Chapter 216 Waiting for Pigs

"What is this kid talking about?" When Zhao Jun said that he stole other people's condoms, the old man seemed a little unhappy, and said: "I will carry a gun and help them kill wild boars. I can take two thighs, right? "

"This is not an exaggeration." Zhao Jun replied, this is the rule, not to mention taking two thighs, taking half a pig is fine.

The old man said to Zhao Jun again: "Young man, come with me. If we see a wild boar, we will kill it, and then remove our two thighs, one for you and one for me."

After the old man finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Jun was silent, he said again: "It's just over a mile, and we'll be there in two steps."

When Zhao Jun heard it, he was not far away, but it was okay.He has no shortage of wild pork to eat, but if he can bring it back to the acceptance team, he can give it to Ma Liang.Regardless of whether I have learned anything from Ma Liang, but he taught me seriously, this is a personal favor.

This kind of human relationship, the more you come and go, the deeper it will be.

"All right, old man, I'll go with you."

As soon as Zhao Jun agreed, the old man smiled and said, "Then let's go forward and pass through the forest. There is an old boy Guo in our brigade, and he is playing tricks at the front. Two days ago, he drove the sledge for a while, The root of his tail was broken. He can’t go up the mountain now, so I’m trying to help him get out of the trap.”

"Then let's go." Zhao Jun followed the old man and walked into the woods. He didn't go far, and before he passed through the woods, he heard the sound of wild boar snorting and snorting in front of him.

"Don't go." Hearing the voice of the wild boar, Zhao Jun quickly grabbed the old man.

The old man looked at Zhao Jun blankly, and then Zhao Jun realized that the old man was old and his ears might be a little hard of hearing, so he didn't hear the wild boar's voice.

"What's wrong, young man?" the old man asked Zhao Jun.

"Ah!" Zhao Jun sighed softly, and said with a smile, "Old man, if I don't stop you, you'll bump into a wild boar."

As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed his head forward, leaned into the old man's ear and said, "I heard it all, the pig is right ahead."

"Really?" The old man squinted his eyes and looked ahead.

This piece of forest is very dense, and the front is completely covered by trees. The two of them watched for a long time before they could see the wild boar clearly.

A sow of [-] to [-] kilograms is wrapped around its neck by a sheath made of oiled silk rope, and a lying birch tree is tied to the other end of the oiled silk rope.

The surrounding snow was swept away by the wild boar.

Seeing the wild boar, the old man was instantly excited, and said to Zhao Jun, "Young man, look, I'll kill it right now."

Hearing what the old man said, Zhao Jun laughed.Before I saw hunting and shooting for the first time, I had to explain.

But Zhao Jun knew that older people talk a lot.He patiently said to the old man: "Okay, then you can call."

The old man chuckled, and his next move almost blinded Zhao Jun.

The old man dropped the gun from his palm, stood up in front of him, and aimed the gun at himself.

Zhao Jun was taken aback by this, and just about to step forward to stop him, he saw the old man take out a big can from his crotch pocket.

The bottle is full of iron sand.

"My god." Zhao Jun was stunned.

Seeing the old man pouring iron sand into the gun barrel, Zhao Jun said blankly: "Oh, old man, what are you doing?"

"Hit wild boars." The old man looked at Zhao Jun with a puzzled face, and said, "It's all here, why don't you hunt pigs?"

"No." Zhao Jun said, "You just use this to beat a pig."

Zhao Jun recognized the gun, knowing that the old man's gun was quite special. It could be used as a sand gun by pouring iron sand from the front.It can also be pushed open and loaded with bullets.

Iron sand is used to beat squirrels, hares, and sand chickens.Loading bullets means shooting wild boars, roe deer, and deer.

From the very beginning, I heard the old man say that we wanted to hunt wild boars.Zhao Jun only thought that he was going to be loaded.

Unexpectedly, the old man poured iron sand into the gun.

You must know that the wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh. If you pour iron sand and beat it, it will not break the skin. Why don't you play with it?

Zhao Junde didn't speak for two seconds, looked at the old man blankly, and asked, "Old man, tell me the truth, have you ever hunted before?"

"Oh, you young man." The old man was unhappy when he heard this, and said, "Isn't this what I asked you first?"

"Old man." Zhao Jun said: "You don't care who is asking who, I will ask you, have you ever hunted?"

"What are you talking about, kid?" The old man said with displeasure on his face, "Go to our brigade to inquire and inquire. How many years has my old man been hunting? When I was hunting for the first 30 years, you might not have been there. where?"

Zhao Jun curled his lips and asked again: "Old man, what do you usually fight?"

"That's a lot." The old man counted while pouring iron sand: "Grey dog, jumping cat, sand half chicken, let me tell you, it's just my gun, shoot these things one by one."

"Oh, my god." Zhao Jun became anxious all of a sudden, but the wild boar was not far away. He was afraid of alarming the guy, so he could only lower his voice and say: "Beat gray dogs and jumping cats, you use sand to beat them." Guns. Can you still use sand guns to shoot wild boars?"

The old man was taken aback by Zhao Jun's question, blinked his eyes three times in a row, and stopped talking.

The old man just looked at Zhao Jun, speechless for a while.

Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, then sighed again and said, "Old man, do you have a knife? You are going to take the knife, so give me the knife, and I will put the handle on it, and the pig will be stabbed to death."

"Bring it, bring it." As soon as the knife was mentioned, the old man hurriedly touched his back and pulled out a small knife.

This small knife is about a stick long, and there is no knife magazine at the back, so it cannot be pricked.

When Zhao Jun saw this, he was laughed angrily, and said: "Old man, what kind of knife are you doing?"

"Skinning knife." The old man said, "Shouldn't we be skinning that pig?"

Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, shook his head and said, "Old man, why don't we go back."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Jun said: "You can't kill a wild boar with your gun, and you can't kill a wild boar with your knife. If we don't go back, what else can we do?"

"Don't go back." The old man rolled his eyes, said firmly that he would not go back, and continued to pour iron sand into the gun barrel.

After filling the iron sand, he put the gun on, faced Zhao Jun and said, "Young man, you watch here, I will go over with the gun."

"This can't be done!" Zhao Jun looked at him hurriedly, and said, "Old man, this is no joke."

"Listen to me first." The old man broke free from Zhao Jun's hand and said to him, "I've already made up my mind. I'll take a gun and shoot the wild boar in the eye. It can bear it on its body, but its eyes can't bear it? I'll take it It went blind."

Speaking of this, the old man held a gun in one hand and pointed forward with the other, as if pointing the country, and continued to say to Zhao Jun: "It's in this dense forest, and it can't run very far. Once it runs, it will have to go. hit a tree."

"Ah." Zhao Jun was stunned and asked, "What's the matter? Old man, do you want it to kill itself?"

"What are you talking about?" The old man heard Zhao Jun's yin and yang, and said, "I was blinded by this wild boar. It can't run away, and it can't hurt us. Let's beat it to death with a big stick."

As he spoke, the old man fumbled left and right, and saw a larch tree folded over there.

The broken part of this larch is about two meters long.About the thickness of a forearm.

The old man handed the skinning knife to Zhao Jun, and said to him: "Look at that larch, you can peel it, peel it, and I will be killed by a pig later, and you can use the stick!"

Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, and after a while he asked, "Old man, is your surname Zhang?"

 This old man is a real person, this is the oldest hunter I have ever seen
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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