Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing squatted down and tried to make his body smaller.

Moose have very sensitive ears, but their eyesight is not very good, and they often selectively ignore motionless objects.

He Daqing took out his thermal imaging glasses and put them on. Then, an orange-yellow image of a moose appeared in his sight.

The moose is now in front of you on the left.

He Daqing estimated the distance and found that the moose was no more than thirty meters away from him.

He Daqing didn't dare to breathe and could even hear his own heartbeat.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

Closing his eyes, He Daqing slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm.

After a while, the violent heartbeat subsided and the breathing became even.

Due to the obstruction of the trees, the moose did not face He Daqing directly.

But He Daqing used thermal imaging glasses to see every move of the moose clearly.

The moose stretched its neck and looked towards He Daqing, but did not move at all.

The two big ears were shaking from time to time, obviously showing that it was in a state of alert.

At the slightest sign of trouble, the moose will run away.

He Daqing thought that it should be the sound made by walking just now.

Although I tried my best to slow down my pace, the crunching sound of the snow under my feet could not be eliminated.

Or maybe it's the smell of your body.

Even after applying green grass, the smell cannot be completely eliminated.

He Daqing took out two handfuls of green grass from the space, squeezed out the grass juice, and smeared it on his body again.

Through the thermal imaging glasses, He Daqing discovered that the moose was moving.

Every step he took, he looked around and pricked up his ears to listen.

There are quite a few poachers visiting this place.

Except for a very few lucky ones, most of the large prey that survive are alert enough.

The aroma of the green grass kept torturing the moose's nostrils, forcing it to go find out.

To the moose who had not eaten a single bite of grass for months, the aroma of the green grass was like water to a traveler in the desert.

The moose took nearly five minutes to move a distance of only thirty meters.

It was getting closer and closer. He Daqing could even hear the sound of the moose's hooves crushing dead branches.

Through the gaps in the woods, He Daqing had already seen the antlers of the moose.

The antlers were smaller than ordinary buffalo horns, with a little fork, and were obviously newly grown.

After the breeding season in autumn, male deer will shed their antlers to save the consumption of antlers.

The antlers will slowly grow out when spring comes.

He Daqing squatted down and predicted the location and time of the moose's appearance based on the traces of the moose in the gaps between the forest.

He slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, and the next moment, the moose's head appeared.

The head pushed aside a bunch of pine branches, causing a large piece of snow to fall off.

He Daqing held his breath to prevent the muzzle of the gun from shaking due to breathing.

His hand was on the trigger, his eyes narrowed as he aimed.

The moose suddenly stopped and even stretched its head forward.

At this time, the moose was less than ten meters away from He Daqing.

Even though the moose's eyesight was poor, it still spotted He Daqing, especially the fire stick in He Daqing's hand.

He Daqing even saw the moose's four hooves sinking slightly.

This is obviously an action of exerting force. There is no doubt that the moose will escape in the next second.

With a "click" sound.

He Daqing pulled the trigger of the rifle without hesitation, and the rifle in his hand spewed out flames.

The sound of gunfire rang out in the empty snowy forest, shaking the snow on the pine trees throughout the forest to fall down with a rustling sound.

As the moose's body began to move into the air, a bloody hole exploded just above the right side of its front leg.

The huge body, weighing more than a thousand pounds, fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Without even a sign of struggle, he was shot dead.

He Daqing's target was the hunter's favorite part to shoot, the heart.

Professional hunters all have the habit of hitting the heart.

The prey's head will shake frequently, which will affect the accuracy of the shot and easily destroy the value and appearance of the trophy.

He Daqing let out a strange cry, threw the rifle in his hand casually, and ran towards the moose with a big laugh.

Ignoring the smell of mutton and blood on the moose, He Daqing looked at the moose's ugly face.

This thing is quite rare. It is the first time He Daqing has seen it.

As He Daqing looked at this ugly thing, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Stupid and ugly, why does he look more and more like an idiot the more I look at him?

He shook his head to get rid of the terrible thought.

He Daqing took out a saw and sawed off the moose's antlers.

With this thing in hand, it is enough to prove that He Daqing hunted a whole bull moose.

The gunshot from He Daqing just now was heard from far away.

Wu Yong and Zhao Fei heard the sound even though they were several kilometers away.

This was the first gunshot heard since the start of the game.

Although the two were not together, the expressions on their faces were the same.

The gunshots from that direction were obviously coming from He Daqing.

With He Daqing's stone-throwing skills, he probably wouldn't waste his bullets on those small animals.

They all used hunting rifles, so at the very least, it should be a robe or a wild boar or something like that.

Unexpectedly, He Daqing would fire the first shot.

You know, the two of them are local natives, and going into the mountains to hunt to improve their diet is a common occurrence.

If He Daqing wins, where will they put their face?

He Daqing was in a good mood. He turned around, picked up the gun, lit a cigarette, and started smoking happily.

An average hunter may not be able to hunt a moose in a month.

With this moose as a guarantee, in the next few days, if he could just get a few wild boars, He Daqing might be able to defeat the Russians.

A lounge chair and a desk were placed in the space.

He Daqing was leisurely smoking a cigarette and sipping hot tea in the sea of ​​snowy forest.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the woods, as if something was approaching He Daqing stealthily.

Judging from the sound, it doesn't look very big.

He Daqing didn't care. It was most likely a lynx or a wild wolf.

He Daqing could kill one of these scums with a combat power of less than 0.5 with just a stone thrown at him.

A silly roe deer walked out from behind a tree.

With bright yet stupid eyes, he observed He Daqing carefully.

He Daqing also saw that thing, a newly grown robe-like creature with dull fur and skinny body, probably weighing less than 50 kilograms.

He Daqing naturally had no interest in this kind of garbage and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, this silly roe deer was so curious that it just walked straight up to me.

Less than half a meter away from He Daqing, his eyes met He Daqing's.

He even drank the tea that He Daqing placed on the table.

The temperature of the tea was just right. The warm tea made the silly roe deer squint his eyes as he drank it.

After drinking the tea, the roe deer became bolder and actually stuck out its tongue to lick the frozen grass juice on He Daqing's body.

Huh? This stupid thing is pretty funny.

He Daqing muttered to himself, stretched out his hand, and slapped him in the face...