The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 124 The God of Hunting Pigs
Every animal has its living habits.

Wild boars gather together, feed and rest, and when they hear abnormal movements around them, the wild boars who hear the abnormal movements will stop some movements and raise their noses to smell.

When they twitch their noses, they will make the sound of "Phener", "Phener". Once they hear this sound, other wild boars will follow suit.

What's interesting is that although they are smelling, they still rely on listening to detect danger.

At this time, once there is a sound around them, they will flee away.

But these pigs are really too big.

There are more than 140 wild boars, with the sound of "roaring" in their throats, and the sound of chewing walnuts, mixed together, it is enough to cover up the sound of Li Dayong striking a match.

But even so, the huge wild boar that was hiding deep in the group was different from other wild boars in that it could smell a little bit of sulfur.

It is the pig god that has been handed down from generation to generation.

It is not a god, it just grows a little bigger.But the long life and experience endow it with a special sensitivity.

When it raised its nose and made a sound of twitching its nose, the surrounding wild boars stopped all their movements and raised their noses and twitched together with it.

In this way, the wild boars in the outer circle imitate the movements of the wild boars in the inner circle.The wild boars in the outer circle also imitated the movements of the wild boars in the inner circle.

At this time, Li Dayong had already struck a match, but the moment he saw the wild boars all over the mountain raised their heads, he involuntarily stopped his movements and looked at them quietly.

What he held in his hand was a long-rod match. A match was about four centimeters long, so it wouldn't burn to the end so quickly.

Li Dayong was waiting, and when the pigs bowed their heads again, he would throw marizi into the herd of wild boars.

This approach is the same as Zhao Jun's behavior of touching wild boars that day.

But at this moment, the big wild boar hiding in the group moved.

On this mountain, the main hillock runs from east to west, with Gangliangzi as the ridge and north-south slopes.

The pig god set off and went straight to the east. When it moved, all the wild boars around moved!

Whether it is the wild boar in front of the pig god or the wild boar behind it, all go east.

At this moment, Li Dayong was stunned. He swore to God that he never made a sound except for striking a match.

Not only him, Zhao Youcai, Wang Qiang, and Lin Xiangshun never made a sound.

"Dayong! Blast him!"

Suddenly, Zhao Youcai shouted loudly behind him, and Li Dayong reacted immediately. He lit the match on the fuse, and then swung his arms round and threw a whole bundle of hemp seeds into the wild boars.

boom!
Only a loud bang was heard.

This marle seed is actually a cannonball, the gunpowder content is a little higher, when it explodes, the sound is like thunder, but the lethality is almost negligible.

But what Zhao Youcai and the others want is not lethality, but to make the wild boars mess up. Only when the pigs are in chaos can the pig god be exposed.

The whole bundle of hemp seeds exploded together, and the sound echoed in the mountains, making Zhao Youcai and others' ears buzzing, and they had to open their mouths.

But the pig god, long before Li Dayong threw the marizi, swept away with a group of younger brothers.

Bang!
The moment the marle seeds exploded, Wang Qiang shot!

Zhao Jun once said that the No. 16 gun is hung on the barrel of a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, and the bullets fired are more powerful than the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, and three pigs can be pierced by it.

Today, there are too many wild boars!

With Wang Qiang's shot, a string of candied haws came directly.

Two wild boars, one male and one female, were both shot.

The bullet passed through the cannon egg first, the small eye went in, and the big eye went out. The cannon egg wailed and fell to the ground.

The trotters of several wild boars stepped on it, and it was instantly bloody.

And that bullet, after shooting through the cannon egg, happened to be shot into the body of an old sow running eastward.

Small eyes still go in, big eyes go out, blood splashes, and the blood shoots out wrapped in bullets.

The old sow didn't even utter a whine, she just fell to the ground and died. There were also countless companions trampled on her body.

Bang!
Bang!
Zhao Youcai and Lin Xiangshun both fired, and then raised their guns to look for the pig god. When they couldn't find him, they shot again and again.

Immediately after was Li Dayong, the three of them had three semi-automatic rifles, and they all fired ten bullets in almost an instant.

At this time, most of the wild boars had been laid off and ran away.On the post, there were only dead wild boars and a few wounded wild boars.

The deaths and injuries of these wild boars were not all caused by guns, but some were also caused by being frightened, panicking, hitting and trampling each other.

After reloading, Zhao Youcai raised his gun and nailed a struggling wild boar to death on the snow.

Lin Xiangshun and Li Dayong shot out one after another, killing all five injured wild boars around them.

And that Wang Qiang had already replaced the second bullet, and chased after the top of the East Gang.

He looked at the herd of pigs that was sweeping down, looking down from a height, and saw a tall, burly wild boar like a moving rockery, among the herd of pigs, running down the mountain.

At this time, Wang Qiang was already 800 to 16 meters away from it. For the No. [-] gun, it was already impossible to hit it.

But Wang Qiang still pulled the trigger.

Bang!
A wild boar fell down in the group, and was immediately trampled to bloody flesh by the fellows behind.

Wang Qiang put away his gun, Zhao Youcai was already beside him, raised his gun and pointed down, he was silent for a long time, but he never fired again.

Because, the pig god had already run away, and it was not Zhao Youcai's original intention to kill his younger brothers.

Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun both came, looking at the herd of wild boars fleeing away in the dust, looking at each other speechlessly.

"Brother, what should we do with the pigs behind us?" After a while, it was Li Dayong who spoke.

Zhao Youcai took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, guessed that it was almost two o'clock, he looked around again, and saw the entire hillside, pig corpses everywhere, bloody and bloody.

Counting carefully, excluding the one that Wang Qiang shot to death on the beam at the end of the post, eighteen wild boars were killed on the top of the post.

Among them, there were five wild boars, and there were no whole bodies left.

I did come here by car today, but if I want to drag so many wild boars down the mountain and bring them home, I'm afraid it will be impossible.

But Zhao Youcai didn't want to throw away these wild boars. They all came from hard times, and it's not like they didn't experience the days of starvation to death in those three years.

Zhao Youcai stretched out his hand, pulled out the invasion knife pinned to his back, and said, "Open it!"

"Second Uncle, why are there so many pigs going back?" Lin Xiangshun asked.

He is also a mountain runner, and he knows that wild boars must be disemboweled after being killed, but he has to ask, how can they bring so many wild boars home?

Although there is a car, but the car is at the bottom of the mountain, and the car is still far away from the root of the mountain.

With so many wild boars, it is a problem to go down the mountain, let alone get them on the car.

Zhao Youcai said: "Open them first, and then throw them here. Let's go home today. Tomorrow, we will find some more people and go down the mountain to fix them."

When the three of them heard that what Zhao Youcai said was reliable, they immediately acted on what he said.

But at this moment, a gunshot came, which immediately made the mood of the four of them worse.

That's right!

Although they hunted so many wild boars, the four of them were not happy at all.

With the ability of each of them, it is not difficult to eat a mouthful of wild pork, and now the mobilization of people to hunt is not for these dead pigs, but for the pig god.

If you can't beat the pig god, even if a hundred wild boars are killed today, the four of them will not be reconciled.

Now, with that gunshot, it might be that Pig God was killed by someone else.After a busy day, making wedding dresses for others, how could the four big gunners be reconciled?

(End of this chapter)