Chapter 68 I Want to Hear You Talk
Bai Yang stared blankly at the radio on the table, and the next second he shouted:
"She's back! She's back!"
The two people who were waiting in the living room stood up suddenly at the same time, like two old fathers waiting outside the delivery room for their baby to be born.
This loss of contact scared everyone. Although it was only for two and a half hours, it also made Bai Yang and others realize that the current communication methods have major shortcomings. This was the first time that Ban Xia and Bai Yang had lost contact. After this accident, Bai Zhen and Wang Ning immediately put the task of building a long-distance communication relay system on the agenda and promoted it simultaneously with the image transmission link.
Currently, BG4MSR can only communicate with Bai Yang when she stays in front of the radio station. This is like a landline phone that cannot be carried around. No matter where BG4MSR goes, she can only contact the outside world by returning to her room.
Lao Bai has had that kind of life experience. When Bai Zhen was a child, before moving to Nanjing city, his family spent money to install a landline phone. At that time, only a few families in the village had landlines, and neighbors might have relied on Lao Bai's landline to communicate with the outside world. Every time someone outside called to look for someone, Bai Zhen's parents would ask him to go out and call for help.
Young Bai Zhen ran out to the threshing ground in front of the door and shouted at the top of his voice: "Baldy! There's a phone call for you!"
The person who was called hurried over, scolded him for being uneducated, and then ran inside to answer the phone.
Bai Zhen knew how inconvenient this was.
So they have to upgrade their landline phones to mobile phones.
Let BG4MSR stay in touch with us anytime and anywhere when he is away from home.
"…The territory of a male Bengal tiger is usually over 30 square kilometers, and can be up to 80 square kilometers. The territory of a female is smaller, less than 20 square kilometers. BG4MSR, do you understand? OVER."
"I understand."
Bai Yang was reading the information in a rambling manner, like a teacher who was cramming students.
Thanks to his father and Uncle Zhao, he had prepared comprehensive enough information. Since BG4MSR returned safely and it was just a false alarm, Bai Yang immediately started tonight's work. He wanted to teach BG4MSR to become the top tiger expert of her time in just one night.
"Pay attention to its hunting methods. Bengal tigers like to go out hunting at dusk. The common hunting method is to lock the throat. Because its bite force is very strong, it will go directly to the throat of the prey. Large animals will suffocate if bitten, and small animals will have their spines directly bitten. Miss, you must pay attention to protect your throat. Do you know that there is a nation in the world called the Budao people? They always wear brass rings around their necks to stretch their necks very long. Or you can try the Hong family's iron wire fist. OVER."
"BG4MXH, what is the Hong Family Iron Wire Fist?"
"Hong Family Iron Wire Fist! Wu Lang Bagua Stick! And Twelve-Way Tan Leg, known as the three giants of Kung Fu! Simply put, it's putting iron rings on your body... I mean you have to pay attention to protecting your body, OVER."
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
The girl agreed quite readily.
"Then I will tell you how to set the trap." Bai Yang yawned. The alarm clock on the table had already pointed to two o'clock. He rarely stayed up so late.
Release your hands and rub your eyes.
"Are you sleepy?" the girl asked, "Why don't you go to bed first?"
"No, no, I'll tell you everything I need to tell you. Otherwise, why have I waited so long?" Bai Yang shook his head. "You can't sleep before that. OVER."
As he spoke, he took out some Fengyoujing from the bookshelf, dropped a little on his palm, rubbed his temples, and opened the thick stack of materials in his hand. He glanced at the cover and realized that some big shot had thrown his student's master's thesis to him. The title was "A Comparative Study on the Wild Habitats of Bengal Tigers in the Buffer Zone between Habitats and Human-Animal Activities."
"Okay, I'll listen."
Banxia sat down obediently.
While reading the materials, Bai Yang muttered to himself that these animal experts were really enthusiastic and were trying their best to move their assets out.
From the global distribution of Bengal tigers to their habits in the wild and then to examples of conflict between humans and tigers around the world, the most exaggerated thing is that someone has planned a complete tiger hunting plan for him, from start to finish, covering everything, from trap design, to bait placement, to site selection, tool preparation, and finally seeking a reduction in sentence in prison.
Time passes by every second.
Bai Yang was reading till he was sleepy.
Banxia listened with great interest.
