Wei Ran, who was hiding behind the pine tree, asked in a low voice, while listening carefully to the movements around him. However, except for the cold wind coming out in front of him, he did not hear any abnormal sounds at all.
"I just heard a sound"
Jima raised his gun and continued to search the surrounding environment, while explaining in a low voice, "It's the sound of metal colliding. There should be other people nearby. In this kind of ghost place, people and animals are prey at the muzzle of the gun."
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"I didn't hear that." Wei Yan held up the telescope and looked around blankly at the surrounding environment.
"Victor, we are here to hunt, not on vacation, so you'd better be more vigilant." After Jima said, he slowly stood up, "Let's go, let's go and have a look, and if there is no danger, we can move on."
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Without waiting for Wei Ran's reply, Ji Ma had already put the rifle under his arm again, then took out the old Makarov pistol from his arms and hid it in his wide cuffs, and took a step forward, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
He walked towards the direction he had just aimed.
When Wei Ran saw this, he quickly picked up his shotgun and followed in the opponent's footsteps.
The two of them walked around the thick pine trees, and the terrain under their feet became lower and lower. After a while, Wei Ran finally heard the sound of metal knocking from time to time.
Finally, when they rounded a boulder that was five or six meters high, two tents that were leaking from all directions and mostly buried in snow appeared quietly in their field of vision. On a pine tree not far from the two tents, hanging on the branches
A small stainless steel pot and a spoon of the same material were knocked together from time to time in the cold wind, making a crisp and sweet knocking sound.
Jima did not relax his vigilance, but directly raised his pistol and began to search for possible dangers around this apparently abandoned camp.
After a long time, Ji Ma put away his gun, pulled out a knife from his waist, and slashed open one of the tents in two or two strokes.
"It seems that a bear attacked here," Jima explained, picking up a broken thigh bone from the tent. "Only a bear can achieve such a large bite force."
"Is this also a hunter?"
Facing Wei Ran's question, Jima thought for a moment and shook his head, pointing to the frozen stream not far from the camp and saying, "Even the stupidest hunter would not camp in a place like this. I guess it should be
A stranger digging for mammoth ivory.”
As if to confirm his guess, Jima opened the second tent with a knife. Wei Ran came up curiously and saw that there were indeed some dirty water pipes and trousers in this tent, and even a box in the corner.
There were also several rusty shovels and various spilled seasonings inside.
"Let's go." Ji Ma frowned and turned around, "Someone else has already been here."
"How do you know?" Wei Ran, still confused, followed Ji Ma and asked.
“People who dig mammoth tusks usually come in the summer and leave by mid-September at the latest.”
Jima stretched out his thumb and gestured to the camp behind him, "And they usually use the high-pressure water pumped by the water pump to hit the river bed and wash out the ivory. But now that the people are dead, the ivory and the water pump are gone. It's obvious that someone is competing."
We found it earlier and got a bargain."
"You know them pretty well."
"Of course I understand"
Jima explained in a calm tone, "Those foreigners and local hunters are sworn enemies. The water pumps they use to dig up mammoths will not only make the creek where the animals drink water muddy, but the noise of the water pumps will also make the animals drink.
Everything around him was scared away. To put it exaggeratedly, I wouldn’t be surprised if the unlucky guy who died in the tent was shot to death by some brave hunter.”
The terrible reason Ji Ma guessed in such a plain and even gloating tone made Wei Ran more and more vigilant, and even the original intention of coming to see what was new was diluted a lot.
After eliminating possible dangers, the two of them continued to move forward in the dense forest with guns in hand. It was not until about three o'clock that afternoon that Jim Ma, who was leading the way, stopped in a flat forest clearing and said, "Okay.
, let’s camp here today.”
"How far are we?"
Wei Xiang asked pantingly. Although he usually works part-time as a tour guide in his aunt's travel agency, his physical strength is far inferior to Ji Ma, who makes a living by hunting, especially when he is carrying a mountaineering bag weighing dozens of kilograms.
Down.
"We will walk another day tomorrow. If nothing else happens, we will arrive at our destination in the morning the day after tomorrow."
While Ji Ma was talking, he had already taken off his backpack and handed the ax to Wei Ran, "Go and chop some fresh pine branches around. If you find dead wood, note the location first. When I set up the tent, go over and get some back."
As fuel.”
