Chapter 115

The boar's eyesight didn't seem very good. After walking out of the woods, he didn't look at the guys with long guns on the other side. He walked to the river, bowed his head and began to drink water, revealing a thick and long mane.

This is a good opportunity. Hunting wild animals is not a duel between cowboys. There is no need to say hello. It needs to be solved quickly. Paul clenched his right hand and posed. The people calmed down and watched him hold up mosignagan in his hand.

The spring water and snow water of kambar mountain flow down from the mountain. The river narrows gradually, and the river gradually becomes more turbulent, and then converges into the ocean.

Nelson just took the people to the river. It was at the widest part of the hillside. The river was nearly six or seven meters. All the people were wearing camouflage clothes. There was no sound. The wild boar didn't notice that several gods of death were around.

Qin Shiou raised the AK-47. Nelson slowly pressed down the muzzle with his hand and whispered, "with moxinagan, the muzzle of AK vibrated too much. Even if you can kill the pig, it will be rotten meat in the end."

Paul was half kneeling, pulling the trigger in his right hand and steadily dragging the muzzle of the gun in his left hand. His eyes, collimator and boar head looked very attractive.

Qin Shiou thought he would shoot a shot from the pig's eye into the story of the movie. As a result, Paul pulled the trigger and made a loud and clear bang. The bullet wiped the boar's head and shot it into its neck!

This shot was not fatal. The wild boar was shot and howled in pain. Now it could find the people on the other side.

I saw the wild boar staring at his big fierce eyes, four strong legs planing to the ground, and he was about to rush from the river. His two brown fangs were raised high, like two bayonets!

"Shit!" The people scolded together. The angry wild boar was not fun. They didn't want to eat roast wild pork. They stepped back and raised their guns.

At this time, a silver light flashed over the river. The wild boar just ran two steps, and his vigorous steps suddenly staggered. He ran seven or eight steps in the river and plunged into the middle of the river.

Just above the boar's head, the tail feathers of a three edged sharp arrow trembled violently. Only half a meter long sharp arrow was left outside, and the others disappeared into the boar's head!

Qin Shiou lowered his bow and breathed. The people looked at him in shock. Then the beard screamed, "Oh, God, my baby!"

The AK-47 was thrown on the beach by Qin Shiou. Just at the critical moment, he threw away his gun, took down the pulley bow on his back, picked up an arrow and walked through the Yang.

It took him less than two seconds to throw the gun, catch the bow, draw out the arrow and finally shoot. Everyone didn't see it clearly. Now when I think about it, I was shocked by his explosive power.

"Oliver Quinn? Eagle eye? " Paul asked in surprise.

Quinn is the green arrow man. The eagle eye has a bigger background. He is the first arrow expert in the avenger alliance. He can fight against heroes with only a pulley bow.

Five or six people went down the river, shouted trumpets and dragged the fat boar ashore.

Someone went to pull the arrow on the boar's forehead, but they didn't pull it out. This group was even more surprised. How powerful was Qin Shiou's arrow just now?

The sharp arrow pierced the boar's cerebellum and brain stem, so it couldn't maintain its balance and died soon.

A young man raised an eyebrow at Paul and said with a smile, "Captain, why is your moxinagan so bad? Fortunately, Qin's arrows are fast, otherwise we won't have wild boar meat today. "

Paul smiled awkwardly, "I aimed very accurately. Unexpectedly, I missed."

Nelson was speechless. He took one of the four famous guns in World War II from a distance of more than 20 meters. Can he still miss?

Qin Shiou didn't think it was anything. He patted Nelson on the shoulder and whispered, "not everyone is a sniper of the special forces like you."

Then I studied it and found that Paul was not to blame for his poor shooting skills. The boar's mane was one by one from a distance, but I found it from a close look, because it often scratched on the maple tree and was covered with syrup. In this way, it usually rolls and drills through the jungle and mountain streams, with thick sand and stones accumulated on its hair, as if it was wearing a layer of armor.

The thing on the boar's head was thicker, and Paul's gun was hit obliquely, hoping to cause as much trauma in his head as possible. As a result, the bullet didn't go in. It was like rubbing on a helmet. It was wiped away and shot into the neck of a wild boar.

However, it also reflects from the side how powerful Qin Shiou's arrow is!

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

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

Qin Shiou didn't care. He went to clean up the big mouth bass. First, he killed the school and cleaned the internal organs. Then he smeared the seasoning slurry made of chopped scallion, garlic and ginger, put it on the grill and began to bake.

Nelson is the main knife. With the help of others, they unloaded a pig hind leg and painstakingly cut off a strip of fresh and tender tenderloin. "The pig leg is cut and roasted, dipped in salt and stewed with tenderloin."

After climbing the mountain all morning, everyone had a good appetite. The smell of grilled fish first filled out. Paul and others swallowed their saliva and approached Qin Shiou with a shy face and asked, "man, why is the fish so delicious?"

"Because I used the Chinese secret sauce." Qin Shiou said carelessly, concentrating on roasting the fish and constantly brushing oil and sauce on it. The whole bass was burnt yellow, but the meat inside was snow-white and tender.

Nelson smiled and said, "boss, your fish roasting skills are better than Sark."

Qin Shiou nodded coarsely and said, "shack, that guy can roast meat. He can roast fish. He's worse than me. By the way, how about the pig?"

"Pure wild boar, the taste of meat will not be very bad, but it is estimated that it will not be delicious." Nelson shook his head. "It's quite big. I estimate it's more than 500 pounds."

One pound is close to one kilogram, and more than 500 pounds is about 500 kilograms. Considering how long the domestic top is to be sold to 300 kilograms, this guy is really not small.

Canadians, like Americans, don't like the strong meat of wild boar. They like the meat that bites into their mouth like ice cream and melts like cattle. In addition, wild boar meat has a fishy smell, so they don't like it.

On the contrary, wild boar meat, whether cooked in soy sauce or dried in the sun, is a top delicacy. What you eat is that strength!

After cooking a pot of meat, the party drank some soup and didn't eat it. Instead, it was Qin Shiou's roast fish. These guys divided it up at the first time, and then they ate roast pig leg without roast fish.

They didn't care about what they ate. They bit and threw one piece. Qin Shiou was distressed when they saw it.

Qin Shiou found a big stone to lean against. The lunch box was full of roast or cooked wild boar meat. The roast meat was directly dipped in salt. The wild boar meat was mixed with chili sauce and vinegar. He thought it tasted great.

After dinner, Paul and others began to burn guns. The river was vast and no one would be injured by mistake, so they loaded bullets and began to scatter aimlessly. For a moment, the gunfire crackled, frightening the animals ready to drink in the river to flee everywhere.

A big man also brought an m60a1. He hung the bullet belt, aimed at an American white oak that was thick and thin, and pulled the trigger to start shooting wildly.

Qin Shiou saw someone playing machine gun for the first time, because it was basically impossible to buy. Canada relaxed gun control, but machine gun management was strict.

Nelson looked at him with his arm for a while and said, "his posture is very standard. Either he came out of the army or he is a gun shop owner."

Qin Shiou asked later, this man is really a gun shop owner, and Nelson used to go with him.

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