I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 57 Hunting Time
In a mud pit formed by natural rainwater not far away, seven or eight relatively fat but strong wild boars with shiny skin were rolling around in it with a group of cute little wild boars.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of them. They must have sensed the danger outside and fled here for shelter. If they wait until autumn when the crops are harvested and leave the mountain, the corn and sweet potatoes planted on the small hills by Uncle Liu's small village nearby may not be enough for them to eat."

He climbed down the tree, took out the Type 38 rifle, checked the magazine, and quietly headed towards the herd of wild boars.

"It's you!"

He arrived at a good position, pointed his gun at a wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms, which was leisurely brushing or rubbing its body, and muttered softly.

This one is obviously the leader of this group, with two huge fangs flashing with cold light, and its bloody mouth wide open, looking majestic and powerful. No wonder the people living at the foot of the mountain don't dare to fight it. If it goes crazy with these big fangs, it can really pierce a person's head. Even if the head is not injured, it can hit the thighs, waist, etc., and the person will be disabled if not killed.

Moreover, the guns of these villagers are ordinary hunting rifles and homemade rifles. The skin of wild boars travels in the forest all year round, rubbing against various pine and cypress trees, and is as hard as armor. Their guns are slow to load and have little power, so they can't beat this big guy.

I guess Uncle Liu and the others didn't let him in at first because they were worried about these things. Even if they saw that he was more capable, what they cared about was not his strength, but his high jumping speed and fast speed. If he couldn't climb a tree, they could just use their former standard rifle, the Type 38 rifle, to slowly fight it off. If that didn't work, they could only run away.

When Wang Luo raised his gun, the huge wild boar king was completely unaware of the danger and was still moving its huge body slowly among the woods, just like a mountain king patrolling his territory.

"boom!"

Wang Luo, who had been prepared, pulled the trigger. The bullet flew out of the barrel and hit it instantly after being hit by the rifling of the barrel.

"Ow!"

The shot hit the wild boar's neck, blood spurted out and it screamed in pain.

Before it could react, he pulled the bolt and fired two more shots.

It is worthy of being called the Type 7.92 rifle. Although this standard rifle during World War II has a smaller caliber and less power than the Mauser, Mosin-Nagant 7.62, and rifles of the same period, it is military after all and has strong penetrating power. After three shots, the wild boar king could not withstand it. After running forward for a distance, it fell down unwillingly with a bang.

If it was an ordinary hunting rifle or a homemade rifle, it would probably be difficult to shoot this big guy. At least seven or eight shots would fail to hit the vital parts. With its armor-like skin, it would be really difficult to deal with it.

The fall of the wild boar king and the sound of gunfire startled the other wild boars beside him.

He screamed a few times in panic and started to run.

"You still want to run? That's not that easy!"

With a roar, he raised his gun and quickly fired the remaining two bullets, hitting two other slightly smaller wild boars in succession.

This caused a huge uproar. Wang Luo was exposed. The stimulation of the smell of gunpowder, maternal love and the fact that wild boars are stupid and stubborn, and only move forward and never retreat, caused one of the injured sows to go crazy and run towards Wang Luo with bloodthirsty eyes. The dead branches, rotten leaves and weeds behind them all left a trace of blood flowing from its body.

"How brave! Good job!"

He threw the gun behind his back, got into a horse stance, and prepared to face the frantic sow.

The sow weighing more than 100 kilograms directly crashed into Wang Luo's hand. The mad wild boar was indeed very strong. Although he was very strong now, his feet were still knocked backwards and slid for a long distance. Finally, they slid to the side of a big tree. Wang Luo kicked the tree with one foot and used the force to stop the wild boar's continued mindless attack.

"Ah! Pour it for me!"

Wang Luo exerted force with both arms, and the strength gained from eating the pterosaur meat was fully demonstrated at this moment. He grabbed the pig's ear with one hand and the hind hoof with the other, and forcibly picked up the wild boar, then threw it directly to the ground and pressed his whole body on it.

He raised his fist and started swinging it hard at the pig's head. His fists kept falling like rain.

The pig had already been shot, and its last charge was a spent force. After being thrown down by Wang Luo, its arrogance was completely gone. Now with the support of the fist, it twitched a few times and became completely silent.

"Hoohoo!"

It was the first time for Wang Luo to do this and he felt nervous and excited. He panted for a long time and drank some water before he relaxed.

There are two big wild boars lying near him now. The other wild boars have run away, including another one that was shot and injured. But this is not a problem for him. He just needs to follow the blood trail. They will not survive.

He first put the two dead boars together, took off his clothes, turned into a slender crocodile dragon and started searching along the blood trail. Finally, about two miles away from the gun, he found the wild boar that had bled to death. He put on his clothes again, turned into his original form, and carried it back to the starting point.

"Damn it, I didn't perform well. I ran so much. It's all because of this damn golden finger. I have to take off my clothes to transform. It's troublesome. It would be great if I could turn into a pterosaur and fly. It's a pity that I can't fly yet. But it's okay. Three of these big ones should have about 400 kilograms of meat!"

He got some dry branches and made a big sled, threw the three wild boars on it, pulled the rope and drove back. On the way, he shot and killed two more elks. That was all that was needed. This harvest could provide a good nourishment for the people in the company of the military compound.

Maybe it was because of the gunfire in the forest, so we didn't encounter any prey like wolves. They are much smarter than wild boars and ran away when they heard it. Or maybe they sleep during the day and are active at night, but it doesn't matter, let them do whatever they want.

When I learn to fly, this piece of mountain will be my own private land. I can do whatever I want. It will be no problem to come here and surf at night.

"Is it Xiao Luo?"

Before leaving the forest, I could hear Uncle Liu's unique Jinshi funny voice from a distance.

"it's me!"

Wang Luo answered.

"You finally came out. We heard several gunshots intermittently and were very worried. We waited for a long time but didn't see you come out, so we mustered up the courage to come in and take a look!"

Uncle Liu hugged Wang Luo and checked his whole body worriedly. He was relieved when he found that there was no missing limbs and no damage except his clothes.

(End of this chapter)