"Alas, sad, it's a waste of what I just said to the truth, no one can understand it, it's so sad for me!" The fat boss really tried hard to squeeze his little eyes, but he didn't squeeze out a single tear.

"The truth is not wasted, I heard it all and understood, but it has nothing to do with who shoots, right, Uncle Liu?" Hong Tao did not give an inch, and tried to win over an alliance.

"I don't care who you love to fight, don't ask me, if you two don't fight, then I'll fight, I see that you're full of fighting, it doesn't matter if you fight or not." Boss Liu held the binoculars and watched intently at the male lion biting the wildebeest, and he didn't have the heart to get involved in the struggle between the two of them.

Why don't you work, how fragrant is eating! This is all the performance of this male lion, you say that he sleeps on the ground all day, and does nothing, this appetite is quite big, and after eating the wildebeest's water, it begins to gnaw the neck of the wildebeest again, and then the front legs, and has been tossing for more than 20 minutes, before it is considered full, and it burps when it looks up, and then rolls to the grass on the side and continues to sleep.

As soon as the male lion left, three female lions immediately came up and began to bite the carcass of the wildebeest, and the two small lions did not show weakness, no matter how much they bited, they pounced on it and gnawed, but in Hong Tao's opinion, they played with more ingredients than craving for food.

"Are those lionesses still classified? Eat first in the main house? The little wife eats the most? Hong Tao began to ask questions to the Netherlands again.

"Well, the social structure of lions is very complicated, except for male lions, lionesses with children have the highest status, and then the older lionesseses, and those young lionesses have to take the turn of the last, sometimes there is not much prey, there is nothing to eat, only hunger. It is not uncommon for them to starve for several days on a row, and the success rate of their prey is very low, not even 30%, which depends on teamwork, and if it is driven out of the city by the lions, it is likely to starve to death. "In the Dutch pee, the image of these steppe overlords is not tall at all, and even lives a little miserable.

At this time, most of the wildebeest remained, and it seemed that the lioness would not starve today. As for eating it all, I'm afraid it's not realistic. The hunting party had lost interest in how the lionesses distributed their food, and the team left the grove and continued on its way, looking for another male lion or white rhinoceros that might be present.

The best time to hunt on the East African savannah is in the morning and evening. When the time is past 9 o'clock, the sun has fully risen overhead. Most animals will cease to move. Hide in the woods or grass to escape the heat, and even the most annoying baboons that can be found everywhere lie on the trunks of trees.

If you follow the previous habits of the guides, it is time to return to the camp to rest, anyway, you can't find the prey when you wander around in the wild, on the contrary, you may even suffer from heat stroke. But this time it's different, and now there's a real Marseille samurai in the team. These natural hunters can walk tens or even hundreds of kilometers on the savannah without any supplies.

This is not to brag for them, Hong Tao saw the Maasai warriors run to a termite pile to pick up ants to eat. These termites are piled up everywhere in the grasslands, and you can see several at a glance. They are just small mounds of earth that rise high, and ordinary ones are more than half a meter high. Catch up with the large termite nest, which can be more than 2 meters high, making the grassland like a large cemetery.

These small insects are only the size of a finger, but they are very nutritious, and they taste like fish roe, squeaky and delicious. However, they have a characteristic, once attacked by other species, they will secrete a bitter and bitter compound, which has a very unpleasant taste. So you can't stay in a termite nest for a long time, you have to change places if you eat a little, or the ants in the nest will immediately start secreting that kind of thing after getting the alarm from the ants outside, and it will be very disgusting to accidentally eat it in the mouth.

The Maasai warriors, who had no herds of cattle or sheep around them, would have relied on termites and picking wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and they would have traveled during the day and slept on the grass at night with their coats and at most a cowhide pawnshop cover, in a sense they were more tolerant and adaptable than most of the animals in the East African grasslands.

It is said that when they hunted the male lion alone, they all adopted the method of tracking, that is, to find a lone male lion, and then keep driving it, and finally starved the male lion alive, and then went up to kill it. However, this rite of passage has now been largely abolished, because the lion has also become a protected animal, and the government will not allow them to kill the Maasai if they do not actively attack them.

With these Maasai warriors who can level on the grassland, and they can't find their prey, then Hongtao's luck is too bad. Soon after leaving the lions, the Maasai warriors seemed to have discovered something, patted the roof of the car and motioned for the driver to stop, and before the car could stop, he jumped down and searched around the grass like a hound, and after a few minutes began to dance like a hound.

"It's done, our Maasai warriors have found a male lion of the right age, let's go!" Holland pee got out of the car and exchanged a few words with the Marseille warrior who was bouncing around, and then brought everyone a good news that couldn't be better.

Tracking the prey could not run around in the off-road vehicle, everyone parked the three off-road vehicles together, left two black staff members in charge, and then lined up in a column, followed the Maasai warrior from a distance, and began to track in the grass more than half a person high.

After leaving the wheel, everyone's physical fitness was clearly revealed after ten minutes. Not to mention the Maasai warriors, they spend most of their time waiting for the queue behind.

There was no one who could barely keep up with the Maasai warriors, and although the three guides had good physical strength and were adapted to the long journey on the grassland, they could not leave their clients, and they could only follow Hong Tao and them.

Among the three of Hong Tao, Boss Liu, Pan and Hong Tao's physical strength is quite okay, at least they can walk on their own without relying on others, but the fat boss can't be, only walking for more than ten minutes, he gasped like a broken bellows, the mineral water bottle basically never left his mouth, and the water basically flowed out of all parts of his body as soon as he drank it from his mouth.

Although the remaining four black staff and forest policemen were not as strong as the Maasai warriors, they were still much stronger than these hunting guides and Hong Tao, who not only had to walk on their own, but also had to carry the team's supplies and guns on their backs, and had to carry machetes to help the team open the way forward, and that's it, none of them looked too tired.

The original half-hour journey made Hong Tao and them walk for 1 hour, just when the fat boss really couldn't walk and was about to give up, the Maasai warrior brought good news in time, the damn male lion was less than 200 meters in front, the fat boss heard the news, sat on the ground with a butt, and said that he wouldn't leave, as for whether there were poisonous insects to bite him, he couldn't take care of it, even if Hong Tao gave him the opportunity to shoot, he would definitely not be able to pick up the gun.

"Don't rush to aim, take a few minutes of rest, calm your breath, and fight for a shot, you don't want to make another long march, do you?" Leaving 1 black man to take care of the fat boss, the rest of the people bent on their waists, and followed the Maasai warrior to the downwind position about 100 meters away from the male lion, and when Hong Tao was about to take aim with his gun, Han Lan urinated to stop him.

"It's okay, I'm ready." Hong Tao followed the Dutch pee method, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, adjusted his body for a few minutes, and after feeling that his breathing was no longer so rapid, he picked up the gun again and signaled that he was ready.

A hundred meters away was a lone acacia tree, the cover of which was very large, and just below the shade of the tree, near the roots, an adult male lion was sleeping on the roots, and he did not seem to feel that he was in danger except for the tail that wagged from time to time to ward off mosquitoes and flies. (To be continued......)