Section 408

"Turkeys, not like regular pheasants."

"In addition to being more alert, their flying ability cannot be underestimated."

"Never think that a turkey can't fly, and then pounce on it recklessly. If that happens, 90% of the time, you will pounce on yourself, either waiting for it to take the bait on its own, or find another way... …”

"When South American turkeys are frightened, they will quickly run to a hiding place, flying distances ranging from 500 to 2,000 meters. During the day, these guys will mostly perch on the ground, foraging for insects, crustaceans, lizards, cereals, vegetables, Fruits, etc. will only stay in groups on the trees at night.”

"It seems that there should be more than one around here."

Delicious food is right in front of you.

This kind of temptation is really hard to resist for a weather-beaten survivor!

While speaking, Lu Yu's saliva almost flowed out.

All I can think of is the image of roasting chicken, with the scorched brown chicken skin sizzling with oil...

God has eyes.

Let yourself be lucky enough to meet such a big guy!

If I can win it, I can have a full meal tonight!

The turkey is very fat, so it doesn't matter if you can't finish it. The leftovers can be smoked and stored to be used as supplies for the exploration plan.

Simply kill two birds with one stone.

However, these are all things for later.

The most important thing right now is how to hunt down this "golden crispy chicken".

The bouncy trap is right next to it.

It’s okay to wait until it takes the bait.

But this kind of passive hunting is too random.

Just waiting like this is not a problem.

Sighing, Lu Yu observed the movement of the turkey through the gaps in the leaves, and fell into a dilemma:

“Wild turkeys, which are not close to the vulnerable endangered threshold for survival of the species, are edible.”

"Unlike ordinary chicken, its lean meat rate is quite high, three to five times that of ordinary chicken. Don't think that the meat quality will be poor because it is wild. In fact, it is completely the opposite. It tastes fresh and delicious, and the taste is excellent."

"Now, if only I had a hunting bow, I could easily take it down, but it's a pity..."

Between hesitation.

The turkeys were still pecking at the ground aimlessly on the other side.

Lu Yu's existence was not discovered at all.

But in this situation, Lu Yu did not dare to attack rashly.

We can only wait for the opportunity.

"Turkeys are social animals and usually nest in woodlands near water."

"I have a hunch that there is more than one turkey around here. If you find its kind during hunting, even if you give up, don't disturb them. We have to put a long line to catch big fish."

"Turkeys can be domesticated into poultry. As early as the Neolithic Age, the primitive indigenous people in South America had learned to prepare cassava chicken food and raised turkeys in captivity."

"If we have the opportunity to cook them together, we might be able to build a chicken coop and keep these turkeys in captivity. In this way, we can eat meat every day for the rest of the days."

Chicken coop?

Damn it!

This is the rhythm of being a factory director!

"Chicken, are you too beautiful?"

"Chicken: Humph, do you want to be beautiful? Are you greedy for my body? That doesn't exist!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Damn, what a great idea!"

"666666, should I raise chickens in your wild area?"

"Pacific Chicken Factory No. 1?"

"Haha, is the chicken factory okay?"

"Awesome!"

…

In front of the camera.

When the audience looked again, Lu Yu had already placed the stone spear in front of him.

Hunched away from the bush.

Be prepared to move forward from the side.

At this moment, he had no long-range weapons in his hand.

Only this stone spear can be thrown.

Rather than waste it like this.

It's better to try your luck.

The distance is close enough, so it's not impossible.

The lethality of the stone spear is undeniable.

It's certainly more than enough for turkey hunting.

The only drawback is that it is difficult to grasp the accuracy.

It is easy for deviations to occur.

Anyway, let’s forget about it for now.

Let’s talk about gestures.

If it doesn't work, just withdraw.

…

Soon, he tiptoed across the stream.

Lu Yu quietly hid under a tree.

At this time, the turkey was in the grass not far in front of him.

The distance is at most five or six meters.

In order not to alarm the prey.

During this time, Lu Yu remained silent.

Even the rhythm of breathing has slowed down a lot.

All attention was focused on the stone spear in his hand.

The effective throwing distance of a stone spear depends on many aspects.

Technology, craftsmanship, and even production materials will affect the accuracy of throwing.

Of course.

As primitive weapons, these things cannot yet play a decisive role.

The most critical limitation is that Lu Yu is now fighting alone.

Individual combat is different from group hunting in terms of multiple points of effort.

The fault tolerance rate is extremely low.

One missed hit and it was basically over.

It is basically impossible to catch up again.

But group hunting is different.

In comparison, this method of hunting has a much higher error tolerance.

This is the reason why the primitive natives of the Stone Age were accustomed to using stone spears to hunt wild beasts, and could often succeed!

A random shot, the firepower is fierce.

Not to mention turkeys, no matter how small the prey is, it is not a problem.

But if it's one-on-one.

The situation is very different.

The most powerful weapon for individual hunting is the bow.

Whether the hunt was successful or not, Lu Yu had made up his mind.

He must get a traditional hunting bow when he has time, so that he can deal with such a situation again.

…

The next second.

Lu Yu slowly poked his head out.

He leaned over to observe the turkey's movements.

Then, he handed the stone spear to his right hand and held it tightly.

At the same time, he slowly raised his right arm, posing a posture ready to go.

At this time, the turkey had not yet realized that the danger had come, and was still foraging on the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Yu did not delay.

He narrowed his left eye and aimed at the turkey's fat arm.

He weighed the details of the throw.

The angle was fine, just right.