"Then... brother and sister, what should we do?" Sister He asked quickly.

Han Zihe browsed the entire beauty salon and nodded, "We can't retreat inside, otherwise it will be difficult to retreat. Now, sister-in-law, please find a few sister-in-law to check all the floor-to-ceiling windows, lock them all, and pull all the thick velvet curtains on it!"

"Okay!" Sister He was also quick-witted, and ordered several generals to call five or six military wives to work together.

"I just saw that there are quite a lot of instruments here, so let's use them to pull out a line of defense!" Han Zihe explained by the way, and then told everyone to divide them into groups, push all the beauty equipment in the internal area, and push them over, blocking one in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and pushing the other to the front door; the remaining small part, Han Zihe stayed beside him for later use.

"Dear sisters-in-law, everyone will fall down in a while, and do not increase the height of the instrument, so as to effectively avoid the damage of stray bullets." After Han Zihe reminded him, he pushed the movable water table that had been moved behind the instrument to ensure that it was securely clamped and would not move. After he closed the gate team tightly and divided the glass of the gate into two large enough areas with a multi-function dagger, and then the two machine guns were placed properly. Finally, the curtain at the gate was half-pulled.

"Sisters-in-laws, can you use guns?" Han Zihe asked without hope.

From the cafe to here, Han Zihe seized twenty assault rifles, thirteen submachine guns, and forty-six pistols from the criminals. Most of these things were tied together by her back and carried on her back, and she was responsible for carrying them. Now, counting the number of people, it is just enough to be distributed to everyone as a means of self-protection.

"Although I'm not sure, our old Yu taught me that I can try it!" A military wife who looked about the same age as Sister He, stood up, "You can learn this thing quickly and you can master it. Of course, the problem of accurate heads is not guaranteed!... No matter what, as long as you can shoot, you can cause harm to the bad guys and give us a chance to win ourselves! Let's try!"

"Then I'll try it too!" Sister He responded immediately, and she smiled and said to Han Zihe. "You have to bother brothers and sisters again to teach us!"

When Han Zihe saw that under the leadership of Sister Yu and Sister He, all the military wives showed a bit of eagerness to try. They felt much more relaxed, as long as they were proactive and had a lot of energy, it would be much easier.

Ask Sister He, Sister Yu to help. Give each of them a assault rifle/submachine gun and two pistols. Han Zihe began to popularize the use methods and some tips to improve the hit rate.

"Everyone first think about the methods and tricks I mentioned in my mind. If you can simulate the battle in your mind, it would be the best. It is estimated that the criminals will come up soon. At that time, the sister-in-law can naturally use actual combat to hone their marksman skills."

It would be fine if Han Zihe didn't say this, but once he said it, it would lift everyone's hearts up and down. Many sister-in-law who had insufficient psychological qualities had already started to tremble with their hands holding the gun.

Seeing this, Han Zihe felt a little annoyed. She forgot that behind her now were neither soldiers who had been trained nor those naughty children who were fearless. These people were ordinary people, but because of their marriage to soldiers, they had a higher identity as military wives... However, it was precisely because of this identity that these powerless women gritted their teeth and persevered.

A little admiration arose in his heart, Han Zihe patiently talked about some examples of first shooting to divert everyone's tension and reminded everyone to pay attention to some easy mistakes.

"Chu, brother and sister of the Chu family, I, I may be able to use a machine gun." A young military wife with a pretty face and about her early twenties spoke in a low voice.

Han Zihe remembered that when Sister He introduced her, she said that the little military wife was named Qiu, who suggested to come to Quanyu Building.

"Okay! I'm worried about how to arrange these two machine guns!" Han Zihe said with a smile.

Sister Qiu smiled shyly and said softly: "I have played with my friends several times. The coach there has been used several times. I don't know if it can be used here."

"It's useful!" Han Zihe's smile on her face was even better when she heard her words. "As long as my sister-in-law can guarantee that she can fire the gun, there will definitely be no problem."

"Well! I understand that those people are bad guys, so I will just be a slaughter beast! I will not show mercy!" The handsome face was full of firmness, and Sister Qiu's eyes were full of perseverance that was inconsistent with her petite and weak appearance, and her shy and shy personality.

Her performance made another sister-in-law beside her stand up and said she could operate another machine gun.

Han Zihe was naturally willing to do this. She stepped up the time and explained the precautions and safety precautions for using machine guns carefully, and then said: "Sisters-in-law, don't be idle either. Hold the muzzle of the assault rifle and submachine gun, and be ready to fight the enemy at any time!"

Because the problem of machine gun users was solved, Han Zihe had freedom of movement, which gave her greater confidence in the next fight against the enemy.

Han Zihe now arranged the next action plan and reminded the military wives to maintain a good position. At the same time, he quickly digitized the layout of this place in his mind, thinking about how to improve the already arranged "trenches" more carefully.

As Han Zihe was trying to improve, he suddenly heard Sister He call her gently. After a while, he saw a few young military wives following Sister He with pouting, and Sister He also looked dissatisfied.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Han Zihe saw some of the reasons, but asked in confusion.

"Sister-in-law, this good person is really not good. Why, just a few younger brothers and sisters say that they can't handle big guns!" Sister-in-law He became more and more unhappy when she said this, "You said that on weekdays, none of us are the ones who use guns to play with swords! Today, we are all forced to do it. Isn't it helpless! Oh, it's really inexplicable, and we can't tell anyone!"

The five or six little military wives were told by Sister He, and their eyes were red and their faces were grieved. The military wives, the leader, choked: "Why do you have to say this, Sister He? We are not lazy! The problem is that we can't do physical strength and can't pick up the big gun. What should we do? It's not that we want to do this! We are looking for you and the Chu brothers and sisters, just want to ask a solution!"

"Hmph!" Sister He sneered and ignored her.

Among the sister-in-law not far away, someone snorted coldly, "What's going on? I understand in my heart! No one spoiled anyone at this moment of life and death!"

"What are you talking about?" The five or six military wives became increasingly dissatisfied, and glared at them in tears.

Seeing this, Han Zihe felt a headache. God knew that she would really rather bring a group of naughty children than these women who were in trouble.

I sighed in my heart. The problem still needs to be solved. I can't just fight before the enemy is fighting, and I'll just be separated first?

"Okay, sisters-in-law give me the big gun, you can use the pistol!" Han Zihe took the submachine guns from several military wives' hands and fired a few more bullets to them. "The pistol is not small! I will give all sisters-in-law a military dagger each, so that everyone can defend themselves if necessary."

When the little military wives saw Han Zihe talking happily, they didn't ask them. They felt wide open, wiped the corners of their eyes, turned around and returned to the position they should have stood guard, and as soon as they loaded them, they instantly entered a state of preparation for combat.

"Shh!" Someone among the military wife wanted to say more, so she heard Sister Qiu, who was behind the machine gun, snorted. Everyone followed her hand pointing outside and looked at the elevator door not far ahead... slowly opened. (To be continued...)

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