blood plague

Chapter 64 Hunter

The morning sun had not yet penetrated the clouds, the forest was filled with a thin layer of mist, and the lake was covered with a thick layer of water vapor.

Iger remembers that the best time to go fishing is in the morning and evening. This is the conclusion he got from observing the group of fishing friends on the river near his home.

It's not too late now, if you fish, you should have a good harvest.

Whether you are a fishing enthusiast or not, as long as you like to surf the Internet, you must be familiar with these invasive alien species: "Central Plains Crayfish", "Australian Fat Rabbit", and "Giant Asian Carp".

The first is the stigma of a so-called invasive species that has to be bred in captivity to survive, the second and third are already overrun.

Iger didn't know where he was in America, but he wanted to give it a try. Maybe this unremarkable small lake was full of giant carp like water monsters.

Iger and Joanna walked slowly along the lake. When they reached the water level occupied by the waterfowl in front, Iger threw a stone in the past, startling the waterfowl.

"Go away, this place belongs to me." Iger shouted loudly, drove away the water birds, and then he put his backpack on the ground.

After Iger opened the backpack, he took out a cold steamed bun, carefully tore off a layer of steamed bun skin, and then handed the remaining steamed bun to Joanna.

Joanna was sitting on a cold but still dry stone, eating hard steamed buns while watching Iger busy by the water.

Iger flew the steamed bun skin lightly, and flew into the lake two or three meters away from the shore.The steamed bun skin was slowly floating on the lake, and Iger sat on the shore, set up the gun on his arched knees, and pointed his aim at the water surface under the steamed bun skin.

Just waiting motionlessly, when Joanna ate up all the steamed buns and stretched a few times, she was yawning when she heard a slight gunshot, she turned her head to see, Iger threw down the gun excitedly taking off pants...

This……

After Iger took off his pants and clothes, he rushed into the lake. After a while, he picked up a fish that was still slightly twitching from the waist-deep water.

Really hit it.

When a bullet is shot into the water, it will encounter great resistance. The diving escape when being chased in the movie is really not made up. Most of the bullets shot into the water have a range of less than 1 meter.

Iger didn't need to hit that deep. He fired a shot at the moment the fish probed to eat the steamed bun skin, and the bullet penetrated the fish's head.

"It's cold, it's cold." Iger rushed back to the shore at a faster speed. After throwing the fish on the grass, he shivered and picked up his coat to dry himself, and then put on his clothes and pants.

Afterwards, Iger squatted on the ground and picked up a kitchen knife to skillfully remove the carapace and open the intestines. Joanna watched Iger squatting on the ground busy. After he got up, Joanna couldn't help laughing.

Iger looked at Joanna suspiciously, and Joanna pointed at Iger's pants. He looked down, only to find that because his wet underwear hadn't been taken off, there was a wet print of underwear on the outer pants.

Iger spread his hands, he was not interested in wasting such silly jokes.Iger ran to the nearby woods, cut off a branch with the kitchen knife in his hand, and turned back to the fish.

Iger inserted the branch from the fish's mouth, and then stuck the fish upside down on the muddy ground. Then, he carefully wrapped the fish's internal organs around a short branch, and finally pulled out a tough long grass to wrap them I tied it up.

Iger threw the branch that bound the fish's guts back into the water. This was the bait he wanted.

Iger continued to sit on the ground and aimed his gun at the water. After gaining experience last time, Joanna also sat on the rock, resting her cheek on one hand and staring at the branches that rose and fell with the microwave.

This time I didn't wait too long, and the branch moved a little.

Iger ignored it.

The branch moved again.

Iger still ignored it.

The branch was suddenly dragged into the water. At this moment, Iger shot.

"Clap clap clap"

Four shots in a row.

A few seconds later, a piece of red and a big fish floated out of the water.

Iger laughed and dropped the gun in his hand. He took off his clothes and pants again and jumped into the water. After a while, he picked up a very fat fish.

"We're going to eat this grilled fish for dinner today." Iger said to Joanna while opening the fat fish's intestines with a kitchen knife.

After Iger got dressed for the second time, he went to find a branch to stick the fish in, and then he walked towards the camp with a gun on his back and two fish.

"No more fishing?" Joanna saw that fishing was so easy, and thought that Iger would catch fish here for a day.

"No, that's enough." Iger said without looking back.

Iger is fishing here, first of all, he wants to confirm whether there are many fish here. If there are many fish, he still has plenty of ways to do it.

The easiest way is to fry the fish.

In such a big lake, if a depth bomb sinks, at least a hundred catties of fish must be blown up, so why bother hitting them one by one, it's such a waste of time.Besides, Iger is very cold now, so he doesn't want to jump into the water again and again.

After returning to the camp, Iger thought about it. In the end, he didn't put the fish in the off-road vehicle, which saved everyone's life. Otherwise, everyone would be fished to death when they went to sleep at night.

After Iger plugged the fish with a branch, he stuck it on the roof of the off-road vehicle. He was not afraid that the smell of the fish would attract other predators. Fishing, this can be counted as the third step.

Iger hid in the off-road vehicle, and then changed his half-dried underwear. When he got out of the car after finishing his clothes, the sun had fully risen.

"Let's go, let's look for more delicious prey." Iger said to Joanna.

Fish can provide high-quality protein, but in terms of current hunting tasks, obtaining fat is equally important.To get fat, you have to hunt mammals.

There are a lot of deer in North America, with many types and numbers. Deer hunting is a traditional activity, and there are so many guns and ammunition specially used for deer hunting. So when introducing a certain weapon, the first thing to do is how many rounds of this weapon The bullet or what part it hits can directly kill a deer.

Once the deer is injured but not killed instantly, it can almost be said that you have lost this prey.

Because they can run for several kilometers or even tens of kilometers quickly with fatal gunshot wounds, and soon disappear without a trace in your field of vision, and finally let a group of scavengers take advantage of it.

After entering the woods, Iger and Joanna didn't have any conversation, they just moved forward while looking around.

Suddenly, Joanna reached out and patted Iger's back. He stopped and turned around, only to see Joanna pointing at him in a certain direction.

Iger looked in the direction of Joanna's finger, but there was nothing.After he waited quietly for a while, he saw a deer raised its head from the grass.

After looking gracefully for a while, the deer lowered its head and continued to eat grass.

Iger squatted down slowly. He carefully took off the gun on his shoulder, then squatted on the ground and took a few steps forward, just in time to see a deer head raised from the bush.

"Focus."

"calm."

"3."

"2."

"1."

"3."

"2."

"1."

……

After Iger mounted the gun in the most stable posture, the green crosshair in his field of vision shrank into a solid cross. Then, he slowed down his breathing, and the cross in his field of vision slowly rose and fell.

The deer raised its head again, and the moment it did, Iger fired.

"Snapped."

After a gunshot, the deer disappeared.

Iger picked up his gun and rushed forward. After he quickly rushed over a distance of tens of meters, he saw a deer lying in the grass here, whose limbs were still twitching slightly. There was only a very inconspicuous puddle on the ground. blood.

　The editor replied to me: just delete it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)