Qin Shufen and Chen Yuwei looked at the bodies sprawled across the stairs, their faces pale, their whole bodies weak, terrified by the gory scene.
Chen Shouyi kicked away the old man's corpse and picked up the pistol from the floor.
It was a military pistol, likely picked up from the battlefield. Given the situation in Dongning, it's estimated that many guns have ended up in civilian hands.
This type of pistol has an initial bullet speed of only four to five hundred meters, far inferior to a rifle, not to mention a sniper rifle. It's capable of defending against pistols, but it's far from being immune to all light weapons.
"Click"
He fumbled for a while and took out the magazine, finding it still more than half full. He then reinserted it and shouted back, "Aunt, Sis! Let's go quickly; there's no time to waste."
The two women recalled the Church's cruelty, shuddered all over, and cautiously made their way down through the slippery blood, their hearts trembling with fear.
