Chapter eight hundred and twenty seventh unexpected
The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, and its yellow-orange beams of light stretch for thousands of miles.
In addition to bringing color, the light also brings blazing high temperatures. The terrifying high temperature exceeding forty-five degrees makes the air twist and swim like a long snake.
The scorching and intense light had almost no blind spots on the flat land, except for a deep cracked canyon, blocked by the rock wall and casting a large shadow.
A shadow enveloped Bifang. He pulled Alpha and huddled in it to cover his body, even his breathing was greatly suppressed.
The canyon is not straight. There are many extensions on both sides of the crack, just like a leaf vein expanding to both sides and shrinking in the shadow of one of the thin branches. If you are lucky, you can cover yourself.
There was a low pressure in the live broadcast room. If the various barrages were not closed, they would almost drown the entire screen. However, Bifang had no time or time to watch the barrages at this time.
Tens of meters away from its position, a large gazelle with a body length of more than half a meter was lying on the ground at the moment, with blood pouring from its body and flowing along the ground towards the Blackwater River.
The smell of blood spread and soon attracted nearby crocodiles.
The crocodile lurked under the water, like a piece of dead wood, quickly approaching the river bank.
The tawny hair alternates with white hair, and there are no wide black stripes at the dividing line between the two. There are obvious white round patches on the buttocks.
The most important thing is that a pair of slender sharp horns grow on the top of this gazelle's head, with extremely dense ring-shaped ribs growing on them. They look thin and long, like two sharp spears.
Judging from various characteristics, this is a slender-horned gazelle.
Bi Fang squinted his eyes and felt a little regretful.
Before it landed, he recognized the animal's species with his excellent dynamic vision.
Endangered species on the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species.
The slender-horned gazelle has been listed as an endangered species in the last century, and the total population is estimated to be no more than a few hundred individuals, well below the threshold of 2,500 mature individuals, and continues to decline.
The main threat is uncontrolled poaching.
Although increased human activities and desertification can also lead to the degradation of natural habitats and have negative impacts, these impacts are nothing compared to poaching.
Poaching on the African continent has a "long history."
Starting in the 19th century, large European hunting parties to Africa were basically guilty of poaching, although some were tried and found guilty by African kings who hunted on their lands without permission.
By 1900 AD, European colonial countries successively promulgated hunting laws across Africa, prohibiting most Africans from hunting.
Subsequently, most forms of African hunting, including hunting for food, were also considered poaching by colonial authorities.
Therefore, commercial poaching is a recent problem and has begun to pose a considerable threat to animal populations.
And the further back, the more serious it becomes.
In the 1950s and 1960s after the end of World War II, as European countries were severely weakened and had no time to take care of their overseas colonies, the wave of national independence around the world was growing. Many African countries got rid of colonial rule and gained independence during this period.
After independence, most African countries retained these hunting bans established by European colonists, but poaching for food or "bushmeat" continued, and poaching for commercial gain was still common.
The low management efficiency of the new government is certainly one of the reasons why such behavior occurs, but there are also many managers who knowingly knew that someone violated the regulations and deliberately indulged in it. After all, many of them also relied on "bush meat" to obtain income.
Valuable protein.
In Africa, "bushmeat" is almost the only source of meat for poor families.
If you rely on the mountains, you can eat the mountains; if you rely on the sea, you can eat the sea.
If you are too poor to mine, you can only rely on primitive animal resources.
It is undeniable that those who hunt for food pose a threat to local animal populations, but when compared with those animals hunted for international trade, the threat level is not comparable.
Argument.
In the 1970s and 1980s, poaching activities in Africa reached an unprecedented level, causing a serious crisis.
Elephant and rhino populations are particularly at risk of extinction.
These two animals do not belong to the category of "bush meat", and no one uses their meat as food. They are hunted solely because of the enthusiastic demand for ivory, rhino horns and their products in the international market.
The same is true for the gazelle genus, which also has beautiful long horns.
No matter what kind of gazelle it is, almost all have a pair of beautiful and gorgeous long horns.
This makes them popular with poachers.
