Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

As soon as the wild boar king rushed out of the woods, he was covered in the face with steel balls that were not much bigger than sesame seeds.

This thing can definitely kill a large number of birds, but using it to hunt wild boars can only mean that Zhao Guangxu is mentally ill. Not to mention wild boars, he can't even kill domestic pigs.

But it hurts when it hits your eyelids.

The wild boar king roared, stomped the ground with all four hooves, swept past like a whirlwind, and then Zhao Guangxu was gone.

He was really gone. He was picked up by the wild boar king and ran away with it in his mouth.

Jiang He raised his gun and aimed at the Wild Boar King.

When hunting, don't shoot from back to front, as it's easy to get a hole in the chest.

When the bullet breaks the intestines and stomach, the feces and urine will dirty the chamber, making it look like a stinky chamber, and the meat will have a fecal smell.

Anyway, I don’t expect to eat meat, so I’ll just fight wherever I want.

Just as Jiang He was about to shoot, a person suddenly jumped out from behind a tree in the distance.

Jiang He quickly lowered his gun, then raised Liu Er's gun, and a bullet shot out of the gun and flew into the sky.

Liu Er was so angry that he cursed and blamed the other party for blocking his shooting range.

The man who jumped out yelled "Weeds!" and then swung his axe to chop the wild boar king.

The wild boar king did not stop, and just flicked his feet lightly and whizzed past. The man suddenly flew up, and after landing, he crawled to chase the wild boar king, shouting Guangxu, Guangxu.

Looking at his nervous and sad appearance, he feels like Zhao Guangxu's father.

Jiang He ran over and took a look, and hey, isn’t this Li Erhe?

Didn’t he and Zhao Guangxu become enemies?

Li Erhe grabbed Jiang He's trouser leg and begged, "Xiao Jiang, you must save Guangxu.

He can't die! If he dies, I'll be the only bachelor left in Linxi Village!"

Damn, do singles also need companions?

As a result of this delay, seven or eight people ran out from the woods behind and chased after them with gnashing teeth.

Looking at the weapons in his hands, there were all kinds of things including knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks, forks, and even a three-toothed claw.

Another group of people came out of the woods, carrying several dead and wounded people.

Jiang He sighed.

The Greater Khingan Range was only developed in the 1960s, and the workforce is mainly composed of forestry workers. The farmers are either family members who have come to seek refuge, or simply vagrants who have come here to make a living.

In other words, everyone is an outsider, and most of them are employees.

With such a personnel composition, there are only a few professional hunters in total, and people like Jiang He are already considered top-tier.

Generally, no one hunts. Firstly, they don't know how to do it, and secondly, those who hunt usually don't end up well.

Especially in this day and age, it doesn’t mean you’re awesome just because you have a gun. There’s everything in the mountains.

Apart from wild animals, you might encounter something strange and lose your life without knowing why.

It can be said that out of the ten hunters, half died and half were disabled.

There are only a few people in the world like Sun Mancang who were born safely and lived to be over seventy years old.

These old farmers brought homemade cannons and three-pronged forks to hunt wild boars. You can only say that they are crazy because they are poor.

In Daxinganling, as long as you are willing to work hard, you won't starve.

But these days, everyone in the country is the same, everyone is poor and has no money.

This group of people were all old farmers from the neighborhood. When they saw Jiang He and Liu Er, they looked hostile, then passed by them and went after the thousand yuan.

Jiang He shook his head. "It's already a stroke of luck that you guys ambushed me once. Now the wild boar's escaped, and you're still chasing it? Where are you chasing it?"

Chunyu grabbed Jianghe and yelled, "Brother, pig, pig, hurry up, or they'll take it away!"

Liu Er was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, but Jiang He was not anxious at all. He thought that this was his pig and no one could take it away from him.

After chasing for a mile, a broken human leg was thrown in the snow with blood, which was particularly eye-catching.

Those who were chasing were tired from running, and when they were stimulated by the man's legs, they became obviously hesitant when they chased again.

After chasing for another mile, everyone was stunned to see Zhao Guangxu's body in a terrible state.

There is a term in later generations called sunk cost.

A group of people came, but people died again. They were unwilling to give up because they couldn't kill the wild boar.

But is it worth risking your life for this wild boar?

Even if this wild boar is worth one thousand, with seven or eight people, including the dead ones, each person would get less than one hundred yuan.

This is a lot of money, but it is not an unattainable amount for the farmers in Daxinganling.

The production team had very little money left over the whole year, just enough to eat and drink.

But going up the mountain to dig traps means earning real work points, and the Forestry Bureau actually pays you in cash.

The rural area of ​​Daxinganling sounds like a small mountain valley where a hundred or eighty people could starve to death in a day.

In fact, the hundreds of thousands of forestry workers who can guarantee a stable income regardless of drought or flood are large enough to supply forestry resources to half of the country and support its prosperity.

Let me put it this way, in this era, apart from the bitter cold, life is better than in most rural areas across the country.

These old farmers make their money out of passion and rely on their fierceness, but they were defeated by the wild boar king in one encounter.

It is said that the first effort is strong, the second will weaken, and the third will be exhausted.

A human leg and a ragged dead body were enough to dissuade these old farmers from going.

They watched Jiang He and his friends chasing after them with the dog, and there was only envy in their eyes.

Wild boars have little endurance. A wild boar weighing 800 kilograms is like a person weighing 300 kilograms. With such a large weight, its endurance is naturally worse.

As soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we caught up with the wild boar king.

At this time, there were only three or five sows left by the pig king's side.

The huge harem was broken up, who wouldn’t be angry?

The wild boar king was panting heavily. A sow had just approached it when the wild boar king's tusks ripped open her neck and bit her throat.

The other sows were so scared that they fled in all directions. The wild boar king rushed forward, knocked over a sow, and tore the innocent and pitiful sow into pieces by pushing and biting her.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang He and his men quietly came up from the upwind side, but stopped when they were only fifty meters away, not daring to move forward.

Under normal circumstances, you should get within 30 meters and then shoot. It is best to kill the prey. If you can't kill it, use the hunting dogs to hold the prey before it escapes, and then rush up with a gun and shoot it to death.

It's just an 800-pound wild boar king, and it looks abnormal no matter how you look at it.

Xiaohong is a thin hunting dog weighing more than 50 kilograms. It is indeed agile, but the weight difference of more than ten times is as big as the difference between a two or three-year-old child and a 200-kilogram man. No matter how agile it is, it cannot break the defense and cannot deliver any tricks.

It bites wild boars dozens of times, but the wild boars are fine. But if the wild boar king bites it once, the wild boar will either die or be crippled.

Xiaohong is an extremely good hunting dog, and Jianghe is reluctant to let it take risks.

Therefore, Liu Er, who holds 56 and a half, becomes the best substitute for the hunting dog.

Jiang He whispered, "I'll fire the first shot. If it doesn't kill you, shoot again quickly. Don't let it get away."

Liu Er said confidently, "Don't worry. During militia training, every shot I fired hit the bull's eye within a hundred meters. At two hundred meters, I could even hit seventy rings. I'm nicknamed Yalin's best marksman. If I can't kill a wild boar this big, I'll be dead."

Chunyu exclaimed, her eyes widening as she stared at Liu Er in admiration, "Wow, second brother, you're a sharpshooter! You're amazing!"

Although Chunyu was not a beauty in any way, she was still a woman after all. Such a compliment made Liu Er very proud.

The noise was just a little louder, and the wild boar king immediately became alert, raised his head and turned to look here.

Jiang He immediately raised his gun and shouted, "Shoot!"