"In summary, if it is not absolutely necessary, do not engage in direct conflict with tigers. In 2016, a tiger injured a person in the Badaling Zoo in Beijing, killing one and injuring another. The cause was getting off a car in the zoo... Well... a tiger can carry an adult as easily as carrying a chicken... I heard that there is no big lady. You can't beat a tiger. It will carry you like a chicken!" Bai Yang put down the materials in his hand and emphasized again, "Don't go head-to-head with it, OVER."
"Okay, I won't confront it head-on."
Banxia agreed readily.
Bai Yang was stunned. "Really? Don't confront it head-on. Promise me? OVER."
"Promise."
"Promise?" Bai Yang asked, "Promise not to be reckless? OVER."
"I promise."
Bai Yang wondered why this stubborn young lady was so easy to talk tonight.
If she could ensure that she didn't act rashly, that would naturally be the best outcome. The Bengal tiger's activity range was extremely large. As long as it left the vicinity of Meihua Villa, BG4MSR's life safety would not be threatened. In Bai Yang's opinion, there was no need for her to get into trouble with the tiger.
"I hope that none of the things we found will be of any use." Bai Yang said, "That would be the best. OVER."
“But this took a lot of your time and energy.”
"Nothing is more important than your safety." Bai Yang said, "Compared with your personal safety, the little time and effort we spend is nothing. OVER."
"Okay, then I'll make your wish come true!"
Bai Yang was stunned.
"What's the meaning?"
"It will make all your efforts go to waste."
The girl giggled on the other end.
Bai Yang was stunned.
"I...I don't understand..."
"That is to say, everything you have done is useless. I don't need these things anymore. The problem has been solved." Banxia explained, "You have wasted your efforts. Do you feel happy?"
"What?"
Bai Yang's eyes widened.
“You forgot OVER.”
"O...OVER."
"I killed the tiger this afternoon." Banxia continued, "So the crisis is over. BG4MXH, all your efforts were in vain."
"Then...why didn't you say it earlier!" Bai Yang was dumbfounded.
This girl had already solved the problem, but she didn't tell me, leaving me here chattering in the middle of the night, like a fool.
“You forgot OVER.”
"O...OVER."
"I want to talk to you and hear your voice, but is that not possible?" The girl was cunning.
"You...this..." The boy's face suddenly turned red and he was at a loss.
Fortunately, the other party can’t see it.
"Although the problem has been solved, I still want to hear you finish your words." Banxia said, "If you have prepared so much but cannot tell me, then it is all wasted. Now that you have finished speaking, it can be considered that all the work has been successfully completed. In fact, it is not in vain, don't you think?"
Bai Yang put down his hand, relaxed his body, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.
This is really good news.
But he wondered how the girl did it.
"BG4MSR, you said you killed the tiger? How did you do that? Are you Lin Daiyu? Can you uproot a weeping willow tree? OVER."
"This is a long story, BG4MXH. You asked me to not be reckless and I can do that, but sometimes you can't stand the other person's recklessness." Banxia said slowly.
Let's turn the clock back eight hours.
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Eight hours ago.
At a distance of only one meter, features other than the creature itself are greatly reduced and flattened. At this moment, what is confronting each other in the bushes is not a human with high intelligence and technological power and a ferocious beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood, but two mammals at different positions in the food chain. Just like the story in which a common man was furious, two corpses were lying on the ground, blood flowed five steps, and the whole world was in mourning. At a very close distance of one meter, the powerful army of an empire could not withstand the dagger of an assassin, and the glorious civilization that humans have spent thousands of years to build could not defeat the sharp teeth that tigers have spent millions of years to evolve.
As a creature at the top of the food chain, the Bengal tiger exudes a dangerous aura that strikes the instincts of living things. The fishy, thick, overwhelming smell can make any creature flee. This is the fear engraved in the DNA. Our ancestors faced this fear millions of years ago, and they passed this fear down and hid it in Pinellia's body, making Pinellia's hands and feet numb.
The moment she saw the burnt yellow eyeball, her mind went blank.
It turns out that being frightened to the point of being unable to move is not just a joke.
The shotgun was on the grass beside him, about thirty centimeters away from his left hand, but Banxia didn't dare to take it because the shotgun was too long and it would take too much movement to shoot.
The tiger was only one meter away from him.
Banxia had no doubt that it could grab her neck with just a slight stick of its head, and crush her spine with a shake of its head. It would not be much more difficult for it to kill herself than to kill a chicken.
