Chapter 430 Its time for you to get a pair of glasses
The moment Yang Jun saw the mountain of supplies, he decided not to do this kind of transaction again.
He didn't know why he did this, but he had a reason to do it.
He has a good job that everyone envies, a beautiful and generous wife, and systematic support. He has no worries about food and clothing. He feels that there is no point in doing these anymore.
After money reaches a certain level, to him, it is just a bunch of cold numbers.
Of course, you can't blame him for this. Who allowed him to travel with a perverted replication system?
This system was so perverted that it made him lose the desire to pursue life, and also gave him the idea of lying down.
He also wanted to lie down flat without having to turn over.
However, he knows that once he lies down, life will no longer develop as he expected, and when the time comes, he will have to go back to his old business.
The idea this time was very sudden and he decided on the spur of the moment.
However, he does not regret making this decision.
In a few days, he will explain it to Uncle Wang in person, and I believe Uncle Wang and the others will understand him.
Coming out of school, Yang Jun waved his hand.
"Let's go into the mountains and fire off cannons."
Upon hearing this, Yang Anguo looked happy and shouted: "Brothers, let's set off the cannons."
"Set off the firecrackers."
The security guards shouted.
They all climbed into the car and headed towards the so-called wild boar den.
It's been almost two years since he returned to his hometown after changing his job. Yang Jun hasn't heard that rumbling sound for a long time. Today, he took off his tired body and decided to accompany these boys for a while.
The group of people began to turn around and drive towards another road.
Yang Anguo drove a Hongqi car and said to Yang Jun in the back seat,
"Brother, please do me a favor."
"explain."
"Can you not turn in the prey this time and wait until the New Year? I want my brothers to have a good New Year."
When Yang Jun heard this, he nodded happily.
Yang Anguo has learned how to win over the people below.
It seems that the saying is correct, the butt determines the head.
He is now the deputy chief of the Security Section, and has some real power in his hands. He is thinking about doing some side jobs for the brothers below him.
If it had been in the past, he would definitely not have done that. He only knew that he was full.
"No, do you know you are making a mistake?"
Naturally, Yang Jun couldn't agree to do this. It wasn't that he couldn't do it, but that Yang Anguo didn't have the ability yet. Therefore, Yang Jun wanted him to understand that he could do whatever he could with his ability.
Of course, everything harvested must belong to the public. If you dare to keep the prey secretly, just expect to be criticized.
"Brother, why don't you leave half of it?"
Yang Anguo, this idiot, obviously didn't understand that he was making a mistake by doing this.
Yang Jun ignored him.
Yang Anguo secretly glanced at the rearview mirror and immediately met Yang Jun's death-like gaze.
"Brother, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."
Yang Anguo was so frightened that he immediately took back what he had just said.
Yang Jun snorted coldly and glared at him fiercely.
He really wanted to pry open his head and take a look at what this kid was thinking.
The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere seemed heavy along the way.
The mountain road is rugged and shaky, making it easy for people to doze off.
"arrive."
Just when Yang Jun was about to fall asleep, the car stopped.
As soon as Yang Anguo got out of the car, he hurriedly organized the team.
After leaving two people to look after the car, they took the small steel cannon into the mountains.
Yang Jun got out of the car, yawned, stretched, and then followed slowly.
Yang Anguo was right, there was indeed a wild boar nest in this mountain.
As soon as we entered the mountain, we found signs of wild boar activity.
As a senior hunter, Yang Anguo took the initiative to assume the responsibility of guide.
He led the way, sometimes climbing to a high place to take a look, sometimes lying on the ground to take a look, and then led everyone towards the mountain.
After walking for about an hour and a half, we were now 30 miles into the mountains. The signs of wild boar activity became more and more obvious. Everyone's interest suddenly became high, and the pace under their feet became much more cheerful.
We walked for about ten minutes.
Suddenly, Yang Anguo raised his fists and squatted down.
When the group of people saw this, they all squatted on the ground.
Everyone was a well-trained person and they immediately guessed that Yang Anguo had discovered the situation.
They all looked happy, as if there was fragrant braised pork waiting for them in the distance.
Yang Jun walked at the end and did not squat down like them. Instead, he leaned lazily against a small tree and looked at them with a teasing look on his face.
He has no shortage of oil and water in his belly, so the wild boar is dispensable to him.
Besides, what kind of delicacies doesn’t exist in his space?
Yang Anguo looked back and saw that there was another person behind him who had not squatted down, and he immediately became angry.
"Squat down."
But after he finished speaking, he looked back again, and when he saw that the person was Yang Jun, his face showed a hint of embarrassment.
