Golden Fishery

ps: Read the exclusive story behind "Golden Fishing Ground", listen to your more suggestions on the novel, pay attention to the official account (add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter qdread), and tell me quietly! The wild boar's eyesight seems to be not very good. After walking out of the woods, it didn't look at the guys holding the spears on the other side. It walked to the river with a 'humming humming', lowered its head and began to drink water, revealing a thick and long mane hair.

This is a good opportunity. Hunting wild beasts is not a cowboy duel. You don’t need to say hello, and you need to solve it quickly. Paul made a gesture with his right hand, and everyone quieted down, watching him lift the Mosin Nagant in his hand.

The springs and snow water of the Kanbal Mountains flow down from the mountains, and the rivers gradually narrow and become more turbulent, and then converge in the ocean.

Nelson happened to take everyone to the widest part of the river on the mountainside. The river surface was close to six or seven meters, and everyone was wearing camouflage uniforms. There was no sound, and the wild boar hadn't noticed the death around him.

Qin Shiou raised the AK-47, Nelson slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun with his hands, and whispered: "Use the Mosin Nagant, the muzzle of the AK vibrates too much, even if you can kill this pig, it will be rotten in the end." .”

Paul was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the trigger with his right hand, and firmly dragging the muzzle of the gun with his left hand. The eyes, front sight and wild boar's head were three points and one line, which looked very attractive.

Qin Shiou thought he would shoot through the pig's eyes into the scene in the movie, but when Paul pulled the trigger, there was a loud bang, and the bullet grazed the wild boar's head and shot into its neck!

This shot was not fatal. The wild boar howled in pain after being shot, and now it could find everyone on the other side.

I saw the wild boar stare with big eyes that were radiating fiercely. Its four strong and powerful legs are about to rush over from the river as soon as they plan on the ground, and the two brown fangs are raised high, like two bayonets!

"Shit!" Everyone yelled together. Angry wild boars are no fun. They didn't care about wanting to eat roasted wild boar. They stepped back and raised their guns.

At this time, a silver light flashed across the river. The wild boar had just taken two steps, but its vigorous steps suddenly faltered.

Right above the boar's head. The tail feathers of a sharp three-edged arrow trembled violently. Only half a meter of the one-meter-long sharp arrow remained outside, and the rest did not enter the top of the wild boar's head!

Qin Shiou let out a sigh with his bow bowed, and everyone looked at him in shock. Then the bearded man screamed: "Oh, God, my baby!"

The ak-47 was thrown on the river beach by Qin Shiou, just at the critical moment,

He threw away the gun and took off the pulley bow he was carrying on his back, picked up an arrow and shot through Yang with a hundred steps.

It took him less than two seconds from throwing the gun to catching the bow to drawing the arrow and finally shooting it, and no one saw it clearly. Thinking about it now, I was immediately shocked by his explosive power.

"Oliver Queen? Hawkeye?" Paul asked in surprise.

Quinn is Arrow, and Hawkeye has an even bigger background. The number one arrow master in the Avengers, he can fight against heroes with only a pulley bow.

Five or six people went down the river, shouting and dragging, and finally dragged the fat wild boar ashore.

Someone tried to pull out the arrow on the wild boar's forehead, but failed to pull it out, which made the group even more surprised. How powerful was Qin Shiou's arrow just now?

The sharp arrow pierced the boar's cerebellum and brainstem, so it ended up losing its balance and dying quickly.

A young man raised an eyebrow at Paul. He said with a smile, "Captain, why is your Mosin Nagant so poor? Fortunately, Qin shot the arrow quickly. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to eat wild boar today."

Paul smiled awkwardly: "I aimed very well, but I didn't expect to miss it."

Nelson was a little speechless. At a distance of about twenty meters, he was holding a sniper version of one of the four famous guns of World War II. How could he miss it?

Qin Shiou didn't think it was a big deal, he patted Nelson on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Not everyone is a special forces sniper like you."

Then I did some research and found that the shot just now was not due to Paul's poor marksmanship. The mane on the wild boar's body looked like it was stumped from a distance, but it was only discovered when I looked closely, because it often rubbed and scratched on the maple tree. In this way, it usually rolls and drills in the jungle and mountain streams, and thick sand and stones have accumulated on its hair, as if it is wearing a layer of armor.

