Xin Wangcang smiled slightly and said, "I choose Xiao Zhang!" Xiao Zhang naturally referred to Zhang Guodong. His gaze drifted far away, as if he could actually see Zhang Guodong on the other side.
"Uncle Quan, you chose him?" Not only the others who weren't familiar with Zhang Guodong, but even Fan Dun's mouth dropped open, his face full of confusion and surprise. "Well, Brother Guodong is very strong, but I've never seen him handle a gun before. City people, especially the rich, often practice target shooting. But those targets are not the same as rabbits. I think it's already good enough that Xiao Zhang didn't come back empty-handed!" Old Dou took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly.
Old Dou is a poultry farmer in the village, raising chickens and ducks quite well. But his true passion lies in the mountains. As he says, what farmed chicken or duck can compare to wild ones? So, although he's not familiar with firearms, he's very enthusiastic and comes every year to work as a logistics personnel.
If the hunt is bountiful, the support staff will also receive a considerable amount of game, enough for several meals. Having personally participated in the hunt, the game tastes especially delicious.
The others also offered their speculations, and most of them were not optimistic about Zhang Guodong.
Everyone's attention shifted to Zhao Qiang, Zhao Laoliu, Uncle Xigui, and Xiaofeng, and they began guessing who would win what and how many. Finally, someone egged them on, and they even pulled out their cigarettes, slamming them to the ground as a bet.
There are good and bad cigarettes, but everyone enjoys smoking them, even Zhao Wangquan participated.
"Seven Wolves cigarettes in the red box. Uncle Quan smokes good cigarettes!"
Everyone's eyes were on
Normally, people smoke cigarettes that cost four or five yuan, like Hongyan'an or Baisha. They rarely smoke cigarettes that cost ten or more yuan a pack; they only smoke them when entertaining guests.
Everyone was surprised that Zhao Wangquan had brought a box of good cigarettes into the mountains. Their eyes lit up, and they were almost ready to take one out and put it in their mouths.
"Uncle Quan, you don't regret it?"
Zhao Wangquan, however, showed no sign of pain. His face remained smiling.
Actually, his son had brought these cigarettes home a while ago; there were still a few cartons at home, but he usually couldn't bear to smoke them. Today, for the first time ever, he brought a pack. Seeing everyone having fun and egging him on to gamble, Zhao Wangquan didn't hesitate and bet some.
"It's all just for fun, and besides, the outcome is still uncertain!"
Seeing Zhao Wangquan's words, everyone laughed and stopped trying to persuade him. They were probably all preparing to light up a good cigarette.
"Place your bets and leave!" Old Dou took the Seven Wolves cigarettes. He gathered everyone's cigarettes together. He remembered them clearly.
He cheerfully gathered up all the cigarettes. He wasn't worried about anyone backing out.
The outcome now depends on the results achieved by the five individuals.
"Bang!" Just then, a gunshot rang out from the east. It was coming from the direction where Zhao Qiang was. The crisp gunshot attracted everyone's attention.
"Haha, Qiangzi is amazing! He's the first to make a catch!"
Those who supported Zhao Qiang were overjoyed. It seemed this was a matter of great pride. In their view, if Zhao Qiang fired, the prey would likely not escape; the chances were very high.
Zhang Guodong, however, kept a close eye on the four men. He found a high spot on the largest ridge and sat down, not in a hurry. His mind, however, was focused on the four men, finding amusement in the situation.
Zhao Qiang had been smoking, finishing two cigarettes in a row, quite calmly. After that, he put the cigarettes away, waiting very patiently.
He remained motionless for about ten minutes. If you saw him, you might think he was asleep. His composure and ability to endure were truly remarkable.
Half an hour passed. The rabbits, who had been frightened, began to return. They seemed to have realized that the long period of silence meant it was safe on the ridge.
Rabbits, especially wild rabbits, are very alert animals. Their long ears give them exceptional hearing, allowing them to clearly distinguish even the slightest rustling of grass.
A pair of eyes with 360-degree vision? Ears are far more useful than eyes. In daylight, eyes can detect enemies. But now that it's dusk, eyes become much less effective due to the blurriness of the light.
Moreover, it is even more difficult to track a stationary object.
Thirty meters away, a half-grown wild rabbit ran up and down the low-lying area, its ears twitching alertly as it checked its surroundings for any danger.
It didn't notice that, thirty meters away from its den, someone was watching with a gun.
As it stopped again, a gunshot rang out. The bullet instantly pierced the belly of the half-grown rabbit, drawing a spurt of blood. The rabbit itself tumbled several times, then leaped up and ran off without even knowing which way was up.
The shot wasn't immediately fatal. Or rather, it only pierced the abdomen, leaving the spine intact. In this situation, the only option is to buy time. Once that time is up, the rabbit is doomed.
Moreover, this area is full of caves, and Zhao Qiang had to prevent the rabbit from panicking and running into a cave, which would be a real shame. The rabbit would most likely die in the cave.
Zhao Qiang jumped to his feet and chased after the rabbit. He ran and aimed, and bang! This time, the shot hit its mark!
The half-grown rabbit lunged forward two meters. Then it stopped moving.
The second shot, surprisingly accurate, blew its head off in one hit.
