The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Without saying anything, Wang Qiang's action has already attracted the attention of Zhao Jun and Xing San.

Wang Qiang held the gun without losing face and only said two words: "South."

Zhao Jun heard that and knew that the thing was heading south. He turned his head and winked at Li Baoyu, who nodded to show that he understood.

Zhao Youcai went to Yongxing as a guest and took away a semi-automatic rifle. In this way, after giving the barrel gun to Xing San, Li Baoyu had no gun to use.

But this is temporary. The report on the security has been sent, and the armed forces will soon allocate seven semi-automatic rifles and one thousand rounds of ammunition to Zhao Jun and his men.

Li Baoyu raised his feet high and stepped lightly, clearing the way in front.

The snow here is over the knees, and people step into the snow, walking hard but almost without sound.

This thickness of snow is not suitable for dog hunting, but suitable for sneaking and tracking.

Li Baoyu was in front, Zhao Jun followed closely, and the two of them surrounded to the left. Wang Qiang and Xing San continued to move along the original route, and the four people formed a circle in two teams.

As soon as they entered the forest, Li Baoyu stopped and waited for Zhao Jun to catch up. Seeing Li Baoyu pointing at the hoof prints in front, Zhao Jun's eyes lit up.

The hoof prints were very similar to those of goats. Zhao Jun judged from experience that the goat that left these footprints would not be too big and should weigh about 40 kilograms.

When wild boars, roe deer, deer and other animals walk and run on the snow, their hooves will wade through the snow, that is, the hoof prints left behind have scratches like tails, which the hunters call "grooving".

The hoof prints here are so thick that they hardly leave grooves, indicating that the animal that left the hoof prints has a strong jumping ability, even better than the roe deer, which is known as "flying on the snow".

In this mountain forest, Zhao Jun has seen three cats and musk deer, and even jackals can't do this.

But this footprint was obviously not left by a feline beast or a musk deer, which made Zhao Jun think of the hanging sheep.

It is said that no matter what kind of cliff it is, as long as there is a place for the hanging sheep to step on with one hoof, it can use the force to walk.

This footprint is likely to be left by the hanging sheep, which means that the Zhao family gang found the target's trace as soon as they arrived here.

But the bad news is that according to the direction of the footprint, the hanging sheep should have escaped the encirclement of the Zhao family gang.

Zhao Jun was not discouraged, because they came here to circle the track today, and even if they surrounded the hanging sheep here, they could not shoot it with a gun.

Zhao Jun took off his gloves, clasped his hands in front of his mouth, and blew three bird calls.

Zhao Jun's imitation sounded very similar to the call of the tit, which was almost indistinguishable from the real thing. But he imitated the tit's call three times in a row, the first one was short, the second one was long, and the third one was short again.

In this way, Wang Qiang and Xing San would know that this was the signal given to them by Zhao Jun.

After learning the call of the tit, Zhao Jun gave Li Baoyu a look, and Li Baoyu followed the footprints of the hanging sheep and followed slowly.

Zhao Jun followed Li Baoyu leisurely, and the two brothers walked slowly. Soon, Wang Qiang and Xing San caught up.

The four gathered together, and then fought separately, searching forward in four directions in a fan-shaped manner.

What the Zhao family gang had to do today was to circle the tracks. The so-called circle, as the name suggests, is to circle all the traces of the prey's usual activities.

And the scope of the circle must include the prey's usual activities.

The workload was not small, and the four Zhao Juns were busy until more than two o'clock in the afternoon before they went back.

After working hard for a short day, the four Zhao Juns could confirm that the hoof prints were left by the hanging sheep, and the information provided by Zhao Youcai was correct, there were indeed three hanging sheep living nearby.

But the range of activities of the hanging sheep is very large, and there are several nearby hills.

Fortunately, Zhao Jun and his men were not playing a sneak attack, so they did not need to find the hanging sheep and then kill them.

The four found the tree where the hanging sheep hangs its horns, and with that tree as the center, they looked for the foraging spots nearby.

In the forest area in winter, the food sources of vegetarian wild animals are scarce. But various animals have their own fixed food, such as red deer like to eat poplar bark, and roe deer gnaw the branches of the second crop of forests.

As for the hanging sheep, they only like to eat snow-covered weeds.

