It was already quite cold in the early autumn on the Snowy Peak Mountain, especially since the mountain was covered with snow all year round. Standing in the depths of this dense mountain made it even colder. A clear mountain spring flowed silently in the middle of the forest, and the waist-length shrubs were like the endless waves rolling on the sea, ready to devour everything without leaving a trace. Occasionally, an eagle glided across the sky, and its cry reached the clouds. The echo reverberated around the mountains for a long time, causing the Xiangxi Mountain, which was named after its long years of snow, to tremble slightly.
The young hunter, Mu Liangfeng, was lying in the bushes. He was holding a gun in his hand. No, to be precise, it wasn't called a gun. It was just a handgun used by the people for hunting. This kind of primitive self-made firearm was very powerful, but its effective range was less than 100 meters.
He was quietly waiting for his prey to appear. His expression was so focused and calm. In front of him was an open land without any trees obstructing him. He lay there motionless, wearing a gray cloth that blended into the early autumn forest. His target today was a wild boar that weighed about 150 kilograms. He had been chasing him for the whole morning. This black and rough guy seemed to have seen the world. It recognized the firearm in Mu Liangfeng's hand. Twenty minutes ago, it had confronted Mu Liangfeng from a distance for a full minute, but it had always stood outside the effective range of his firearm. Its eyes were fierce, and it shook its head with its mouth full of fangs, as if warning Mu Liangfeng that it was not a good person to bully.
Mu Liangfeng didn't fire. Without full confidence, he didn't dare to approach rashly, let alone fire. This was because he only had one bullet in his handgun. If he didn't hit his vital point with one shot, then this cunning and fierce wild boar would most likely take his life in the tens of seconds he had to change his bullet.
Wild boars and hungry wolves.
His grandfather had told him not to provoke a wild boar under any circumstances. Even the fiercest tigers, leopards, and jackals would be afraid of a wild boar in this state. However, Mu Liangfeng still wanted to give it a try. This fat and strong black wild boar could definitely be sold for a good price in town. That way, he could spend a warm winter in the mountains with his grandfather.
After a minute of confrontation with him, the black wild boar finally turned around and disappeared into the small forest opposite the open ground. The small forest was surrounded by low bushes. It was basically impossible to break out of the encirclement from this side.
Both sides were exhausted and were waiting for an opportunity. One wanted to successfully hunt, while the other wanted to counterattack or wait until nightfall to break out of the encirclement.
The black wild boar laid an ambush in the waist-high bushes of the forest. The cunning of this wild boar was beyond Mu Liangfeng's expectations. This was a rare sight in his ten years of hunting. He had been practicing marksmanship with his grandfather since he was nine years old. The grandfather and grandson had been in the forest, using a handgun and a two-foot-long machete to live the life of a professional hunter. His grandfather was a senior hunter who enjoyed a high prestige among the local hunters. He was good at shooting and was loyal and generous to others. He had the demeanor of an elder. This made him win the love of the local people. Even the richest man in the town, Liu Rengui, respected his grandfather.
For as long as Mu Liangfeng could remember, he had lived in the depths of this mountain with his grandfather. He had never seen his parents, nor had he heard his grandfather or anyone else talk about his parents. As time passed, Mu Liangfeng no longer took these things to heart.
"Whoosh!"
A voice came from the opposite grove, pulling him back to reality. He saw a small tree swaying, and then a black figure rushed down the left slope at lightning speed. No, it should be rolling down.
Mu Liangfeng was amused. He didn't expect the wild boar to play this trick on him. Mu Liangfeng knew that this was the wild boar's specialty. On the wild boar's favorite menu, there was a dish that was snake meat. When it came into contact with a python, the wild boar would drool and tease the python. The python was naturally not easy to deal with. It used its trump card to wrap around the wild boar. The wild boar just happened to beat it at its own game and rolled down the mountain like a ball. The wild boar's thick fur was naturally fine, but it had hurt the python. After a few rounds, its skin had already been torn. His entire body was limp, and he did not have the strength to resist at all. He could only watch helplessly as the shameless wild boar tore him apart and ate him piece by piece.
Seeing that the wild boar was about to escape, Mu Liangfeng lifted his musket and chased after it. Mu Liangfeng had just rested for a while and was full of energy. He walked quickly, but the poor wild boar was exhausted. It was frightened and rolled into a gully. Just as it was about to stand up and continue running, Mu Liangfeng's musket was already aimed at it from 50 meters away.
With a dull thud, the bullet " splashed " onto the wild boar's body. This was because the bullets of the handgun were different from the bullets shot by ordinary guns. The bullets were composed of tens of pea-sized iron sand and gunpowder. With the help of the thrust of the gunpowder, the iron sand was shot out like a huge net of bullets pouncing on the prey. The shorter the range, the more concentrated the net was, and the greater the natural lethality.
Mu Liangfeng had been practicing marksmanship with his grandfather since he was young. He had long mastered the essence of the old man's marksmanship. At a distance of 50 meters, the wild boar had no chance of survival. The net landed on the wild boar's body, and blood soaked its entire body. It struggled to get up, but it was powerless and fell heavily to the ground.
In the past, there was an old Hanyang gun at home. It had accompanied Mu Liangfeng for six years. He used that Hanyang gun to practice a magical marksmanship, which made the town's security team's children who played with guns admire him. Later, the gun exploded and was completely scrapped. He had no choice but to change to this musket. The town's security team also had a dozen guns of all kinds. There were Hanyang and Zhongzheng guns, as well as Sanba. Because he had a good relationship with the security team, Mu Liangfeng would go there to borrow guns whenever he had time.
Seeing that the wild boar was no longer a threat to him, Mu Liangfeng calmly sat two meters away from the wild boar and reloaded his bullets. He poured out some gunpowder from a horn hanging from his waist, then took out iron sand from another oil paper bag and filled the gun barrel. Then, he squeezed the gunpowder and iron sand together with a slender nail.
At this moment, the black wild boar suddenly used all its strength to roll over. It bared its fangs and bit at Mu Liangfeng's waist. This kind of wild boar had endless strength, and it used all its strength. If it was really bitten, it would definitely die. Mu Liangfeng could even smell the wild boar's stench. Fortunately, his reaction was sharp. He jumped to the side and dodged the fatal blow. When he turned around, the wild boar was already dead.
In the ancient forest, all the trees were like withered bones, but it was so quiet that only the air was slowly flowing. Looking at the dead wild boar, Mu Liangfeng began to feel a little scared. He threw the fire gun to the side and suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion.
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