"This is Baker, who has more than ten years of experience in hunting kangaroos, bison and crocodiles." In the club, the business manager introduced the hunting guide to the four Martins: "This is Molly, Baker's sister,

More than five years of hunting experience." Perhaps his ancestors were British. Baker was only in his thirties and had a large head bald. He shook hands with the four of Martin and said politely: "It's an honor to serve you." Martin held his hand in his hand.

, it feels like there are calluses all over it.

Molly is less than thirty years old, with short hair, and two hounds tattooed on the outside of her strong arms. After a brief acquaintance, the business manager called two pickup trucks to drive the group to the club's private hunting ground.
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It takes more than three hours to drive from the northern suburbs of Brisbane. Australia is vast and sparsely populated. The business manager introduced it along the way. The private hunting ground is actually a large ranch, covering an area of ​​nearly 100,000 acres, and it is not very far from the sea.

, like many places in Australia, is plagued by the proliferation of wild animals.

Occasionally, crocodiles will enter the ponds and waterways of the ranch. When they come to the ranch, in the large wooden houses, there are not only Martin and four customers, but also more than a dozen tourists from other countries.

After a simple dinner, the business manager took the four of them to choose hunting weapons. Martin chose the Winchester m70 that he had used at the shooting range before.

This is a bolt-action shotgun. The temporary certificates they hold cannot use semi-automatic weapons.

"I also want to use a gun." Mene wailed. Because he did not apply for documents in advance, he could only use a pulley bow or a crossbow.

Bruce got a Remington 700, and Zomi chose a lighter Weatherby shotgun. The four of them also equipped themselves with short hunting knives.

Back at their single-family wooden house, Molly briefly explained the precautions based on the video footage.

"Wild boars, hares, wild deer, wild dogs, bison and red kangaroos, except pregnant mothers, can be hunted at will." Molly specially called up pictures of several protected animals: "Don't touch them, they will be very troublesome.

"She simply said: "If you are not sure, don't use the gun." Everyone prepared the items for tomorrow and set off early the next morning in two large pickup trucks with guardrails.

There are many hills, ponds and small rivers in the pasture, and the vegetation is mainly grassland, shrubs and groves. Bruce consulted Martin and Zomi for their opinions and said to Baker: "Let's hunt big game." Mene sat alone on Molly's bed

In the car.

On one of the pickup trucks, Martin asked Baker, who was driving the car: "When are we going to catch the crocodiles?" Baker said: "In the afternoon, when the light is good, the crocodiles will crawl out to bask in the sun." Molly, who was leading the way, parked in the park.

At the edge of the bush, he opened the rear door and jumped out with the hound in his hand.

Mene hugged his crossbow and ran this way, came to the car and said: "I would rather sit in the trunk here than over there. Those dogs are too scary." Martin looked at him.

Wet face: "They like you very much." Baker squatted by the bush and looked at animal feces

, picked up a bunch, pinched it, and said: "There are wild boars nearby, Molly, drive them out!" He then said to Martin and others: "Get in the trunk, prepare firearms, and don't get out casually, wild boars are very dangerous.

"Molly let go of the hounds, and the three dogs rushed into the bushes.

Martin climbed into the back of the pickup truck and leaned on the welded guardrail, checking the firearm and loading it. Bruce was an experienced gun user and was not in a hurry while carrying the gun.

Zomi asked: "Is wild boar delicious?" Martin bought it in his previous life, but it was artificially raised: "It is said to have a fishy smell." He called Mene: "Come up here, do you want the wild boar to blow your ass?" Mene was just thinking.

After getting in the car, I suddenly turned around and saw a big red kangaroo jumping out from a few dozen meters away.

When enemies meet, they become extremely jealous.

"The red-skinned one! Come here, your black-skinned grandpa is here!" Menei loaded the arrow and picked up the crossbow to shoot.

A dog barked suddenly, and a small black tank emerged from the bushes and rolled out. Mene shot an arrow casually and hurriedly climbed to the car.

Martin, who was reading the book, stretched out his hand to pull him: "What are you afraid of?" Mene looked at the big wild boar over there: "It is darker than me, so my trick is useless!" Martin said: "It's okay, wait until it explodes on you.

You can charge it."

"Zomi!" Bruce knew that Martin came here not only to relax but also to socialize, so the first shot was naturally given to the director: "Here comes the opportunity!" The hounds are well-trained and slow down after driving out the wild boars.

This wild boar was 1.78 meters long and ran like a small tank. Zomi set up the gun, aimed through the scope, and fired the first shot.

He had hunted before, and his marksmanship was pretty good. He aimed at the neck and hit the wild boar in the belly.

"Hit!" Martin saw the blood spurting out. Zomi quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and fired a second shot, and the bullet penetrated into the wild boar's neck.

The wild boar fell down and tried to get up, but Zomi hit it in the head with the third shot! Martin praised: "Good marksmanship, the shot hit the target." Zomi was very happy and said: "I'm lucky, the hit rate was not like this before.

High." The sound of gunfire alarmed the nearby animals. A group of wild deer were running wildly in the distance. Baker ran over and shouted as he got into the car: "Hold it, let's catch up." The four people grabbed the guardrail and the pickup truck roared.

