The bright sunshine, the breeze blowing from the forest, the aroma of braised rabbit meat in the big pot and the freshly baked bread, the smell of home-brew beer and the smell of tourists surrounding the two long tables.
The laughter and laughter all mixed together into a hearty and lively lunch.
Of course, this lunch will not only include the all-you-can-eat braised rabbit, the fried pork intestines that most locals avoid, the cold pig ears, and the rich soybean braised pig's trotters.
The wives of the cowboys cooked a lot of various dishes together, from roasted suckling pig to various salads to spicy Mexican dishes, all of which were paired with cold beer to easily fill all the bellies.
After having had enough wine and food, the tourists who had made great achievements in the morning returned to their rooms in groups to take a nap, while the cowboys who did not have the habit of taking a lunch break began to prepare for the afternoon activities in advance, and by the way, they pulled the carcasses of the wild boars into the forest.
The burial pit has been prepared long ago.
Just like they had made an appointment for dinner, under Makar's warm invitation, Wei Ran had to take over the refurbished M1 Garand, and followed him, the Mexican cowboy Diego and the martial arts master Lao
Jerry, each left the farm on a horse.
As for Suisui and Katenka, who were also invited, they excused themselves as they needed a rest and went back to their rooms to escape the scorching sun.
Of course, Suisui may really be taking a nap, but Kajianka, who is full of energy, is busy studying the whole process of Master Sun's cooking that she personally took, and is planning to try to perfectly recreate the braised rabbit meat when she goes back.
, and the soybean stewed pig's trotters that taste equally good, as well as the spicy rabbit head that I haven't had the chance to taste yet...
At the same time, under the leadership of Makar and Diego, Wei Ran, who was wearing a cowboy hat and a red floral scarf on his face, had once again crossed the fence on the edge of the farm on horseback, heading towards
I walked past the khaki stone mountain at the end of my sight that didn't look too high.
Along the way, the vegetation on the ground became slightly sparse, and occasionally you could even see clusters of wild cacti that were taller than humans, as well as rattlesnakes that entertained themselves by shaking the sand hammer on their tails.
But as the stone mountain got closer and closer, I saw a group of wild boars rolling hard in a mud pond at the foot of the mountain.
"There is a small spring there"
Makar called the horses to stop and took the initiative to explain, "The surrounding wild animals basically go there to drink water. Diego and I have spotted pumas here more than once over the years, and of course there are also quite a few skunks and porcupines.
Those guys are more annoying than wild boars."
Having said this, Makar glanced at Diego next to him with a strange expression, and blatantly said in Russian that he did not understand, "The summer before last year, a skunk ran into Diego's house. The smell was really bad.
It was so unforgettable that even the two dogs he raised vomited."
Forehead...
Wei Ran suppressed a smile and glanced at Diego, who seemed to realize something. He wisely changed the subject and asked, "Makar, since wild boars often come here to drink water, why don't you wait for them here?"
"useless"
Makar shook his head helplessly, "There are many springs in this land, and there is no point in just guarding them here."
Before he finished speaking, Makar had already pulled out an SKS semi-automatic rifle from the cowhide holster beside the saddle. Old Jerry on the other side of the guard also pulled out his M1 carbine. As for Diego, he did not
Take out the lever rifle from its holster.
Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly took out the Garand, which was also in the gun bag, pushed the safety in front of the trigger guard, and took aim at the wild boar on the edge of the quagmire in the distance on horseback.
When the three men were ready, Diego slowly took out a bullet casing from his pocket and tossed it lightly.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Almost at the moment the bullet casing hit the ground, three gunshots of different tones rang out one after another. The three wild boars that were rolling in the mud tightened their bodies one after another, and then fell into the mud.
In less than a second, the rest of the wild boars ran away after a brief pause. Some of them deep in the quagmire even moved desperately to the shore.
"Don't hit the one in the middle of the quagmire." Before Makar could finish his words, he had already moved the muzzle of his gun and fired another round of bullets from Old Jerry in no particular order.
Wei Ran deliberately waited for a moment until he heard the sound of a gunshot, then he pointed at a wildly twisting pig butt and pulled the trigger.
In the crisp sound of gunfire, the wild boar jumped forward violently the moment it was shot in the butt, and then rolled to a stop.
Looking at the other prey that had already run away, Makar and Old Jerry did not continue to shoot, but tacitly drove their horses to catch up. Before them, Diego had already started running on his horse.
Wei Ran, who was one step behind, naturally followed suit, lightly tapping his spur, urging his mount to run faster and faster.
