Chapter 210

Sir, why don't you rush into Daxi mountain with two firewood knives? It's really to feed the wolves.

While Zhao fan was frowning and thinking about countermeasures, the lame man looked at old man Zhang and said, "just prepare me a dagger and two ox horns."

Zhao fan was stunned. Did you look sick and look at the lame man. NIMA played house. Take a dagger to kill game and roast?

But then again, it's a good idea. Wild rabbits and wild chickens make people drool when they think about it.

Old man Zhang squinted up and down at the cripple for a while, and then said, "when did you get back?"

"For many years, I may be a little rusty, but I can cope with it." The lame man smiled.

Zhao fan was confused. Sir, why didn't these two people speak clearly? Did they come true, holding a dagger and carrying two ox horns into Daxi mountain?

Lying in a trough, pretending to be cannibals to scare who?

Who knows, old man Zhang nodded and said, "OK, you go to Puzhen. There are things you want in my hometown. I'll call my little rabbit and give it to you. In addition, he can also show you the way."

"Now the cement road from Heifeng town to Xijiang town has been built. It can be there in an hour at most."

Zhao fan was stunned and lay in the trough. It seems that the leaders of Xiushui County don't eat dry food. They really repaired the cement road. There was a flood in Xijiang town two years ago. Good guy, it took three or four hours for the car to arrive.

Seeing that Zhao fan got into the car with a sunspot, and then went away gradually, old man Zhang stood by the side of the road with a pipe in his mouth, stared at the depths of Daxi mountain, and muttered, "they all say one pig, two bears and three tigers, but the overlord in the jungle has always been a man, especially a well-trained soldier."

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At the edge of Daxishan mountain, looking at old man Zhang's son's return and taking care of cattle and sheep, Zhao fancai looked at the lame's equipment with suspicion and said, "are these things used?"

Now the cripple is carrying an ox horn bow made of ox horn and several arrows. This ox horn bow was already like this when the old man and his son took it out. There is no bow string. The cripple made the bow string with the best ox tendon. Zhao fan also pulled it, and the thread doesn't move directly.

Mahler, what can this thing do?

There is also a dagger, like a military thorn on TV, which looks like it is not used all year round and rusty.

The most deterrent is the firewood chopper held tightly in Zhao fan's hand.

The cripple handed Zhao fan the backpack in his hand, which contained the rations of the two people and some things that needed to be used on the road. Then he followed the sunspot in front and responded: "in fact, it doesn't work when it rains. It's not easy to use these things."

Zhao fan can see that old man Zhang is also a veteran. Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as military thorn?

"Can it be true that there are jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards?" Zhao fan looked at the lame man's alert expression and was afraid.

The lame man shook his head and said, "it's impossible for tigers and leopards. Moreover, in the jungle, the most terrible things are not tigers and leopards."

"Could it be a boar and a bear blind?" Zhao fan tilted his lips and remembered what old man Zhang said.

Looking at the front, from zero lush, sheep intestines path, who knows how far to go to see Xiuhe?

Moreover, Zhao fan secretly said that he was strange in his heart. Being a soldier on dog day was different. He carried such a large ox horn bow and climbed up the mountain. His face was not red and breathless. He was not like himself. His legs trembled in half an hour.

"You're really right." The lame man smiled: "there has always been a saying of one pig, two bears and three tigers in the jungle. Look at those pine trees, which will secrete a kind of rosin. Wild boars often scratch, and the rosin will stick to the wild boar, and then roll on the ground, and a lot of gravel will stick to it."

"So, some wild boars can't get in even if it's a spray, because wild boars have tusks. If they really want to run and are hit head-on, a cow can be killed."

"This kind of beast bears a grudge and doesn't even want to provoke the tiger."

Zhao fan is a little surprised. He has a long fucking experience. One pig, two bears and three tigers. Is that how they rank?

Anyway, Zhao fan doesn't believe it. The tiger is the king of beasts. It's common to kill wild boars and bear blind people.

After going deep into Daxi mountain for most of the day, it was already the afternoon. Zhao fan was tired and panting. Finally, he saw the distant place, the lower reaches of the limpid Xiuhe river.

"Dog day, see the city and walk the dead." Zhao fan muttered, "it's estimated that when we get to the Xiujiang River, it's already dark. Shit, I'm scared at the thought of spending the night in the mountains and forests. There are more wild animals at night?"

The lame man also took a look. Although he could vaguely see the Xiuhe River, he couldn't even hear the sound of water. He must have a lot of way to go, so he said as he walked: "making a fire can drive away wolves, but it can't drive away wild boars and bear blind people."

"As long as we stay away from the wind, we should not meet the blind bear, because the blind bear has poor eyesight and attacks by smelling the smell. If we are behind it, it may be all right. If we are in front of it, it will soon find you and tear you up."

Zhao fan shuddered. The special forces are really knowledgeable. They even know such unpopular things.

Suddenly, the sunspot's two hind legs suddenly kicked, "whew" ran out. Zhao fan subconsciously shouted, "sunspot, come back!"

The lame man waved his hand and said, "don't worry, it's just a small animal. I think we're going to have game. Hey, this dog is good."

Zhao fan was stunned. Sure enough, in a few minutes, the sunspot ran happily with a pheasant in his mouth, put it at Zhao fan's feet and wagged his tail, as if asking for merit.

"Tut tut." Zhao fan touched the sunspot's head strangely and said, "good guy, it has to be two or three kilograms. Dog day, sunspot God!"

Really, Zhao fan has never seen that this black dog has hidden such a hand!

The lame man tied up the pheasant and hung it around his neck. As he walked forward, he said, "don't you see that Lao Zhang is also a veteran. This dog is obviously trained and trained in the way of a police dog."

If so, Zhao fan is also a little surprised. This old thing is hidden deep enough. After knowing him for so long, he doesn't even know that he is a veteran.

However, according to Lao Zhang's age, should he be a veteran in the 1970s and 1980s?

Finally, he came to a mountain and took a look at the Xiuhe River in the distance. Zhao fan was slightly disappointed and said, "it's clear and flawless. If it's really different from what I think, I'll eat it for nothing. I've lost my leg. I haven't climbed the mountain for many years. My legs tremble."