It was thicker on the boar's head, and Paul shot at an angle, hoping to inflict as much trauma as possible in the head. As a result, the bullet didn't go in, just like rubbing on the helmet, it was wiped off, and shot into the wild boar's neck.

But this also reflected from the side, how powerful Qin Shiou's arrow was!

After shooting the wild boar, the noon meal came, but the problem also came, that is, the skin of the wild boar is not easy to peel.

The wild boar is different from all wild animals. Its pig skin and meat are glued together. Unlike other animals, the skin only needs to be torn off through the opening.

Qin Shiou didn't care about this, he went to clean up the largemouth bass, first killed it after school, cleaned the internal organs, then smeared onion, garlic and ginger with a seasoning paste, put it on the grill and started to roast it.

Nelson was the chief surgeon, and others helped. They unloaded a pig's hind leg, and then cut off a line of fresh and tender tenderloin with great difficulty. "The pork leg is cut open and roasted with salt, and the tenderloin is stewed in soup."

After climbing the mountain all morning, everyone had a good appetite, and the smell of grilled fish permeated first. Paul and the others swallowed their saliva, approached Qin Shiou and asked shyly, "Man, why is this fish so grilled?" fragrant?"

"Because I used Huaxia's secret sauce." Qin Shiou said casually, concentrating on grilling the fish, brushing oil and sauce on it continuously, the whole sea bass was roasted brown, but the meat inside was white when a piece was torn open delicate.

Nelson smiled and said, "Your grilling skills are better than Shaq's now."

Qin Shiou nodded coquettishly, and said, "That guy Shaq can just grill some meat, but he's worse than me when it comes to grilling fish. By the way, how about that pig?"

"Pure-bred wild boar, the taste of the meat will not be bad, but it probably won't taste very good." Nelson shook his head, "It's quite big, I guess it weighs more than 500 pounds."

A pound is close to a catty, and more than 500 pounds is about 500 catties. Thinking about the meat pigs in China that grow to at most 300 catties and will be slaughtered, this guy is really not small.

Canadians are the same as Americans. They don't like wild boar meat, but like wagyu meat that melts like ice cream when biting into your mouth. In addition, wild boar meat has a fishy smell if it is not handled well, so they don't like it. like to eat.

This is the opposite of the Chinese people. Whether it is boiled to make sauce or dried to make bacon, wild pork is top-notch delicious, and what you eat is that kind of strength!

A pot of meat was cooked, and the group stopped eating after drinking some soup, but Qin Shiou's grilled fish was divided up for the first time, and then they ate grilled pork leg when there was no grilled fish.

They didn't pay much attention to eating, they took a bite and threw a piece away, which made Qin Shiou's heart ache.

Qin Shiou found a big rock to lean against. The lunch box was full of roasted or cooked wild pork. The roasted meat was eaten directly with salt, and the wild pork was mixed with chili sauce and vinegar. He thought it tasted really good.

After eating and resting, Paul and others began to burn their guns. The riverside was vast and uninhabited, so there would be no chance of accidental injury, so they loaded the bullets and began to scatter aimlessly. The animals that were about to drink water in the river fled in fright.

There was a big guy with an m60a1, he hung up the belt, aimed at an American white oak tree as thick as one person's arms, pulled the trigger and started shooting wildly.

Qin Shiou saw someone playing with machine guns for the first time, because this thing is basically impossible to buy. Canada has lax gun control, but machine gun management is strict.

Nelson folded his arms and looked at it for a while, then said: "He has a very standard posture, either he is from the army, or he is a gun shop owner."

When Qin Shiou asked later, he was indeed a gun shop owner, and he and Nelson used to work together.

Paul and the others didn't continue to climb the mountain. They didn't come to climb the mountain. They just wanted to find a place to play with guns. As for shooting wild boars? That's a side job. If you meet someone who is unlucky, you will hunt for one. If you don't meet them, you won't look for them. (It’s a great event to drop pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow up~click/official account (add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter qdread), and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now follow qdread immediately WeChat public account!) (to be continued) Website URL: Please support this site!