Although Niu Qingkui said that the bullet tube was enough, Director Yuan also said this.
However, you can’t really get hundreds of rounds of ammunition, right?
That's a bit much.
After thinking about it, Zhang Junping picked up a May 4th pistol again, pulled the bolt, and checked the sight against the wall.
Finally, he took five more magazines and put them all into his satchel.
He had a gun on him, a May 1st-style gun.
The May 1st pistol is the first standard pistol of the Republic and is a complete imitation of the Tokarev pistol.
In terms of performance, it is almost the same as the May 4th pistol.
"Brother Zhang, how do you hold this gun?
This gun is not as powerful as the 5-6 style, and it is not as enjoyable to shoot as the 5-6 style." Niu Qingkui said with a smile when he saw Zhang Junping holding a 38-gai.
"You are an amateur now. We are going hunting, not fighting. Why do you need so much power?
Just have this and this!" Zhang Junping took out the May 4th pistol from his shoulder bag, shook it, and said with a smile.
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A group of ten people and six hounds were walking in the old woods in the northeast.
The snow the day before yesterday did not have much impact on the mountains and forests. At this time, only the slightest trace of studying under the sun can be seen in the shade.
Others, even on the hillside, there are tenacious wild chrysanthemums, blooming with their last stubbornness.
Under the sun, the entire mountain forest is colorful, yellow, green, red, purple and white.
The top of Jinding Mountain is shrouded in mist, making it look like a fairy.
Frozen pines often appear on the top of the mountain, and white ice skating hangs on the green pine trees.
The mountains and forests in autumn are indeed beautiful.
What's even more beautiful is that the prey in autumn is also the most plump time.
Except for the two guides, Zhang Junping and his party were all wearing green military uniforms with leggings underneath.
With a gun on his shoulder, he looked quite heroic.
The hounds brought by the two guides are all well-trained dogs.
Silently exploring the way ahead.
Even if there were pheasants flying out of the grass, they didn't make a sound.
Instead, two hounds silently and quickly chased him.
They were coming for big livestock today, so the pheasants flying out of the grass could not stop them.
Everyone move on.
According to the guide, they had to rush to the Immortal Stone House to camp.
They will stay in the mountains for a day and will not go back until tomorrow afternoon.
Therefore, you should first go to the campsite to set up camp, and then enjoy the fun of hunting and picnicking.
After walking for more than 200 meters, there was a rustling sound from behind. Two hounds that had just chased pheasants had returned.
One of them, a black and white piebald hound, had a pheasant in his mouth.
Another black dog also returned with nothing to say, holding a very fat hare in his mouth.
It seems that I encountered it on the way to chase pheasants.
The hunter named Gong stepped forward and took the pheasant and hare, stuffed them into the cloth pocket around his waist, then took out something and fed them to the two hounds.
Zhang Junping was far away and couldn't see clearly what it was. It was probably homemade dog food.
Raising a dog is also a science. Experienced hunters in the past had their own secret recipes for making dog food.
The effect is much better than directly feeding the meat.
In fact, in this day and age, not many people are willing to feed dogs Dunden meat. If you can feed them cornmeal-steamed woofou, it’s pretty good.
That is to say, when hunting in the mountains, after hunting prey, the entrails of the prey will be rewarded to the hounds.
Whether a hound bred in this way can become a talent depends entirely on the hound's innate talent.
However, the main ingredients of dog food cooked with secret recipes are whole grains such as corn or sorghum, with added animal bone meal and some traditional Chinese medicine for strengthening muscles and bones.
The bones of hounds fed with this kind of dog food are stronger than those of ordinary hounds, and the chance of being bred is also higher.
Zhang Junping learned this from a chat with an old hunter.
Niu Qingkui and the others often come to hunt, and Zhang Junping often goes hunting in the mountains. They all know the rules and will not hunt even large animals before arriving at the campsite.
Because driving with prey will seriously slow down the speed and affect camping.
In the deep mountains and old forests, it is a very dangerous thing if you cannot arrive at the camping site in time and set up camp properly.
Of course, if the big animals are looking for death and attack them, they won't be polite.
Youdao said that Wangshan was a dead horse. They were not far from the Immortal Stone House in a straight line.
However, after trudging all morning long in circles, we finally reached our destination, the Immortal Stone House.
Zhang Junping was very disappointed when he saw the Immortal Stone House that several people mentioned.
The so-called Immortal Stone House is just a few huge stones piled up staggered together, with a cave underneath.
It really goes with that saying, it is better to listen to the scenery than to see it.
Zhang Junping took a look at the surrounding environment. Next to the Immortal Stone House was a very open flat, and there was a creek not far away.
It's quite suitable for camping.
When they arrived at the campsite, Niu Qingkui began to assign tasks to everyone.
Fetching water, collecting firewood, and digging earth for the stove.
Zhang Junping also took a job to cut branches.
A maximum of two people can live in the Immortal Stone House, and others must build shacks outside.
Zhang Junping went to cut branches to build a shack.
Zhang Junping asked Xiao Xia to follow him to cut branches, while Xiao Li followed Jin Yanhua to fetch water from the stream.
The hunter husband also took the harvest along the way and went to the creek to clean it up.
Peel, disembowel, eviscerate, clean.
Entering the forest, Xiaoxia, who didn't dare to speak along the way, wanted to show off.
He chopped down a birch tree as thick as a calf.
The first cut only broke a little bit of skin, and his hand probably hurt from the shock, so Xiaoxia rubbed his hand and wanted to continue cutting.
"Stop!" Zhang Junping quickly called him.
"Brother Zhang, don't you want to cut down trees to build a shack?"
"It's not like cutting down a tree. Let's go! Just follow me." Zhang Junping didn't explain much and just asked Xiaoxia to follow him.
After walking not far, Zhang Junping stopped and pointed at a tree and said: "Chop this tree."
"Brother Zhang, is there any difference?" Xiaoxia stared at the tree for a while and asked doubtfully.
They are all trees of about the same thickness. Which one cannot be cut down, but this one can be cut down?
"Didn't you see that this is a dead tree?
In the old forest, it is not easy for a tree to grow so big.
Therefore, we try not to cut down trees that are still alive.
Another thing is that dead trees have no moisture, so you will feel more relaxed once you carry them.
Also, in addition to building shacks, we also need to chop down trees for firewood, so naturally we have to choose dead trees." Zhang Junping then explained with a smile.
"Oh!" Xiaoxia touched her head and started to chop down the tree.
Zhang Junping did not fight with him, but just watched from the side.
After all, he is a newly graduated student who has never exerted any effort and has no strength in his hands.
In addition, the machete itself was heavy, and the posture for cutting the tree was wrong. After only a dozen cuts, less than one-fifth of the tree was cut, and Xiaoxia couldn't cut anymore.
Zhang Junping smiled, stepped forward and took the machete, "Watch how I cut it and learn from it."
Zhang Junping picked up the machete and chopped diagonally at the root of the dead tree, causing a large piece of wood to fall.
"Cut at an angle and don't cut too much at once. Depending on your own strength, if you have more strength, cut a little deeper. If you have less strength, chop a little less."