"What is this kid talking about?" When Zhao Jun said that he stole someone else's condom, the old man seemed a little unhappy. He only said: "I came with a gun to help them kill the wild boar. It's not too much for me to take two thighs."
?"
"This is not an exaggeration." Zhao Jun responded, this is the rule, let alone two thighs, you can take half a pig.
The old man said to Zhao Jun again: "Young man, follow me. If we see a wild boar, we will kill it and then remove our two thighs, one for you and one for me."
After the old man finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Jun was silent, he added: "It's just over a mile, and you can get there in just two steps."
When Zhao Jun heard this, he thought it was okay to stay not far away. He had no shortage of wild boar meat to eat, but if he could bring it back to the acceptance team, he could give it to Ma Liang. No matter whether he learned something from Ma Liang or not, he taught him seriously.
Yes, this is a personal relationship.
This kind of favor becomes deeper the more it comes and goes.
"Okay, old man, I'll go with you."
Upon hearing Zhao Jun's promise, the old man smiled and said: "Then let's go ahead and go through the forest. There is an old boy Guo in our brigade, and he is setting the trap at the front. Two days ago, he drove the sledge and slid it.
I broke the base of my tail and broke it. He can't go up the mountain now, so I'm thinking of helping him slip a condom."
"Let's go." Zhao Jun followed the old man and walked into the forest. He didn't go far, and before he passed through the forest, he heard the sound of a wild boar snoring in front of him.
"Don't leave." Hearing the sound of the wild boar, Zhao Jun quickly grabbed the old man.
The old man looked at Zhao Jun blankly, and then Zhao Jun realized that the old man was old and his ears might be a bit deaf, so he didn't hear the sound of the wild boar.
"What's wrong, young man?" the old man asked Zhao Jun.
"Alas!" Zhao Jun sighed and said with a smile: "Old man, if I don't stop you, you will hit the wild boar."
As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed forward, leaned into the old man's ear and said, "I heard it all, and the pig is right in front."
"Really?" Hearing this, the old man squinted his eyes and looked ahead.
The forest was very dense, and the front was completely blocked by tree branches. It took them a long time to see the wild boar clearly.
A sow weighing 170 pounds and 80 pounds was tied around the neck with a noose made of oil silk rope, and the other end of the oil silk rope was tied to a lying birch tree.
The surrounding snow was scratched by the wild boar.
When he saw the wild boar, the old man became excited and said to Zhao Jun: "Young man, look at me, I will kill it now."
Hearing what the old man said, Zhao Jun laughed. It was the first time he saw someone hunting before shooting.
But Zhao Jun knew that older people talk a lot. He patiently said to the old man: "Okay, then you can fight."
The old man chuckled, and his next move almost blinded Zhao Jun.
The old man dropped the gun from his palm, stood up in front of him, and pointed the gun at himself.
This startled Zhao Jun, and he was about to step forward to stop him, but saw the old man take out a large can from his hip pocket.
The bottle is filled with iron sand.
"Oh my god." Zhao Jun was shocked.
Seeing the old man pouring iron sand into the barrel of the gun, Zhao Jun said blankly: "Ouch, old man, what are you doing?"
"We're hunting wild boars." The old man looked at Zhao Jun with a puzzled look on his face and said, "We're already here, why don't we hunt pigs?"
"No." Zhao Jun said, "Just use this to beat pigs."
Zhao Jun recognized the gun and knew that the old man's gun was special. It could be filled with iron sand from the front and used as a sand gun. It could also be opened and loaded with bullets.
Filled with iron sand, it is used to hunt squirrels, hares, and chickens. Loaded with bullets, it is used to hunt wild boars, roe deer, and deer.
From the beginning, I heard the old man say that he wanted to hunt wild boars. Zhao Jun only thought that he was going to load the bullet.
Unexpectedly, the old man actually filled the gun with iron sand.
You must know that the wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh. You can pour iron sand into it and hit it without breaking the skin, so why not play with it?
Zhao Jun was silent for two seconds. He looked at the old man blankly and asked: "Old man, tell me the truth, have you ever hunted before?"
"Oh, you young man." When the old man heard this, he was unhappy and just said: "Isn't this what I asked you first?"
"Old man," Zhao Jun said, "Don't worry about who asks whom. I'll just ask you, have you ever hunted?"
"What are you kid talking about?" The old man said with an unhappy look on his face: "Go to our brigade and find out how many years my old man has been hunting. When I was hunting for the first thirty years, you weren't sure.
Where is it?"
Zhao Jun curled his lips and asked again: "Old man, what do you usually fight for?"
"That's a lot." The old man poured iron sand and counted at the same time: "Greyhounds, jumping cats, sand-and-half chickens, let me tell you, with my gun, I can shoot these things one at a time." "Oh, my God." Zhao Jun became anxious all of a sudden, but the wild boar was not far away. He was afraid of disturbing the guy, so he could only lower his voice and said: "To beat a gray dog or jump a cat, you use sand
Gunsmith. When hunting wild boar, can you still use the sand gun?"
The old man was stunned by Zhao Jun's question, blinked three times in a row, and stopped talking.
The old man just looked at Zhao Jun, speechless for a long time.
Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, sighed and said: "Old man, do you have a knife? You are about to get a knife. Give me the knife. I will put the handle on the knife and go over and stab the pig to death."
"I've brought it, I've brought it." As soon as the knife was mentioned, the old man hurriedly touched his lower back and pulled out a small knife.
This small knife is about one arm long, and there is no knife magazine at the back, so it cannot be used as a handle.
When Zhao Jun saw this, he laughed angrily and said: "Old man, what kind of sword do you have?"
"Skin-picking knife." The old man said, "If we beat down the pig, can't we skin it?"
Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, shook his head and said, "Old man, why don't we go back?"
"What's going on?"
Zhao Jun said: "You can't kill the wild boar with your gun, and you can't kill the wild boar with your knife. If we don't go back, what else can we do?"
"I'm not going back." The old man rolled his eyes and said firmly that he was not going back, and continued to pour iron sand into the barrel.
After he filled the iron sand, he loaded the gun, faced Zhao Jun and said: "Young man, you watch here, I will go over with the gun."
"This is not possible!" Zhao Jun looked at him hurriedly and said: "Old man, this is no joke."
"Listen to me first." The old man broke free from Zhao Jun's hand and said to him: "I have already thought about it. I will take the gun and hit the wild boar in the eyes. It can bear it on its body, but not on its eyes? I will shoot it in the eyes."
It was blinded."
At this point, the old man held a gun in one hand and pointed forward with the other hand, quite like pointing the country. He continued to say to Zhao Jun: "In this dense forest, it can't run very far. Once it runs, it will
Hit a tree."
"Ah." Zhao Jun was startled and asked: "What? Old man, do you want it to kill itself?"
"What are you talking about?" The old man heard Zhao Jun's strange aura and said, "I'll blind this wild boar. It can't run away and it can't hurt us. Let's beat it to death with a big stick." p>
As he said this, the old man looked around and saw a larch tree folded over there.
The broken part of this larch tree is about two meters long. It is about the thickness of a forearm.
The old man handed the peeling knife to Zhao Jun and said to him: "Look at that larch, peel it, peel it. I'll beat the pig to death later, and you can use the stick to do it!"
Zhao Jun looked at the old man helplessly, and after a while he asked: "Old man, is your surname Zhang?"
