"Fuck, I can fucking chase!"

"Why aren't you dead?"

The mud man ran wildly in the forest, wiping the muddy water dripping from his forehead from time to time, revealing a pair of black eyes, and at the same time cursing wildly in his mouth, and the program team had to beep and block the words all the time.

The heavily rained forest was full of mud, and the weeds soaked in the muddy water were unusually slippery, and Mugallen had just run too fast, and fell violently in the woods, rolling several times in a row, and now not only the upper of his shoes, but also his body was covered with mud.

Fortunately, Mu Galen reacted quickly, and jumped out with a rolling belt, otherwise he would almost let the moose step on the cross, and it was no joke to be kicked by this thing, and if he didn't die, he would have broken his muscles and bones.

There was once a case of a 300-pound zebra kicking a 400-pound lion to death, and the hoof of the hoofed animal must not be underestimated, and many times would rather attack from the front than approach from behind the animal is this reason.

Then in the dense forest, Mugallen continued to mingle with the moose.

For the time being, there seems to be no danger.

However, being shot through the neck with an arrow can still be pursued so far, which is really eye-opening to the audience, and the vitality is too tenacious, and the moose is so big, it can run so fast!

"I guess I didn't shoot through the trachea, otherwise I wouldn't have had the strength to do it." Bi Fang guessed as he looked at the bleeding wound on the moose's neck.

Mugallen was still running away, but he was obviously not willing to flee passively, he took a short spear from his back and tried to fight back.

"Despite the size of the moose, it can actually run at a speed of 55 kilometers for hours, and it has a lot of stamina and speed.

But its vision is very poor, it is a short-sighted eye, and it relies on its sensitive hearing and smell, so when it encounters danger, we can run into the woods and wrestle with it, waiting for the opportunity to fight back. ”

The moose's neck kept bleeding, and Bi Fang keenly noticed that it was much slower.

Mugallen noticed this, bypassed a big tree, and quickly threw it when the moose rushed over, and the wooden spear instantly entered the body, but unfortunately due to the angle, it did not go too deep, but only pierced into a spearhead.

But that's enough!

Under the sting, the fear of the moose, who was injured twice, overpowered the panic and anger, and never regained its blood, and after rushing past Mugallen, he turned and fled.

“yes！”

Mu Gallen wiped the mud on his face, spat on it, and threw it on the ground fiercely, feeling relieved and comfortable, and the pores of his whole body were breathing smoothly, as if the accumulated stool for three days was discharged in an instant.

Cool flying.

The moose fled, and Mu Garun was not in a hurry to chase it, but it was still the same sentence, and the trapped beast was still fighting.

Let the bullets fly a little longer.

When they catch up, they are naturally powerless to resist.

Following the direction of the influence, Mugallen came to a river, picked up a palm of river water and washed his face, and then felt that it was not enjoyable, and his whole head was inserted, and he shook a few times, and the mud spread.

A small patch of water turned muddy brown and disappeared with the current after half a minute.

[Good guy, how much mud has accumulated in this hair]

[I wonder if he poured several mouthfuls of muddy water when he rolled on the ground just now]

[It's you, swamp monster!] 】

"Whew, it's comfortable."

Mu Garun raised his head, the water splashed, and he reached out, and his hairline was neatly revealed.

Well, a bit high.

Maybe it's a matter of race and age, but in just a week, Mugallen has a constant beard on his chin, but in other words, it is just some stubble in ten days.

[Ah this, Fang Shen also did this action last time he was drifting on the sea, and he always felt that this action was handsome, but now I found out that I still have to look at my face]

[The old uncle is a little spicy when he does this action......]

[Mugallen: Are you polite?] 】

[I found out my Fangshen wallpaper to nourish my eyes, well, it's comfortable]

After washing his face, the miraculous Mugallen returned to his original place, looking for traces and blood traces to track down the escaped moose, and he even explained to the audience as he walked.

"Wildlife tracking is the highest skill a hunter can master – in my opinion, learning is like mastering a new language, in short, the process of getting acquainted with different patterns.

Once you learn this technique, you will never forget it.

Learn this trick and go out, and no matter where you look, you will see the clues left by a hidden world.

Yesterday it was really raining and now the ground is muddy, and the good news is that the daylight hours are getting longer and longer, which gives me more time to be active. ”

Mu Galun's explanation made the audience stunned, and many people were curious about how Bi Fang's voice had changed, but when they picked up their mobile phones and looked at it, they found that the explanation was not Fang Shen, but Mu Galun, who was tracking moose.

"This man's ambition is really not small, he actually robbed me of my work, and now it seems that he has replaced my heart for a long time, and he can't be kept."

Bi Fang was not angry, but made a joke, causing everyone to laugh.

"If you want to train your tracking skills, you can actually start with small things, simple aspects, such as if it has rained in recent days, muddy roads can clearly leave traces of animals, if you get up early and there are no dog walkers and dog footprints, it will be better.

You can try to wake up early on your own day and go to the city center to find the traces left by the animals.

I've found roe deer footprints in Hampts Sith Park, a badger footprint on the edge of a muddy puddle next to the Regent's Canal, and fox footprints in Wales.

Of course, if it is difficult to find in the city, go to the suburbs, where there are more animal footprints than in the city.

Not only are there many animal footprints, but they are also much less likely to be destroyed by humans.

All you have to do is head to the intersection between the animal habitats of fields to forests, forests to creeks, and creeks to fields.

Fertile soil can record the clearest footprints, and to look for footprints, you should look around walls, fences and gateposts, and do not let go of the boundaries of the forest.

If you find a 'road' that animals often pass by, you can follow these paths to find places where the animals nurse and breed.

Flattened grass, small holes in vegetation denser than elsewhere, or clumps of hair in the low rows of the fence wire, these are the things that tell you again that the animals will pass through here.

As long as you find something, you take a picture and record it, so that when you go home, you can compare it carefully and know what animal left it.

Try looking for foxes in rural areas. The first is the footprints, which are more slender than enough, generally 5 cm long and 4 cm wide.

There is a gap between the footprints of the two forefeet and the two hind feet, and the interval will be longer than a matchstick.

As winter comes, hair can be seen between the fox's footprints, as the fox's fur thickens as the weather gets colder. ”

[Learn to be wasted, learn to be wasted, tonight I will go to the park to match the animals, and catch the prey to rectify the hot pot for everyone! ] 】

[Bullfrog, learn another trick, go to the African savannah and match the lion, as long as I run fast, it can't catch me]

[Something.] 】

[Fang Shen, is he right? 】

"That's right, the basic training process is like that, ordinary people can start in the park, and it's important that practice makes perfect. It's a good idea to include a reference when you take a photo, such as a coin or other common object.

And the best time to go out is around sunrise and shortly before sunset, when the height of the sun clearly shows these traces. ”

Mugallen was basically right, and Bi Fang only added slightly.

In the chat commentary room, there are more and more blood stains along the way.

This is a normal sign that the moose is getting slower and slower, and the blood is dripping more at the same time.

Feeling the hunger in his belly, Mugallen sped up, but as he walked around a large tree, his steps stopped abruptly, his pupils shrunk to the size of pinheads, and he froze in place.

The drone soared, and the audience was in an uproar.

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