The question of who can run faster, a horse or a wild boar, is of course of no value for discussion, but the issue of the hit rate of firing on a running horse opened Wei Ran's eyes.
What surprised him the most was the Mexican cowboy Diego. This taciturn man because of the language barrier had already stood up straight in the stirrups while the horse was running, holding the lever rifle in both hands.
Fire.
The old Jerry also had a lot of chores. After riding a horse and chasing a wild boar, he held the carbine with one hand and simply pulled the trigger. Then a ball of blood burst out from the back of the wild boar's neck.
Hua. This is not over yet. The old man actually controlled the horse to easily jump over the wild boar carcass blocking the road.
Silly beauty who loves to show off...
Wei Ran muttered to himself, pointed randomly in the direction of the short mountain and pulled the trigger, making it clear that he planned to continue hiding his clumsiness.
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for Makar, this guy is much more normal. After relying on the horse to close the distance honestly, he patiently waited for the horse to stop, and then everything was stable.
Shoot out rounds of bullets.
Amidst the gunfire, the group of wild boars dropped five or six large and small corpses before escaping into the forest, and everyone stopped.
But what makes Wei Ran strange is that none of the Makars planned to touch the wild boar carcasses. Old Jerry and Diego even separated from them without even saying hello and walked in the opposite direction, while Makar
Then he took Wei Ran and started walking to the other side of the low mountain.
"Makar, do you want those wild boars you just shot?" Wei Ran asked strangely.
"Leave it to nearby wildlife to eat."
Makar said matter-of-factly, "The most indispensable things here are wild boars and hares. There is no need to touch those dirty things covered in mud."
Hearing this, Wei Ran did not persist and instead asked, "Where are old Jerry and Diego? What did he do? What else are we going to do next?"
"They are going to the other side of the mountain. Let's go around here. Maybe we can meet the wild boar they are driving over." Makar said, and he already urged the horse under his butt to run.
“This is not bad”
Wei Ranquan thought that he was familiar with the weapons that might be used before entering the Pacific battlefield, and he rode after him with equal interest.
A moment later, the sound of gunshots came from a distance, and fat and strong figures ran towards Wei Ran and Makar.
Under this conscious hunting, Wei Ran pulled the trigger again and again, firing bullets one after another. Every now and then, he would leave a wild boar carcass waiting to be enjoyed on the sandy wilderness.
From about two o'clock in the afternoon until the sun went down, Wei Ran followed Makar to visit almost all the surrounding pastures. It was not until all the bullets were fired that he returned to the other side of the low mountain.
In the afternoon, Suisui and Katenka, dressed as cowboys, had already arrived with the tourists on horseback or in a caravan.
In an open space at the foot of the mountain, a pile of steaming bonfires had been lit, and a large amount of snake-repelling powder was sprinkled on the surrounding ground.
Not to mention, the caravan that belongs to Master Sun not only contains the two large stainless steel soup barrels filled with rabbit heads and marinated meats, but also several large barrels of chilled home-brew beer.
Next to another carriage next to it, Makar's wife had already directed many cowboys to set up Indian tents with mysterious symbols and patterns. At this time, she was busy greeting the beautiful cowgirls to change.
Wearing Indian costumes and feather-filled headdresses, they lined up at the entrance of the tent to take pictures with the old wooden box camera.
What happened next did not require any organization at all. Master Sun, who set up the barbecue grill, attracted a third of the people the moment he put the meat skewers on it. After the two buckets of soaked spicy rabbit heads were lifted down, another three people were attracted.
One third of them are either busy taking pictures with old cameras, or squatting by the campfire to experience American barbecue, or guarding the stainless steel sealed barrels filled with beer and starting a beer with brothers and friends.
Drink freely.
"have a drink?"
Wei Ran was holding a glass filled with cold beer in one hand, wearing Indian paint on his face, and Katenka, who was still dressed in cowboy clothes and was busy avoiding the camera.
"Isn't it bad?" Suisui said pretendingly, "I don't usually drink."
Not bothering to reveal this little drama, Wei Ran directly handed the cup to the other party and said with a smile, "Try it, these beers are quite delicious, and besides, I'm here too."
"Then I'll try it!"
Suisui, whose true nature was revealed in just two sentences, immediately took the mug that was bigger than her face, touched it with her good friend Katenka, who had already chatted about everything, and then took a big gulp.
"That's it..."
Seeing that Suisui drank almost a quarter of the drink in one go, Wei Ran felt relieved instantly. He didn't need to persuade him anymore, this little thing could drink it all by itself.
In other words, he only had to wait for Suisui to get drunk, and then he could find a chance to ponder the story behind the rifle.
