: Catching a marten leopard behind

Author: Li Xiansen, Old City

: Catching a marten leopard behind

After getting a sable, Wu Hao played with it for a while and put it in a canvas bag. Seeing that it was still early, he put away his net bag and led the sable north.

The hill to the west is too far, and it takes 60 or 70 miles to walk, while there are three hills within 20 miles to the north, and there are no sables before.

There may be some now, and it may be possible that you can't let go of it.

This sable did not reduce his pressure. It was not that he had a shortage of money, so it didn't matter if he donated all his savings to the school.

But he would be unwilling to let it go by putting it in Deng Liuzi's pocket. Grandpa will suppress Deng Liuzi's father for the rest of his life, and it would be too embarrassing for him to lose to Deng Liuzi.

I walked through the forest and crossed the river. After walking fifteen miles, I found two small hills. There were footprints of other small animals nearby, but there were no sables.

Wu Hao fed the two yellow-throated marten half full, then set fire and barbecue to eat by himself, looking at the last hill in the north.

If there were no sables here, he would have doubted whether he had really cared. He had been in the mountain for so long that he had to worry about finding prey for the first time.

There are many wild boars and many footprints, but he hasn't even encountered a wild boar. The biggest animals he saw were owls, red foxes and silly roe deer.

I didn't have a single bear in Tiancangzi, and I took the wine and honey in vain.

The snow-white earth and the bonfire barbecue should be a great pleasure. The owner is in a bad mood and the big hair is still quit, so it crawls towards the owner.

I turned around and pulled it into the cotton jacket. I had been away from home for more than a month and had not been hungry. I came out with my master for two days and hungry six times.

It knew that the owner had bear meat in his arms, and his little head got into his clothes to look for it. Wu Hao grabbed the big hair with his neck and pointed to the hill in the north: "I'll find this place to eat you."

The big hair looked north and couldn't understand it. It kept kicking its legs, licking its claws, baring its teeth and putting its claws down. It took another person to take action.

Wu Hao combed the two of them. The two martens were really close to him. He was so angry that he never took action. When they were quiet, they used snow to put out the fire.

Put the two martens on their shoulders and walked north to the foot of the hill. The big hair recognized the sable footprints and jumped down.

It was hungry, and this time I caught the little play and had to eat it! When Wu Hao saw that it was about to run up, he picked it up and put it on his shoulder.

Big Hair licked her paws, tilted her head to look at the back of her master's head. When she saw someone looking over, she lay on her shoulder and let her go.

They were about to stop working, so Wu Hao took out two pieces of meat to feed them, and then walked around the hill.

After checking, a smile appeared on his face. There were indeed sables here. The latest footprints were on it, and there were five footprints down the mountain.

Among them, there are a row of footprints in the northeast corner that have not been through for a long time. Many of them are covered with wind and snow, and there are only a few traces under the mountain.

Wu Hao touched his chin and thought, with so many footprints going down the mountain, this sable should be an old guy, cautiously overdoing it.

The row of footprints in the northeast corner can be ignored. The yellow-throated marten will leave a smell when he follows a row of footprints on the south side of the mountain, and the sable will not run down from that row.

Wu Hao turned half a circle and arranged a net bag at the corner of the footprints on the north and west, and then walked back and forth to the east.

This row of footprints came down yesterday. The hill was only east of the east, and it was about 120 meters away.

With the caution of sables, you should not run east from an open place. Wu Hao and sables keep a two-meter distance from the footprints to walk into the east forest.

A tree hole was found in the second tree. The hole was very small and might be the second long-term residence of the sable.

After walking a few steps east, I found many traces of sables digging snow on the ground.

Not far east is a small river, with many small animals on the banks of the river, and sables came here to hunt.

This little guy may run here. Wu Hao returned to the west of the tree cave and carefully observed his footprints. The sable did go up the mountain, and the snow here was nearly two meters thick.

He kept a distance of three meters from his footprints, knelt down and started to dig the snow cave. The hard shell on the snow was five centimeters thick, digging sixty or seventy centimeters down and then digging it to the footprints.

I crawled in and took it to a foot away. The snow here has a bulge that is suitable for raising my head and picking a small hole from the west of the bulge.

Just stick the muzzle out and you can see it with your eyes, and then you can pick a slightly larger hole in the north.

There are net bags in the west and north of the mountain. He can scare the sable at the foot of the mountain to the east, but this sable is too slippery.

I am afraid that it will not follow the old path and be chased by the yellow-throated mink. I will definitely not turn around and run up when I run downhill eastward.

The downhill is several hundred meters wide. There are too many routes to choose after seeing people. He can't defend against such a wide snow slope.

Hidden on the path that the sable must pass, wait for the rabbit, run straight and try not to shoot it with a gun, and when it is about to climb the tree, pounce on it and reach out to grab it.

This is a poplar tree. The hole is nearly ten meters high. When the sable enters the hole, it will take him a lot of effort to climb up.

I was also afraid that there would be a hole in the snow in the forest, and the hole was small, so the yellow-throated marten could not be entered, so the sable would not be caught if it really ran in.

In winter, you can't dig the ground at all. It's better to run west and north. There are net bags there, so he can just ambush the east.

Wu Hao crawled out and led the marten to the south of the mountain and pointed to the mountain: "Catch it up!"

Big Mao Ermao climbed up, and he ran back to the east and crawled into the snow cave to wait. Zi Sizhen ran over, but the yellow-throated marten didn't catch up.