Wei Ran, who was about to take a breather, reluctantly took the axe, found a few low pine trees nearby, cut off the branches he could reach, and dragged them back to the camp bit by bit.
Ji Ma was also not idle. He took out a saw from his bag, selected a straight pine tree with a thickness of three wrists and cut it, then tied one end with a rope to prop up a tripod more than two meters high.
Skillfully, a canvas Indian tent was hung directly below the tripod.
Finally, he used a knife to cut a few wooden ground nails to tighten the corners of the tent, and then pulled on a few wind ropes. Only then was he contentedly carrying the pine needles that the sanitation fire kept sending back into the tent, and carefully spread them on the thick
on the snow.
After he used snow to compact the surroundings of the tent from the outside, Wei Ran also discovered a fallen pine tree not far away. As the saw pulled back and forth, the thigh-thick logs were returned to the camp by the two men.
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After finishing the work of setting up the camp, Jima picked up the gun again and put it on his shoulder. "I'll go around to see if I can catch any prey. You can light a fire in the tent."
"give it to me!"
Wei Ran waved his hand happily. He usually went hunting and camping with Professor Alexei, so this job was naturally not a problem for him.
First, he split the logs with an ax and brought them to the tent. Then he dug out the burning platform from his mountaineering bag and set it up in the center of the tent. When he was sweating profusely, he lit a campfire and set up a hanging pot to start melting snow and boiling water. The forest in the distance
There was also a crisp gunshot.
Not long after, Ji Ma walked back from the woods with a gun and a rabbit stripped clean with only the meat left in one hand.
"I'm lucky. I caught a rabbit, which should be enough for the two of us." As Jima spoke, he bent down to pick up a pine branch. Looking at him, he was obviously preparing to roast the rabbit.
"I'll do it!"
Wei Ran, who was about to continue chopping firewood, exchanged the ax in his hand for the rabbit in the opponent's hand. "Although I can't hunt as well as you, I can handle this rabbit. It will definitely taste better than roasting it."
Jima took the ax nonchalantly, leaned the gun against his hiking bag and walked out. At the same time, he said without giving up, "As long as you don't use it to make soup, I tried it last time and it was too unpalatable."
"Don't worry!" Wei Ran responded, turned around and took out a pack of stew ingredients from his backpack.
When I was shopping for food and drink in Kazan, I went to a Chinese supermarket to buy this. I bought it along with the stew ingredients, a small bag of rice and a small bag of brown sugar.
He had already eaten all kinds of barbecued meats when he went hunting with Professor Alex. This time he knew it was hunting again. In order to satisfy his appetite, he naturally had to make as much preparations as possible in advance.
He cut the rabbit head into random pieces with a knife. Wei Ran took out the hanging pot and replaced it with a hanging pot. He poured some water into it at will. Then he took out a box of canned Salo meat from Jima's backpack and opened it.
He cut up large chunks of fatty pork and threw them in randomly until the water vapor evaporated and boiled out the lard, then he calmly sprinkled in a handful of brown sugar.
When the brown sugar melted and started to bubble, Wei Ran, who turned into a chef, was finally willing to throw in all the rabbit meat cut into pieces.
He randomly used the knife in his hand to pull out all the meat pieces a few times to let the color hang on. Finally, he threw in a small bag of stew ingredients, sprinkled a little salt and poured in two cans of cold beer. Only then did he cover the pot with satisfaction.
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As the water vapor evaporated, a rich and unfamiliar fragrance spread along the opening of the tent roof, eventually attracting Ji Ma who was chopping firewood outside. At the same time, Wei Ran also used two people's lunch boxes to cooperate with just
The melted snow water cooked the rice.
"Victor, what delicious food are you making?" Jima walked in with a large bundle of firewood and sniffed curiously.
“Braised Rabbit Rice Bowl”
Wei Ran popped out a Chinese dish name, and regardless of whether the other party understood it, he directly changed the subject and asked, "Ji Ma, before the food is cooked, can you teach me how to use the scope of your gun?"
?I have only used shotguns and SKS rifles for hunting before, and I have never used such high-end products."
"This is simple"
Before he could sit down, Jima simply turned around and rolled open the tent door, then sat down on the spread anti-slip mat. Then he put the gun on his backpack and pointed it at the forest outside the tent until he pulled out the magazine and emptied the chamber.
