When the soldiers arrived at the location where they had been attacked, there were still shocking traces of blood on the ground, and it was not difficult to imagine how the soldiers had been attacked.

Gore crouched down to check, and a string of bloody footprints led into the distance, which should be the direction in which the jaguar had left.

The soldiers followed the footprints, but they faded and disappeared into the jungle.

"It's hard for us to track them down, and if these beasts hide in the shadows, it will cause us a lot of trouble. ”

Gore said, then looked at the trees around him, the jungle.

You must know that the jaguar has excellent tree climbing skills, and there are trees all around.

It was already evening, and there wasn't much time left for them.

"We need a trap. ”

Gordon said, knowing full well that such creatures were the apex predators of the jungle, and that it would take too much time to get hold of them, which happened to be something they didn't have, and only prey could keep them out.

"Is it feasible? If they're already fed, it's useless. ”

Gore frowned and asked, in the case of traps, the initiative is in the hands of these beasts, if there is any accident, such as finding a new prey, or leaving the place, or even being destroyed by other beasts, their wait will be in vain.

"Isn't it just a matter of gambling? Either you can solve it quickly or you won't get anything, and of course I think it's much safer. ”

These words resonated with the soldiers, and gained a lot of support for Gordon.

Naturally, Gore can only obey the opinion of the majority.

"So what should we do first?"

"Find a bait first, of course. ”

......

In the jungle, a wild boar is foraging, wild boar is an omnivorous animal, they eat everything, weeds, fruits, and even worms in the soil, it has sharp fangs, well-developed limbs, not any predator can pose a threat to it, of course, even if it can't be beaten, it can escape with its own speed.

Gordon hid quietly in a tree, with a thick stick in his hand.

The tree wasn't tall, but the branches were so thick that Gordon didn't feel any shaking, and of course, he couldn't help but wonder what he really looked like from a distance as he crouched down on it, probably more like a funny monkey.

Putting aside these jumbled thoughts, he continued to wait for the boar to come closer.

The jaguar generally only preys on active prey, so he can't kill the wild boar directly, what he wants is to be stunned, and then bloodletized, and tied to an open place, so the strength must be mastered, not too heavy, too heavy will be killed directly, if it is too light, maybe it will directly counterattack and cause damage to himself.

The dazed boar chased the acorns in a line before approaching the tree where Gordon was.

Seeing his target approaching, Gordon clenched the wooden stick in his hand, then jumped forward, aimed at the big brown head, and slammed the bat!

Click!

This is the sound of the wooden stick breaking, and under the strong blow, the wooden stick breaks directly, very crisply.

The boar already had a lot of blood on its head, and its steps were a little vain under the blow, but it shook its head, and then looked at Gordon with some ferocity, not understanding why this two-legged creature fell to the ground and used such a powerful attack.

The boar howled wildly, then raised its sharp fangs and slammed into Gordon's location, as if to tear the man in front of him in half.

"Hey, that's not the same script as promised. ”

As a last resort, Gordon could only draw his musket, trying to kill the wild boar that had gone crazy, as for you said to use a scimitar to go up and kill, of course not, if you kill with one shot, it is naturally good, but if it fails, it is very likely that your pants have been cut a big gap, given the environment they are in, this greatly affects the image of Captain Gordon.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out in the jungle, the boar fell to the ground, and a bloody hole had been opened in his head, and Gore came out of the grass, still holding a musket with the smoke in his hand: "Your hunting skills don't seem to be very mature. ”

Gordon shrugged: "It was just an accident. ”

The first attempt was not always easy, but at least he knew that he needed to switch to a thicker stick, and use a little more force.

Gore waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, and an even larger boar had been tied to a piece of wood.

"We've found the eligible prey, let's take the next step. ”

"And what about my prey?"

"Of course, it's someone to drag it back, it's a good delicacy. ”

He commanded two men to tie up the boar as well, and then carried it away with him.

A somewhat open space, in the middle of which the soldiers nailed a thick log to which the boar was tethered.

The bloodletting weakened it, and the smell of blood began to attract the surrounding predators, and the boar looked dying, but still walking.

In order to ensure the success of this operation, the soldiers lay in ambush at a distance, and on the hillside where the shooting conditions were good, a soldier with the best marksmanship aimed at the open space with a special rifle, and as long as the jaguar showed its head, it was basically impossible to leave.

Only Gordon himself hid in a nearby tree.

The soldier in charge of sniping does not guarantee a fatal hit, so he needs to stay here to replenish his gun, which is of course also a master of art.

......

Time gradually passed, and a lot of predators chasing blood began to appear around, and several maned wolves were the first to arrive at the scene, looking at the blood-drenched clearing, and then kept playing in circles, it was obvious that there was something wrong with such an empty place that a wild boar could not break free, just circling around the stake.

They wander through the woodlands and seem to have some appetite for ready-made prey, but they have the patience to determine if this is a trap.

Watching the maned wolf get closer and closer, Gordon certainly wouldn't allow the damn thing to ruin his plans, he pulled the prepared stone from his bosom and threw it in that direction.

Bang!

The dull thud of the stones against the trees frightened the maned wolves, and what had been a rush turned into a wait-and-see look, wandering through the surrounding jungle.

And at this time, the second group of predators appeared, a group of wild dogs, their black and white and brown patterns, appeared from the east of the clearing, with a short tail, of course, they may have a low IQ, and they were ready to go up and bite these prey without even thinking about it.

Of course, Gordon didn't allow it, throwing a few rocks to scare him, but now he was already thinking about another question, was the trap attracting more beasts to this direction, as if it wasn't just the jaguar in trouble.