Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

The health clinics in the mining area were not as prestigious as regular hospitals in the city, but they had their advantages.

Not only is it close to the coal mine, but workers can also get some of their medical expenses reimbursed by the mine if they seek medical treatment here. So, workers with minor injuries like headaches and fevers like to come here.

There weren't many patients staying overnight at the clinic tonight, only Ma Erhu and another patient next door who had a cold and fever.

The anti-inflammatory IV drip was almost finished, and Ma Erhu was passing the time by fiddling with a black-and-white printed booklet of Water Margin.

Boom!

Zhang Wenhui gently knocked on the door.

"This IV drip isn't even finished yet! I'm not in a hurry, why are you? Nurse, are you feeling lonely on the night shift and want to get to know me?"

Even though Ma Erhu's face was pierced with a hole, his flesh was still rotten but his mouth was not. He thought she was a nurse changing the water and started making lewd remarks.

Hearing the voices inside, Zhang Wenhui confirmed it was Ma Erhu. She immediately pulled a dirty, coal-black half-brick from her back and held it in her hand.

As I pushed the door open, the first thing I saw was the light switch, so I casually pulled it to turn off the light.

"Hey! Why are you turning off the lights! Are you shy? It's okay, there's no one else in my room!"

Ma Erhu was completely unaware of the approaching danger, and even let out a lewd laugh like a lecherous pig.

Zhang Wenhui, hearing the sound, strode to the bedside and yanked down the IV drip of anti-inflammatory medication.

"Damn it! You're pulling on the needle! Are you crazy?!"

Zhang Wenhui didn't say a word, but by listening to the sound and pinpointing the location, she grabbed the other person by the neck and swung a brick in her right hand, smashing it down.

One! Two! Three! Four...

Zhang Wenhui didn't know exactly how many times she hit him. At first, the other person tried to struggle, but after being hit twice with a brick, he was completely stunned.

Zhang Wenhui only breathed a sigh of relief when the other person lay down limply and without making a sound.

Instead of running away, he went back to the door, turned on the light, and calmly searched through Ma Erhu's belongings.

Twenty-odd yuan in change, a few grain coupons, and a sharpened dagger with a leather sheath.

Ma Erhu was knocked unconscious and his life was unknown. His face was a bloody mess, and his features were almost unrecognizable. Blood droplets were splattered everywhere on the bed sheets and walls.

"I thought it would be much harder! It's easier to be a bad guy than to be a good guy and make money in the mines!"

Zhang Wenhui tallied up her gains and uttered a very 'philosophical' statement.

After carefully putting away the money and receipts, Zhang Wenhui covered Ma Erhu with a blanket and then swaggered out of the room.

To get out, she had to go through the duty room. Zhang Wenhui put her blood-stained right hand behind her back and strode over.

"Hello nurse! This is in inpatient room number four. My friend finished his IV drip and is a little sleepy, so he's going to sleep now. He asked me to come and tell you that unless it's something else, please don't go to his room and disturb his rest!" Zhang Wenhui said very politely.

"Finished? According to the timeline, there should still be a little bit left!"

"He's done, and he turned the potion on full blast! We're all men, this little bit of pain is nothing!"

"Okay!"

"You're busy, I'll be going now, I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Walk slowly!"

……

Just like that, Zhang Wenhui walked out of the mine's medical room as if nothing had happened and swaggered onto the main road outside.

Where to go next?

Having avenged herself, Zhang Wenhui began to secretly ponder her next move.

That beating with bricks just now, if it didn't kill the enemy, it should at least have caused him to suffer a facial fracture and a deep concussion.

If the nurses don't go to check on the patients and change the dressings, they definitely won't find out before tomorrow morning.

Based on the normal course of events, we should wait until tomorrow when the other party's situation is discovered, the police are called to verify, and then they will start arresting people everywhere.

At that time, you definitely won't be able to stay in guesthouses or small hotels around the city! You'll most likely get arrested if you show your face.

This means that Zhang Wenhui now has a whole night of 'relatively safe' time.

Otherwise, why not hide in a dugout in the mountains and show your face again after things have calmed down?

Zhang Wenhui hesitated as she pondered the situation.

He unconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the change and food coupons he found, took a deep breath and made a decision.

There's no going back! Living a life of hiding and dodging will never end!
When I reported for work, my address information was recorded in the data management room at the coal mine, where there is a roster.

Now that I'm hiding, someone will definitely come to Xing'an Village to verify and investigate.

If someone actually goes, it will definitely affect Yue Feng, the village secretary.

If Yue Feng tries to shirk responsibility and denies the authenticity of his identity information, then all the paperwork I went through with his help will be wasted!

