(At the end of the month, I think everyone has more monthly passes, call for a few to try~~)

"There are only 3 professional taximy workers working on this work in all of Australia. Therefore, to make a cow head specimen, you have to make an appointment in advance. It takes at least 8 months to make such a specimen, plus the shipping time, etc., and you will have to wait at least 9 months before you can put the specimen at home. ”

Brad couldn't bear to pour cold water, but the truth was so cruel.

After listening to this, Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh, wait for 9 months, wait for 9 months, this is as anxious as conceiving a child.

Since they were carrying the head of a wild buffalo, they had to pause their hunting this time, and at least get all the prey back to the car, otherwise they would be easily targeted by flies.

Brad complained more than once about the flies in his pasture, and he learned how to make a fly trap from Wang Hao, but without Wang Hao's help in expelling the technique, the effect was naturally not very great.

Considering Brad's physical condition, Wang Hao carried the bull's head on his shoulders alone, and the weight of more than 200 catties did not affect him much.

In the past, this weight was enough to crush him, and with the nourishment of the magic in his body, he became an out-and-out strong man, and it was not visible from the outside, without the strong muscles of a weightlifter, and there was no amazing disc.

Brad originally wanted to help, but after seeing Wang Hao's unchanged face, he gave up this idea, "You are very similar to me when I was young, and you have endless strength." ”

After returning to the place where the wild boar was hunted, Brad's hound remained loyal to the place, and he barked twice in excitement. Flicking his tail vigorously.

Brad crouched down and cut off the skinniest chop from the boar. "Our lunch today will be Australian-style fried pork."

Wang Hao was a little surprised, didn't he say that wild boars can't be eaten? That's what he'd always thought.

saw Wang Hao's doubts. Brad explains: "It's not that it's inedible, it's better not to eat it. Because no one knows if these wild boars have parasites or something. But you Chinese are still afraid of this? I heard that you don't even spare pangolins, what else can't you eat. ”

When I think about it like this, I fly in the sky, swim in the water, run on the ground, and eat what I see, the great foodie country is so awesome. The thought of eating pork chops is really exciting, and I am tired of eating beef and mutton. The meat quality of the wild boar is definitely not bad.

Lunch is relatively simple, wild boar meat is fried and grilled, and it is quite distinctive with Australian condiments.

"Can you help me get the pig's trotters and ribs down, I think I can make braised pig's trotters or something." Wang Hao suggested on the side and said, braised with wild boar trotters, it must taste good. Of course, he doesn't know how to cook this dish at all, he just wants to find a chef.

The helicopter stopped in an open field not far away, when the pilot, Hank, saw a minotaur approaching from a distance. The whole was amazed. For from his vantage point, the horns of the bison were so conspicuous that they almost covered the young man's body.

Hank couldn't help but take out his phone and take a picture from afar, showing the young man walking with his back to the sun. The face is dark, but with the bull's head on his shoulder, it looks particularly rough and savage, and there is an unexpected effect.

"Hank. You help us transport the loot back to the villa first, and let the chef prepare today's lunch. That's the raw material. Brad put the cut pork chops and the pig's trotters that Wang Hao had named for him in the prepared box.

This is a typical young man from northern Australia, 28 or 9 years old. With a beard and eyes glowing with enthusiasm under a wide-brimmed cowboy hat, Hank's muscles are a bit like that of a bodybuilder.

Looking at the pile of pig's trotters with some puzzlement, Hank asked, "No problem, but I want to know what these pig's feet are used for, can they be eaten?" ”

Carefully placing the bison head on the ground, Wang Hao said with a smile: "Of course you can eat it, you can ask the chef to google the method, I won't know it anyway." ”

Seeing the helicopter take off and leave, Wang Hao sat on the grass without any image, he looked at the excited little black mastiff and rubbed the little guy's head with his hand.

"Wait a minute, would you like to experience the thrill?" Brad said seductively, pointing to the sky: "Hunt in the sky." ”

Wang Hao was a little dazed, he didn't understand what it meant, so he simply asked, "Then how do you operate?" ”

Brad said mysteriously: "Hunting in a helicopter, do you want to try it?" ”

This sounds very interesting, Wang Hao nodded, of course you have to try such an exciting thing, you are here to experience this kind of life.

While the two were talking, with a roar, the light helicopter piloted by Hank landed in the middle of the grass not far away.

"Get ready to get on the helicopter, and the hounds will let them rest here." Brad patted the blades of grass on his body and slowly walked over there.

Hank, the pilot, wearing sunglasses and headphones, waved to the two in a friendly manner in the cabin.

Wang Hao felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, it seemed that his exciting journey could be upgraded again, he strode into the plane, fastened his seat belt, held a shotgun, and prepared to take off.

Helicopters fly across the vast plains of southern Australia, the ground changing colour with the vegetation.

"Look, there's a wild boar in front left!" Hank lowered the plane to an altitude of less than 10 meters above the wild boar and motioned for Wang Hao to shoot.

The helicopter is moving, the wild boar is running, and the scope is no longer usable.

The shaking of the plane was very large, and it was accompanied by strong winds, which made it a little difficult for Wang Hao to hold the gun, but he did not flinch or make excuses because of this, but shot very calmly, changed the magazine, loaded it, and pulled the trigger.

Bang two shots, the wild boar fell to the ground, and the accurate and calm marksmanship made the driver can't help but whistle: "Well done!" ”

"This is your first time shooting from an airplane?" Hank asked, he was very surprised by Wang Hao's marksmanship, which was obviously trained in shooting.

Wang Hao touched the shotgun, he nodded and said, "Of course, I didn't know that hunting could be so easy." ”

"Man, do you know when I first flew on a hunting plane? It can't be aimed at wild boars at all, it often hits it in the open field, and it takes more than 30 bullets to hit it, these wild boars are very smart, and they will deliberately go around in circles to make people miss the vital point. Brad helplessly spread his hands, the gap between people is so big

"Hurry up, there's a herd of wild boars on the right, I'll turn a little bit and aim them head-on, so you can both fire." Hank carefully piloted the helicopter, while Wang Hao and Brad quietly aimed at their prey and seized the opportunity to kill the wild boar.

An hour of time flew by, Wang Hao touched his magazine, there was not much left, this hunting made him cool from beginning to end, along the way two people killed a total of more than 80 wild boars, what an amazing number!

No wonder wild boars are overflowing, there are so many on Brad's ranch on the surface, and many more have not been discovered, and the most important thing is that this is still the largest number, according to Hank, Brad once had an American friend who killed one hundred and five wild boars in an hour of plane hunting, which is definitely a joke! (To be continued......)