Chapter 39: There are so many details

Cho Chung-kui immediately joined the nervous BGM in the background.

The audience was also cheered up by the phrase "Shangsao" and began to get excited.

"Hurry! Tonight's dinner is up to you!"

Wang Kui shouted two words in a low voice and quickly followed.

The big belly runs ahead, and the muscular limbs flash back and forth in the bushes, sniffing once or twice from time to time, stopping and thinking for half a second, and then continuing to run.

With a sensory quality of 173.4%, it has extremely keen search ability.

A minute passes.

Wang Kui finally found footprints on the ground.

It was like a small "V" shaped footprint on the ground with two little fingers, arranged in pairs and extending all the way to the north, drawing a straight line.

The alpine soil is very hard and dry, and it is extremely difficult to leave imprints, which is why he has not found any shoe prints along the way.

If there are shallow traces left, it must have just passed!

"Hares go out foraging and usually only walk in a straight line, so we can't go wrong with this direction!"

"The key to finding hares is experience, they often come out of the burrow at the active time, generally in the early morning and dusk, the feeding point is mostly near the water source, where the trees and grass are abundant, such grass is more tender, but also provides them with shelter and a sense of security. ”

In the process of running, Wang Kui pinned the 360 recorder to the shoulder strap, slowly removed the recurve hunting bow from the quick-release buckle on the side of the backpack.

"This is a recurve bow I carried this time, compared to the straight draw bow, it has a higher muzzle velocity, theoretically speaking, the accuracy and power of the modern compound bow is the highest, but the temperature in the snow-capped mountain area is low, the environment is harsh, and the compound bow has too many parts, which is easy to break. ”

"The recurve bow is divided into competitive and hunting, the competition is equipped with sights, but the pull is small, the lethality is low, my is a standard American hunting bow, the pull force is 45 pounds, the effective range of fire is 100 meters, enough to deal with any creature below medium to large size. ”

Before he set off, he had already installed the hunting bow.

The big head of a good bow is expensive on the blade.

Wang Kui's photo, close to a height of one meter five, aerospace carbon fiber and rock maple pressed recurve bow piece, light and hard, with natural carbon fiber lines on it, mysterious and abnormal, with pure black carbon alloy grip, 16 strands of yellow and green camouflage nylon bow rope, like a pitch-black ghost.

Because most of the whole body is made of carbon, it is very light to hold.

Are all hunters masters of playing bows?]

[I feel that there are so many details of Lao Kui's hunting!]

[What about me playing against faker?

[Experience, details, and physical fitness are all available!]

"Giggle......"

At this time.

The big jaw suddenly stopped, grinding his teeth, and at first glance, he made a discovery.

He hurriedly squatted down, found a bush, took out the outdoor binoculars hanging on his chest, and looked carefully from left to right.

Really.

In the foreground right, under a thick bush, there was a brownish-gray hare, with its head down, nibbling on a tender grass stalk.

"See, north-east, about thirty meters away from me......"

"I can't go in this distance, there is too little grass in the alpine land, uphill to see downhill, there is a natural angle advantage, rabbits are goblins and goblin animals, big belly, you go up!"

Putting down the binoculars, Wang Kui beckoned, let the big belly move first, and hit the hand and the dog cooperated.

As soon as it licked its tongue, it lowered itself and slowly circled towards the bush where the hare was.

The big belly has flesh pads on all four legs, and although it is not as thick as that of felines, it is much quieter than human shoes.

Dogs are experts at playing with smells, and hounds are even more so.

So it certainly won't be so easy for a hare to smell.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

Wang Kui held his breath, held the bow in his left hand, and took out a pure carbon arrow in his right hand, which slowly rested on the suede arrow platform at the grip.

Zhao Zhongheng began to insert the bgm of "Heat Miser", the faint piano rhythm, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded, which suddenly raised the tension of the scene, with Wang Kui's slowly stretched bowstring, the kind of nylon fiber tensioned damping, to the extreme!

Five meters!

The hare suddenly raised his head, as if he had found something.

"Tsuki——!"

Knowing that he had been discovered, he barked and roared, his limbs were slammed to death, and he clicked and clicked to the ground three times, running and flying wildly, setting off a puff of dust and smoke!

Shout!

The sudden attack frightened the hare all over, his ears clamped, his hind legs kicked the ground hard, and he jumped in a hurry.

Among the trees.

The hare flickered back and forth with the shadow of the big belly.

But what it doesn't know is that little by little it is being pushed south.

And the position in the south, Wang Kui is in!

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

In the shot, Wang Kui holds the bow handle obliquely, his three fingers are filled, and the center of the arrow is aimed at the direction of the hare's running.

Move.

Move again.

At this moment, the music came to an abrupt end!

It's as if everything around you is frozen!

Out.

Finger loose, arrow out!

Hmmm——!

The pure carbon arrow was like a black light, and between the thunder, it had already flown in front of the hare!

The translucent rabbit eye iris, under the light, reflects the black shadow, like a dead god, getting bigger and bigger!

"Twitter——!"

With a shrill scream, the hare disappeared into the grass in the blink of an eye.

"Big Cheek!"

Wang Kui roared loudly, jumped out of the bushes in an instant, and pulled out an arrow from the ground, and there was blood on it: "This arrow is extremely badly injured! ”

"As I said before, many hunters are just because of greed, lost, injured, and attacked by wild beasts, too much, wait for 30 seconds, after 30 seconds, the internal organs will inevitably make it stop, and when the hormones retreat, the pain of the wound, the weakness of bleeding, the fear of death, the three mountains will definitely crush it!"

Table.

He pinched the seconds of his smartwatch.

When the sailors saw this scene, they were so impressed that they threw themselves to the ground.

Wang Kui is too good at the beast, both physically and mentally!

"It's time!"

He rubbed the black blood on the arrow's yellow-green trouser leg and re-mounted his bow.

The big belly came up and sniffed it, licked it, and the pirate's red eyes immediately flashed with excitement: "Hmmm!"

Roar.

It quickly followed the smell of blood wafting through the air, and chased westward.

Wang Kui took the hunting bow and ran wildly behind, the altitude sickness made his breathing extremely rough, and the breath hit the radio of the 360 recorder, so that the sailors could feel the fierceness in his bones through the screen!

It's a beast hunting!

A real descending tiger!

The distance is getting closer!

Because there are more and more dazzling blood stains on the ground!

The big belly was extremely excited, opened his bloody mouth, and roared again and again, like a deadly death knell that had been sounded, echoing in the spruce forest leaves!

Finally!

The hare could not bear it anymore and jumped out from behind the trunk of an arbor in fright, trying to continue to escape.

It's a pity that the serious injury to the ribs makes it react extremely slowly!

Shout!

Another deadly black light, like a nail gun, "clicked" and nailed the hare to the ground.

"Tsk!"

The hare was still making its final struggles, and the pain caused its body to spasm and tremble.

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!"

Wang Kui walked up to the hare, pulled out the zero-degree tolerance hunting knife tied to his thigh with his hand, click, the blade popped out, the cold cold light flashed, and the hare did not move, "Rest well!"