One wrong step leads to another! I can't keep living like this anymore!

After midnight, the black market in the city started operating. He had money in his pocket and had also hidden an old rifle in a tree hole on the mountain.

If we hurry up the mountain now to retrieve the gun, and then buy old-style bullets from the black market!
Before dawn, they could still get to the small coal mine and destroy the roster containing their information.

With a gun in hand, even if the night shift security team from the small coal mine discovers him while he's stealing the roster, he'll still have a chance to fight back and escape!
Although the plan was a bit crazy, it was definitely not a pipe dream at that time when everything relied on paper documents for office work.

Damn! It's dry!!
Zhang Wenhui gritted her teeth and made a decision. After looking around at the buildings to confirm the direction, she wrapped her old cotton coat tighter and headed towards the tree hole in the back mountain where the gun was hidden.

Zhang Wenhui, who had just injured someone, felt no hunger at all despite not having eaten dinner. He kept his head down, using the bright moonlight to find his way, and jogged along.

By the time we detoured from the city to the tree hole in the back mountain where the gun was hidden, it was already past eleven o'clock. It took us more than two hours to reach our destination.

After struggling to climb the tree, I retrieved the gun and checked it. Only a little over a week had passed, and the gun was fine.

Zhang Wenhui slung her gun over her shoulder and headed straight for the city's black market.

In fact, in the first few days after she came down the mountain and started looking for work, Zhang Wenhui frequented the black market.

He had also inquired about the basic situation regarding the source of the old-style bullets on the black market.

However, he didn't have a gun with him at the time, nor did he have any spare money to buy bullets, so he hadn't prepared in advance.

There's no turning back now. I have enough money in my pocket to buy bullets, and everything is going so smoothly.

After another two hours of arduous travel, Zhang Wenhui arrived at the black market after 1 a.m.

The black market was bustling with activity, with various stalls and hushed calls of vendors hawking their wares. The market offered a wide variety of protective equipment, in-demand goods, and wild game.

Zhang Wenhui felt the money in her pocket, then walked confidently towards a T-junction alleyway. "Boss, do you have any grain for the old-style mill? I want the original stuff!" Zhang Wenhui asked in a low voice, her head down.

"Yes, we have original bullets that have been retired and scrapped from the armory. They're sold individually for one yuan each, five bullets in a clip for four yuan, and a box of four clips for 15 yuan!" The seller expertly quoted a staggeringly high price.

A box contains twenty shots, and four five-shot clips cost 15 yuan, which works out to a whopping 75 cents per shot!
"Make it cheaper, I want more!" Zhang Wenhui said coldly, patting the change in her pocket as she bargained.

"How much do you want? We can discuss it if you want a lot! These things are becoming increasingly rare, so they're worth their weight in gold!"

"I only have this much money on me. How many bullets do you think I need?" Zhang Wenhui didn't think about what to do next and just gambled away all the money she had on her.

The seller took the banknotes and counted them by the dim light of the flashlight.

"Twenty-three dollars and fifty-three cents! All for bullets?"

"Yes! There are still a few grain coupons! If you need them, exchange them for bullets too!" Zhang Wenhui handed over the grain coupons as well.

Grain coupons were also a form of hard currency and could be discounted according to market prices.

The seller took it and inspected it, then said, "You seem like a straightforward person, here's 35 rounds, seven of them with missing magazines!"

"Row!"

Soon, the other party whistled, and a fat man wrapped in a military overcoat emerged from the alley.

"Brother, what should we get?"

"Seven bullets with missing clips, the kind used with old-fashioned slides!"

"profound!"

The fat man rummaged through the pockets inside his military overcoat and quickly pulled out the bullets he needed.

One and a half boxes, 35 servings.

Zhang Wenhui took the bullet, examined it with an expert eye, and confirmed that the bullet's length, size, and workmanship details were all correct. She then put the bullet in her pocket, turned around, and left the black market.

"Damn, those old bullets that have been sitting in storage for months are finally sold! This guy must be a gun enthusiast, buying so many original bullets. I wonder what kind of beast is going to be in big trouble!" the seller whispered to his companion.

Whether the livestock will be unlucky or not is hard to say, but tonight, the mine security team on night shift at the small coal mine is definitely going to be in trouble.

Private small coal mines have limited staff and coal production, so the number of personnel assigned to the mine protection team is also relatively limited.

The mine protection team consists of six people, with three people per shift, working in two shifts day and night. They stay on duty in the duty room all night and patrol the entire mining area at fixed points.

Those who can run small coal mines are local bigwigs, powerful figures with connections and influence, so the area around coal mines is usually quite peaceful.

