Officer Wang opened the door and reported the test scores to Minister Niu.
Minister Niu nodded with satisfaction.
He took off a bunch of keys from the wall and took Li Aiguo to a warehouse not far from the office.
The key opened the rusty iron lock, and with a "squeaking" sound, the large iron door slowly opened.
Various weapons are placed on wooden shelves in the warehouse.
Seven-pull, eight-pull, ten-click, twenty-click, push wheel, thirteen-pull and other pistols, as well as rifles, bronze guns, 28-, 38-, and 79-type rifles, carbide guns, Tom submachine guns, Czech light machine guns, Canadian heavy machine guns, etc.
The condition of the weapons was not very good. They were rusty and some were incomplete. They should have been eliminated from the army.
Li Aiguo saw two M1 81mm mortars in the corner.
The sunlight shines through the glass window onto the jet-black barrel, giving off a cold sheen.
In terms of maintenance, this thing is definitely easy to use.
As long as the cannonballs are loaded in, the opposite wall can be knocked down.
Seeing Li Aiguo's eyes fixed on the mortar, Minister Niu quickly waved his hand: "That thing won't work, don't even think about it."
"If you want to be locked up, don't take me with you."
The idea of firing a shot was going to come to nothing.
Li Aiguo reluctantly walked to the wooden shelf and started shopping.
"Hey, even the rocket launcher won't work!"
"You seem to be a good boy, how can you be as greedy as your master?"
"You can only use the pistol."
Reluctantly putting down the rocket launcher, Li Aiguo picked up a pistol.
Different from ordinary pistols, this pistol is extremely large, has a brown handle and a silver-gray gun body, and looks particularly powerful.
When Minister Niu saw Li Aiguo walking over with a pistol, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes: "You have a good eye. This Colt M1911A1 pistol was seized from Task Force Smith by a soldier of the 23rd Regiment." .”
"It is said that on the battlefield in Burma, American soldiers used this pistol to shoot down the RB Zero fighter jet with four shots."
"We only have this one in the maintenance section."
Li Aiguo fiddled with the pistol for a moment, and suddenly thought of a key question: "Minister, do you have the matching bullets?"
"Let me take a look..."
Minister Niu took out the record book, rummaged through it for a while, and said with a smile: "You are lucky, there are exactly two hundred rounds of .45-inch Colt pistol ammunition in the warehouse."
Two hundred rounds of ammunition may not seem like much, but it is actually enough.
As a train driver, you don't have many opportunities to actually shoot.
However, according to the regulations of the Ministry of Armed Forces, each driver can only receive 4 rounds of ammunition at a time.
After putting the bullet in the magazine, Li Aiguo tried a few shots at the shooting range under the gaze of Minister Niu.
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the air, and the bullet hit the bullseye.
"Okay, you have the demeanor of a master."
Minister Niu then helped Li Aiguo go through the procedures.
From now on, Li Aiguo also has his own big gun.
Back at the Armed Forces Ministry, Li Aiguo was about to say goodbye to Minister Niu when a pretty woman ran up from a distance.
The woman told Minister Niu in broken Mandarin that the child was sick and that she could not deliver lunch to him at noon, so he asked him to make do with a meal in the canteen of the locomotive depot.
"I know Xiaojin, please send our son to the hospital quickly."
The woman nodded, looked at Li Aiguo, nodded slightly, and then left in a hurry.
I saw that the woman had the face of a typical North Korean woman, and then I connected it with her surname Jin and her poor Mandarin.
Li Aiguo somewhat understood why Minister Niu changed his career early.
With a sigh in his heart, Li Aiguo chatted with Minister Niu for a few words, then turned and walked towards the Finance Department.
The pistol on his waist was heavy, and it bumped against his thigh from time to time, which was a little uncomfortable.
Li Aiguo thought he should get a holster and put the pistol on his belt.
It's just that this will happen in the future. His most important task now is to collect wages.
...
The sensational thing of being able to withdraw this month's salary before going to work happened right in front of Li Aiguo.
Li Aiguo held 102 yuan in his hand, a pile of meal tickets, gas tickets, match tickets, laundry tickets... He was so moved that he almost shed tears.
In comparison.
In the previous life, those unscrupulous bosses didn’t pay last month’s salary until the end of next month.
He should be hung from a telephone pole.
The boss who pays wages before the 20th can ask him to choose a shorter telegraph pole.
"Comrade, comrade..."
The clerk of the Finance Department felt a little strange when he saw Li Aiguo's excitement.
After calling him twice, he pointed to the receipt and said, "Comrade, please sign your name on it."
"well...."
After leaving the locomotive depot, Li Aiguo felt that the sky was exceptionally blue and the chirping of the birds was particularly sweet.
With 102 yuan in his pocket, he had a feeling of tyranny unique to households with ten thousand yuan in later generations.
With money, we can build more efficiently!
Riding a bicycle to Chaoyang Vegetable Market.
I bought five kilograms of cabbage for 2 cents.
Then he went to the grain station and bought five kilograms of stick noodles for Mrs. Liu next door.
Aunt Liu has inconvenient legs and feet, so she entrusts Li Aiguo to buy food for her every half month.
When I rode a tandem bicycle back to the courtyard, it was already lunch time, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.
When he walked to the door of Aunt Liu's house, there was no sign of Glory House on the lintel, and Li Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Tianquan and Liu Diquan were both workers in the exploration team. They were sent on a mission three years ago, and the mission could not be announced to the public.
Even Aunt Liu didn't know where they were.
It can be seen that this task is not simple.
Let’s recall that this year is 1956, and the matter of growing mushrooms in the Gobi Desert has already been put on the agenda.
They were probably exploring places to grow mushrooms in the Gobi Desert.
Or he joined the 519 Geological Exploration Team to search for uranium deposits on the frontier.
No matter which one it is, you are working at the risk of almost death.
Li Aiguo gathered his thoughts and knocked on Aunt Liu's door.
Aunt Liu was busy cooking when she saw Li Aiguo standing outside with a cotton bag and hurriedly invited Li Aiguo in.
"You kid, I'm bothering you again."
"Looking at what you said, Brother Tianquan and Brother Diquan are not at home. As a neighbor, I should help."
Li Aiguo poured the cotton bag into the noodle vat, folded the noodle bag, and put it into a canvas bag.
This thing can be used again next time.
At this time, Aunt Liu had already taken out fifty cents and a five-pound coarse grain stamp from her pocket.
"Kid, you continue."
Li Aiguo was not polite, took the food stamps and put them in his pocket.
He turned around and looked at the two-way noodles on the table.
"Auntie, Tianquan and the others send so much money back every month, you can definitely eat fine food."
Aunt Liu smiled and said: "In my old age, when there were insurgents in the capital, my seven brothers and sisters had no food, and I was the only one who survived."
"I'm getting older, so eating those refined grains is a bit of a waste."
Li Aiguo knew Aunt Liu's temperament, so he turned around and returned to the house without saying anything more.