This mountain field is not the territory of Yong'an. Zhao Jun and his men are not familiar with it. They don't know which side is the weed pond and which side is the weed top. They can only follow the footprints of the hanging sheep and slowly search.

The long-term life of the hanging sheep here shows that even in winter, there is relatively sufficient food nearby, and there is more than one place where a large amount of weeds grow.

After more than four hours of hard work, the four people determined two locations. With the hanging sheep hanging horn tree as a reference, one is at the bottom of the pond in Xipogou, and the other is on the top of the hill opposite.

These two plots of land were enough, so Zhao Jun and his four companions went home and would come back tomorrow with the clamps and foot catchers.

On the way back, Wang Qiang, Xing San, and Li Baoyu walked to the third section and took the road maintenance worker's commuter car, while Zhao Jun rode a motorcycle to pick up Kong Fanrong.

When he arrived at the shack, Kong Fanrong had packed everything. He had dressed himself like a dumpling and had wrapped his injured foot. First he wrapped it with hay, then cloth, and finally a badger skin.

"Uncle, I'll carry you." Zhao Jun went to the edge of the kang and pulled Kong Fanrong onto himself. The old man reached out and took a triangular bag next to him.

The triangular bag was quite full, and Zhao Jun guessed that it must be filled with skins.

But Zhao Jun didn't ask anything. The old man was suspicious by nature. If Zhao Jun sent him home at this time and told Kong Fanrong that he wanted to take his skins, the old man would definitely think too much.

Zhao Jun didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't care about the two skins. He carried Kong Fanrong out of the shack. After placing Kong Fanrong on the motorcycle, Zhao Jun went back and propped up the door of the shack with a thick wooden stick.

After doing this, Zhao Jun rode the motorcycle with Kong Fanrong down the mountain. Fuqiang Village is about 20 miles away from Yong'an Village. When Zhao Jun came back from the village, he heard the whistle of a small train in the distance.

The commuter buses have all returned. It must be half past five.

Zhao Jun was riding his motorcycle home when he suddenly heard someone behind him calling him: "Zhao Jun! Zhao Jun!"

Zhao Jun recognized that it was Zhao Guofeng's voice and hurriedly stopped the car.

Seeing Zhao Jun stop, Zhao Guofeng did not move forward, but stopped and shouted to Zhao Jun: "Zhao Jun, go to the village headquarters, there is a call for you!"

"Okay, Uncle Zhao." Zhao Jun responded and turned the motorcycle around.

Zhao Guofeng was walking from the village to Zhao Jun's home when he met Zhao Jun on the way. When Zhao Jun passed by him, he stopped his motorcycle and asked Zhao Guofeng to get on.

When Zhao Guofeng got on the motorcycle, Zhao Jun asked him: "Uncle Zhao, who called me?"

"Fan Zhisheng." Zhao Guofeng said: "I don't know why he wants to ask you?"

Zhao Guofeng knew this former head of the forestry farm, but he couldn't understand why this person would call Zhao Jun when he was transferred.

When Zhao Jun heard that it was Fan Zhisheng calling, he knew what was going on.

When he arrived at the village, Zhao Jun picked up the phone and said "Hello", and then he heard Fan Zhisheng's voice from the other end.

"It's Zhao Jun, I'm your uncle Fan." Fan Zhisheng came up and tried to establish a relationship, which made Zhao Jun smile.

"Ah, Uncle Fan." Since he said that, Zhao Jun could only continue.

"Zhao Jun, uncle, I want to ask you a favor." Fan Zhisheng said very politely, after all, Zhao Jun was not under his jurisdiction.

"Hehe..." Zhao Jun smiled bitterly. He was not very good at rejecting people, especially when Fan Zhisheng was so polite.

"Oh!" Seeing Zhao Jun didn't say anything, Fan Zhisheng sighed and said, "If your uncle Fan hadn't run out of ideas, he wouldn't have come to you again and again. I've just been here for a few days, and I haven't gotten my work done yet. The technicians at the mountain field came to ask me for help. I really, really have no ideas."

"Uncle Fan, don't they have gunners over there?" Zhao Jun asked. Fan Zhisheng said, "Yes, but the guns are not good. How can they drive you away!"

Fan Zhisheng praised Zhao Jun, and then said, "The terrain over there is quite complicated. It's said to be a big face. When people go over, before people can watch the tiger, the tiger will watch people first."

