Chapter 59. 58. Gunner King

There is another chapter in the middle of the night, thank you brothers and sisters for their support, although the results of this book are not satisfactory, but reading the book review area, the support of brothers and sisters still makes the bullet shell grateful! ****

Wang Bo's two mistakes were that first, he held the gun with both hands, and second, that he put his index finger on the trigger.

"For pistols, if you want to be a sharpshooter, you must develop the habit of holding the gun with one hand. First, the reaction is faster and the muscles are more relaxed when holding the gun with one hand; secondly, the aiming baseline of the single-handed gun is longer and the accuracy is also higher. Some."

"As for the position of your finger, don't put it on the trigger. It's better to put it on the trigger guard, and then put it into the guard when shooting to trigger the trigger. Otherwise, if the fire goes off, even the safest steel Durex will not be able to save you. !"

Wang Bo listened carefully, and then the cowboy stopped talking, so Lao Wang asked, "What else?"

The cowboy shrugged and said, "What else? There's also practice. You don't think F1 racers are taught by teachers in class, do you?"

"Is there any trick to shooting? Why are you shooting so accurately?"

"Because I've been good at shooting since I was a child!" The cowboy returned to his original nature and began to shake his butt obscenely.

There are a lot of rabbits in the ranch. In order to avoid frightening the cattle and sheep, Wang Bo specially practiced his gun at the edge.

The previous two gunshots startled many pheasants and hares, and the two of them probably saw a crake running more than ten meters away.

Wang Bo waved his hand like a cowboy to shoot a gun. After the gun rang, a bullet casing was thrown out. The recoil of the pistol was not very strong for him, but where did the bullet go?

The cowboy said in surprise, "Are you also a sharpshooter?"

"Isn't it?" Pharaoh looked into the distance, the cowboy said so, did he hit something by mistake? But he didn't see any wild animals after looking for a while, and the crake had disappeared.

After hearing what he said, the cowboy shouted: "Schete, knowing that you are not a sharpshooter, why don't you aim and shoot quickly?"

Wang Bo smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't this a good habit to develop as a sharpshooter? Keep practicing, keep practicing."

The hills are undulating and the grassland is vast. Lao Wang stepped on the clumps of wild grass and looked around. What he saw was the emerald green of the mountains and plains, and there were some wild flowers among the green grass, which were blooming colorfully.

Since the management of Ranch Heart, the grass in this area has grown much better. Some weeds that are not suitable for livestock to eat have died, and more tender grass has replaced them.

In addition, the grassland has become much flatter. Although thousands of cattle and sheep have been scattered in the pasture, it has little impact on the pasture, and the green grass grows denser than before, obviously more animals can be fed.

The biggest change now should be the taste and nutrition of the weeds in the pasture, otherwise it would not attract so many birds and beasts.

But Wang Bo's marksmanship was terrible. Although there were many birds and beasts, he fired two bullets in a row, but nothing was hit. He only heard the gunshot.

Of course, his purpose is to practice his hands. Now that his goal has been achieved, and the gun is in his hand, he does not panic. He has gradually adapted to the feeling of shooting.

Bowen shook his head seeing that there were no results, took the gun and said, "Forget it, let me do it, and watch carefully."

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Hehe, there is no bullet."

Bowen asked in astonishment: "Only two magazines of bullets?"

Lao Wang shrugged, what can he do, the police station equipped him with these.

Normally, if you use it, you need to submit a report, but there are gun shops everywhere in New Zealand, and you can even buy it online, so it is enough to replenish the ammunition in time after use, and the police station will not check this.

In this way, there are only two hares to eat, and the cowboy is very annoyed. If he knew that he would shoot a few more shots at the beginning.

Cowboys must have more experience in roasting hares, so after returning to the castle, they set up a bonfire in the inner courtyard square and began to prepare for the hare test.

The cowboy was in charge. He simply sprinkled the rabbit meat with salt and put it on the bonfire.

Wang Bo shook his head and said it was not baked like this. He went to prepare the food package, chopped the onion, ginger and garlic into pieces with a knife, put the mixed material package in the hare's belly, and then tied the gap with wire, so that he signaled the cowboy to roast.

The cowboy slowly turned the hare, and continued to smear oil on it. The vegetable oil and the animal fat of the rabbit were blended under the flame, and the aroma was quickly roasted. The pink rabbit meat gradually turned golden yellow.

The strong man smelled the scent and ran over quickly, with dog chew in his mouth, saliva dripping out, his big brown eyes staring at the roasted rabbit meat without blinking.

As soon as the rabbit meat was roasted, Bo Wen was about to take it off and eat it.

Wang Bo tore a piece of rabbit meat that was still bloodshot, and fed it to the young man in disgust. The strong man didn't dislike it, he opened his mouth and quickly swallowed it, and looked at his master with watery eyes: "Keep feeding me."

"Continue to bake, it has to be cooked!"

Bo Wen said: "No, it's enough to be six mature, and the meat is the most nutritious now! Look, this gravy is red, doesn't it look like..."

"The woman's aunt?"

"OK, you won, keep baking!"

After roasting the rabbit meat, Wang Bo tore off two hind legs first, leaving one for himself. Bo Wen spread his hands and shouted angrily: "This is my labor success, you can't do this... Oh, Xuete!"

Taking advantage of his open hand, Lao Wang quickly snatched the rabbit and tore off the strong breast meat, splitting it into two pieces or his own.

Bo Wen didn't care about complaining, and quickly grabbed the rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

When roasting the rabbit meat, the oil is constantly brushed up, so the meat quality is not bad. The wild rabbit meat is very firm and chewy. Wang Bo stuffed the rabbit belly with condiments and vegetables, and the taste of the condiments entered the rabbit meat, making it even more delicious.

After eating a piece of rabbit meat, Bowen couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect, Wang, your craftsmanship is so good, but as far as I know, you Chinese rarely eat barbecue. I bet you must have opened a barbecue restaurant before. "

Old Wang grinned: "How can I? I used to work part-time in our city crematorium for a while during the summer vacation of college... Hey, why don't you eat?"

Looking at the remaining roasted rabbit meat in his hand, Bowen turned blue.

"Haha, I'm just kidding."

"I knew it." The cowboy laughed too.

"Yeah, how can ordinary people get in at the city crematorium? I work part-time at the county crematorium."

"For God's father's sake, your mother exploded!" Bowen also learned the mantra of the army commander.

In fact, two rabbits are not enough to eat. Two big men and a developing super dog are half full.

Finally, Bowen sucked the meat on his finger and said, "Maybe we should go to the ranch to hunt from time to time. The harvest is not small."

Wang Bo took the young man to find another food, and said lazily, "No, you can't shoot in the pasture, it will easily scare the cattle and sheep."

"Then use a trap." The cowboy said as a matter of course.

"Well, but it's up to you, you go to the trap, I don't understand this, the cowboy should understand."

"Of course the cowboy understands, the cowboy understands everything!" Bowen said proudly, and after he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong...