Chapter 567 - 0567: A Wooden Spear 3_1
Zhao Yong walked over to the two of them, handing the gun to an impatient Xibao, and answering Ye Zhengjun’s question, "Our troops have no shortage of talent. I found a brother named Wang Dazhuang who had been a carpenter for several years before he enlisted. I asked him to carve this pistol in his spare time, and it’s finally finished today. Sir, doesn’t it look like the small grain rifle used in the War of Resistance?"
Ye Zhengjun took a look, "Yes, indeed. It’s practically identical, the craftsmanship is excellent."
"Of course, our soldiers are the best. Each one has his own skills."
Xibao, holding the gun, was so ecstatic that he almost floated off the ground.
Smoothly sliding off from Ye Zhengjun, he clumsily held the gun towards the soldiers who were still running. His round body posture looked a bit silly, but mimicked the soldiers’ shooting positions perfectly, even making gun noises with his mouth.
"Good lad, he’s got talent!" Ye Zhengjun couldn’t help but praise.
"Comrade, why did you bring him out? It’s quite cold right now." Guo Xiuying, especially meticulous when it came to looking after children, if not Xibao wouldn’t have grown so robust and chubby.
Ye Zhengjun couldn’t help but laugh, "When I came across him, he was crying on the floor, wanting to go out and play."
Zhao Yong understood when he heard this and started laughing as well.