The alarm sounded without warning, but after more than a year of war, the people of Lower Capital had long ceased to find it unusual.
The woman turned and ran downstairs, shouting, "Little one, hurry up! It's not safe upstairs. Go to the basement!"
"No." Feng Jun shook his head. "This building has never been damaged, so upstairs should be safe too. Are there any firing ports?"
"Who told you it was never damaged?" Seeing that he refused to leave, the woman stopped as well. "We repaired it immediately after it was damaged... mainly to bolster public confidence."
"I know, but the damaged areas were limited in the end, so upstairs is safe too." Feng Jun nodded, then asked again, "Are there any firing ports?"
The woman had run downstairs upon hearing the alarm purely out of instinct, but seeing how calm this child was, she came to her senses. The basement was safe, but for many ordinary families, the aboveground levels of the building were safe as well.
So she stopped rushing to leave and stepped forward to grab Feng Jun. "How old are you? Hurry up and come to the basement with me!"
"I want to kill bugs." Feng Jun sidestepped her hand. "If you don't have a firing position for me here, I'll find somewhere else."
Seeing how stubborn he was, the woman frowned and looked at him unhappily. "You child... being a shooter is dangerous, you know that?"
"I know." Feng Jun nodded and answered calmly, "If it weren't dangerous, could you kill bugs?"
The woman pointed at him helplessly and shook her head. "What weapons are you good with?"
She did not ask whether he knew how to use a gun. On Xingzheng Star, that question was an insult to men. Boys there began live-fire