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Chapter 2 Hunting in the Mountains(1/2)

As he touched the military medal, Zhang's father smiled and laughed. Zhang Lang had always been the pride in his heart. The eight generations of poor peasants in the Zhang family really couldn't survive in their hometown, so he rushed to Guandong and came to the northeast under the leadership of his grandfather.

When I received Zhang Lang's letter, I knew that the whole village was in full bloom on the day he became the company commander. This was the first official from Xilong Village.

That night, the lights were brightly lit under the big locust tree. Everyone brought out the hidden wine at home and took out the meat for the New Year. They drank it happily and drank it until they were drunk.

Xilongzhuang is Zhang Lang's Zhuangzi. The farm is not big, with only more than one hundred families. There are only two surnames in the farm, Zhang and Dong.

According to legend, the old man from the Zhang family and the old man from the Dong family fled from Shandong Province to the northeast.

I settled down at the foot of Xilong Mountain next to the Great Wall. After nearly a hundred years of reproduction and growth, I developed into the current Xilong Village.

Xilong Mountain is located between the Yanshan Mountains and Daqing Mountains, and is also the place where Jizhou and Liao Province are bounded.

The mountains and waters are surrounded by mountains and waters. The Xilong Mountain in the north blocks the cold current that blows from the north, making Xilong Village not only like spring in all seasons, but at least it will not be as minus 20 to 30 degrees below zero like the Northeast. It is a bit like the climate in Shandong Province, with distinct four seasons.

Thanks to this outdoor mountain village like a peach garden, otherwise it would be nice if the Zhang Lang family was in such a situation, let alone the child was going to school.

You should know that half of the old man is poor, this old saying is not a mess.

Now Zhang Lang’s two younger brothers are just sixteen or seventeen years old. They earn labor points, but they only count half of the labor points. Eating is definitely not less than that of strong labor.

In Xilong Village, there was no five-sanitary name among a single surname. Although everyone was poor and had no money, they were backed by the mountains and had no shortage of food. Zhang Lang's four uncles, each of them could survive even if they gave them some food.

Zhang Lang chatted with his parents, and told everything he could do in the army over the years.

This also shocked Zhang's father and mother Zhang, and he never mentioned Zhang Lang's demobilization and transferred career again.

"Wolf cub! Last time you wrote to me that you were the company commander, and everyone in the village would celebrate you. This time you are back, no matter what..." Zhang's father said as he couldn't continue.

Zhang Lang understood that his father meant that he wanted to invite the whole village to have a meal together.

But when I thought that there was only a piece of wild boar meat the size of a palm left at home, I couldn't speak out if I treated her.

Zhang's mother began to wipe her tears again, "It's all her parents who are incompetent, let you suffer with it!"

"Mom! You raised us, how much trouble you have suffered, how much hardship you have endured, these... We will never repay you in our lifetime!" Zhang Lang knelt on the edge of the kang, hugging his mother, "Now your wolf cub has grown up, I will leave this family to me in the future, and you and your father are waiting to enjoy your happiness!"

"If you enjoy happiness or not, just watch you all get married, your father and I will die immediately."

"Mom! But Buxing is talking nonsense, why don't you die? When we get married, I will ask my mother to help us see the children!" Zhang Lang hurriedly interrupted Zhang's mother.

"Dad! The banquet still needs to be held. We can't let the villagers talk about it! I'll prepare the things for this! You'll have to do the rest!"

"Okay! My son is promising! You prepare something, Dad will arrange it for you!" Zhang's father stood up with his cigarette puddle and gritted his teeth.

"His father!" Zhang's mother felt sorry for spending money and wanted to stop it.

"Damn, it's the wolf cub that matters. The wolf cub is back. Take this opportunity to ask his aunt to have a wife!"

When Zhang heard that he would take care of his son's wife, Zhang's mother stopped him and began to urge Zhang Lang to prepare things, "That wolf cub, hurry up and buy things. It's almost dark, otherwise it's too late!"

The banquet in 1979 was simple, without saying that there were six plates and eight bowls, stewed meat in a large pot, and bought a few slices of white wine. Everyone gathered together to eat meat and drink with big bowls.

The village is poor and there is not even a sales agency. Fortunately, the neighboring village, Zhaojiabao, did not worry about having no place to make wine.

The matter was settled, and Zhang Lang took out fifty dollars from his backpack and handed it to the eldest sister, "Big sister, let's divide the work. You call Xiaoshu and Xiaohe to get wine, and give more!"

"Oh my god! So much money!?" The eldest girl screamed in surprise with the money.

"Wolf cub, where did you get so much money? You can't make mistakes!" Zhang's father asked worriedly.

"Dad, this is the allowance I have praised over the years, as well as the transfer fee and military merit bonus." Zhang Lang took out another handful of great unity and handed it to his mother.

"Mom, you can collect this money!"

"Oh! I'll keep it for you and tell you to use it for my wife." My mother took the money and said happily.

"Dad, mother, brother, I'm going to the little tree and the river to get wine." The eldest sister said and ran out happily.

"Dad, mom, are the hunting rifles still there at home? I'll get some meat back." Zhang Lang said to his parents.

