C39 Returning to the 1960s: Starting with Digging for Fo-ti

The Type 56 rifle is a large-caliber weapon. Without a silencer, the gunshot rang out, shaking everyone’s ears.

Moments ago, the entire bureau staff had been gathered around watching the two leaders pull and tug at each other in a playful scuffle. That sudden gunshot exploded, nearly scaring the souls out of everyone.

Especially Li Yang and He Yong. Both of them shivered violently. The sound of the bullet tearing through the air had clearly grazed right past them.

Everyone turned their heads in unison toward the source of the shot. They saw Du Jianguo holding the rifle, a smile on his face as he looked at Li Yang. “Team Leader Yang, do you think I’ve passed the test?”

Li Yang stiffly raised his right hand. Right in the center of the matchbox in his palm was a neat hole, with scorch marks still lingering around the edges.

He swallowed hard. This time he was truly convinced. That kind of marksmanship was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

“Great kid! I’m convinced, I’m convinced! I can be one hundred percent confident putting you in as the instructor!”

He Yong also let out a sigh of relief, a wave of joy rising in his heart. Du Jianguo had just earned him a lot of face.

But then he remembered how sudden the gunshot had been and couldn’t help but frown and scold. “You should have said something before you pulled the trigger! If something had gone wrong and the bullet hit his hand, do you want Team Leader Yang to be a cripple for the rest of his life?”

“Hey, He Yong, your mouth is getting stiff again, isn’t it?”

Li Yang glanced at He Yong, his tone lacking its previous anger and full of helpless resignation.

He Yong chuckled with a bit of pride. “Who told you not to believe me in the first place, saying I couldn’t find someone with good marksmanship? Well, look, I found a sharpshooter right away!”

Seeing that Du Jianguo was truly accurate with every shot, the police officers behind him dropped their reserve. They swarmed around Du Jianguo, clamoring for advice.

Du Jianguo didn’t hold back. He shared everything he knew that could help improve their aim.

He knew clearly that accuracy depended not just on skill but also on the firearm itself.

However, the key factor was practice.

As long as they mastered the techniques, the bureau didn’t lack ammunition. If they were willing to spend bullets practicing for a few years, these men would inevitably become good shots.

He Yong and Li Yang also crowded over, listening attentively.

The points Du Jianguo explained weren’t systematic, but they were all practical knowledge he had gathered through his own struggles. Some of this content was things He Yong, a legitimate police academy graduate, had never heard of.

This made him even more curious.

Where had this young man learned his marksmanship and these tricks of the trade?

After hearing some of the techniques, the officers couldn’t hold back. They grabbed their service pistols and headed to the range to practice. After one round, everyone had made significant progress.

Looking at the scene, He Yong smiled with satisfaction. This was exactly what he wanted to see.

Du Jianguo had not disappointed him.

“Not bad, not bad. If we train like this for a few days, everyone’s shooting skills are bound to improve by a large margin.”

He Yong nodded in satisfaction.

Li Yang joked with a smile. “With Comrade Jianguo here, I’m confident about our shooting skills. But there is still an important matter in our bureau, Team Leader He. You didn’t forget, did you? Your little junior sister is still wandering around the county town. When do you plan to invite this great deity to leave?”

Little junior sister?

Du Jianguo had a sudden idea and tilted his ear to listen to the gossip.

He saw He Yong frown and shake his head helplessly. “Who knows when this ancestor will leave? I wonder what my master was thinking, sending his daughter to this small place. I would prefer for this great deity to leave sooner rather than later.”

Li Yang glanced at him and smiled. “Your master’s intentions are obvious! He wants your little junior sister to come here to form a hunting team and test her abilities. Can’t you see that?”

“Of course I know.” He Yong sighed and shook his head again. “But my little junior sister is simply not cut out to be a police officer! I think she should just stick to her studies and not add chaos to our police station.”

As the two bantered back and forth, Du Jianguo felt a movement in his heart as he listened. A hunting team was being formed in the county?

This was a great opportunity!

Right now, what he needed most was a solid official identity.

Although hunting in Xiaoan Village wasn’t explicitly forbidden, it wasn’t exactly legitimate either.

Moreover, people like Li Ergou and Zhang Desheng were watching the village, waiting for him to make a mistake.

But if he could join the hunting team and get a proper identity, hunting would become legal. At that point, not only Li Ergou but even Zhang Desheng would have no reason to pick faults.

More importantly, the hunting team had a quota for firearms!

In this era, getting a legal and compliant gun was harder than finding a spouse. Du Jianguo made a silent vow. If this hunting team could really be formed, he would do whatever it took to secure a spot.

He Yong and Li Yang didn’t notice his thoughts at all. They chatted without restraint, completely treating Du Jianguo as an outsider.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the shooting range. A police officer in a green military uniform rushed in breathlessly, shouting urgently. “Team Leader He! Team Leader Yang! Bad news! Something terrible has happened! Miss Song Qingxue has been kidnapped!”

“What?”

He Yong’s face instantly turned pale. He rushed forward and grabbed the officer’s collar by the lapel, his voice trembling. “Say what again?”

The officer was so frightened he stammered. “Just now, Miss Song Qingxue and I were conducting research on hunters in the street. Suddenly a group of people rushed out and surrounded us… I wasn’t carrying a gun, and they weren’t afraid of the police. They knocked me out and took Miss Song Qingxue away!”

“What the hell were you doing?” He Yong was so angry his face turned green.

The scolded officer hung his head, too afraid to speak, his heart full of grievance. How could he fight off a group of bandits alone?

But he knew even more clearly the importance of Song Qingxue in He Yong’s heart. This was indeed his fault for failing to protect her.

He Yong took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his anger, asking. “Before they knocked you out, didn’t the bandits say anything? Did you get a good look at what they looked like?”

The officer frowned, trying hard to remember. After a long while, he shook his head. “I couldn’t see their faces clearly… but just before I passed out, I vaguely heard that group say that by kidnapping Miss Song Qingxue, they could report back to the person looking for a wife.”

“Enough, He Yong.” Li Yang calmed down first and pulled He Yong back.

“If he knew who those people were, he would have said so by now. The most important thing right now is to search the area where the incident happened and see if we can find any clues.”

He Yong also forced himself to calm down. He turned and shouted to the police officers. “Everyone, follow me!”

A large group of people immediately poured out, rushing to the street to find He Yong’s little junior sister. They left Du Jianguo alone, standing stunned in the empty shooting range.

“Kidnapped for a wife…”

Du Jianguo repeated these three words, suddenly remembering how his own wife had married him. His heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that group?

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed like them. But he quickly frowned.

Without orders from the bureau, he couldn’t take his service weapon and leave on his own.

“But if it really is that group, isn’t Song Qingxue in danger?”

This girl had come to set up the hunting team. Thinking of this, Du Jianguo gritted his teeth.

“Forget it, forget it. I’m going to save her!”

He no longer hesitated. He made an immediate decision, taking his gun and leaving the police station, heading in the direction the officer had mentioned.

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