Zhang Guodong felt a pang of sympathy. Zhao Qiang had been retired from the army for several years, yet his marksmanship hadn't suffered. His first shot wasn't very accurate, and the rabbit's sense of danger was acute. The bullet deviated; it was originally aimed at the head, but instead hit the stomach. The Dylan rifle, however, had excellent accuracy—a headshot! (I'm impressed.)
That's quite clean and efficient!
"What a pity, it's only a half-grown rabbit." Zhao Qiang picked up the prey and shook his head slightly, muttering to himself.
If they're plump, one can be as good as two. However, once you've set your sights on your prey, there's no reason to let any size go unchecked.
Those two shots terrified the rest of the rabbits, making them too scared to return to their burrows. Hunting another one might not be easy, as darkness was falling quickly.
"Bang! Bang." Two more gunshots rang out.
The fires, however, came from different directions. That was the ridge where Uncle Xigui and Xiaofeng were. They had each opened fire.
"Those shots are incredible." Zhang Guodong was surprised; the two shots rang out almost simultaneously, the timing seemingly perfect. He noticed that Zhao Qiang's two shots had scared some rabbits into hiding behind cover or in the bushes.
Generally, when a hare is greatly frightened, it will immediately stop and remain still, then sense the danger. This stillness is the best moment for hunting.
Uncle Xigui and Xiaofeng seized the opportunity perfectly. Both shots hit their mark! Each of them caught an adult rabbit, though they couldn't tell if it was male or female.
Male rabbits are fatter and have better meat. Female rabbits sometimes have kittens, which significantly reduces their meat yield.
But what truly surprised Zhang Guodong was Zhao Laoliu's actions. Those dozen or so traps were the limit of what he could carry. The traps were spread over a small area, covering only about a hundred square meters.
Before Zhao Qiang, Uncle Xigui, and Xiaofeng fired their guns, Zhao Laoliu's traps were surprisingly popular. The rabbits were very interested in the food in front of the traps.
As a result, the first rabbit was immediately caught in the trap, the thin wire wedged around its neck. The more it moved, the tighter it became; despite the rabbit's struggles, the bolt remained firmly in place.
The hare took the bait. Its struggling immediately alerted the other hares, causing them to panic. But what surprised Zhang Guodong even more was...
The real haul was about to begin. The startled hare managed to trap two more at once, falling into the snare while running around in disarray.
Three at a time! And without a single shot fired. This hunting method greatly intrigued Zhang Guodong.
But that's not even the most awesome thing!
Those four gunshots were the real killer shots! The deafening noise instilled even greater fear in the rabbits. Almost instantly, all of them began to run for their lives.
This is the most fatal thing; the consequences of panicking and acting recklessly are very serious!
Once again, but this time there were three!
Zhao Laoliu actually caught six wild rabbits in half an hour! That's more than double the three rabbits caught by Zhao Qiang, Uncle Xigui, and Xiaofeng combined!
Zhang Guodong could clearly see Zhao Laoliu with a simple, honest smile, looking very confident, walking unhurriedly towards the trap. He already had a wolf's head, pliers, and a thick wire in his hand.
It's said that meat tastes better after it's been bled. I don't know if that's true or not.
Zhao Laoliu began to prepare his prey. Some were already dead, others were still struggling; he swiftly struck them with his hammer. Six adult rabbits—a truly enviable haul.
These wild rabbits reproduce very quickly each year, and sometimes they come down from the mountains to destroy the village's crops, so everyone hunts them without hesitation. Of course, the number hunted is really insignificant and has no impact on their population at all.
What should be done about Zhang Guodong?
They fired all the shots they were supposed to, and none of them missed. The traps were ridiculously well-designed; four people and nine rabbits—enough for almost half of everyone's food for tomorrow.
Within the range of Zhang Guodong's mental energy, the rabbits were quite large. There were about twenty of them, including adults, half-grown rabbits, and a few baby rabbits, presumably those that had followed him out.
"Although there are some fish in the Mountain and River World, the forest is too big and there's no prey. If we release these rabbits into the forest, we won't have to worry about wild game anymore, right?" Zhang Guodong thought wistfully.
These wild rabbits are intellectually challenged, driven only by instinct. Even if released into a region with a hundred times the spiritual energy, they wouldn't amount to much. Zhang Guodong knew the world of mountains and rivers inside and out; the reason it was suitable for monsters to grow was primarily due to the endless fish in the rivers.
By absorbing the flesh and blood of fish, which are rich in spiritual energy, monsters can grow faster.
There wasn't anything particularly noteworthy in the forest.
Feeding fish to rabbits?
Without further ado, Zhang Guodong moved two or three rabbits at a time with ease. In no time, twenty-three wild rabbits had been moved into the forest of the Mountain and River World.
Only a plump wild rabbit remained hidden behind the bushes, but Zhang Guodong raised his gun and fired with a bang.
You could feel that the shot hit the head! The rabbit died instantly.
"Hunting too many will arouse their suspicion. Not hunting any is unacceptable, so let's just hunt one. We're all at this level. Let's not differentiate between us!" Zhang Guodong was very satisfied with the competition.
Zhao Laoliu won the top prize, while Zhang Guodong and the other three only got one. Not remarkable, but not bad either.
It's time to go back! Looking at the sky and the surrounding wild rabbits, Zhang Guodong decided not to continue hunting. He picked up a rabbit and headed back.
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