Chapter five thousand four hundred and thirty-one superb archery
Following Wan Lin's voice, the little monk raised his head and glanced at the hare that had run to the grass beside him. He raised the bow in his hand and loosened the fingers of his right hand.
A slight "bang" sound was heard from the bowstring, and the short arrow that the young monk put on the bowstring flew out with a "swish" sound, and was then stabbed into the neck of a hare dozens of meters away.
The little monk shot a short arrow, raised his right hand, and quickly pulled out another short arrow from the backpack behind him. He quickly put the short arrow on the bow string, raised the bow and arrow, and was ready to shoot continuously.
Preparation, his entire movement was done in one go, and he looked like an experienced mountain hunter at first glance.
Wan Lin saw the little monk accurately kill the running hare with one arrow, and he nodded secretly. Chengru and Feng Dao, who were lying under the surrounding rocks, saw the short arrow shot by the little monk, and both of them shot towards him in shock.
The little monk looked over.
Feng Dao looked into the microphone beside his mouth and asked in a low voice in shock: "Leopard Tou, can the little monk fully draw your little bow?" Cheng Ru also asked in a low voice: "Did the little monk shoot the rabbit? This kid's arrow
The law is so accurate."
Wan Lin glanced at the two of them, and replied with satisfaction: "It was this boy who shot it. My bow is too hard, and he can't fully draw it yet. Now he can draw it about halfway. However, this boy's internal strength
It is already very rare, and its archery skills are superb, quite good."
When Feng Dao and Cheng Ru heard Wan Lin's answer, their eyes showed astonishment. They all knew the hardness of Wan Lin's small bow. When they first joined the Leopard Commando, they could only pull the small bow slightly.
Open a little.
Now, even if their skills have greatly improved, they can barely draw this small bow to full capacity. However, in the process of pulling the bow with all their strength, they cannot guarantee the accuracy of archery at all.
Now, at such a young age, this little monk can actually pull the bow string halfway and can accurately hit a moving target dozens of meters away. This shows that not only is his archery skill good, but he also has some strength left in his hand.
This really surprised the two martial arts masters Feng Dao and Cheng Ru.
At this time, the little monk was ready to shoot again. He glanced at the hare in front of him that had fallen to the ground, then looked at the little bow in his hand and said with bright eyes: "Leopard head, you... your little bow is really...
…It’s so hard, even…harder than…my master’s hard work, and it shoots…further, it’s…so awesome!”
He stammered at this point, rolled his eyes again, looked at Wan Lin and continued: "You... can you give me the little bow? I... I like it so much. And... and, you...
For a grown-up like you, it's so... so embarrassing to take... such a small bow and arrow, can you give it to me?"
Wan Lin smiled when he saw how fond he was of the little bow and arrow, knowing that the boy was already jealous and was thinking about his unique little bow and arrow.
He waved his hand and replied with a smile: "Jingheng, this little bow is my family heirloom. I can't give it to you. Moreover, it is a weapon I carry with me and may be used at any time in battle. Let's do this, wait until I come back later.
When you get home, ask grandpa to make a rigid bow similar to this one for you."
He then pointed to the short arrow that the young monk put on the bow string and said: "This kind of short arrow, like this small bow, is also made of special hardwood and undergoes complicated processing techniques. It is very precious and should not be thrown away unless absolutely necessary."
When the little monk heard that Wan Lin said that he wanted to ask his grandfather to make a small bow and arrow like this for him, he excitedly shouted in a low voice: "Okay, okay, you... remember, go back... to find grandpa."
Make it for me...make a handful, and I...I will definitely come to thank...senior Wan."
He then excitedly pointed to the mountains in front of him, and continued to stammer: "Now... now, I'm going to get... the short arrow that I shot... and bring it back. The hare I shot is also good for comfort...
Condolence to the little mountain king, it... it was angry with me just now, I... I can't afford to offend this little ancestor."
As he said that, he lay down on the rock, raised his bow and arrow, and glanced at the mountains in front of him. He then put the small bow on his arm, bent down and got out from under the rock, and ran towards the grass on the side like a whirlwind.
The little monk ran to the grass in front. He lay down on the grass and pulled out the short arrow. Then he squatted down and vigorously threw the hare in his hand towards the small flowers on the rock in front. He also imitated Wan Lin and made a crisp bird song.
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When Xiaohua heard the cry from the little monk, she turned her head and looked back, just in time to see the little monk throwing a fat hare towards her. She opened her big mouth, shook her tail, and jumped up "click"
It bit the flying hare in one bite and ran towards the side of the rock with the hare in its mouth.
Wan Lin looked at Xiao Hua and smiled. He knew that Xiao Hua only eats living animals and never eats food given by outsiders. Now it is excitedly holding the hare that the little monk just killed and feasting on it. This shows that this ferocious Xiao Hua is
Wang, has completely accepted the young monk as his new partner.
Wan Lin and others rested for a while and ate something. Wan Lin then handed the individual soldier rations package to the young monk and said: "In special operations, we cannot leave any traces during the operation. You can put these
Get rid of everything and don’t let outsiders discover our whereabouts and route.”
The young monk was stunned for a moment, then he rolled his eyes and continued: "Leopard...Leopard head, I understand, okay...don't...leave any traces during the action, to avoid...to avoid being discovered by the bad guys."
He ate the individual soldier rations in his hand after a few mouthfuls and said: "Hey, this individual soldier ration is so... so delicious. Originally, I... I wanted to... eat another box, forget it, then...
…Then let’s be half...half full.”
As he spoke, he poked his head out from under the rock and took a look at the small flowers in the mountains in front of him. Then he stuffed the garbage in his hands into the gaps in the rocks around him. He then picked up a few rocks around him and covered the garbage tightly.
And based on the terrain characteristics of the surrounding weeds, we carefully pulled out a few weeds from the side and buried them next to the rocks.
Wan Lin smiled and nodded when he saw the little monk's actions. He thought to himself: "Although this boy stutters, he is very perceptive. He just said a sentence and this boy already fully understood what he said.
mean."
Wan Lin then stood up with his gun from under the rock, and whispered an order into the microphone beside his mouth: "Keep the battle formation and set off!" He then looked at the little flower on the rock in front and waved his hand, and several people scattered behind the little flower.
Continue to speed up and run forward.
At this time, a dozen figures suddenly appeared in the mountains behind. Armed police captain Wu Lin ran over with a group of his men, panting and staggering.