Those who work in private coal mine security teams are generally 'socially awkward' types who can't endure hardship. They may have a lot of bravado, but their actual skills are mediocre; they are all show and no substance.

In the past year or two, apart from the occasional production accident that injures people, the nighttime security in the coal mine area has been quite good, and no fools have dared to provoke them.

Zhang Wenhui had worked at the coal mine for a week, so she had a general understanding of the location of the rows of houses in the mining area and the patrol situation.

They usually patrol every two hours at night, in pairs, with one person on standby in the duty room to provide support.

The mine protection team members are armed on duty and patrol: two nearly new Type 56 semi-automatic rifles and a double-barreled shotgun. The squad leader also carries an extra Type 54 pistol.

After purchasing the bullets, Zhang Wenhui loaded them into the gun outside the mining area and even risked firing a test shot in a secluded spot.

The bullet fired normally, and the old slide didn't cause any problems when placed in the tree hole.

After completing all the preparations, Zhang Wenhui quietly sneaked back to the living area of ​​the small coal mine.

It was already past 2 a.m. The duty room was brightly lit, and there were miner's lamps illuminating several key locations, such as the small intersections. Before you even got close, your figure was already exposed by the lights.

Zhang Wenhui hid outside the light's reach, waiting quietly.

To sneak into the archives and steal the roster, one must wait for a gap in the patrol team's patrol schedule; otherwise, going in rashly might result in being caught red-handed.

Stealing from a private coal mine late at night is illegal. The mine protection team doesn't care about the law. If you get caught, they'll just bury you in the abandoned mine pit, and you won't even find your body.

In the freezing night with temperatures below minus twenty degrees Celsius, Zhang Wenhui lay motionless in the snowdrift, carefully observing the situation in the duty room. Only after the mine protection team returned from their routine patrol did she muster her courage and head towards the data room.

Next to the archives room was the room where the mine owners and shareholders slept, and just across from that room was the duty room. So you could say that the idea of ​​stealing the roster was quite dangerous.

Zhang Wenhui may have some kind of criminal talent; he's just good at hunting, not particularly skilled.

But tonight, after entering a 'criminal' state, he became incredibly calm.

Crouching low with his gun on his back, he approached the area illuminated by the miner's lamp. When he reached the duty room, he ducked under the window and stood at the door of the mine owner's and shareholders' rest room for a while. After confirming that the person inside was fast asleep and snoring, he continued to the archives room.

The document room door was locked. Zhang Wenhui walked around the door and windows, then came to the back window. She gently lifted the plastic sheet covering the window and used the tip of a bullet to lightly chip away at the sealant on the edge of the glass.

After the sealant was removed, Zhang Wenhui carefully removed the glass and then reached in from the inside to open the window latch.

Everything went smoothly, and Zhang Wenhui, holding onto the windowsill, squeezed into the room with a little effort.

The archives room was filled with various ledgers, records, rosters, and other documents. Zhang Wenhui found a flashlight behind the door and used its dim light to search through the archived records, including the rosters.

"We haven't found the roster yet," the mine protection team leader stretched in the room, then stood up yawning.

I drank too much strong tea last night and needed to pee.

The squad leader put on his coat and went out of the house. When he was less than five meters away, he loosened his belt and immediately ejaculated.

At first, he didn't notice anything unusual. But as he turned to go back into the room after relieving himself, he caught a glimpse of the flashlight beams flashing back and forth in the archives.

In an instant, his drowsiness vanished without a trace. The squad leader strode into the house, took his weapon from the wall, and shouted, "There's a thief next door! Come with me!"

At his call, the other two immediately grabbed flashlights and weapons and headed straight for the archives.

Hearing footsteps outside, Zhang Wenhui's hair stood on end instantly. She turned off the flashlight and held the old receiver in her hand.

Three members of the mine protection team rushed over, guns in hand. The squad leader led the way, shining a flashlight inside.

Oh no, we've been discovered!
Zhang Wenhui huddled in the corner, afraid to move, lest she be discovered by the other party, and was ready to fight to the death at any moment.

At this moment, the second boss of the coal mine, who was sleeping in the rest room next door, heard the noise and came out of his room.

"Zhiqiang, what's going on? Did someone come to the mine to steal things while we're getting paid today?"

The words "paycheck" reached Zhang Wenhui's ears, and she instantly realized what they meant.

Today is payday. The day shift workers have already been paid, but I got paid in the evening when the incident happened.

Those working the night shift will only receive their pay before leaving get off work tomorrow morning.

This means that there is a large sum of cash in the archives room, or in the room where the mine owner sleeps!

As the saying goes, anger arises from the heart, and evil is born from the gall.

Desperate, Zhang Wenhui had a daring idea forming in a split second. (End of Chapter)