Chapter Thirty. The Power of the King of the Mountain
Although Siberian tigers were protected twenty years ago.
But in that era when no one had enough to eat, the Siberian tiger was far less protected than it was later.
Moreover, with China's technology at the time, such as drone aerial photography and anesthesia gun anesthesia, it was simply a fantasy.
In order to protect the safety of people's lives and property, one can imagine the fate of this mountain king.
But from the time this tiger fell to the time Zhao Jun was reborn, no more tigers were killed in this mountain.
To be precise, no one can see the tiger anymore.
And the death of this tiger brought about an unsolved case that has lasted for more than half a century.
Who fired the two shots that killed the tiger?
Because before the tiger hunt, the superior leaders had told them that the four people who participated in the tiger hunt would all be rewarded with cash and food stamps, and the amounts would be the same.
This saves you the trouble of competing for credit.
After the tiger is killed, the dead tiger will directly belong to the public and not to the individual.
This also avoids dividing the spoils... No, the meat will be divided unevenly.
And the most crucial point is that when asked afterwards, none of the four shooters admitted that they had fired the two shots that hit the tiger.
In those days, there was no internal or external ballistic testing, and even if there were, it would not be wasted on such things.
It's a good thing if the tiger dies.
In this flash, twenty years have passed.
This matter slowly became an unsolved case and became the first topic of discussion for thousands of households within a radius of hundreds of miles.
In the past twenty years, this was not the first time that Li Dayong asked Zhao Youcai. In the past, Zhao Youcai avoided answering, but he didn't know what happened today. After Li Dayong asked, he saw that Zhao Youcai seemed different from before.
Zhao Youcai pondered for a moment, picked up the white porcelain vat in front of him, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of warm tea.
After putting down the jar, Zhao Youcai sighed, shook his head, and said a name.
"Zhou Chengguo."
"He..." Hearing this, Li Dayong seemed to suddenly realize it and nodded heavily.
Zhao Youcai smiled bitterly and said: "If he doesn't say it, it's because he doesn't bother to say it. The three of us don't say it because we have no shame."
"Brother, what's the point?" Li Dayong saw a somewhat lonely look on Zhao Youcai's face, and quickly comforted him: "Who hasn't missed when shooting? Besides, maybe Zhou Chengguo covered it up?"
Zhao Youcai shook his head and said: "That day Baojun and I were facing each other head-on. Victory was on the left and Zhou Chengguo was on the right. That tiger..."
Speaking of this, Zhao Youcai's face suddenly darkened, as if he remembered something that he couldn't believe.
"Come down from the south mountain, come to the north, and come towards me and Baojun."
At this point, Zhao Youcai paused again and was silent for about ten seconds before continuing: "No one among the four of us looked at how the tiger climbed over the railing. In the blink of an eye,
Just about twenty meters away from me and Baojun..."
"What?" Li Dayong exclaimed, interrupted Zhao Youcai, and asked: "Brother, aren't you two squatting in the old cattle pen? That's about a hundred meters away from the fence."
"Yes." Zhao Youcai responded affirmatively, with disbelief on his face, "The tiger must have come from the south, passing right in front of Han Shengli and Zhou Chengguo. They didn't see it.
When I reacted, I took two shots. When they heard the gunshot, Baojun and Shengli were anxious. They looked at each other for a moment and then went back. They didn't even take aim, and each of them took two shots.
."
Saying this, Zhao Youcai shook his head repeatedly: "I didn't hit anything,"
At this time, Zhao Jun and Li Dayong both knew that Zhao Youcai had reached the most important point. They held their breaths and no one dared to disturb Zhao Youcai anymore.
Zhao Youcai said: "I took aim with the gun, but I couldn't see anything at all. I just saw a shadow in the star of the gun.
Then I heard two banging sounds, and this time I could see the tiger, but I still couldn't get the gun to shoot."
"Brother Zhou beat him?" Zhao Jun asked.
"Yes." Zhao Youcai nodded and said, "He only took two shots. After shooting two shots, the tiger rushed out thirty meters and plunged into the railing."
Li Dayong turned his head, looked at Zhao Jun and said, "I was knocked down by the iron railing."
"Didn't you refill the gun?" Zhao Jun looked at Zhao Youcai and asked.
Zhao Youcai shook his head and said: "We were all frightened. After the four of us shot, we were all covered in cold sweat and our hands and feet were numb."
Hearing what Zhao Youcai said, Zhao Jun and Li Dayong were silent. They had both hunted before and knew that what Zhao Youcai said was true, and this was not a shameful behavior.
It was a moment of life and death, especially when Zhao Youcai and Xue Baojun were heading towards them. With the speed of a tiger, if Zhao Youcai had discovered it even half a second later, he and Xue Baojun would have to give an account.
It can be said that it was Zhao Youcai's two shots that alerted the other three.
The key is to scare the tiger away, so that it turns around and runs back, giving Zhou Chengguo a chance to kill the tiger.
After telling an old story, Zhao Youcai felt as if a big stone had fallen to the ground in his heart. He said with some sadness: "It's too fast, it's really too fast. In the blink of an eye, my eyes can't even keep up."
"Dad." Zhao Jun asked, "Did you fight for three seconds?"
Zhao Youcai thought for a while and then said: "No, I shot the tiger when I saw it. The tiger turned around and ran away. The gunshots rang in my ears. When the tiger rushed to the railing, I could only count two.
"
When Zhao Jun heard this, he was shocked. From the time Zhao Youcai found the tiger to the time the tiger returned and turned back more than 200 meters, the tiger only spent two seconds.
Moreover, in the last few dozen meters, he was still on the verge of death after being shot twice.
"No wonder!" Li Dayong sighed: "They say this thing can't be surrounded by dogs."
"That can't be encircled at all." Zhao Youcai said: "My father told me that when my grandfather was still alive, the official asked the gunner to lead the dog into the mountain for tiger skin. When he saw tiger excrement, the dog would not dare to go up.
Before.
The gunner opened fire to cheer up the dog, and then forced the fire to block the tiger. The dog couldn't contain it at all, and it would die if it caught it."
Zhao Jun asked: "Did you hit it?"
"What are you shooting at?" Zhao Youcai said with a smile: "We have a hard time using the semi-automatic. They are all old foreign cannons. They just hear the banging sound and don't even hit a hair."
At this point, the topic changed from heavy to light-hearted. Zhao Youcai and Li Dayong were telling interesting stories about how they went hunting together in the mountains. Zhao Jun was listening.
After chatting like this for more than half an hour, Li Dayong felt that it was getting late, so he said goodbye to Zhao Youcai and went back to his home.
After Li Dayong left, Zhao Jun asked Zhao Youcai: "Dad, the lynx is not easy to fight, right?"
Zhao Jun had shot this thing in his previous life, and it was just a coincidence that he got a shot.
He guessed that the lynx was probably as fast as a tiger, and his father mobilized troops to borrow guns in order to restore the face he had lost back then.
"Try it." Zhao Youcai smiled and said, "If you can't kill it, it can't defeat me either."