War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 426 Familiar with Weapons
The bright sunshine, the breeze blowing in the forest, the aroma of braised rabbit meat and freshly baked bread in the big pot, the smell of home-brewed beer and the smell of tourists around two long tables Laughing and laughing, all of these things were mixed together to form a hearty and lively lunch.

Of course, this lunch will not be limited to the unlimited supply of braised rabbit meat, fried fatty sausages, cold pig ears, and soy stewed trotters that most locals avoid.

The wives of the cowboys also cook a variety of dishes, from roast suckling pig to various salads to spicy Mexican dishes, all of which are easily filled with cold beer.

Satisfied with food and drink, the tourists who made great achievements in the morning went back to their rooms in groups to sleep for a while, while the cowboys who did not have the habit of taking a lunch break started to prepare for the activities in the afternoon in advance, and dragged the dead boars into the forest by the way. The burial pit was prepared long ago.

Just like an appointment for dinner, under Makar’s warm invitation, Wei Ran had to take over the refurbished M1 Garland, followed by the other party, the Mexican cowboy Diego, and the martial arts master Mr. Jerry, each left the farm on a horse.

As for Suisui and Katenka, who were also in the invitation ranks, they went back to their rooms to avoid the scorching sun on the pretext of needing a rest.

Of course, Sui Sui may really be taking a nap, but Kajianka, who is full of energy, is busy studying the whole cooking process of Master Sun, which she personally photographed, and is going to try to perfectly reproduce the braised rabbit meat after returning home , and the stewed pork trotters with soybeans that taste equally good, and the spicy rabbit head that I haven't had a chance to taste.

At the same time, under the leadership of Makar and Diego, Wei Ran, who was wearing a cowboy hat and pretending to be wearing a red flower scarf on his face, had already ridden through the fence on the edge of the farm again, heading towards At the end of the line of sight, the earth-yellow stone mountain that didn't look too high walked over.

Along the way, the vegetation on the ground has become a little sparser, and occasionally clusters of wild cacti taller than people can be seen along the way, as well as rattlesnakes wagging their maracas on their tails.

But when the stone mountain got closer and closer, a group of wild boars were found rolling hard in a mud pond at the foot of the mountain.

"There's a Koizumi there"

Makar yelled at the horses to stop and explained, "The surrounding wild animals basically go there to drink water. Diego and I have spotted pumas here more than once over the years. Of course, there are also many skunks and porcupines. Those guys are worse than boars."

Speaking of this, Makar looked at Diego next to him with a strange look, and blatantly said in Russian that he could not understand, "During the summer of the previous year, a skunk ran into Diego's house. What is unforgettable is that even the two dogs he raised vomited."

Forehead.
Wei Ran suppressed a smile and glanced at Diego who seemed to realize something, wisely changed the subject and asked, "Makar, since wild boars often come here to drink water, why don't you wait for them here?"

"useless"

Makar shook his head helplessly, "There are so many springs in this land, it doesn't make any sense to just guard here."

Before the words were finished, Makar had already pulled out an SKS semi-automatic rifle from the cowhide holster on the side of the saddle, and Old Jerry on the other side of Wei Ran had also pulled out his M1 carbine. As for Diego, he didn't Get the lever rifle out of the holster.

Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly pulled out Garland, who was also in the gun bag, pushed the safety in front of the trigger guard, and aimed at the wild boar on the edge of the quagmire on horseback.

When the three of them were ready, Diego slowly took out a bullet casing from his pocket and threw it lightly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Almost at the moment when the shell fell to the ground, three gunshots of different tones sounded one after another, and the three wild boars that were rolling in the mud also tightened their bodies one after another, and then fell into the mud.

In less than a second, the rest of the wild boars ran away after a brief daze, and a few of them in the depths of the quagmire desperately moved to the shore.

"Don't hit the one in the middle of the quagmire." Before Makar finished his sentence, he had already moved the muzzle of his gun and fired another round of bullets with Old Jerry in no particular order.

Wei Ran deliberately slowed down for a moment until he heard the gunshot, and then aimed at a wildly twisting pig's buttocks and pulled the trigger.

Amid the crisp gunshots, the wild boar jumped forward the moment it was shot in the butt, and then rolled and stopped.

Looking at the other prey that had already run away, neither Makar nor old Jerry continued to shoot, but tacitly drove the horses to catch up. Before them, Diego had already started to run on horseback.

Wei Ran, who was one step behind, naturally followed suit, tapping his spurs lightly, urging the mount under his butt to run faster and faster.

