Rebirth of India: Superior

"It's hard to find someone with ten slits." Cassie said, "If you can live for that long, you must have unique survival skills. Maybe you are smarter than humans." Then the topic changed and he added: "But if you can fight At the end of the day, we win."

To add to the fun, there is a match stipulation between the two teams. There were wildlife sightings along the way, but no suitable targets. It is well known that the wild deer population in the United States is overpopulated. Even if hunting is open every year, there is still an overpopulation, which destroys the local balance. Open hunting is a way for the government to control the balance.

Holding the gun, I walked for a while in the cold wind. Several feedbacks from the radio showed no good news. There was prey, but the target was too small to satisfy people. The big prey was too smart, and no one had discovered it yet. Just hid. They stayed around for a while, but gained little.

Everyone was sitting and resting, eating chocolate, when they suddenly heard a gunshot to the west. Everyone looked up in that direction, and then there was another gunshot. Cassie suddenly came to the conclusion: "Sniper rifle shooting does not count distance." Far, it seems they have found their prey!”

As the words fell, Beynon's voice rang on the radio: "Hey, guys! What's the catch? We brought down a beautiful guy, eight splits!"

"Stop showing off!" Cassie responded, "We have found the target of twelve crosses!"

"Nonsense." Beynon said with a smile, "It must be nonsense!"

"I'll block you if you laugh again!" Cassie threatened, "Just wait and see our trophies."

After disconnecting the communication, they looked at each other, and Shakru asked: "What are your plans? Are you going to continue or just pick a simple attack?"

"Be patient," Cassie said. "They're shooting in that direction. If we go to the other side of the shooting position, we might encounter some deer that have escaped."

They rushed together. Then they squatted in place again. Just when everyone was about to lose their patience, Cassie shook Shakru, who was resting with his eyes closed: "Brother! Wake up!"

Shakru opened his eyes and found Cassie staring ahead seriously: "Is there any movement?"

"Beautiful guy!" Cassie pointed forward, "Let's get down and move forward!"

Shakru lay down with his gun in hand, imitating the crawling posture of the army and moved a short distance. Through the scope of the sniper rifle, he indeed spotted a very alert deer. He counted the slits on its head, nine! But this guy was hiding behind a bush, two hundred meters away, making it difficult to fight.

"Be patient and wait for this baby!" Cassie's blue eyes were full of concentration.

"Yang, you are the first!" she said again.

"Why?" he wondered.

"You're a novice, how can you have fun if you don't try it? Besides, I'm a substitute. If you miss, I'll make up for it."

"Okay." Shakru set up the sniper rifle, adjusted the magnification of the scope, unlocked the safety, put his finger next to the trigger, and took a deep breath to stabilize his body.

"The distance is now two hundred, and it is approaching...it has stopped." Cassie's voice was very low and slow: "Calm...calm..."

"Get ready to shoot!" Cassie made up her mind: "Listen to me...fire...fire...fire!"

After the third "fire" sound, Shakru pulled the trigger on the prey's head. After a gunshot, the hot bullet casing popped out of the gun chamber, and even a trace of mist could be seen... The prey in the scope was knocked down. on the ground, but then jumped up and ran away in panic.

"Stop!" Cassie raised her hand, "Nice blow! Let's chase!"

There was a large proportion of venison in the dinner that night. What's strange is that Cassie actually cooks. "Reindeer meat slices, a northern Swedish specialty." She brought a stack of meat slices to the table. The grilled meat slices looked good with some tomato sauce and potatoes. It also tastes good. Shakruzan said: "I have to take back my thought that Americans won't eat it. This tastes pretty good!"

Cassie shook her head: "It's not the United States, it's Sweden!"

"Then I like Swedish food." Shakru gave her a thumbs up. "When I have the opportunity to travel there, I must try the most local flavor."

Cassie added: "What I do is very representative."

After playing in Harrisburg for another two days, Shakru decisively left here and returned to New Delhi. Because he was out for too long this time, and if he didn't go back to the company and home, there would be chaos, so he ignored all his friends. They stayed and flew back.

After returning to the company, Shakru first spent more than half a month taking care of the company, and then stayed at home all day, because he was tired from winter hunting and exploring the castle some time ago. It's broken and needs to be taken good care of, but even so, this guy is not honest and spends all day reading posts on the Internet.

Amisha saw him amusing himself and asked curiously: "Brother Shakru, what are you looking at? You can actually laugh at it."

Shakru chuckled and replied: "Because I am doing a little prank on the Internet, posing as a so-called upper-class young man to teach a little girl who thinks she is noble and looks down on others. Well, I can't tell who she is. She’s not a little girl, her remarks are very arrogant and self-righteous anyway.”

"Oh? What self-righteous remarks did she make?" Amisha continued to ask.

"This is a Chinese forum. A girl who calls herself Yi Yeqing often shows off online that she is a noble Shanghainese, has an upper-class status, and has extreme contempt for outsiders and poor people.

For example, she said that this migrant worker didn't wear shoes, and was even worse than the natives in the poorest countries in the world...

Oh my God, there were four people living in one room (a student dormitory in a university in Shanghai)! It was unheard of, and what was even more incredible was that four people shared one bathroom, which was so unhygienic!

There were also foreigners with big beards, but they were all trimmed, and you can see that although they had beards, they were very neat. This old beggar had no legs, and I really don't understand how he crawled from such a far place in his hometown to Shanghai. We have to admire this spirit!

As for Sichuan cuisine, I remember that someone invited me to eat Jie Er Jing on Yandang Road last month. I thought it was too oily and too spicy! I also said privately that this restaurant should close down quickly, and the food was so bad. But my friend said that it would never close down, although the food was terrible, but the key was the low price. This is my impression of Sichuan cuisine, low price and low quality, cheap but not good, and I swear I will never eat Sichuan cuisine again.

......" (There are too many similar nc remarks, so I won't repeat them one by one.)