He didn't ambush him again, so he still had a way to catch him when entering the tree hole. He calculated his back when entering the hole.

The snow in the west is very undulating, and the snow in the woods is higher than the west, so he can clearly see the small hills in the west.

It took five minutes to wait. The net bag on the west side of the mountain was far away. You might not hear the screams of sables, for fear that the big and Ermao would eat it.

Wu Hao just left the snow cave and was about to go over and take a look. He knelt on the ground and looked up, and saw three figures chasing down from the east of Xiaoshan.

He hurriedly got into the snow cave and looked west through the small hole.

The yellow-throated mink was not as fast as the sables downhill. It was almost as good as the front foot. Ermao, who was running at the end, rolled down.

The big hair is more than 30 meters away from the sable. The sable followed its footprints down the mountain and turned to the northeast.

"Fuck!" Wu Hao cursed in his heart. The white sheepskin coat and dog-skin hat were all gray-white.

Silk has average vision, and he must not be able to see him from more than 100 meters away, and he must have smelled it.

The forest in the west is closest to the hill. This little guy hasn't gone west to the east. It's running northeast, and there must be a fixed cave over there.

It can't be ambushed here, and the big hair was pulled too far away. Wu Hao stretched out his muzzle from the west, and even if it was broken, it could be sold for 180 yuan.

There are mountains in the west that block the wind, and the snow is rising and falling. The further the sable runs northeast, the further away it is from him, now it is more than one hundred meters.

The sable in the distance was like a big mouse, running uphill and downhill. It was still very fast and could not hit the target at all, and could not even aim.

Wu Hao took his gun and poked out from the north. There was a small snow slope several hundred meters long in front of him. The sable would slow down when running up.

Try shooting a straight line of 150 meters. If you can't hit it, go to dig the hole. As soon as the gun was stuck out, Wu Hao looked north: "Fuck!"

This time he couldn't help but make a sound. There were not many trees on the edge of the forest to the east, and there were many water willows next to the river.

The water willows in the west of the river are thick and not tall, with many forks. When he looked north, his light vaguely saw a figure running down the river from more than 200 meters northeast from the gap between trees.

The body is much smaller than a tiger but longer than a lynx. It has a long tail. Although it doesn't see the hair clearly, it's definitely a leopard!

The river surface is lower than the terrain on the bank, and the figure has gone down. Wu Hao’s mood is similar to Deng Liuzi now.

Excited and nervous, he would curl his lips by throwing this 100,000 yuan, but his mood would definitely be different when he met a leopard.

It’s not a matter of money at all. Fighting leopards and tigers is the honor and obsession of hunters. He is afraid that leopards will go north along the river.

I will definitely not be able to chase it. I only have one chance to shoot it. He is hiding it tightly now. No matter how careful the leopard is, he will not be able to find him. He will definitely not be vigilant.

It is much easier to catch leopards with prey than squatting. If you are fished, the leopards will be very careful, but ambushing will be different.

As long as it comes, as long as it stops, as long as it is about one hundred meters, the leopard is his.

He could think of his mother's surprise and joyful look, and even more so, his sister heard that she was more than 3,000 yuan.

The leopard did come, and when it got down the river, it did go northwest. It was also unlucky enough. It could meet dogs everywhere it went, and was surrounded. It ran southwest with a shot.

I was afraid that I would go west when I met someone. I wanted to turn north to the grassland, but there was a wolf howling from the northwest. I was not afraid of fighting alone.

There were many howlings of wolves coming from there. It could not beat so many wolves, so it could only go southwest. This time it caught the hunt and slept for a while before rushing.

I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, and I haven't eaten enough. I'm in a bad state. Fortunately, I haven't encountered anyone or dog again.

It was preparing to walk for another period, enter the northwest forest to hunt and eat, and have a good rest for a night.

The golden leopard had just walked out a few meters along the river when he suddenly heard the screams from the southwest.

The voice was familiar, and the sable occasionally barked when it ran away. The golden leopard heard it and its body trembled subconsciously.

It is now afraid of this sound, so it ran north a few steps and heard the "gurgle" sound again. After stopping, it is confused in its eyes.

The dog barking is not as rampant as the dog, but more fear. This is not the dog, but the scream of prey running away.

It is now hungry and doesn't want to miss it when it encounters prey, so it puts its front paw on the river bank and looks southeast.

The big hair was pulled down by the sable for more than 30 meters, but when it reached the flat ground, it was faster. The sable had to run up and downhill on the undulating snow.

Damao jumps forward directly on the high slope, jumping three or four meters away at a time, which is very physically exhausting, but it can catch prey faster.

Seeing the predator getting closer, Silk, "Gulu" and "Wang", was so scared that its four short legs were stomping on the snow.

Its cave is the safest place in the northeast. Not only tree holes, but also caves under the gravel piles. Previous predators could not open the caves, so it was the safest place.

I wanted to run east, and there were holes there, but it smelled a strange smell and turned to the northeast.

I noticed that the predator behind me had caught up with it a few meters. Before I could go to the cave, the sable entered the forest and kicked the ground, grabbed the second tree trunk and climbed up.

The hole of this tree is also small, so predators cannot enter.

Only a sable can jump more than half a meter high, but a yellow-throated sable can jump three meters directly, and one claw almost hooked its tail.
To be continued...