Reborn in 1986, in an era where guns were not banned, hunting was not forbidden, and wildlife was not protected; an era when, because Black Bears and wild boars were devastating the fruits of the common people's hard labor, the higher authorities encouraged and called upon all villages to actively hunt.

As Zhao Jun, a young soldier of the Yong'an Village Civilian Militia Squad and a junior member of the Hunter's brigade, he shouldered his gun, headed into the great mountains, and began a life of hunting with his dogs.


I don't know what it was like elsewhere, but back in those days, here in the Northeast, there was no such thing as lining up to buy something.


There was no first-come, first-served. Whoever squeezed to the front and got closest to the salesclerk got served first.


But the moment Sun Haizhu arrived, none of that mattered anymore. A salesclerk quickly looked up and asked Zhao Jun, "How much do you want?"


That was pretty expensive. The loose candy balls in the village only sold for one cent a pound.


But Zhao Jun had made money today. He copied Sun Haizhu's earlier gesture, waved his hand grandly, and said, "Give me ten yuan worth!"


"Ah... okay!" This gave the salesclerk quite a start. Anyone who knew what was going on would think he was buying candy for himself. Anyone who didn't would assume he was from some village convenience store, here to stock up.


Chapter 423 - Chapter 357: Returning the Gun