Chapter 18: The Hunt (1)

A merciless bullet struck a pair of black-winged stilts that were snapping, and the male bird was knocked away and rolled in the air, and two beautiful slender red legs drooped beside him and danced lifelessly.

"Oh, Mr. Gao Yi, I must say, you are really very unkind to love!" Emilia Grisen's eyes took off her bird's goggles and sneered at Gao Yi in French. Listening to Gao Yihan's hair standing on end, this is really the rhythm of completely treating the husband around him as air.

"I just don't want to see untimely love. The love that was supposed to happen in Siberia started in Wusongkou in advance, in the wrong place and at the wrong time, which means that their children will be born anywhere on the way to the migration, which means that they will never reach their destination, which means that they cannot obtain enough food and accumulate enough energy to fly across the ocean again and return to their homeland. A wrong love will inevitably lead to a tragic ending, and I just help them reduce their pain and end this tragic life early. ”

Gao Yi withstood the two hot and slightly angry gazes of Mrs. Gritson behind him, and completed the actions of throwing the shell, loading the bullet, and reaiming. In the gap in the ruler, the female bird flew away from the sound of the gunfire without looking back.

"Ha, unseemly love, it's one of the best love topics I've ever heard! Let me help them sleep together forever! As he spoke, Gresheng next to Gao Yi fired a shot. None of the females have lost a single feather.

Another shot rang out from behind the side, this time from de Messier. He walked a little behind their flank, staggering the firing line.

However, the French career officer's marksmanship did not seem to be very good, and after the gunshot, the female bird was still flying peacefully in Gao Yi's crosshairs.

Gao Yi took a deep breath, held his breath, pulled the trigger, and the body of the gun pushed his upper body to tremble slightly, and the female bird suddenly seemed to have been whipped, spun around, and fell headlong towards the shallows.

"Good shot!" Grissen and de Messier cheered in unison.

Grissen gestured to the three curly-haired hounds, who were already impatient, and they immediately rushed towards their prey. Two of the males found the sand and turned back, while the other jumped into the water and swam towards the females without hesitation. This breed of dog has a waterproof fur that dries quickly and is specially trained to hunt waterfowl.

"I have a different view of love," de Messier said, "it is the only beautiful thing in our lives, and when I fall in love with a woman, there is nothing in the world around her......" he said these words with a feeling of faith, as if there was a concrete presence of love before his eyes.

Gao Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally someone took the initiative to stand up and take Mrs. Grissen's firepower. He invited de Messier to go out hunting with him this time, mainly to reward him for helping to find out the inside information of the military, but he didn't expect to plant willows unintentionally, but the willow branches themselves began to sprout. It can be seen that this guy is also fighting hard to find a new long-term meal ticket, although he may not be able to hunt Mrs. Grissen's body and mind, but at least he can harass her, so that she can't spare time to harass others. As for whether Grisheng's head will turn green, it is not something that Gao Yi needs to care about, as long as he ensures that this green hat is not given away by himself, it is already considered benevolent and righteous. To be honest, flies don't bite seamless eggs, and if this kind of thing happens, the husband also needs to bear part of the responsibility.

Gao Yi and his group returned to camp around ten o'clock, and they had a lot of harvest, in addition to a pair of black-winged stilts, there were two crane sandpipers, a ring-necked plover, a stone sandpiper, and a pair of very beautiful black-and-white patterned anti-billed sandpipers with light blue shins, and a black-and-white red-billed oystercatcher. Gritsen and de Messier were more accustomed to shooting large birds, such as geese and mallards, with shotguns at close ranges of thirty to fifty meters, rather than with rifles from a distance of 100 meters, no larger than a foot-size sandpiper and smaller plovers.

On the contrary, it was Gao Yi, although today was the first time he had hit something, but whether it was a stationary target or an active target, it could almost be said that there was no bullet within 150 meters. This should be attributed to the more scientific and systematic training he received in later life, even if all the experience comes from target shooting, but it will not be much compromised when applied to actual combat.

The only catch for Greison and de Messier was a dozen sparrow-sized terns, and while a large flock of terns were foraging on a grassy beach, the two of them quietly lurked and fired four shots with their shotguns, but most of them were broken, and they managed to get together the twelve that were in slightly better condition.

The place where they are currently located is called Dongwangsha, which is the easternmost and southernmost tip of Chongming Island, and it has always been an important "post station" for migratory birds when they migrate from north to south. Every year in April and May, it is the peak of the transit of migratory birds to the north, but at this time the transit are some plover birds from New Zealand, Australia and other places to the north, these birds are generally smaller, the smallest is smaller than the sparrow, and like to wade to perch and feed, generally in the seaside activities, a certain distance from the shore, so it is not a good target for hunting.

The real hunting season in Shanghai is in autumn and winter, when the breeding geese and ducks will fly in flocks from the north to restock here, and some even stay here for the winter. This season is when shotguns come into play.

After Gao Yi put down their prey, they had their own servants to dispose of the internal organs and muscles, of course, not for eating, but to prepare for making specimens in the future.

The camp consisted of four large tents, simply set up on the beach, without even digging a drainage ditch. Not far away is the "Betsy", named after the grandmother of the Grissens, who is anchored in a small natural harbor.

A hearty breakfast was prepared and placed on a long table covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and they had eaten only two loaves of bread before they set out to hunt the birds.

Around the table sat their fellow friends, who had been drunk last night and had only just gotten up, and were also eating.

These people were all invited by Grissen, and most of them were members of the hunting club, and Gao Yi knew only Mr. Pu Tuo among them. Mr. Pu Tuo, who has also been in the mood for himself recently, has just been appointed by the Ministry of Industry to represent the Ministry of Industry in the arbitration committee formed in negotiations with the water company.

"There's a ship coming, it's the Patterson!" At this time, the shore and the lookout posts on the "Betsy" shouted at the same time.

(There's another chapter later.) )