"Here, wait, I'll get it for you!"

Not long after, Zhang's father walked out of the inner room with a gun.

Zhang Lang took the gun, skillfully pulled the bolt, and checked the performance of the gun. This gun often appeared in later TV series. The famous 38th Great Cover and the Japanese Guns were guns brought back by Grandpa Zhang Lang.

In this era, the country has not yet begun to ban guns, and there are a large number of guns hidden among the people, so it is not a big deal to have a 38-large hood at home.

The 38-Big Cover is the RB's 38 rifle, commonly known as the 38-Big Cover in China. This gun has high design accuracy, a 6.5mm caliber, and very strong penetration. It basically has two shots at a close distance.

It is precisely because of the strong penetration power of the 38th Great Cover that it is very popular among hunters in the mountains.

Zhang Lang checked very carefully. There is a saying that drowning people are all watery. No matter how good they are, you must be careful. This is a habit that Zhang Lang developed for many years as a scout. Details determine success or failure.

The most terrifying thing in the mountains is not the tiger, but the wild boar. People in the forest area in the northeast often say that one pig, two bears and three tigers.

Those who are familiar with wild boars know that wild boars like to roll in the mud and also like to rub the itch on the trees.

Which trees are more common in the mountains and forests in the northeast?

pine!

In summer, pine oil will be produced where pine trees are eaten by insects. When the sun is roasted, the pine oil will turn from solid to liquid. When wild boars rub against the tree, they will be covered with pine oil.

Rolling in the mud with pine oil, over time, the wild boar was covered with a layer of pine oil and mud.

Even the best hunters in the mountains are generally unwilling to provoke wild boars, and at most they are trying hard to the lonely wild boars.

Zhang Lang is skilled and brave, and today he is going to the wild boars.

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Follow the mountain road, slowly walked in, looking for traces of prey as you walked.

The forests in autumn are intertwined with yellow and green. The chrysanthemums in the grass are blooming brightly, adding a bit of vitality to the thick weeds. The chrysanthemums, the favorites of the forests in autumn, are yellow and pink, revealing fragrance and competing for beauty.

Zhang Lang was a scout in the army, and the company commander of the division's reconnaissance company. It was professional to find traces, no worse than the old hunter.

Soon, a row of footprints was found. Zhang Lang lowered his body to check, and then observed the broken grass around, and then walked slowly along the traces.

Not long after, the humming sound of wild boars making when they were foraging came out of a valley.

Zhang Lang walked for a long time before he came to the edge of the valley, spread the grass, and stretched his head to look into the valley.

Good guy, no wonder you can hear the sound from a distance. There are more than ten adult wild boars in the valley, with more than 30 small wild boars. The wild boar king is over a thousand pounds. His size is almost as big as a cow. It is a big herd of wild boars.

This is the first time Zhang Lang has seen such a big wild boar.

The wild boar king was lying on a female wild boar doing what he loved.

Zhang Lang was not in a hurry to shoot, and looked around to find a place to hide. Once the shot was fired, it would definitely alarm the Wild Boar King. Although Zhang Lang was confident that he would kill the Wild Boar King, it was really hard to see such a big Wild Boar King. He was killed just like this, and he was somewhat reluctant to let it go.

Zhang Lang also made a temporary decision, wanting to capture the wild boar king alive and keep it as a breeding pig.

Since he doesn't want to kill the Wild Boar King, he has to find a way out. The Wild Boar King will not be polite to him.

The largest tree nearby has a diameter of only about 30 cm and cannot withstand the collision of wild boars.

After searching for a long time, Zhang Lang turned his eyes to a protruding giant rock. The height of the rock was nearly ten meters, and it was a huge slump stone.

Zhang Lang slowly walked around, circled around the Wonniu Stone, and nodded with satisfaction.

This is also one of the survival rules of scouts. Protect yourself, and only by protecting yourself can you better complete the task.

After finding a way out, Zhang Lang began to hunt with confidence and boldness, and raised his hand to shoot the female wild boar under the Wild Boar King.

"Bang!"

The female wild boar under the wild boar king fell to the ground.

The Wild Boar King shivered so much that he was almost frightened to impotence.

Then he found that his beloved concubine was beaten to death. He was furious and forgot to be afraid. He howled around looking for the murderer who killed her beloved concubine.

Zhang Lang didn't care what the wild boar was thinking, and pulled the bolt, followed by another shot, and another wild boar fell to the ground.

At this time, the Wild Boar King also discovered Zhang Lang's traces.

The light of hatred appeared in his eyes, his two thick fangs, and his cold light was white.

He let out a howl and led the wild boars to charge towards Zhang Lang.

Savage collision is the ultimate skill of the wild boar. Faced with such an ultimate skill, even a tiger has to retreat.

Zhang Lang still shot calmly.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

Three shots were shot in a row and three big wild boars were fired into Zhang Lang's 20-meter cordon.

Zhang Lang turned around and ran towards Woniushi, while running while skillfully loading ammunition.

The capacity of the 38-large-covered bullet chamber is five rounds.

Five meters away, Zhang Lang had already completed the loading.
To be continued...
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