"Uncle Fan, it's not safe for me to go there." Zhao Jun Having said that, Fan Zhisheng hurriedly said: "Zhao Jun, it's not that your uncle Fan doesn't care about your safety. I also told them so. But people say you are a tiger-killing general, you must have special tricks."

"What tricks can I have?" Zhao Jun was speechless for a while, but heard Fan Zhisheng say: "Zhao Jun, do you think this is okay? You come here for a stroll, come here. Take a look there, fight if you can, forget it if you can't. After that, come to your uncle, and your uncle will treat you well. "

"That's not necessary, Uncle Fan." Zhao Jun probably understood what Fan Zhisheng meant. It was nothing more than that as long as he made this trip, he, Fan Zhisheng, could save face in front of his subordinates.

Huang Hong and Song Dandan had a skit, in which Huang Hong had a line: "Isn't life for face?"

At that time, Song Dandan refuted Huang Hong, and what he said sounded very positive. But who doesn't want face?

Especially in rural areas and forest areas these days, if the face falls to the ground, people can't even raise their heads. This is even more true for leaders.

"Can you come?" So when Fan Zhisheng asked Zhao Jun again, Zhao Jun sighed and said, "Uncle Fan, you've said this, how can I not go?"

Zhao Jun's words were very helpful.

"Haha... That's great, Zhao Jun." When Zhao Jun said this, Fan Zhisheng laughed out loud, and then said, "Well... If you don't... don't want to fight, just go to his place and take a look. After that, come to me and see how I arrange it for you."

"Okay, Uncle Fan." Zhao Jun said, "Isn't it just Han Song Fort? Then I'll leave tomorrow and arrive the day after tomorrow."

"Ah?" Fan Zhisheng was stunned when he heard this and asked, "What are you going to do tomorrow? Are you still staying in the mountains?"

"No, I'm going to see a friend over the mountain tomorrow." Zhao Jun said this because he wanted to see Huang Gui.

First, Huang Gui was seriously injured. Although he sent Jie Chen to go, since he had to cross the mountain, Zhao Jun wanted to see Huang Gui to see how he was injured and whether he could help.

Another thing, Zhao Jun wanted to ask about the situation in Hu Niu Gou so that he could deal with it.

"Okay, call me if you have anything to do." Fan Zhisheng said, "Go to the fort and find their brigade secretary Han Guozheng. If Han Guozheng is not here, find his father...what's his name?"

Fan Zhisheng couldn't remember the old man's name for a while, Zhao Jun smiled and said, "It's okay, Uncle Fan, I'll ask about the brigade secretary's family when I get there."

"Yes, yes, that's it." Fan Zhisheng smiled and said, "Zhao Jun, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. Wait, you'll see how I treat you in the future."

Fan Zhisheng said this, which meant that he remembered the favor.

Zhao Jun said a few more polite words to him and hung up the phone. Then Zhao Jun came out of the garrison and rode his motorcycle home.

After he got home, he told Li Baoyu about his trip to Lingnan the next day, and Li Baoyu immediately clamored to go with Zhao Jun.

"Baoyu, don't go." Zhao Jun said to Li Baoyu: "Tomorrow morning, you and your uncle and the third uncle, you will go up the mountain to catch the feet and other things, and then you and your uncle have to go there every day."

You have to catch the hanging sheep alive, so you have to go there every day, otherwise the hanging sheep will be frozen after a long time.

"Nephew, I won't go either?" Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Wang Qiang said anxiously: "Can you go alone?"

"Boy, why don't I go with you!" Xing San said while chewing pancakes in the mountains at noon today. After setting the trap tomorrow, he will go back to Lengchang.

But at this time, he heard that Zhao Jun was going to Lingnan alone to hunt tigers. Xing San was afraid that he would not be safe alone, so he wanted to go with Zhao Jun.

"No need, Third Uncle." Zhao Jun said, "I'll go there for the sake of face. I'll see what I can do. If I can do anything, I'll ask the people in their fort to come. If not, I'll just ride my motorcycle and run away."

This is Zhao Jun's real thought. He is not prepared to take any risks on this trip. He won't even bring a dog.

After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Xing San didn't say anything else. He is old, and if it weren't for Zhao Jun, he wouldn't want to run outside.

