Chapter 46: Hunters and Hounds

After Uncle Wang Deshun was injured by a wild boar last time, the village wanted to organize a group of young adults to search for wild boars around the village.

However, every household in the village was busy for a while, and it was not the season when wild boars were flooded, so no one supported them, only a few hunters, with hunting dogs, were busy in the surrounding area for a few days.

It's just that the wild boar is too cunning, and the big boar that hurt people is gone, and the one that Wang Ping'an killed is only more than 180 catties, which is a half-sized wild boar, and it can't be compared with the one that hurt people.

According to eyewitness descriptions, the wild boar that hit and injured people should have weighed more than 300 catties, and it was an adult purebred wild boar that had grown fangs.

Now this besieged wild boar is only more than 100 catties, similar to the one that Wang Ping'an stoned to death, with a white pattern on its head, and it is also a hybrid wild boar.

The vision is not good at night, and experienced hunters will not choose to fight wild boars at night, and now that the fight is so fierce, there must be other reasons.

The barking of hounds and the barking of wild boars mingled for miles in the silence of the night.

Wang Ping'an's gaze was strengthened by the Body Sculpting Pill, and by the moonlight, he could see a very far place at night.

The hounds themselves are trained and very well coordinated, and under the orders of the hunters from time to time, they surround the wild boar to death, and from time to time add some scars to it.

"Sparrow, you learn a little, see how people fight, don't go home with an injury all day long, you are not ashamed, I am ashamed. ”

"The next time I get something good, I'll give you some of it, so that you can strengthen your body and become a super dog. ”

"Wang!" the big yellow dog glanced at Wang Ping'an in confusion, isn't the super dog a dog?

Isn't the salted fish that turns over a salted fish?

The hillside terraces in the north are very gentle, because it is a small piece of land, and there are people who grow everything, some people grow watermelons, some people grow bud rice, some people grow sorghum, and some people grow small peppers, rape, sweet potatoes and so on.

In the crevices of the mountains, there are also some half-planted and half-wild fruit trees, which are very obscured from view, but it is difficult to see where the hunters are hiding.

The wild boar suddenly let out a howl, rolled on the spot, rolled out more than ten meters, escaped from the hunting dogs, and then crawled with a roll, and ran diagonally down.

Knocked down a sorghum field, rolled over a field of budding rice, and finally fled to a watermelon field with a wide field of vision, chased by eight or nine hounds.

Although the watermelon field that escaped into was Wang Youjun's family, it was already very close to Wang Ping'an, and even closer to his own watermelon field.

His own watermelons are so valuable, he is reluctant to be harmed by wild boars, and he doesn't want these hunting dogs to go in and harm them.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an had already lifted a big stone and was ready to throw it at any time.

At this moment, I heard someone shouting on the mountain in the distance: "Erbao, get out of the way, the wild boar is almost over, and my hound can't stop it." ”

This voice is somewhat familiar, it is the hunter Wang Jiefang in the village, who used to be a soldier, and after returning from the army, he became a full-time hunter, with a somewhat withdrawn personality, doing things at a glance, and rarely joking, but he has a good reputation in the village.

"Why don't you shoot?" Wang Ping'an could see that he was holding a shotgun in his hand, shooting from such a distance, it should be a safe distance.

"Can't shoot, hurt my dog, what should I do?" Wang Jiefang's voice was a little anxious, with his sight, he felt that the wild boar was too close to Wang Ping'an, only a few hundred meters away.

"Call your dog back and I'll clean it up. Wang Ping'an held the stone and told the hunter that he could put the wild boar in order.

"......" Wang Jiefang was too lazy to respond, thinking that this product was a fool.

The first is that the hunting dog is bloody and can't call it back, and the second is that the hunting dog is really called back, and the wild boar won't kill you fool.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiefang didn't dare to delay time, and quickly ran down the hill and approached the wild boar, hoping to find a suitable shooting opportunity to completely solve the wild boar.

The wild boars and hounds fought more and more, the wild boars shed a lot of blood, and the hounds were also injured, but none of them flinched, they were all desperately trying their best.

It's just that the watermelon field, which is a battlefield, suffers, and the ripe watermelons are like blisters, which explode when touched, and the bright red juice splashes, increasing the fierceness of the battle.

Closer, closer.

Wang Ping'an saw a huge wild boar steel clip on the right leg of the wild boar, with a metal chain, making a rattling sound.

No wonder when the wild boar fled for his life, his posture was so strange, it turned out that he was already injured.

I finally understood why the hunter king was liberated and chased wild boars at night.

Try to get rid of it while it's hurt, or it will be even more hostile and aggressive in the future.

Woohoo, woohoo!

The big yellow dog barked and was eager to join the battle and kill the wild boar.

Wang Ping'an grabbed the hair on his neck and pulled it back.

"Don't go and help, you're not trained to cooperate. Wang Ping'an persuaded.

The big yellow dog didn't listen, still struggling to go, the day before yesterday the wild boar it failed to show its might, very regretful in his heart, it wants to show its master today its fighting talent.

Wang, let go, let go of me quickly, when I see the wild boar, I can't control my memory.

Wang, I'm super fierce!

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters......

The wild boar over there is already about to flee to Wang Ping'an's watermelon field.

Hunter Wang Jiefang is not worried about the compensation of the watermelon field, but he is very worried about Wang Ping'an's safety.

When a hunter accidentally damages the crops in the village while hunting, there is no need to compensate for minor cases, and for serious ones, the village committee pays for compensation.

But if you accidentally injure someone's life, you will not only have to pay compensation, but you may also go to jail.

Seeing that Wang Ping'an did not listen to persuasion, he did not realize the danger at all, and the wild boar was getting closer and closer to him, and he did not dare to wait.

Wang Jiefang blew the whistle to recall the hounds, and at the same time raised his gun and aimed at the wild boar.

The nine hunting dogs, when they heard the order to recall, they were just stunned, took two steps back, and turned their heads to look back at Wang Jiefang.

Seeing that victory is imminent, they rarely get recall orders, so there is some confusion.

After this hesitation, the wild boar, which was already tired and half dead, got up again and rushed out of the encirclement.

"Okay! The safe distance has been opened!" Wang Jiefang secretly screamed, raised his shotgun, and had already spotted the wild boar.

At the same moment, Wang Ping'an had already let go of the big yellow dog, picked up the stone at his feet, and smashed it at the wild boar dozens of meters away.

The wild boar "hummed and hummed", it was already tired and dizzy, and it was scared when it saw a person and a dog dozens of meters away.

But its escape speed has soared, and it is impossible to change its direction, and it is impossible to change it in this life.

It just wanted to play a thrilling trick and rushed past Wang Ping'an and the big yellow dog.

But a huge shadow, like a meteor, came head-on, what the hell is it?

With a loud bang, the wild boar felt a lot of small stars in front of him, and hot liquid poured out of the middle of his head, blurring his eyes in an instant.

Rumble!

The familiar sound of a shotgun sounded from behind him a second late, and the wild boar was extremely confused, had human weapons advanced to such an extent?

It's terrible to shoot from behind, but the bullet appears from the front.

I knew this was the case, and I starved to death on the mountain and didn't come down.