The whole mountain is my hunting ground

This morning, the Zhao family ate leftovers.

The goose from last night was returned to the pot, a large handful of soaked vermicelli was added to it, and the leftover flower rolls from yesterday were placed on a curtain drawer.

The vermicelli soaked in advance will not take long to stew, and the vermicelli is very soupy. When the soup dries up, Wang Meilan takes out the food and serves it to the table, and the whole family gathers around to eat happily.

After dinner, Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai went to the West Room to put on leggings. Wang Meilan came over with a squarely folded cloth bag.

There were big pancakes here. Wang Meilan put them on the table and said to the two men, "I'll leave them here for you."

Listening to Wang Meilan's words, Zhao Youcai didn't say a word, but Chief Zhao had already started to behave at this time.

"Okay, Mom." Zhao Jun responded with a smile, while Wang Meilan rolled her eyes at Zhao Youcai, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Son, you go up the mountain and watch your father more, don't let him blindly follow you." Gu."

"What?" As soon as Wang Meilan said that, Zhao Youcai immediately became unhappy. The old boy raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Listen to your son when you go up the mountain." Wang Meilan didn't care whether Zhao Youcai's attitude was good or bad. She turned around and said to him: "The big claws are not like others, so don't mess around."

Today, the Zhao family and his son are going up the mountain to trap the Siberian tiger and stop it in Yong'an.

Zhao Youcai pinched Wang Meilan with his eyelids and said nothing more.

Five minutes later, Li Dayong and Li Baoyu came, but the worst thing was that Li Ruhai didn't come.

"Brother..." Li Dayong entered the room and clasped his fists at Zhao Youcai. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Li Baoyu. Li Baoyu clasped his hands and said to Zhao Jun: "Brother, this trip is difficult and dangerous. I can't accompany you. I hope you take care of yourself." !”

Li Dayong: "..."

"Ah..." Zhao Jun held Li Baoyu's arm and said, "Don't worry, brother."

At this time, Li Dayong glared at Li Baoyu, walked up to Zhao Youcai and was about to open his mouth, but closed it again.

Although what he wanted to say was not as exaggerated as Li Baoyu, the meaning was probably the same. It would be boring to say the same thing a second time.

"Well, Dayong, it's okay." Zhao Youcai raised his hand slightly and said, "It's semi-automatic, so I'm not afraid of anything."

With that said, Zhao Youcai stood up and took off a semi-automatic rifle from the wall one step ahead of Zhao Jun.

Zhao Youcai held the gun in his hand and rubbed it twice. Suddenly he remembered something and turned to Zhao Jun and said, "Huh? I let you drink at Uncle Zhou's house that day. Did Zhou Chengguo say that he wanted to sell the gun?"

"No, you heard wrong, dad." Zhao Jun replied.

Zhao Youcai was startled and looked at Zhao Jun with suspicious eyes.

Zhao Jun pretended not to see it and went over to pick off the other gun. Then he opened the drawer, took out two packs of bullets and gave them to Zhao Youcai first, then took two more packs and put them into his pocket.

Each pack of bullets contained twenty-five rounds. The Zhao family and his son had two packs each, which meant each of them brought fifty rounds of ammunition. With their skills, they are enough to protect themselves.

"The bullets are still running out." Zhao Jun muttered and closed the drawer.

After everything was prepared, the Zhao family and his son were escorted out of the house by everyone.

Encircling Siberian tigers today was unusual, and it was useless for Jie Chen to follow him, so Zhao Jun did not let him follow. Li Ruhai happened to be not at home today, so he asked Jie Chen to help Wang Meilan and the others with some hard work at home.

So, Zhao Jun drove, Zhao Youcai sat in the passenger seat, and the two of them set off from Yong'an and went straight to the mountain field.

Jiang Ming once said that day that they saw the Siberian tiger to the west of Linban 60.

Today, Zhao Youcai showed the way. After passing through 60 Linban, Zhao Jun continued to move southwest. After walking for another thirteen or four miles, we stopped at the foot of a mountain.

The father and son got off the car. Zhao Youcai looked up and looked around, and finally pointed at the mountain in front of him and asked Zhao Jun, "Do you know where this is?"

"This..." Zhao Jun looked around for a moment and asked Zhao Youcai, "Dad, isn't this the third class?"

"This is the sixth class." Zhao Youcai held onto the gun belt on his shoulder and waved his hand to signal Zhao Jun to follow him up the mountain.

As the two men walked up, Zhao Youcai taught Zhao Jun a lesson about the history of these old forest classes.

Zhao Jun listened helplessly until the father and son saw a line of round footprints.

Look at the size, it was left by the Siberian tiger!

Zhao Youcai squatted in front of the footprints, stretched his right hand out of his sleeve, and dug four fingers except his thumb into the pit.

The snow in the footprint pit was hard, but Zhao Youcai was able to break it up with a little force with his four fingers.

Zhao Youcai stood up and said to Zhao Jun: "It was very fast. It must have been there before yesterday."

"Then we can't chase him away like this!" Zhao Jun said: "Let's get down and run over there in a car."

As he said that, Zhao Jun looked towards the direction where the footprints extended and asked Zhao Youcai, "Dad, can you feel where it can go?"

Zhao Youcai raised his hand and pointed forward, asking, "Are you looking at that top guy?"

"Looking at it." Zhao Jun nodded and heard Zhao Youcai say: "We still have to go over there."