, then he signaled Wei Ran to sit in his original position.
While Wei Ran closed one eye and looked out through the scope, Jima was busy making coffee and said, "The zero point of this gun is 100 meters. That is to say, if you aim at a target 100 meters away,
For prey, when there is no wind, just lasso the opponent accurately and pull the trigger directly."
"What if it's a hundred meters away?" Wei Ran asked, staring at the pine trees in the scope.
“This is what needs to be learned”
Jima took out a burning log from the bonfire, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and said in a puff of smoke, "The first thing you have to learn is how to use the differentiation board to determine the distance between you and the target."
Under Ji Ma's explanation, Wei Ran gradually learned how to use the scope. Until the sky in his field of vision completely darkened, he returned the gun to Ji Ma with unsatisfied intentions and lowered the curtain of the tent.
While Wei Ran put the stewed rabbit meat into their respective lunch boxes filled with the aroma of rice, Jima also unscrewed a bottle of vodka and filled their respective glasses.
"This is probably the most delicious dinner I have ever had while camping in the wild," Jima muttered in praise as he put the rice into his mouth with a spoon, completely ignoring the thick soup and rice grains staining the corner of his mouth.
"If you think it tastes good, I'll teach you how to make it next time. It's very simple." As Wei Ran spoke, he took out a can of Laoganma from his pocket, took a big spoonful and spread it on the rice.
"What is that? Give me some too!" Before Jima finished speaking, he had already snatched away the glass bottle that Wei Ran had just put down.
"Don't just eat, keep talking about hunting."
"Actually, the troublesome thing about hunting is not the shooting, but how to find the prey."
Ji Ma, who had just put a big spoonful of Lao Gan Ma into his mouth, explained while grinning and grabbing the rice, "If you want to find the prey, another key point is to try not to let the prey find you before you shoot.
.This requires keeping enough quietness, and at the same time paying special attention to the surrounding environment. Animals are far more vigilant than humans, and the slightest abnormality will scare them away."
"So it's much easier to hit people than animals?" Wei Ran asked in a strange way.
"certainly!"
After Ji Ma subconsciously answered Wei Ran's question, he asked in surprise, "Why do you have such dangerous ideas?"
Wei Ran quickly shook the spoon in his hand and explained, "I just thought of the snipers during World War II. Many of them were hunters before joining the war."
"Oh oh oh!"
Ji Ma put half a spoonful of Lao Ganma in his mouth again, "That movie is "The Enemy", right? You are indeed right. In some aspects, hunting humans is much simpler than hunting animals. People will ignore many of us.
Things you take for granted, such as the sound of metal banging that you ignore at noon, but hunting humans also face dangers that they do not encounter when hunting animals."
Wei Ran raised his glass and clinked it with the other party, "What about?"
"At least the animals won't shoot you."
Ji Ma finished speaking with a gasp, but did not dare to drink the vodka in the cup. Instead, he picked up the kettle on the side and drank a few mouthfuls of cold water before continuing, "In addition, humans are not color blind like most animals.
, so although humans’ sense of smell and hearing are not as good as those of animals, their vision is more advantageous, especially when using telescopes.”
Before Wei Ran could continue to ask questions, Jima stopped the conversation in time, "Okay, I can't teach you these dangerous things. Besides, I'm just a hunter, not a heroic sniper in the movie."
The other party didn't want to say more, so Wei Ran naturally couldn't continue to ask. After the two of them finished eating the rabbit meat in the pot, they each poured a cup of brewed coffee, sat around the warm campfire, and changed the topic to other topics.
aspect.
When night falls completely, the wind outside the tent has become more and more violent, and the snowflakes floating in through the opening of the tent above the head are getting bigger and bigger. However, before they fall to the ground, they have already turned into water vapor under the heat of the campfire.
Drifting away without a trace.
"Are you sure there won't be a snowstorm?" Wei Ran, who was about to get into his sleeping bag, asked worriedly.
"Probably not, but a heavy snowfall is probably inevitable."
Ji Ma, who was in charge of the first wave of night watch, continued to wipe the rifle on his knees without raising his head. "Anyway, don't worry. It's a good thing that the snow is heavy. At most, it will only make our journey tomorrow slower."
Some."
"I hope so." Wei Ran glanced at the burning bonfire, and finally chose to believe Ji Ma, who looked calm.