"Uncle!" Zhao Jun told Wang Qiang, saying, "Tomorrow you and my uncle will bring the children over. Your family of four will just live in my house."

Zhao Jun asked Wang Qiang and his family to come over to keep Wang Meilan company. Although there is a dog in the yard, Wang Meilan, a woman, is not at ease with two children.

It's not convenient for others to come, so Wang Qiang and his family can only come.

While Zhao Jun was arranging his family, in the Yongxing Brigade Guesthouse, Xie Sun was sitting on the kang in the west room, eating melon seeds boredly.

On the kang in the east room, Zhao Youcai, Jie Chen, and Li Wencai were snoring loudly.

Li Wencai had slaughtered a pig for dinner today, and Zhao Youcai and Jie Chen said they were leaving today, but how could they leave after drinking so much wine?

After drinking, the three of them were too much, so they went back to the room and fell asleep on the kang. Jie Sun had to clean up the mess outside.

But the next day, Zhao Youcai woke up very early, at more than three o'clock.

When he woke up, Li Wencai had already gotten up. The old man slept less and got up more than three o'clock every day.

Zhao Youcai saw this, woke Jie Chen up, and then urged Jie Chen to wake Jie Sun up.

After everyone got up, they simply ate a mouthful of hot soup noodles, and then Zhao Youcai, Jie Chen, and Jie Sun walked out in the dark.

Zhao Youcai held a bottle of IV drip filled with hot water in his arms and got on the trunk with his gun on his back.

There was no other way. He could neither compete with Jie Sun for the front passenger seat nor squeeze with Jie Sun for the front passenger seat, so he could only sit in the back car.

"Youcai!" At this time, Li Wencai and Jie Chen carried half a pig to the back car. After throwing the pork into the car, Li Wencai said to Zhao Youcai: "You are not going home, so give the pork to them. After the New Year, I will see who slaughters the pig, and I will let them take the whole meat to you."

"Forget it, Uncle Li." Zhao Youcai said: "We don't lack meat at home, you know that. You don't have to do anything, just take good care of yourself, and I will come to see you when I have time!"

"Well, that's good." Li Wencai said hello and goodbye to Zhao Youcai and Jie Chen one by one, and finally said hello to Jie Sun.

Jie Sun didn't pay much attention to him, just nodded lightly. As the car started, Li Wencai, who was waving at the back of the car, heard Zhao Youcai shouting: "Uncle Li, I put twenty yuan under the quilt, you always buy yourself a drink!"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Wencai wanted to catch up with Zhao Youcai at this time, but he couldn't catch up.

In the car, Xie Chen, who was driving, smiled and said: "Look at my uncle Zhao, how particular he is in doing things."

"Heh!" Xie Sunshi sneered and said unhappily: "He is not going to do anything else, it's only a few o'clock, and he is already preparing to leave!"

Xie Chen's mouth twitched. It was just past five o'clock when he came out of the guesthouse, which was indeed a little early.

The car drove along the early war preparation road, and after crossing the bridge, it arrived in Jilin Province.

Under the bridge is Qiaotou Village, where Huang Gui's family is.

Zhao Youcai got out of the trunk and lit the pine torch that had been prepared long ago.

"Uncle Zhao, I said I'll take you to his door." Xie Chen, who was standing by, was a little worried. It was just past six o'clock and it was still dark.

"No need." Zhao Youcai waved his hand and said, "It's just a few steps. I can get there in less than half an hour."

After saying this, Zhao Youcai explained to Xie Chen, "When you go, you have to pay your respects to him."

"Then..." Xie Chen was stunned, thinking that my brother Jun prepared four cans for me.

But then he thought, when they got to Huang Gui's house, Huang Gui and his wife might not let them go. They were almost home, and Xie Chen and Xie Sun were still a little homesick and wanted to go back quickly.

"Then... Uncle Zhao, let's go." Xie Chen got in the car and left. Zhao Youcai watched the car disappear, then he held a torch and walked along the road in the same direction as the Jiefang car.

It was more than six o'clock in the morning in winter, which was the coldest time of the day, known as "ghosts baring teeth".

The cold wind made the flames bend, but Zhao Youcai marched forward against the cold wind.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhao Youcai faintly heard the crowing of a rooster, and Zhao Jun, wearing a small cotton jacket inside and a large cotton jacket outside, got on his motorcycle and rushed to Lingnan.