192 Category N-type contact
After asking, I learned that the hunting group with a large number of people is mainly hunting large targets, so it is equipped with more manpower; The main task of the group with few people is not hunting, but casting bait and subdominating, which can be said to be divided into two parts, each with its own emphasis.
He Jun felt that this was very good, and he would save himself from dragging the wild boar back like yesterday.
After everyone was ready, Qiang Lei gathered people and made a routine mobilization, He Jun thought it was the same clichΓ© as yesterday, but he didn't expect Qiang Lei to suddenly change his head after seeing He Jun.
"Everyone knows that yesterday's harvest was good." Qiang Lei's expression was extremely serious, "But I must emphasize that your lives are more important than those prey!" β
The warriors and the others fell silent at the same time, and many people secretly guessed what Qiang Lei wanted to say next. β
Qiang Lei said in a deep voice: "I'm not a brave Sun Monkey, I can send someone to fight if I haven't eaten, but if your life is gone, I don't have the ability to ask Lord Yama to bring you back, so everyone must do what they can today, don't delay the return time for large prey, and don't take risks to fight a few prey, understand!" β
"Understood!" The morale of the fighters was high and they responded in unison.
A commander who cherishes the lives of a soldier may not be an excellent commander on the battlefield, but he is definitely a commander who is loved by the soldiers.
He Jun was angry, gritting his teeth and glaring at Qiang Lei, who was talking.
Although he understood Qiang Lei's approach, he was still very unhappy with Qiang Lei's behavior of openly using yesterday's events as a counterproduct.
It's not that a few of them brought back two wild boars, yesterday's harvest was at least one-fifth less, and they were cheap and sold well, talking about rotten people like Qiang Lei.
Qiang Lei ordered to set off and walked towards He Jun, He Jun didn't want to answer him, just saw the captain walking in front of him, and saw the fence in the hands of several people, He Jun grabbed Uncle Shan who took the lead: "Uncle, are you going to catch fish?" β
"That's right!" Uncle Shan smiled and waved the fence.
"Shall I go with you? I've never seen anyone catch a fish like this, so I'm going to join in the fun. He Jun said.
He wanted to return the pistol to Qiang Lei. After listening to Qiang Lei's speech, he immediately decided to hide the pistol.
He also plans to talk to Qiang Lei about his judgment of the era, and change his mind and wait and wait.
Uncle Shan didn't mind adding one more person to the team at all, and Qiang Lei wanted to call He Jun back. But after seeing the 81 bar on He Jun's back, he changed his mind.
The fishing team is the most crowded, and there is an automatic rifle in the team, which makes it more than a notch safer.
After He Jun followed the fishing team out of the community and into the woods, Uncle Shan instructed everyone to spend a little time DIY snowshoes. Then walk slowly north.
He Jun thought that DIY snowshoes were the whim of the second squad leader, but it was not until this time that he realized that it was not the case at all.
The river was about four kilometers north of the community, and with the help of snowshoes, the group arrived at the river in less than an hour.
The river is more than 10 meters wide when it is full, and the surface of the river has long been frozen with a thick layer of ice, and on the ice is a layer of snow no less than 30 centimeters thick.
The reason why it is obvious at a glance that this is a river is because the forest is undulating and overgrown with vegetation, and there are few flat clearings, let alone clearings that stretch like a jade belt and not a single tree grows.
The group had a plan to clear a piece of ice about ten square meters in the center of the river. Then he used a steel drill to carve a fist-thick ice hole in the ice, seven or eight centimeters deep, and finally stuffed a grenade into the ice hole.
The little devil's melon grenade doesn't knock or sound, and it's useless to dry stuff the farts in the ice cave, but Uncle Shan has a way.
The grenade was placed in the hole in the ice and secured, just in time to show its head on the ice.
Uncle Shan commanded his men to throw ice cubes on the grenade more than ten meters away, and he didn't know which one happened to hit the grenade, and there was a bang, and an ice hole was finally blown open.
The next thing is to do it, wait for the fish to move under the ice hole. Regardless of the fish you don't know, you can just catch them with a fence.
Several people took turns to fight, and in less than an hour, they filled all the woven bags they brought. These are just small fish, those big fish that are more than 30 centimeters long are all thrown aside, put a rope through the gills of the fish, and drag them directly when they go back.
There is such a big harvest in such a short period of time, I almost didn't laugh at everyone's mouths, and there is still a lot of time before noon. The group dragged the harvest back with a full load.
Uncle Shan felt that he could bring more people to come again in the afternoon, and maybe he would be able to solve the problem of providing for the past ten days in one fell swoop -- he didn't know what He Jun had suggested yesterday.
Just as he was about to set off with the harvest, five or six figures suddenly appeared on the other side of the river one after another, Uncle Shan was stunned at first, and when he saw the dress of the comer, he immediately roared: "Alert!" β
Even if the members of the fishing team have never been soldiers, they are also trained by He Jun like this, and when they heard that the guards were leaving, everyone invariably took off the guns on their shoulders and held them in their hands, and a few of them were too nervous, and they fell directly on the snow on their stomachs.
He Jun directly dodged behind a big tree, and did not forget to drag Uncle Shan behind him, and the two of them turned sideways and looked at each other carefully.
Seeing this, several people on the opposite side neatly pulled out their pistols from their waists, and Yishui'er's box cannon almost didn't light up He Jun's kryptonite dog eyes.
I've only seen this thing on movies and television, but today I actually saw a real guy!
However, he sighed with emotion, the movement of his hand was not slow, and he pulled out his fingers while pulling the bolt on the bullet, and pulled it out to the repeating position below.
The two sides are tense, and a little carelessness is a firefight.
Seeing the reaction here, the people on the other side immediately stopped, the person in the middle who looked like the leader waved his hand, and the people on his left and right put away their pistols angrily, and he himself spread his hands to this side to signal that he didn't take a weapon. Regardless of what they thought here, the group strode up to the river, glanced at the ice cave halfway, and walked over generously.
Everyone didn't know what to do, so they all set their eyes on Uncle Shan.
Uncle Shan frowned, not sure what the other party wanted to do, but seeing that the other party didn't look hostile, he hesitated for a moment and strode out from behind He Jun.
"Uncle Shan!" He Jun was taken aback.
"It's fine." Uncle Shan said calmly, "I'll go over and take a look, you all pay attention, don't go off the gun." β
He Jun gritted his teeth and walked out: "I'll go with you." "His finger is always on the trigger, and if the other party moves at the slightest turn, he will immediately open fire. (To be continued.) )
PS: It's sprayed, it's out of state, it was supposed to be a very exciting plot, and I wasn't satisfied with the writing.