

"Yes," Bai Wei admitted generously; in any case, the Beijiang Army were her soldiers, so the chickens they caught could be considered hers.

"This kind of pheasant—I hunted them in the mountains with my grandfather when I was a boy. The meat is exceptionally fragrant. They're extinct now; I never expected you to manage to get one," Qian Jianhua said in amazement, his throat giving a heavy swallow.

Bai Wei seized the opportunity to pour him a cup, "Qian Laobo, eat some chicken, drink some wine."

Half an hour later.

Qian Jianhua was flushed red from drinking, his mouth running incessantly.

"... Back in the day, when our Militia fought the bandits, this captain never missed a shot, one shot for every one..."

Seeing he had drunk enough, Bai Wei struck while the iron was hot.

"Qian Laobo, could you sell a few of those Hunting Rifles you used to fight the invaders to us for research?"

"Re... research... not for sale..." Qian Jianhua shook his head drunkenly.

Zhou Yuchuan lowered his voice, "Bai Wei, it seems this way of getting close to him isn't working either."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qian Jianhua, emboldened by the alcohol, burst into loud laughter.

"Not bad, little girl! The Hunting Rifles... I'll give them to you, but you have to bring me a few more of those extinct pheasants! Then I'll give you... the Hunting Rifles."

"That actually worked?" Zhou Yuchuan was surprised.

"Catching pheasants? No problem." Bai Wei winked at Zhou Yuchuan and lowered her voice, "You wait here, I'm going to catch the chickens."

"Hey, where are you going to catch..."

Before he could finish, Bai Wei had already run out of the house like the wind.

Zhou Yuchuan tried to get up, but was grabbed by Qian Jianhua.

"You, keep listening to my story!"

"Back in the day, our Militia..."

One hour later.

Qian Jianhua reeked of alcohol.

"Back in the day, this captain fought the bandits..."

Zhou Yuchuan sat by the table, feeling as though his ears were about to grow calluses.

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

In an instant!

A gust of wind smelling of chicken hit him square in the face.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Bai Wei was covered in sweat, carrying five chickens in her left hand and seven in her right, panting as she set them on the ground.

"Qian Laobo, look at these chickens, are they enough?"

They were all colorful, variegated pheasants.

Just like that, Bai Wei successfully obtained seven Hunting Rifles.

Qian Jianhua was so happy that he pulled a box out from under the bed and took out eight Hand Grenades.

"The little girl is impressive, catching so many pheasants all by herself."

"I have no use for these Hand Grenades, take them all to your Archaeology Team for research."

"Thank you, Qian Laobo."

Bai Wei hugged the Hunting Rifles and Hand Grenades and walked out of the house.

"Zhou Yuchuan, how did you know Qian Laobo had Hunting Rifles here?"

"During the War of Resistance, an enemy infantry battalion was stationed in Xiaohe Village; after being repelled by our army, they buried a batch of Hunting Rifles."

"Last year, the Archaeology Team was here studying war relics and hired Qian Laobo as a guide; I saw him take a Hunting Rifle into the mountains, but I didn't expect him to have Hand Grenades too."

After Zhou Yuchuan finished speaking, he smiled at her.

"Now it's my turn to ask: how did you manage to catch over a dozen live pheasants in such a short time?"

"Guess," Bai Wei said, playing dumb.

She wasn't about to tell Zhou Yuchuan that Xiao Moting had taken three hundred Beijiang Army soldiers into the forest to help her catch them on the spot.

"By the way, I asked you for a Sniper Rifle, but what we got now are Hunting Rifles."

Bai Wei looked at the old-fashioned Hunting Rifles on the ground.

Although the Hunting Rifle is a top-tier weapon in ancient times, if one wants to deal with the Rakshasa bandits without a single injury to the Beijiang Army, a Sniper Rifle is still more effective.

This gang of robbers has captured quite a few villagers; the number is not small, and among them are many women and children.

If the two sides were to engage in a head-on battle, this group of deranged robbers would certainly use the villagers as human shields.

If they are pushed into a corner, they might even kill the hostages.

Therefore, a Sniper Rifle is the best choice.

Zhou Yuchuan said, "Hand the guns over to me, and I'll get you a Sniper Rifle tomorrow."

"Ah, what are you going to do?"

"Take a guess."

Zhou Yuchuan calmly picked up the Hunting Rifles and grenades, turned around, and left.

Bai Wei stamped her foot in anger.

I couldn't tell, but Professor Zhou, who looks like such a refined man, is actually so devious... and even plays dirty.

But why did he take the Hunting Rifles? These few rifles are old models and wouldn't fetch much money.

Can he really manage to get a Sniper Rifle?

……

Early the next morning.

As soon as Bai Wei opened her eyes, she saw a message from Xiao Moting.

"Shennü Daren, has the equipment arrived? We are preparing to set off."

Bai Wei immediately called Zhou Yuchuan.

"Professor Zhou, your..."

"I'm already at the gate of your Farm, open up."

Bai Wei snapped back to reality; she didn't even have time to comb her hair, just raked it twice with her hands before rushing out of the house to open the door.

Zhou Yuchuan stood by the gate with a large cardboard box at his feet.

Bai Wei didn't have time to greet him and immediately opened the box.

Suddenly!

She was stunned!

"This works too?"

Inside the box, seven Hunting Rifles were neatly arranged.

Each Hunting Rifle had been fitted with a Red Dot Sight.

Zhou Yuchuan smiled, "This batch of Hunting Rifles has been fitted with a Six-fold Scope and also comes with Night Vision, so they can be used for sniping at night. The functionality is a bit inferior to a real Sniper Rifle, but if it's not for the battlefield and just for civilian use, it's enough."

"Let me try."

Bai Wei picked up a Hunting Rifle.

A modified Hunting Rifle is not enough for a modern battlefield, but if it were used in the ancient Daliang, it would be a true Divine Weapon!

She raised the gun and aimed at the distance.

The sniper lens brought the distant scenery closer; even a small sparrow on a tree grooming its feathers with its beak could be seen clearly.

"Amazing!"

Bai Wei was extremely excited.

This sniper-style Hunting Rifle is simply the king of assassination in ancient times; whoever it aims at dies!

Using it to assassinate the emperor from a distance would also be a breeze!

"Zhou Yuchuan, which friend did you find to help modify these Hunting Rifles? Give me their WeChat ID."

Zhou Yuchuan smiled.

"How could I possibly ask someone else for such a dangerous thing? If we were reported, both of us would end up in prison."

Bai Wei was startled, then turned her head back in surprise.

"Don't tell me you were the one who installed the sniper scopes."

Zhou Yuchuan smiled, "I know a little bit about modifying firearms, so I spent some time and installed them for you."

"You... you are just too shocking." Bai Wei gasped, re-evaluating Zhou Yuchuan, "Tell me quickly, is there anything you can't do?"