"What, there are poachers?!"

As soon as he heard this, Fang Yan immediately became nervous and asked, "Where are the poachers?" Are there many of them? ”

Sanji got out of the car and said with a solemn expression: "That gang is at the lake ten kilometers away, and there are about ten people."

"They're pretty close!" Fang Yan asked in surprise, "When are you going to start arresting people?"

"Our wild yak team has already moved, I came here to inform you, for the sake of safety, you had better leave as soon as possible."

Poachers are no ordinary ruffians or gangsters, they all have guns in their hands, and they are extremely dangerous.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Understood, let's pack up the equipment and leave immediately."

In this way, all the crew hurriedly packed up their things and left with Sanji.

What people didn't expect was that just a few minutes after the crew team left, they unexpectedly encountered the arrest scene.

Not far ahead, a dirty, medium-sized open-top van sped away, followed by three or four jeeps around it.

"The truck in front stopped...... I'll warn you one last time, if you don't stop, we're welcome! ”

After repeated warnings from the wild yak team, the truck still did not respond, so they directly took out their guns and blew the tires of the truck.

"Squeak-"

The truck staggered and continued to run for two or three hundred meters, but finally couldn't hold on to stopping.

"The people in the car are honest, don't move!"

The wild yak team quickly stopped, and they rushed up with guns in hand to subdue all the poachers in the truck.

After seeing that the situation was safe, Fang Yan quickly ordered the driver to drive over.

"Where is the photographer? Hurry up and get out of the car with the camera! ”

Like a war correspondent, Fang Yan rushed to the scene with a photographer and began to shoot this extremely meaningful scene.

There were seven poachers in the truck, none of them looked very old, no more than 30 years old at most, and there was even one with a young face, who felt that he should be underage.

Hoh Xil is remote and has a bad climate, so it is very difficult for local residents to make money, and if they want to make a fortune, they can only pan for gold or poach.

After hundreds of years of mining, there is not much gold in Hoh Xil, and coupled with the government's strict control of gold mines, some people have turned the idea of making money on Tibetan antelopes.

"Don't move, stay honest!"

The wild yak team took out the handcuffs and handcuffed all the poachers.

"Why are there so many people, didn't you say that there are more than a dozen?" Sanji frowned and asked one of his teammates.

"This group of people is very cunning, they have a total of two cars, and they fled in two directions at that time."

Speaking of which, the wild yak team pulled the canvas carport of the wagon open, revealing a large pile of Tibetan antelope fur.

The Tibetan antelope is a national first-class protected animal, only XZ has this precious animal, because the Hoh Xil area is not suitable for human survival, and has maintained a pristine natural state for a long time, so it has become a paradise for Tibetan antelopes.

"These damn bastards!" Seeing this large pile of Tibetan antelope fur, Sanji's eyes instantly turned red.

Fang Yan glanced at the side, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least more than 300 Tibetan antelopes in this car.

The sheepskin must have just been peeled, and there were still some blood stains on it, and the smell of blood was in the air.

All these evils are rooted in human greed!

In the unique and harsh natural environment of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the Tibetan antelope grows a warm wool on its body in order to withstand the severe cold.

Tibetan antelope cashmere is light, soft, slender, elastic and warm, and is known as the "king of cashmere" and "soft gold" because of its high price.

This fluff is the only ingredient for making "shatoosh", a 2-meter-long, 1-meter-wide shatoosh weighs only 100 grams, and gently rubbing it together can pass through the ring, so it is also called "ring shawl".

This shawl has become a fashion pursued by wealthy people in Europe and the United States, and its price can reach $40,000 per piece, which is more expensive than gold.

The Tibetan antelope cashmere is very short and cannot be cut like goats and sheep, it can only pluck hair from the skin, so one shatoosh needs to cost the lives of 3 Tibetan antelopes.

Driven by huge economic benefits, poachers continue to hunt Tibetan antelopes illegally, resulting in a sharp decline in the Tibetan antelope population in the Hoh Xil region.

"There are so many Tibetan antelopes, how did this group catch them?" A young photographer asks questions as he shoots.

"Tibetan antelopes have a deadly habit of never going out of the range of the headlights when the lights shine at night. Poachers shoot at the sheep from their moving carts, and it is not uncommon for them to kill one or two hundred at a time. ”

"A more efficient way to hunt is to tie two long sticks to the front of the cart and rush into the flock ......"

With that, Sanchi looked up at the sky and couldn't say any more.

…………

On the shore of a small lake, dense corpses were piled up on the ground in blood, and unborn Tibetan antelope cubs were brutally thrown and thrown on the lake, and the lake was dyed scarlet.

If you look closely, there is even a barbecue fire, and a Tibetan antelope has been roasted and blackened, and it looks like charcoal.

This hellish scene is the scene of the Tibetan antelope's hunting!

"Whew-"

A few wild wolves were gnawing on the corpses, and when they saw a group of people approaching, they picked up the skeletons and ran away.

"Ahem—"

Seeing this cruel scene, Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach, and at the same time, his heart was full of anger and helplessness.

"Look at the good things you've done, you guys who aren't even as good as beasts!"

An enraged member of the Wild Yak Team grabbed the poacher and slapped him hard, then pressed him hard to kneel the dead sheep.

"Don't hit me...... Don't hit me, I know it's wrong! ”

The poachers wailed and cried, in Fang Yan's opinion, he was not sincerely repentant, but deliberately acting and pretending to be pitiful.

"Sanchi, what's next?" Fang Yan pointed to the corpses all over the ground, feeling very uncomfortable.

Sanji rubbed his face painfully, sighed and said, "Alas...... There was no choice but to pile it up and burn it. ”

"Can you let us shoot for a while before the fire burns?" Fang Yan explained: "I plan to shoot it as a tidbit to let more people know about the criminal acts of poachers."

"No problem, as long as it can help protect the Tibetan antelope, you can shoot as long as you want."

After getting Sanji's consent, Fang Yan personally carried the camera and filmed all the incriminating evidence.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he might never have been able to relate to what the Wild Yaks felt.

Earn less money, work tiring, dangerous ......

No matter how you look at it, it's not a good job, and only a fool would want to do it.

However, it is precisely because of the persistence of these "fools" that the ecology of Hoh Xil has been protected, and the endangered animal of Tibetan antelope has not been completely extinct.