Livestreaming the Hunt

Faced with everyone's curiosity, Wang Kui briefly described the principle and power of the heavy crossbow.

"In fact, everyone thinks that the crossbow bolts are very powerful when they almost penetrate the wild boar, but the actual power is not as terrifying as you imagined. I also said before that the crossbow bolts are strong in penetrating ability, but the real effective killing is to stop The force, taking thermal weapons as an example, is the kinetic energy of the bullet and the cavity effect caused by it.”

"This is why a human being shot in the chest will die on the spot, while someone whose brain is pierced by a steel bar can still survive. Of course, no matter what, the power of a heavy crossbow must be greater than that of a hunting bow. From the perspective of arrow speed alone, It is already twice as much as the latter, and if you want to further increase the lethality, you need to replace it with a stronger hunting arrow!"

I see.

After listening to Lao Kui's explanation, everyone came to their senses.

No wonder the second masked wild boar was also pierced by the crossbow, but it didn't die immediately like its leader.

Because he didn't want to involve the Bantu people, he got into trouble.

When returning, Wang Kui did not choose the original route, but bypassed the area where the two sides shot each other before, and accelerated his pace.

Get there before 4 o'clock.

He returned to the vicinity of the tribe of the Chagmies.

"Ouch~vomit~"

There should be primitive sentinels in charge of tracking around the tribe. Wang Kui just approached not far away, and in the forest, he heard the call of Garu calling for Kamata on the other side in the morning.

"Their yelling seems to have a different rhythm. It should be similar to telegrams or Morse codes. The combination of monosyllables and polysyllables can express unreasonable meanings. It can be regarded as a kind of code communication!"

This sentence is over.

rustle...

Around the jungle, there was the sound of many tree branches shaking one after another. Four or five Nilots painted with white patterns rushed out with carbonized sticks, spears, bows and arrows, and soon formed a semi-encircled formation.

Surrounded by a split in the middle.

Kamata and Garu came out, and seeing that it was Wang Kui, they seemed relieved.

The next second, when they saw two adult male masked wild boars on the broad back of Scarface, their pupils dilated instantly, and they couldn't tell whether they were excited or shocked.

Although the other party killed a sharp-nosed crocodile, the crocodile itself is not such a powerful species in Africa. The real freshwater killer is the Nile crocodile!

They thought it would take at least a day or two for the young man to catch the two wild boars, or even fail to complete the deal at all.

As a result, now, in just half the afternoon and four hours, two ends have been hunted!

To know.

He is only one person!

Even Garu himself had to cooperate with four or five adult men from the tribe to be able to surround and kill one!

After all, the masked wild boar is fierce, and the fangs are not vegetarian!

Kamata immediately opened her hands, raised her head and closed her eyes, muttering various strange pronunciations in her mouth, and then looked at Wang Kui, as if begging for God's blessing and praising him.

Including the other primitive people around, they all looked at him with reverence.

As a result, when Wang Kui wanted to go up to untie the rope, a primitive man ran over anxiously nearby, bowing his back and smiling coquettishly, while taking the initiative to untie the rope and work for him.

[Good guy, I finally understand what Lao Kui meant by "flattering the chief". Primitive people really have no dignity and personality, and they can do whatever they want to survive, even if they are dogs for the leader. 】

[It's normal, Lao Kui killed ferocious beasts such as crocodiles and wild boars twice, which is equivalent to showing the identity card of the strong. This is the case in primitive society. If you are strong, everyone will respect you; if you are weak, everyone will bully you ! 】

[Actually, this is true everywhere, but primitive tribes are more direct and rude. 】

[I feel that if Lao Kui has the heart, he can completely replace Kamata, become the leader himself, take charge of the Chagmi tribe, and become a local emperor, right? 】

[The key is what is the use of being in charge? What is old Kuitu? Figure they do not take a bath? Primitive women don't look good either! 】

...

Following his men, he carried the two wild boars to the tribal village.

Surrounding the two masked wild boars, everyone's eyes were full of excitement and excitement. Two 100-kilogram wild boars meant that they could solve the survival of their entire tribe for more than a month!

It was the old hunter Eb who was in charge of disposing of the corpses.

Although he lost his feet, his strength was greatly reduced, but his own hunting ability was still the first in the tribe, and it would not be a waste of time to do this kind of work of dissecting animal corpses.

In fact.

A good hunter handles the corpse much better than the average person, whether it is the integrity of the fur or the amount of pure meat left after deboning.

Kamata took out a small black charcoal-colored machete, which should have been left by the Congolese government or a non-profit organization passing by their camp, giving or exchanging items.

Wang Kui glanced at the blade and shook his head, "The blade is curled, and the way to polish it is rough, use mine!"

He drew a Damascus Bowie and handed it to Eb.

The latter also understood what he meant. After taking over, he briefly observed a circle of wild boar carcasses, and ordered the primitive women to bring over a wooden trough.

It seems that Aibu still has some skills, knowing that the crossbow bolt stuck in his chest is the key to bloodletting, so he pinched the end of the crossbow and pulled it out forcefully.

In the end, it didn't move at all!

Hold hands together.

Abu began to use the strength of his waist to pull back several times in a row, but in the end he only pulled out more than ten centimeters. Because his legs and feet were inconvenient, Garu who was next to him hurried over to help.

The two worked hard together.

Puff!

The moment the arrow was pulled out, the arterial blood pressure under high pressure in the body immediately spurted out blood, which just shot into the wooden trough.

But everyone's focus is not on the pig, but on this crossbow!

The entire carbon fiber conventional crossbow bolt has a total length of 70 centimeters. There is still a little red lung meat sticking to the tip of the arrow, and the shaft is also full of dirty pig blood.

Kamata was shocked from the bottom of her heart, what kind of weapon is it that can pierce an arrow through a wild boar!

Could it be what the modern man was carrying on his back?

To be honest, he now has the heart to vomit blood. He thought the wild boar was the best trade, but now it seems that the weapon that can fire such power is the most important thing!

Many times, when their tribe hunted, it was often because they shot the body of a wild boar or water antelope, but the prey ran away with an arrow, and finally chased them around, and nothing happened because they were not powerful enough!

With this weapon, the hunters of the tribe no longer have to worry about it. Kamata has never seen a gun, but even if it is given to them, they will not know how to use it, and they don't even know what a bullet is.

But bows, they are more familiar with, and arrows, they can also make their own!

Sorry...

[Old Kui, the chief's eyes are not right! Keep an eye on your heavy crossbow! 】

[Hahaha, I guess I'm greedy! 】