The question of who runs faster, a horse or a wild boar, is naturally of no value for discussion, but the question of the hit rate of shooting on a running horse opened Wei Ran's horizons.

What surprised him the most was the Mexican-born cowboy Diego. This man who was silent because of language barriers had already stood up straight in the stirrups while the horse was running, holding the lever rifle in both hands and firing repeatedly. open fire.

That old Jerry also had a lot of fancy work. After chasing a wild boar on horseback, he held the carbine with one hand and pulled the trigger, and then a ball of blood burst out from the back of the wild boar's neck. flower.It's not over yet, this old thing actually manipulated the horse to easily jump over the wild boar carcass blocking the way.

A fool who loves to show off.
Wei Ran muttered to himself, aiming at the direction of the short mountain indiscriminately and pulling the trigger, making it clear that he planned to continue hiding.

As for Makar, this guy is much more normal. After honestly relying on the horse to close the distance, he waited patiently for the horse to stop, and then fired a round of bullets steadily.

Amidst the gunshots one after another, the group of wild boars left five or six corpses, large and small, before fleeing into the forest, and everyone stopped.

But what surprised Wei Ran was that none of the three Makars planned to touch the dead boars. Old Jerry and Diego even separated from them without saying hello and walked in the opposite direction, while Makar Then he took Wei Ran and started to walk to the other side of the low mountain.

"Makar, do you want those wild boars you just killed?" Wei Ran asked strangely.

“Leave it to the nearby wildlife”

Makar said as a matter of course, "The most indispensable thing here is wild boars and hares. There is no need to touch those dirty things covered in mud."

Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't insist, and instead asked, "Where are old Jerry and Diego? What did he do? And what are we going to do next?"

"They're going to the other side of the mountain. Let's go around here, maybe we can meet the wild boar they drove over." Makar said, and he already urged the horse under his buttocks to run.

“That's not bad”

Wei Ranquan seemed to be familiar with the weapons he might use before entering the Pacific battlefield, so he rode his horse and chased after him enthusiastically.

After a while, the sound of gunshots came from a distance, and fat and strong figures ran towards Wei Ran and Makar.

Under this conscious hunt, Wei Ran pulled the trigger again and again, firing bullets, leaving a wild boar carcass waiting to be eaten on the sandy wilderness from time to time.

From more than two o'clock in the afternoon until the sun set, Wei Ran followed Makar to almost all the surrounding pastures, and did not return to the other side of the short mountain until he finished shooting all the bullets.

In the afternoon, Sui Sui and Katenka dressed in cowboys had already brought the tourists over on horseback or in a caravan.

In an open space at the foot of the mountain, a pile of steaming bonfires had already been lit, and a large amount of snake repelling powder was sprinkled on the surrounding ground.

Not to mention, in the caravan dedicated to Master Sun, not only are there two large stainless steel soup buckets filled with rabbit heads and bacon ingredients, but also several large buckets of chilled self-brewed beer.

Next to another carriage, Makar's wife has directed many cowboys to set up Indian tents with mysterious symbols.At this time, she was busy calling those beautiful cowgirls to change into Indian costumes and feathered headdresses, and lined up at the door of the tent to take pictures with the old-fashioned wooden box camera.

There is no need to organize the next thing. Master Sun, who set up the grill, attracted one-third of the people the moment he put the meat skewers on, and another three after the two barrels of soaked spicy rabbit heads were lifted down. One third, and the remaining third are busy taking pictures with old cameras, or squatting by the bonfire to experience American-style roasted marshmallows, or guarding a stainless steel sealed barrel full of beer with brothers and friends Drinking began.

"have a drink?"

Wei Ran held a mug full of cold beer in one hand, planted tassels with Indian painted faces on his face, and Katenka, who was still dressed in a cowboy, was busy avoiding the camera.

"Not good?" Sui Suo pretended to say, "I don't usually drink alcohol."

Too lazy to expose this playful little thing, Wei Ran directly stuffed the cup to the other party, and said with a smile, "Try it, these beers are quite delicious, and besides, there is me."

"Then I'll try it!"

Sui Sui, who revealed her essence in just a few words, immediately took the cup that was bigger than her face, touched her good friend Katenka, who was already talking about everything, and then gulped down a big gulp.

"Okay."

Seeing that Sui Sui drank almost a quarter of it in one go, Wei Ran instantly felt relieved, and there was no need for him to persuade him, this little thing could drink himself up by himself.

In other words, as soon as Sui Sui got drunk, he could find a chance to ponder the story behind that rifle.

(End of this chapter)