But all living things on the earth are slowly adapting to the environment, slowly adjusting their own strengths and weaknesses, to put it bluntly, they are evolving. In the face of these humans with shotguns, elephants also chose to evolve, and amazingly, these elephants did not know how to know how the length of their tusks was the key to survival, so the tusks of African elephants grew smaller and smaller from generation to generation.

According to him, 30 years ago, African bull elephants had grown to more than 40 pounds at the age of 30, but now there are fewer and fewer elephants with such tusks, and some bulls even grow to 60 years old with a pair of baby tusks.

"In a few hundred years, will elephants lose their tusks!?" After listening to the explanation of Dutch urine, Hong Tao not only admired the magic of nature, but also remembered a more specific question.

"Probably not, ivory is not only an ornament for elephants, but also a tool and a sign of their status, shouldn't it be without?" Dutch also has no definitive answer to this question.

The early morning hunting time was spent in helpless waiting, chatting, photography, flying flies and mosquitoes, and when the sun hung high in the sky, the river was completely cleared, except for a few crocodiles popping up from time to time in the river, no animals came to visit this place.

In order to dissipate the anger in his heart, Hong Tao took the Dutch advice to urinate and shot between the eyes of a crocodile closest to the shore. The crocodile was not killed on the spot, but rolled in pain in the water. The shallow water was stirred into a ball of yellow water, and it was completely hung up after a few minutes.

Originally, Boss Liu and Boss Fat also planned to use crocodiles to relieve their anger, but Hong Tao's shot was gone. The crocodiles that could be seen in the river all slipped out and shrank their heads into the water, plus this crocodile was so tossed that not a single crocodile on the water could not be seen, and the fat boss was so angry that he remembered last night's incident, and took advantage of Hong Tao's inattention, and threw him down on the sand by the river, and then sat on Hong Tao's back.

"Fat Uncle...... I took it...... served. Oops, my waist is about to break, Uncle Liu. Help me! Hong Taosheng is physically flexible, but once he is pressed by the fat boss, he can't try any tricks, and his mouth is about to be pressed into the sand. can only beg Boss Liu for mercy.

"Now beg for mercy! How did you torture the two of us during the shoot yesterday? It seems that I can't teach you a lesson. That's it, I won't beat you or scold you, after returning to the camp, you will cook yourself and cook a few dishes for your fat uncle and me, this is no problem, right? "Not to mention that the older you get, the worse it gets, Boss Liu not only did not intercede with Hong Tao, but also put forward a condition.

In fact, the most annoying thing is not Boss Liu. It was Wei Han, not only did he not lend a hand to Hong Tao. Instead, he carried his camera and filmed all of Hong Tao's unlucky virtues, which was called accumulating materials.

"Do it, you have to do it if you don't say it, as long as there are materials in the camp, do it immediately!" Hong Tao is now the meat on the board, and he has to agree to anything, the fat boss's more than 200 catties are really not false.

The dead crocodile was waded down by a black employee, tied a rope to the crocodile's carcass, drove the SUV over, hung the rope on the car, and easily pulled the crocodile, which was more than 3 meters long. For this ugly guy, neither the fat boss nor the boss Liu had any interest in making a specimen, and Hong Tao didn't plan to put such a thing in the fishing tackle shop, so it was directly dismembered by the black employees, leaving edible meat to take back to the kebabs to eat, and throwing the rest away by the river.

The morning was a wasted day, except for bringing back some crocodile meat, nothing was caught, and everyone's mood was not too high. After returning to the camp, I originally planned to let Hong Tao show his hand and make a table of Chinese food for everyone to taste, but this camp is too small, there are not many ingredients to prepare, and even fewer raw materials can make Chinese food. So Hong Tao escaped this forced labor, but the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, after returning to Simba's camp, this Chinese food still has to be cooked, even if the fat boss and Boss Liu forget, those few hunting guides can't forget, they want to taste authentic Chinese food.

After lunch, everyone rested in the camp for a while, and then returned to the small river at about 4 o'clock to continue the ambush. As the saying goes, blessings are not double, disasters are not a single line, the hunting action in the evening is not as good as the morning, I don't know if the road is because of the impact of gunfire last night and morning, the animals that come to the river to drink water are significantly reduced, and large animals such as lions and elephants are nowhere to be seen, and finally everyone did not hit anything, and ended the day's hunting empty-handed.

Since there was no more prey at this hunting spot, several guides decided not to wait here, and there was the leopard carcass that needed to be disposed of in time, so the hunting operation was canceled the next day, and everyone agreed to return to Simba camp for the time being, as for whether to choose another hunting spot to continue hunting, or directly change a protected area, and wait until they returned to Simba camp to discuss carefully.

Not hunting means not having to wake up early, and hunting in Africa and hunting in Canada is really not a sport. No matter how inhospitable the hunting grounds in Canada, there are always roads around to use, and the climate there is not very uncomfortable, and the cold can be overcome by wearing more clothes.

However, there are very few roads in the savannah of East Africa, and riding an off-road vehicle on potholed ground all day long is a great drain on physical strength. In addition, in some places, they have to track prey on foot, and it is not easy for people like Hong Tao who live in the city all year round to persevere.

In addition, there are dangers everywhere, and wild animals can rely on the experience of hunting guides and magic cards to escape, but the ubiquitous mosquitoes make it impossible to do anything. Although there is insect repellent that can be applied, it is not 100% guaranteed to work, so that Hong Tao and the others have already put on hunting clothes with long clothes and trousers, so everyone's body, hands, and face have been patronized by mosquitoes.

The fat boss was the worst, when he was squatting in the simple toilet in the camp, he was bitten on the white butt by something, and it ended up swollen with a bag bigger than the palm of his hand. Fortunately, it is not a poisonous thing, as long as you apply some medicine, the swelling will go down after a few days, but it hurts so much that the fat boss walks with a limp.

Therefore, for the proposal to temporarily suspend hunting activities and rest for a day, Hong Tao and several people are in favor of raising their hands and feet, although hunting is very exciting, especially when they see the prey being shot and fall to the ground, as if they are the masters of heaven and earth, but compared with Xiao Ming'er, the latter is more important.

After half a day of traveling, Hong Tao and his party finally returned to Simba's camp in the afternoon. Not only did the bitter Hong Tao not get time to rest, but he also had to prepare a sumptuous Chinese dinner, so he had to go into the kitchen again.

When he first came to this camp, Hong Tao had entered the kitchen, but he only glanced at it roughly, the main purpose was to confirm whether it was clean and hygienic, and he didn't look at other places. Now he had to cook himself, and it was only when he realized that he was saved!

There was no stove in the kitchen of this camp, let alone a gas stove or anything, and the stove that the two black cooks used to cook for dozens of people in the camp was actually a pile of charcoal! At this time, Hong Tao understood why every meal was a variety of skewers and barbecue dishes, and the main reason was here.

"Fat uncle, Uncle Liu, it's not a brother, I'm stealing and playing tricks, there is no stove here, only charcoal, you can't stir-fry, you can go and see if you don't believe it." Hong Tao came out of the kitchen, his mouth was so happy that he couldn't close it, and as soon as he slipped away, he ran back to the grass house, picked up the dishes that the fat boss had just made and sat on the wooden chair to suck.

"Hey! Are there any vegetables? The fat boss's hand was half a second slower, and his teacup ran into Hong Tao's hand, he gritted his molars and asked.

"There are dishes, why don't I get you a big pot of boiled vegetables!?" Hong Tao is very proud, if this character is good, God will help!

"Is there any white flour!?" The fat boss had a wicked smile on his face. (To be continued......)