Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

The director explained the whole story.

There is a farm south of the capital that raises chickens to lay eggs.

Recently, for some unknown reason, chicks have been frequently going missing and dying.

After investigation, farm staff discovered that the chicks had all been killed and carried away by wild animals.

After several days of battling wits with wild animals, the number of lost chicks has increased instead of decreased; at times, hundreds of chicks can die in a single night.

The farm manager panicked.

The farm's chicks are crucial to the meat and egg supply of Beijing residents, so they cannot be taken lightly.

Therefore, the person in charge specially hired hunters, who, after staking out the area for several days, discovered that it was a group of weasels that had come to steal the chickens.

They gather in groups near the farm, staying up all day and sleeping at night, treating the farm as a granary and the chicks as food.

Several hunters who went to help at the farm staked out the area for several nights, but only managed to catch a handful of weasels.

There was no other way; as long as the weasels entered the farm, the hunters dared not fire their guns, for fear that the sound of gunfire would scare the chicks to death in droves.

Moreover, even if you wanted to shoot, you wouldn't find an opportunity. Visibility is poor at night, and weasels are small and fast; they would disappear before you could even aim.

These hateful weasels not only eat chicks, but they also bite them to death, suck a few mouthfuls of blood, and then throw them on the ground without eating them.

The farm staff were furious that the chicks were being treated so badly!

For several nights in a row, the farm lost hundreds of chicks each night. The person in charge could no longer bear it and asked for help from higher authorities.

The director of the Zoological Research Institute happened to know the news and told Cheng Rongjiang, who then recommended Chang Kun.

The rewards for this mission are said to be extremely generous.

As long as you perform well, your superiors won't be stingy with rewards.

After listening, Chang Kun nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

It's just a weasel, right? With the system around, it'll be a piece of cake.

The director's name was Fang Qingsheng. He wrote a letter of introduction for Chang Kun, and the station dispatched a jeep to take Chang Kun to the farm in the south.

Before leaving, Chang Kun asked Cheng Rongjiang to pass on a message to his mother, saying that he was away on business and might not be able to come home that night.

After leaving the city, the jeep drove south for more than half an hour before arriving at the farm.

"Welcome, Comrade Chang."

The farm manager, sporting dark circles under his eyes, glanced at the letter of introduction and gave a listless greeting.

The person in charge, Tian Guoguang, hadn't had a good night's sleep in five or six days. Every night, he would keep a close watch on the chick sheds, but the chicks were still being bitten to death one by one.

If this continues, the weasel won't be wiped out, but he himself won't be able to hold on.

Tian Guoguang led Chang Kun to an office filled with smoke, where the two were arguing loudly.

"Quiet down for a moment, let me introduce you. This is Comrade Chang from the Institute of Zoology. You experts can work together to study this." Tian Guoguang called out as he entered the room.

The room fell silent. The two people sat still, watching Chang Kun enter.

The two people sitting down had different facial features: one with a square face and the other with a long, narrow face.

The two men, weathered and worn, were clearly seasoned hunters.

As the person in charge, Tian Guoguang, introduced them, Chang Kun learned about the two men's backgrounds.

The two people sitting there, one with a square face, came from the Forestry Bureau, and the other with a long face, came from the Zoo.

Just as Chang Kun had predicted, both of them were hunters from the mountains and had remarkable achievements.

The man with the square face was most proud of the time when he killed two wolves all by himself in the mountains, using only a bird gun and a hunting knife.

Later, based on this achievement, he was specially recruited into the Forestry Bureau.

Big Horse Face has unique experience in setting traps and getting caught in traps.

He once set a trap and caught three wild boars at once, which made him famous among mountain hunters.

"This Comrade Chang is from the Zoological Research Institute. Let's discuss a plan to wipe out these weasels as soon as possible!"

Tian Guoguang offered cigarettes to everyone, his face showing obvious exhaustion.

The square-faced man and the horse-faced man exchanged a glance and shook their heads subtly.

Zoological Research Institute?

What kind of unit is this? I've never even heard of it.

The hunters from the forestry bureau spend their days in the mountains and forests dealing with all kinds of animals.

Zoo hunters are out in the wild year-round, capturing animals to fill the enclosure.

They really didn't know what the animal research institute did. Did it study how to make hens lay more eggs and roosters grow more fat?

As I pondered this, I glanced at Chang Kun's young face and couldn't help but feel a bit of disdain.

So young, and his complexion isn't as rough as people from the mountains, it's obvious he doesn't go hiking often.

Maybe it's some kid from a wealthy family who heard there were weasels around and came here to try and get a reward?

They thought this to themselves, but didn't show it on their faces. They didn't want to offend someone who was really a relative of a leader.

The square-faced man and the horse-faced man nodded to Chang Kun and continued arguing about how to wipe out the weasels in one fell swoop.

Those with square faces and long faces arrived a day earlier.

Last night, the two of them stood guard at the front and back gates of the farm's chicken coop and saw weasels swarming into the chicken coop; there were probably more than seventy or eighty of them.

The square-faced man wanted to fire, but Tian Guoguang stopped him, fearing the gunshot would scare all the chicks to death.

After a whole night of searching, the two old hunters, along with five or six men from the farm, only managed to kill four weasels.

The chicks suffered heavy losses; more than a hundred were killed by weasels, and others were accidentally stepped on while people were catching weasels in the dark.

Another night of heavy losses!

The square-faced and horse-faced men hadn't slept all night, but they were brimming with energy.

As an experienced hunter, it's truly shameful to be bullied by a pack of weasels!

They spent the entire morning in the office, smoking and brainstorming solutions.

"Big horse face" means to put wire traps at several entrances.

When the weasel comes, it will definitely crawl into the trap, and then the mission will be accomplished.

Set a few hundred lassos, and I refuse to believe we can't kill these weasels!

Tian Guoguang nodded in agreement after listening.

"I'll go to the warehouse to get some wire; I'll leave the trapping to you."

The big-faced man exhaled a slight sneer, grinned, and set a trap—it was one of his specialties.

When Tian Guoguang returned from the warehouse, he had a large wire wrapped around his shoulder and was carrying a bag in his hand.

"There are also slingshots in the warehouse, which can replace guns."

He took out dozens of slingshots from the bag and handed them to several people.

When the weasels approach the farm, shoot them with a slingshot first, then use a trap to catch them.

Anyone can use a slingshot, but to hit it accurately is something that not everyone can do.

Big Horse Face crouched down to examine the wire, preparing to make a lasso.

Just then, two people entered through the office door.

"Report!"

Their voices were strong and loud; you could tell they were two burly men just by listening to them.

Looking back, it was indeed true.

One of them was tall, over 1.9 meters; the other was wearing a tank top, his muscles bulging, looking sharp and imposing.

Tian Guoguang was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward:

"You're... sent down from the military?"

The tall man nodded and handed over the letter of introduction.

Tian Guoguang's fingers trembled as he said excitedly:

"The farm is saved! Come in, please come in!"

The two old hunters, one with a square face and the other with a long face, looked at each other in bewilderment. Where did they find such an expert? Judging from his demeanor, he must be someone from the military.

But even using soldiers to fight weasels is useless; you can't just bombard them with artillery.

Do these two have some kind of secret weapon?