He stopped talking, instead he climbed up to a high ground with his waist down, covered his eyes with his hands, and looked into the distance.
Then, he turned around and made a few gestures.
Through gestures, everyone learned that there was a herd of wild boars moving fifty meters ahead. This herd was quite small, numbering between eight and ten.
However, due to the dense forest ahead, the visibility is not very good. If you shoot rashly, you will kill at most one wild boar, and the remaining wild boars will probably panic and flee.
Yang Anguo came down the slope Qiaoqiao, came to Yang Jun, and whispered,
"Brother, how do you fight?"
"You are now a leader, so don't ask me about everything."
Yang Jun crossed his arms and pretended that the matter had nothing to do with him.
When Yang Anguo heard this, his face twitched, and then he bent down and returned to the starting point, calling everyone together to discuss countermeasures.
"There are too many bushes in front of us and the visibility is too poor. If we rush over there, we will easily make noise. I think it would be better to use a big one."
The fat guy in charge of carrying the cannon patted the big guy in his arms and said.
"What do you think?" Yang Anguo glanced at everyone.
"I agree with what Fatty said, hit him with a big one." Someone said.
"I also agree, let's take a shot first, and then charge forward."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, and finally unanimously agreed to bombard them first, and then charge forward.
After the plan was finalized, Yang Anguo immediately assigned combat tasks.
Let Xiaopang be responsible for firing the cannon, while the others find a favorable position. After the cannon fires, they can fire freely.
After giving the order, everyone took their places.
The fat guy in charge of firing the cannon was an expert gunner before he changed his career. His hit rate cannot be said to be 100%, but the error will never exceed one meter. He is recognized by the security department as an expert gunner.
After finding a flat place, with the help of everyone, Xiaopang set up the small steel cannon.
He first looked at the location of the wild boars, then gave a thumbs up and squinted his eyes to measure the distance.
He adjusted the angle of the steel cannon slightly, then used his thumb to calculate, and then nodded to Yang Anguo.
Seeing this, Yang Anguo quickly signaled everyone to get ready.
A group of men immediately pulled away, loaded their bullets, and made a sprinting stance.
The fat man in charge of firing the cannon held a cannonball in his hand, and then winked at the other person holding the cannonball next to him.
"Ding!"
With a crisp metal collision sound, a cannonball flew out.
"Hey!"
The cannonball makes a friction sound with the air as it flies.
Soon after, the little fat man had just finished firing the cannon, and the man next to him immediately put the shell in his hand into the small steel cannon.
This is what is called a follow-up shot.
This is a remedial measure just in case.
Of course, this behavior is a waste of ammunition.
Just imagine, a cannonball has just been fired, and the small steel cannon is still in shock. If the angle and accuracy cannot be guaranteed, firing another shot is a pure blind hit.
However, fortunately, the steel rolling mill is relatively wealthy and usually has no place to listen to noise, so it doesn't care about waste or not.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the ground shook. Everyone felt like there was an earthquake.
Before he could stand still, he heard Yang Anguo roar.
"dash forward."
The rough guy yelled and rushed out.
"boom!"
Another loud noise came.
Everyone swayed for a moment and continued to rush forward.
Yang Jun shook his head and touched his ears with his hands.
"I haven't heard it in two years, so I'm a little used to it."
After saying that, he walked over slowly.
From ahead came the crackling sound of gunfire and the shouts of a pack of walking beasts.
There was a commotion in the bushes, and several ripples like wheat waves surged in all directions.
A group of men stood on a high place and kept firing guns, making roaring sounds of joy.
"Okay, don't waste any more ammunition."
When Yang Jun saw that the beasts were gone and they were still firing their guns, they immediately attacked and kicked several security guards.
"Clean the battlefield and capture the prey."
After about ten minutes, all the prey were gathered together.
Yang Jun went over to take a look.
Oh, what a guy.
There was quite a harvest, wild boars of all sizes were spread all over the place, and both of their intestines were blown out.
"Report to the factory director that a total of eight wild boars were harvested."
He Dazhuang reported to Yang Jun with excitement.
Looking at the wild boars all over the ground, Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Why did I only see seven of them?"
"Director, it's eight heads, that's right." He Dazhuang counted them again, scratched his head and said.
"I suggest you go back and get a pair of glasses."
Yang Jun rolled his eyelids, glared at him, pointed at the wild boar whose intestines were leaking out, and said,
"This is the case, can I still hand it in?"
"Oh, um..."
He Dazhuang rolled his eyes and quickly corrected: "Report to the factory director, I counted wrong just now. We harvested a total of seven wild boars this time."