Running forward amidst the sound.

Martin looked to the side and ahead and found a herd of wild deer, and shouted loudly: "Guys, how about we compete?"

"Okay!" Mene is an activist. Martin pointed to the wild deer: "Those who can't catch the prey will be punished." Zomi asked: "What punishment?" Bruce thought of a good idea: "Find one.

A smaller kangaroo, boxing with a kangaroo?" Mene was the first to agree: "Okay!" Martin patted him: "It's still too late for you to regret it." Mene almost slapped his chest: "I will never regret it."

Baker was very experienced. He drove around in front of the wild deer, parked the car and asked the four people to get out of the car. After a little observation, he led them to ambush downwind of the deer.

The five people were scattered in the woods more than ten meters away. Mene suddenly realized something was wrong and looked at Martin, who was nearest, holding a shotgun with a scope in his hand.

Look at the crossbow with a scope in his hand. How does this compare? The herd of wild deer gradually approached, Martin aimed at a strong buck, about fifty meters away, and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud gunshot, and the wild deer was shot in the chest and abdomen. It ran forward a few steps and fell to the ground. At the moment Martin fired, Zomi and Bruce also fired, and two more adult wild deer fell.

Next.

At the same time, a carbon crossbow arrow hammered into a short tree with a clanging sound. The rest of the wild deer fled wildly, giving Mene no chance to shoot a second arrow.

Martin and the others just shoot and don't care about anything else. The prey is handled by two professional hunters, Baker and Molly.

Martin asked: "Who didn't hit the prey just now?" Mene had already said too much before, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Let's go find the kangaroo." When Baker and Molly finished handling the prey and went back to have lunch,

Met a suitable kangaroo.

Standing at most 1.4 meters, he is not very strong. If you are too big or too strong, Mene is no match. If you are kicked to death... Mene jumped out of the car and walked towards that side on foot. As he walked, he taunted: "Red-skinned"

Big Tail, your brother cheated on you and I didn’t give you any money. Now I’m here to collect your debt. Come here! Why don’t you have black hair? Kangaroos are all racists!” When the ultimate taunt came out, even the kangaroos couldn’t stand it.

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Bruce couldn't help but said: "Why do you, you stinking piece of shit, only know all the idiots?" Martin didn't say anything, just stared at Bruce.

Bruce slapped his forehead and said, "I'm such a fool." The big kangaroos were all violent during the estrus period, so they rushed up and started fighting with Mene.

Baker was worried about an accident, so he and Molly followed behind.

"No one can fuck Uncle Mene without giving him money! Not even animals!" Mene relied on his height and strength to beat the emaciated kangaroo until he ran away in embarrassment.

Ten minutes later, a refreshed Mene returned to the car, holding a handful of kangaroo fur in his hand: "This is the debt owed by his brother!" Back at the ranch, after lunch, the group went hunting in the afternoon

Crocodile crocodile.

Facing the saltwater crocodile, even Bruce did not dare to act recklessly. Martin and the four of them stayed safely in the car. Baker and Molly quickly found traces of the saltwater crocodile.

A group of six people walked to a pond and climbed to a high ground. From a high position, they could clearly see that dozens of meters away, a large crocodile more than four meters long was lying on the edge of the pond basking in the sun.

Facing a human holding a shotgun, even if it were twice as big, it would be nothing. Baker took good care of his customers and said: "You aim at the target. When I say to shoot, shoot together, each person shoots three rounds." Martin, Bruce and Zoe.

Rice bullets were loaded and Mene shouldered the crossbow.

"Get ready!" Seeing that it was almost done, Baker shouted: "Shoot!" Martin pulled the trigger, and through the scope, he saw the skin of the crocodile's neck exploding. He pulled the gun bolt and fired again. Three bullets were fired, and he stopped.

Come down.

The poor big crocodile was shot with multiple bullets, and died without even being seen by the attacker. The prey was pulled back, the crocodile's teeth were removed, and the hunting club showed legal procedures to help process them into pendants and keychains.

Souvenirs.

The big crocodile was more than four meters long and had a mouth full of fangs, enough for four people to share. Most of it went into the hands of Martin and Zomi.

Bruce and Mene are lonely people. In the evening, the club held a game barbecue party for all guests in the manor.

Martin ate some roasted venison, found Zomi who was sitting alone in a quiet place, and asked: "Is it too noisy?" Zomi pointed his finger: "When I am free, my head can't stop." Martin said: "

Considering post-production?"

"I'm just a tool in post-production." Zomi saw it clearly and said, "I'm thinking of a new story." Martin half-joked: "Suddenly a beast or a pervert appeared in the hunting ground and wiped out our group of hunters?" Zomi said

He handed a bottle of beer to Martin. The two clinked the bottle and each took a sip before saying: "Before joining this crew, I and I

My friend David Johnson also studied film and worked as an assistant to Director Darabont. He is better at screenwriting. However, he is not as lucky as me. It is difficult for screenwriters to succeed." He returned to the topic: "Big and I
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