Chapter 95: Kicked to the point of vomiting blood
Walking towards the camp, I saw many second-generation people moving towards this side cautiously.
As for why they had to move, it was of course because the ice on the ground was slippery and it was easy to fall.
There were already several people in front, and because they saw Mu Jiu's group skating very fast and cool, they followed suit.
As a result, many people failed to control their body's center of gravity, rolled a long distance, and broke their arms or legs.
Not only did he not earn any points, but he also caused a lot of trouble for the military doctor.
The reason why Mu Jiu’s people can move freely on the ice.
It was also thanks to Gu Yang who made spiked shoe covers based on sprinting spikes in order to facilitate the transportation of frozen fish from the ice lake behind the hot spring mountain.
A large number of cone nails are welded on the metal sole, which can be installed on the outside of any shoe, thus ensuring practicality and comfort.
When people in the resort first had one of these things, they helped everyone chop firewood in the mountains every day.
Now it is just right for transporting prey.
Everyone passing by watched the strange sight of Mu Jiu and the cow walking back.
They rubbed their eyes vigorously, thinking they were hallucinating, or maybe the cow was not heavy at all and just looked big?
So much so that when she walked up to her team's tent, the clerical staff who were registering and keeping accounts were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their heads.
Didn’t Commander Duan say that in order to transport the cow, we first have to dismember it, and then have multiple strong men run many times to transport the cow back?
Therefore, the army was set to digest this batch of musk oxen within four days.
It's still the kind of transportation method that requires both day and night, because Boss Duan has not made any preparations to determine how much help those idiot second-generations can provide.
Who could have thought that there was such a Hercules among these people!
Mu Jiu pushed the cow forward and said, "Excuse me, officers, how do you register and calculate the points? Is it based on the size of the cow, or is there some other standard?"
The two officers who registered looked at each other and explained:
“Regarding the matter of points, Commander Duan has stipulated it this way.
After slaughtering on the spot, the skin, bones, meat and internal organs are weighed together.
The polar musk ox is calculated based on 30 points per kilogram.
15 points per kilogram are reserved for the army, and the remaining 15 points are divided equally among the porters.
Well...you are the only one carrying this cow, so we only need to register your name and the weight you carry.
When the team members gather tonight to summarize the meeting, Captain Fu will transfer all your points into your Fire Card at once!
We will weigh you now, please wait, we need to slaughter the cattle on site, cut them into pieces, and then weigh them."
Mu Jiu followed the officer's instructions and looked at the old-fashioned mechanical weight scale. A hint of surprise flashed through his mind. Why not use a floor scale?
But I was soon relieved. In such cold weather, how can electronic products be turned on and work outdoors? Of course, mechanical levers are more accurate.
An officer politely took Mu Jiu to the fire behind them to warm up and wait.
Then the two officers began to manipulate the musk ox that Mu Jiu had pulled back, cutting it into small pieces.
Because the maximum weighing limit of this mechanical weight scale is 500 kg, exceeding the weight may damage the weight scale.
Seeing the two officers dissecting the cow without any experience and having no idea where to start, Mu Jiu couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but say:
"Why don't you let me do it instead! That fur is very warm, and it will be more practical if we peel it off in one piece."
The two officers looked at each other again and handed over their sabers. "Well... why don't you try it!"
Mu Jiu declined the officer's saber and instead took out the butcher knife he had used to chop the cow's leg from his backpack.
The sharp and shiny blade almost blinds people's eyes.
She started from the cow's legs and quickly peeled off large pieces of fur all the way to the cow's head. Finally, she took off a complete piece of cowhide.
The musk ox's hair is very long, dense and thick, which makes it very cold-proof and warm. The longest hair can grow to waist length.
"Weigh the hide first, and I'll continue."
The two officers cooperated to help her weigh the fur, but the fur was obviously too heavy. It took them a long time to put the whole piece of fur on the scale with all their strength.
328 kg, waist-length hair and plush fur!
Then Mu Jiu cut off the cow's neck to drain the blood, cut open the cow's stomach, cut the whole cow into about 10 large pieces, and weighed them separately.
Because of bloodletting, you will inevitably lose a lot of weight.
But now the conditions are limited, and we can only use this small mechanical weight scale, which won't work without cutting pieces.
After about half an hour of hard work, the weight of the leading bull was finally counted.
A total of 1955 kilograms, total points.
Half of the points were confiscated by the army, and the remaining points were obtained by Mu Jiu personally.
With this calculation, this trip is quite cost-effective!
Mu Jiu watched the officer record her specific data in the notebook before she left with satisfaction.
By the time she returned to the hunting ground, Gu Yang's team of 10 people had already found a way to kill one of the struggling polar musk oxen.
Gu Yang has followed Mu Jiu for so long that he is very experienced in dealing with prey.
He imitated what Mu Jiu had done before and chopped off the cow's limbs first, but no one had Mu Jiu's ability to kill such a big cow with one punch.
Finally, he found a way to cut open the cow's belly directly, because he found that the cow's belly was the most vulnerable and soft part of its body.
The cow was quite heavy, and it was very difficult for the 10 people led by Gu Yang to pull it up.
After all, the musk ox's fur has great friction with the ground.
Not to mention those idiot second generation guys who rushed over behind them.
So far, no one has been able to completely and thoroughly kill a struggling musk ox.
On the contrary, many people were injured by the horns of musk oxen during their struggles with them...
As excited as Mu Fei and his group were when they came, they were just as "calm" when they saw this ferocious monster.
There were 19 second-generation students, except for one who slipped on the ice and broke his finger and was sent back.
There was another one who had his thigh scratched by a cow's horn as soon as he arrived and was carried back.
And one who was kicked by a cow's hind hoof and vomited blood and was carried back...
The remaining 16 people didn't dare to get even a step closer to the musk ox in front of them.
They represent the majority here, but certainly not all.
There are also some second-generation people who look reliable. After learning from Gu Yang's experience in slaughtering cattle from Mu Jiu's team, they also start to follow his example, cutting off the legs first and then cutting open the belly.
But it is obvious that cow legs are not so easy to cut off, and some of them are kicked apart by cow hooves, or cut off by the knife.
In the end, only a few teams were able to successfully kill the cow, but the second generation did not fail after all.
Mu Jiu picked out another big musk ox and quickly killed it.
Then they bled the ox on the spot, peeled off its thick fur, and covered the musk ox with it.
It not only reduces the friction with the ground, but also reduces a lot of burden.
Perhaps it was because she did it too easily, so some shameless people who didn't learn their lesson targeted her and came over to block her way...
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