Cheap but rugged motorcycles and quads give poachers access to nearly all areas of the species' range.
After the 1980s, poaching activities have subsided, but after the "Arab Spring" events in the 10s and the related reduction in control and economic difficulties, poaching became common again in Africa.
Hunters often post pictures of their kills on social media sites, and the gazelle with a pair of beautiful horns is a frequent visitor.
At this time, the slender-horned gazelle twitched its hind legs, a large hole opened in its abdomen, and its skin and flesh were torn.
Such injuries can only be caused by human firearms. It is absolutely impossible for normal animal hunting to cause such hole-like wounds.
Combined with the environment at this time, the sound of gunfire, the desert, and the wounds, there is no need to doubt everything, and it can be 100% certain that it was poachers.
The hunter used a homemade gun and hid in the desert to ambush him. After missing the first shot, he fired a second shot and finally succeeded in hitting the target. Unfortunately, it did not hit the vital point. The slender-horned gazelle struggled and fled wildly, and finally panicked and chose its way out.
When I arrived at the canyon, I jumped down.
The entire scene was quickly completed in Bi Fang's mind.
Bi Fang compared the gunshots just now with the knowledge in his memory. He couldn't find a suitable corresponding target, so he guessed that it might be a homemade gun.
The power of the native gun was limited. If the gazelle had not jumped down, the gunshot wound might still have been saved.
But something has already happened. Jumping from a height of tens of meters, even if the gazelle is a good jumper, landing hard will completely eliminate any possibility of survival.
【Have you encountered poaching again? 】
[It feels like it]
[It’s damn poaching again, so pitiful]
The audience in the live broadcast room were not fools. Even if Bi Fang didn't say anything, they guessed who probably did it and started talking about it.
[This was smashed into pieces, and my buttocks were rotten]
[How come Fang Shen always encounters this kind of thing?]
[If you cross the entire Sahara Desert, you might also encounter it]
[The more roads you walk, the more things you encounter. If it is a simple survival mission, you may not encounter it, but when traveling through a mission, it feels like the chance is very high, especially in Africa]
[I don’t know this at home, but I know it when I go abroad. There are so many people poaching. The year before last, I went to Kenya, Africa, to take a cable car. I drove an off-road vehicle and shot in front of you.
No one in the car dared to move]
[Really or not, so arrogant? 】
Faced with a pie-in-the-sky good thing, the crocodiles jumped out of the river like chicken blood. They came to the gazelle in ten seconds and cut into pieces the still twitching slender-horned gazelle.
Large areas of blood and flesh spattered, skin and flesh separated, and more blood flowed into the river, attracting crocodiles dozens of meters away.
It didn't take long before a group of crocodiles crowded on the shore, with four or five even stacked on top of each other, like a mountain of crocodiles. The latter were fighting and biting the forerunners for food.
The West African crocodile, which lives by eating fish, rarely eats land creatures.
Bi Fang raised his head.
In the pale yellow sky, a large bird whose silhouette could not be seen was hovering and flying.
No one came down.
The slender-horned gazelle fell on the same side as Bifang. If there are no accidents, the opponent should also appear above this side.
As expected, Bi Fang quickly
The sound of motorcycles was heard, and the audience was no exception.
【somebody is coming!】
[It’s a motorcycle, they drove a motorcycle over!]
【Be careful, be careful!!】
Bi Fang clung to the rock wall and lowered his breathing as much as possible so that he could hear it more clearly.
The sound of the motorcycle moves from far to near, and disappears when it reaches directly above.
A noisy quarrel ensued.
The height of the rock wall is more than twenty-five meters. No matter how close Bifang is, he can't hear clearly what they are arguing about. He can only know that they are arguing, and occasionally he can hear one or two words in Arabic.
"Two people, no, more than three, yes, three voices."
Bi Fang closed his eyes and lowered his voice to reveal information to the audience.
"They were arguing very fiercely. I couldn't hear clearly because they were too far away. They were probably yelling and scolding... maybe they were scolding them for losing their prey."
Bi Fang looked thoughtfully at the carcass of the slender-horned gazelle covered by the West African crocodile.