"Then let's go quickly!" Zhao Jun said: "Let's go down the mountain quickly and drive to chase it away!"

"Let's go!" The two men turned back down the mountain and continued to chase in the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhao Youcai watched the mountains moving backward outside the car window and couldn't help but sigh: "It's good to have a car."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and didn't answer.

If we park again, it will be forty-five minutes later.

The father and son got out of the car and climbed up the mountain.

"This is the first batch of logging areas in our forest farm." Zhao Youcai introduced to Zhao Jun: "This is the original Class 14. I taught your uncle how to make sieges at the beginning, and I even brought him here."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Dad, did my uncle learn how to fight siege from you?"

"Why not?" Zhao Youcai, who was questioned, glared and said angrily: "Your old uncle is a heartless little white-eyed wolf."

Zhao Jun smiled faintly and did not dare to help Wang Qiang refute.

"Don't make any noise!" Suddenly, Zhao Youcai raised his arm in front of Zhao Jun, shocking Zhao Jun abruptly.

Zhao Jun looked forward intently and saw a faint hint of dark red in the forest.

Zhao Jun hurriedly went to pick up the gun, but at this time Zhao Youcai was already walking forward with the gun in his hands.

Zhao Jun quickly took his gun in hand and followed Zhao Youcai.

Not far ahead, there were already footprints of Siberian tigers, traces of dragging prey and blood stains all around.

Feeling that Zhao Jun was following him, Zhao Youcai raised his left hand to signal Zhao Jun to be on alert. Then he squatted down, touched the Siberian tiger's footprints on the snow, and then took some blood-stained ice and rubbed it between his fingers.

"Last night!" Zhao Youcai gave a very direct judgment, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Let's go! Follow me!"

"Dad!" Zhao Jun said, "How about I open the way?"

The snow on the mountain is quite thick, and I have to lift my feet every time I take a step, which is really difficult.

"No need." Zhao Youcai strode forward with a gun in his hand, while Zhao Jun held the gun cautiously.

The father and son walked thirty or forty meters along the traces of the prey being dragged and the bloodstains. They found the remains of the victim under a red pine tree.

This was a wild boar that weighed one hundred and eighty pounds in life. When the Zhao family and his son saw it, only a pig's head, neck and one front leg were left.

"This big claw is really good!" Zhao Jun said.

"It's because I'm not hungry." Zhao Youcai said, "This big paw weighs about four hundred pounds. It's not a big deal for it to eat a small yellow-haired child in one meal."

"Dad!" Zhao Jun looked at the series of leaving footprints and said to Zhao Youcai, "Shall we go down the mountain?"

"What are you doing down the mountain?" Zhao Youcai asked.

"Go down the mountain and go around the front to block it!" Zhao Jun said, and Zhao Youcai shook his head and said, "No need."

As he said that, Zhao Youcai pointed to the front left and said to Zhao Jun: "There is a deviation there. Let's go up there, then go a little further, put our straw hats on our heads and wait for it."

"Oh, my dad!" Zhao Jun frowned and said, "Then we have to leave when. Don't let us go there, it has already passed."

"You know what the heck!" Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes at Zhao Jun and said angrily: "This big paw burped last night. Just after eating it, it was willing to leave, but as long as it stood down, it was not willing to get up this morning. . You listen to me honestly, we will get to the front and block it steadily."

After saying that, Zhao Youcai shouted sternly: "Quickly leave!"

Zhao Jun had no choice but to follow Zhao Youcai.

In this way, the two of them waited until two o'clock in the afternoon before arriving at the place Zhao Youcai said.

Zhao Jun was starving when he got here. There happened to be a fallen log. Zhao Jun sat down on the fallen log and started taking out pancakes.

"Dad!" Zhao Jun held a pancake in his mouth and handed the one in his hand to Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai took the pancake and sat aside, glanced at Zhao Jun who was devouring it, and said, "Look at you, you look like a loser."

Zhao Jun twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Dad, if you eat five rolls this morning, I'll eat three."

"Who told you not to eat more?" The pancakes became hard and brittle as soon as they were frozen. Zhao Youcai broke off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "You kid, you have never seen a tough battle."

Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and continued to fill his mouth with pancakes.

In this cold weather, it was impossible to bring water up the mountain, so the two of them grabbed handfuls of snow and stuffed it into their mouths when they were thirsty.

Feeling that he was almost done eating, Zhao Jun looked around and said, "Dad, how long do we have to wait?"

"Come on!" Zhao Youcai took out the cigarette case of Shilin cigarettes from his pocket, but he didn't smoke it. He just brought it to his nose and smelled it, and then said: "It didn't get up in the morning, and it got up at noon."

Having said this, Zhao Youcai put the cigarette case back into his pocket, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Like today, it doesn't have a place to rest all afternoon. It has to go until midnight to find food."

"Ah..." Zhao Jun nodded slightly when he heard this. He looked at Zhao Youcai with his eyes open, and said very thoughtfully: "Dad, why don't you take one somewhere nearby?"

"It's incredible." Zhao Youcai pursed his lips and said, "Stay for a while, then go down the mountain and smoke again."

Zhao Youcai was so cautious because he was afraid that the smell of smoke would scare away the Siberian tiger.

As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, he heard a crashing sound.

The father and son looked towards the hill opposite and saw several resident birds rising into the sky.

Zhao Youcai reached out and grabbed the steel gun stuck in the snow, then stood up and shouted in a low voice: "Here we come!"