House Dad’s Literary Life

The power of the pager was a little over Yang Yu’s imagination. Barea blew for five or six minutes, and he heard some noise from the depths of the woods.

Yang Lan turned his head and looked at it. A coyote with a gray-black color and a similar size to the Huskies appeared in his field of vision. Obviously not a huskies, its tail is hairy, stout, and its mouth is sharp, and looks like a fox!

These details are also benefited from Yang’s vision of ordinary people. And he actually found it earlier than Barea, and Barea was a little slower than half a shot before he saw the appearance of the coyotes.

I saw that Barea continued to blow the pager quietly, raised the idea of ​​raising his hand to greet everyone, and pointed to the direction of the coyotes.

Sure enough, the coyotes are not acting alone! It was not just one end. Behind its tail, a little further away, there was another coyotes, and its erect ears exposed its position in the bushes.

Everyone was holding their breath and no more noise.

Although the advantage of the downwind and the distance can make Yang Yan their smell is not easy to be discovered by the coyotes, but if you speak, these coyotes who are as well-developed as the dogs will definitely find out, and these guys are very embarrassed and found No, it will generally slip away.

Barea took a picture of Doug and pointed him to the first coyotes. According to the previous agreement, Barea’s sign language meant that Doug and his people would deal with the first coyotes, and Barea helped them. Sweep the field and fill the gun. Subsequently, Barea took a picture of the Year of the Crane and pointed to the one that was farther away.

Mohe Nian and Doug and others all nodded. They took the guns in their hands and pointed at the two coyotes. Old Ford also picked up a rifle.

How can Yang Hao fall behind? In a kneeling position, he took the hunting bow from his back and had an arrow in his hand that he did not know when he had been drawn. He gently put the bowstring. However, he did not pull the bow, but waited for Barea. signal of.

To shoot at the same time, you can prevent another chance to escape!

However, at this time, the ink crane year that had already been targeted turned around and looked at Yang Lan and pointed him to the front.

The meaning of the old man is very obvious. He wants Yang Lan to deal with this coyotes, and he will not shoot himself.

In the year of the year, the ink crane still cares about his son-in-law. Don’t look at him, he will still be jealous, but he is thinking about Yang Lan everywhere. Yang Lan feels warm and nods to him.

Barea extended three fingers and began to count down.

"Three, two, one..." silent language.

As if the flag was falling, Yang Lan suddenly got up, and the bowstring of the hunting bow was instantly filled by him. The bow was bent for half a month, and the bowstring was tight. When it was released, it only paused for less than half a second.

"Hey!"

The humming of the archery was covered up by the sound of the guns of several cowboys, but the cold arrows were silently smashing the warm air, stepping across a long distance, immersed in The body of the target coyotes.

Barea took a gun and pressed her cheek against the gun body, raising her eyelids and staring at the two coyotes.

He didn't know whether Doug and Mohe's two teams could kill so many guns. He needs to judge that if the coyotes are not dead and want to escape, he will quickly fill the guns.

But the speed of the coyotes is not slow, especially as they get into the bushes and escape with the help of bushes, even experienced hunters like Barea can't be sure to hit.

That really wants them to escape!

Barea looked closely, paying particular attention to the far-off coyotes they were responsible for in the year of the ink crane. He knew that the year of the ink crane would let his son-in-law "test the hand" but use the bow and arrow? Barea feels that Yang Lan is more likely to miss his hand!

But what surprised Barea was that he saw the two coyotes react quickly when they heard the sound, but they were all late. They were one after the other, less than a few tenths of a second, and suddenly jumped and twitched, as if they were stunned. The sniper was in general... They were still struggling to run two steps, but in the end they couldn’t support it and finally fell to the ground.

Hit it!

Barea's face showed a smile. He put down his gun, pushed the safety bolt, and picked up the glasses hanging on his chest to check the condition of the two wolves.

The first one fell to the ground. What happened? Barea couldn't see it clearly, but the second one was interesting. It had an arrow in it. Obviously, the son-in-law of the ink-year-old girl shot it!

"Beautiful shooting, my friend!" Barea looked back in surprise, talking to Yang Lan.

"What?" Doug eagerly came over and asked, "Yang shot the coyotes?"