The reason it hasn't moved is because it is observing itself.
There are too few humans left in this world, so tigers always have to observe carefully any creatures they have never seen before.
The two sides were in a brief stalemate for a few seconds. The Bengal tiger was lying in the bushes, half of its body covered by dense branches and leaves. Only its head and forelimbs could be seen. Its yellow and white fur, thick and dense black stripes, and a terrifyingly large face were all consistent with Banxia's imagination, but much scarier than she had imagined.
Its size was even larger than the girl had imagined. It turned out this thing was so big.
It’s so big.
This was the first thought that popped up in Banxia’s brain after it resumed activity.
Being stared at by a tiger is definitely not a good experience. There is no emotion in its eyes that a living creature should have. It is as if it is a hunting machine. For most creatures, this is most likely the last face they see in their life.
The sun was about to set and the Bengal tiger's body was hidden in the shadows of the residential buildings.
Banxia noticed that its other eye was blind and there was a noticeable scar that ran from top to bottom across half of the tiger's face.
It was indeed the tiger that attacked the teacher that year. One of its eyes was blinded by the teacher with a dagger. No wonder this tiger appeared in front of him so rashly. Its eyesight was not very good.
Banxia stared at it and slowly moved back, keeping some distance between them.
The teacher once said that when facing a large wild animal, you must never panic and turn around and run away. Whether it is a tiger, a leopard, or a brown bear, running away will trigger their hunting instincts.
The faster you run, the faster you die.
When Banxia moved, the Bengal tiger also moved. It retracted its front legs and slowly supported its upper body. Then the hind half of its body also left the ground, and its fur rubbed against the bushes.
It took a step forward, trying to get closer to the girl. No one knew what the tiger was thinking at that moment. It might have been trying to pounce on her or it might have been trying to take a detour - no one would know, because the next second a 9mm caliber copper-clad steel core bullet penetrated its forehead, rolled in its cranial cavity, stirring the brain tissue into a ball of blood and residue, and finally pierced through the skull and came out of the back of the head with a thick crimson slurry, leaving an irregular hole with a diameter of nearly five centimeters.
"Bang!"
The 8-gram bullet has an initial velocity of nearly 400 meters per second after leaving the barrel. It only takes 0.005 seconds to fly a distance of two meters in the air. Death comes within five milliseconds. No living creature can escape. The gunshot is deafening.
The sound waves only had time to spread after the tiger died, echoing among the residential buildings surrounding the community and startling a flock of birds.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In the next four seconds, four bullets were fired into the tiger's body, one hit the head, and the other three hit its neck and heart. Each bullet was quite fatal. The gun in Banxia's hand was not designed for hunting, but at a super close distance of only two meters, the Parabellum pistol bullet had enough power to blow the skull of a large cat.
Banxia would never be able to draw a gun as quickly as she did today in her life. The life-and-death duel between the legendary cowboy and the sharpshooter in the West was just like this. She held the gun with one hand and fired the first shot. Then she raised her left hand to support the gun handle and fired the next four shots. It was difficult to shoot accurately with one hand, but fortunately the distance was close enough.
Banxia killed his opponent with the first shot, then he held the trigger and fired four more bullets to ensure the kill, before collapsing to the ground with powerlessness all over his body.
The body of the Bengal tiger lay on the grass, dark black blood slowly seeping out from under its fur, dyeing the green grass red.
The girl slowly backed away, took a few steps back, sat down, and gasped heavily.
Her legs were weak and as soft as cotton.
The pistol also fell to the ground. Her hands were shaking so much that she could not hold the gun. The trembling spread from her hands to her shoulders, from her shoulders to her waist and legs, and then to her whole body. Finally, Banxia was shaking all over as if she had the hiccups, and she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
The action in just a few seconds had drained all her strength. Banxia lay down on the grass, next to the tiger's corpse. The air was filled with a faint scent of grass and blood. She didn't want to think about anything and didn't want to move. Both her soul and body were like a stone, staring motionlessly at the sky that had completely darkened.
The girl slowly closed her eyes, she wanted to take a nap.
"Teacher." She said softly.
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(Author Jun's idle talk: Next is the time for friendly recommendations: Qidian's new big sister's bride's new work is being promoted, "I Want to Be Famous for Eternity".)
(End of this chapter)
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