The greatest value of the slender-horned antelope is naturally its pair of slender sharp horns, which are of great beauty and collection value. It is also an excellent material for carving, but its fur and meat are also valuable. At this time, they are all
The crocodile was made cheap and became its lunch.
I'm lucky to have a complete pair of horns left in the end.
The West African crocodile is small and not a big threat, but it is not easy to get this pair of horns from it.
Furthermore...
Bi Fang looked at the rock wall that was more than 20 meters high and nearly 30 meters high.
Not everyone is an all-round athlete like themselves. They are proficient in rock climbing, swimming, and hunting. It is not easy to get down from this level.
Since it is a homemade gun, it is just a few wild tricks.
Then it is not difficult to understand the scolding among poachers, which is simply why they force the sharp-horned gazelles to jump off the cliff here and eventually turn into a pile of rotten meat, thus losing the benefits in vain.
After arguing for several minutes, the sharp-horned gazelle had already been cut into pieces. When the crocodiles dispersed, not even a bunch of sharp horns could be seen. Apparently it was dragged into the river by an unknown crocodile.
The poachers who had just stopped after seeing this started arguing again, this time it lasted longer, almost five or six minutes, and they even showed no intention of stopping, and it became more and more intense.
Then out of the corner of his eye, Bifang saw a black shadow falling from the top of the canyon.
Accompanied by a scream.
Everything came to an abrupt end.
!!!
Bi Fang's heart was beating violently, and the corners of his eyes were twitching wildly. He suddenly pressed the drone's lens and turned it to another direction.
But the audience still saw some pictures, and after a moment of silence, the entire live broadcast room exploded!
Murder, this is naked murder!
Not only was there poaching, but there was also internal strife!
Such a bloody and violent scene almost froze the thinking of everyone watching the live broadcast.
If the excitement brought by hunting animals can be compared with seeing a crime scene, then there is only endless panic.
This feeling was like a cold poisonous snake spreading up his spine, biting to the bone.
If it weren't for Bi Fang's identity and proof, it would be impossible for his live broadcast to continue at this time.
An unprecedented amount of barrages emerged.
【Church!】
【Did I see it wrong!!!】
【They pushed people down!】
【This is a fucking crime, a crime!!!】
Almost all the comments were accompanied by a large number of exclamation marks, as if this was the only way to reflect the excitement of the audience at this time.
There are even worse ones.
The crocodile that had just dived into the river exploded again, causing layers of water to splash on the lake. The group of carnivores were once again attracted by the strong smell of blood.
A gazelle is too small to be divided among these guys.
The audience cannot see this scene
, but when I heard the sound of the water, my heart was extremely throbbing.
Bi Fang's breathing almost stopped. At this time, he could hear nothing with his ears against the wall, as if the person above had disappeared and fell into a strange stillness.
When the voice sounded again, judging from the tone, it seemed to be a question.
Obviously, the poachers couldn't believe what happened.
But what greeted this round of questioning was not exchanges or insults, but a gunshot, and another black shadow fell down, falling heavily on the crocodile.
Bi Fang was completely dumbfounded.
Alpha on the side fell into uneasiness and kept trying to leave, but was firmly held down by Bifang.
This...what exactly is going on?
Just now it could be explained by accident, but what is going on now?
Bi Fang could no longer figure out what happened above, and his brain fell into chaos.
What should I do now?
Two black shadows fell in succession, and the West African crocodile fell into a carnival.
The strong smell of blood made Bifang feel nauseated.
At this time, as a bystander, he received a considerable psychological impact.
There are two more shadows hovering in the sky, like lingering messengers of death.
Finally, the roar of the motorcycle sounded again, and the last person was about to leave!
Bi Fang's consciousness returned to reality, he looked at the extremely messy scene and reacted quickly.
We can't let him escape like this!
This is completely no man's land. If you let the other party go away like this, you may really let him get away with it!
A small drone quickly flew up and landed on the cliff. The next moment the audience saw the fleeing poachers in their sights.
But there is no face.
Without any hesitation, the drone moved forward quickly, and finally caught the poacher's face before the motorcycle was completely out of sight!