"Let's go and see!" Barea is not sure if Yang Hao's arrow is the key to killing the coyotes. Because it is too far away, he can't see the wound on the coyotes. He smiles easily and leads everyone to two. The place where the coyotes died was gone.

Of course, you can't take it lightly.

Barea took a long branch on the road, sharpened it with a knife, and poked two coyotes far away to ensure that they died, only to call everyone close to see.

The first thing I saw was the coyote they killed, and there was a fatal wound on the coyotes. Obviously, they were three of them, and one person shot it.

"Barnes hits." Barea opened the fur of the coyotes and was stained with red blood. He looked at the bullets that had been hit and made a judgment.

"Hey!" Barnes was the cowboy of Doug Farm. He heard it was his credit. He whistled and smugly raised the shotgun in his hand.

Later, Barea picked up the fat coyotes and dragged them to the other coyotes.

When everyone was close, it was discovered that there was only one wound in the coyotes of Zhongjian, which was the part that was shot by the arrow!

"The shot is very accurate!" Barea turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Lan. He pointed to the part of the arrow and said, "This is its lungs, a blow!"

Doug took the lead and raised his hand to Yang Lan.

Yang Lan smiled calmly, but he actually had some regrets in his heart. Yang Wei is aiming at the head of the coyotes, and also judges its displacement distance.

Yang Lan is also a daring artist. He wants to play tricks. After all, "headshot" is the most unsatisfactory way to hunt, and the chance of hitting the body is even greater! But high-risk can have high yields, so you can kill the hair and save its hair more completely.

It is a pity that although Yang Lan practiced for one day yesterday, he still couldn’t get the foundation of wearing a hundred steps in the past!

This arrow, he shot a bit biased, the arrow went to the coyotes' neck, strangely, perhaps the impact of the gun, the coyotes moved a little faster, and finally the arrow hit its lungs, Mistakes and misunderstandings are also a blow to the commandments.

But these are enough to make Doug feel amazed.

"The Chinese soldiers are powerful!" Doug sighed. "I finally understand why you are not willing to use a gun!"

"Chinese soldiers? Special forces? Marines?" Barea asked with interest.

"No, it’s just an ordinary soldier." Yang Xiao smiled. "Just I used to hunt, so I like archery."

They did not pursue it. Barea asked everyone to take pictures of the coyotes and then greeted them. They hanged two coyotes on a dead tree. He and the same experienced old Ford brought gloves and sharpened. A knife, sharply peeled off the wolf skin.

It seems that they really did not have less hunting. Just like Kenting, the cows quickly pulled open, pulled and brushed. After a while, the two wolf skins were peeled off by them and treated with special drugs. Packed in a carry-on bag.

Barea will return the two wolf belts, and after handling them, they will return them to Doug and Mohe years for their commemoration.

The body of the remaining coyotes was thrown into the forest by Barea and left to other animals. They couldn't pick up these wolves.

"Let's clean up and look for the next wolf!" Barea and Ford went to the forest stream to clean the blood, and Yang Hao naturally followed.

But did not expect, do not have to look for them, the coyotes themselves sent the door!

“Hey!” Barea and Yang Lan discovered at the same time that Barea greeted everyone to stop talking and pointed to the hillside on the other side of the stream.

Everyone is more skilled this time. They are looking for a stone shovel and hiding their body shape before they can look up.

Yang Lan was the earliest to discover, but he did not look at it. Now, after careful observation, he discovered that the two coyotes on the other side seemed to be doing something! They lie in the bushes, and the gray-black body is hidden.

"They are also hunting!" Barea repressed her inner excitement and answered Yang Lan's doubts with a small voice.

hunting? What is hunting?

Soon, the answer is out!

In the vision of Yang Lan, several white-tailed deer appeared. A big deer, the remaining three are young deer. The young deer is very small, as if it was not long before birth, the long legs, the trembling of the road, the seemingly frightening, there is always a feeling of being broken...

They are eating young sprouts of young bushes. The big doe is still vigilant, looking up from time to time, and the young deer have no precautions, split their hind legs, and bow their heads, rich and sweet buds attract their ideas, for the upcoming The danger is unaware.