Chapter 831 Unexpected

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and the yellow-orange beams stretched for thousands of miles.

In addition to bringing color, the light also brought scorching heat. The terrifying temperature of more than 45 degrees made the air twist and swim like a long snake.

The scorching and fierce light had almost no dead corners on the flat land, except for a deep cracked canyon, which was blocked by the rock wall and cast a large shadow.

The shadow enveloped Bifang, and he pulled Alpha to curl up in it to cover his body, and even his breathing was suppressed a lot.

The canyon was not straight, and there were many extensions on both sides of this crack, just like a leaf vein expanding to both sides, shrinking in the shadow of one of the thin branches. If you are lucky, you can cover yourself.

There was a low pressure in the live broadcast room. If all kinds of barrages were not turned off, they would almost drown the entire screen, but Bifang had no time to look at the barrages at this time.

Tens of meters away from its position, a large gazelle with a body length of more than half a meter was lying on the ground at this moment, with blood gurgling under it, flowing along the ground towards the Black Water River.

The smell of blood spread and soon attracted nearby crocodiles.

Crocodiles lurked under the water, like dead wood, and quickly approached the river bank.

The yellow-brown and white hairs were alternating, and there was no wide black stripe at the dividing line between the two. There was a clear white round patch on the buttocks.

The most important thing was that this gazelle had a pair of slender sharp horns on its head, with extremely dense ring edges on them, which looked thin and long, like two sharp spears.

From all these features, it was a slender-horned gazelle.

Bifang squinted and felt a little sorry.

Before it landed, he recognized the genus of the animal with his excellent dynamic vision.

Endangered species in the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species.

The slender-horned gazelle was listed as an endangered species in the last century. The total number is estimated to be no more than a few hundred, far below the threshold of 2,500 mature individuals, and it is still declining.

The main threat is uncontrolled poaching.

Although increased human activity and desertification also lead to the degradation of natural habitats and have negative effects, these effects are not worth mentioning compared to poaching.

Poaching on the African continent can be said to have a "long history".

Since the 19th century, large European hunting teams that went to Africa have basically been guilty of poaching, although some were tried and found guilty by African kings who hunted on their land without permission.

By 1900 AD, European colonial countries had successively enacted hunting bans across Africa, prohibiting most Africans from hunting.

Subsequently, most forms of hunting in Africa, including hunting for food, were also identified as poaching by colonial authorities.

Therefore, commercial poaching is a problem that has only appeared in modern times and has begun to pose a considerable threat to animal populations.

And the more you go back, the more serious it is.

In the 1950s and 1960s after the end of World War II, as European countries were severely damaged and had no time to take care of their overseas colonies, the wave of national independence around the world was rising, and many African countries gained independence from colonial rule during this period.

After independence, most African countries retained the hunting bans established by European colonists, but poaching for food or "bush meat" continued, and poaching for commercial interests was still common.

The inefficiency of the new government's management is certainly one of the reasons for this behavior, but there are also many managers who knowingly indulge in violations, after all, many of them also rely on "bush meat" for precious protein.

In Africa, "bush meat" is almost the only source of meat for poor families.

Live by the mountains and eat by the mountains, live by the sea and eat by the sea.

If you are too poor to mine, you can only rely on raw animal resources.

It is undeniable that those who hunt for food pose a threat to local animal populations, but compared with those who hunt animals for international trade, the threat level of the two is completely incomparable.

In the 1970s and 1980s, poaching in Africa reached an unprecedented level of rampantness, causing a serious crisis.

Elephant and rhino populations are particularly at risk of extinction.

These two animals are not considered "bush meat" and no one eats their meat. They are hunted because of the international market's crazy demand for ivory, rhino horns and their products.

The same is true for the gazelles, which also have beautiful long horns.

No matter which species of gazelle, almost all have a pair of beautiful, gorgeous long horns.

This makes them very popular with "poachers".

Cheap but sturdy motorcycles and quad bikes allow poachers to enter almost all areas of the species' distribution range.

After the 1980s, poaching activities were restrained, but after the "Arab Spring" in the 10s and the related reduction of control and economic difficulties, poaching has become common again in Africa.

Hunters often post hunting pictures on social media websites, and the gazelles, which have a pair of beautiful horns, are frequent visitors.

At this time, the slender-horned gazelle twitched its hind legs, and a large hole was torn in its abdomen, with skin and flesh torn.

Such injuries can only be caused by human firearms. Normal animal hunting is absolutely impossible to cause such hole-like injuries.

Considering the environment at the time, the gunshots, the desert, and the wounds, Bifang had no doubt at all and was 100% certain that it was done by poachers.

The hunter used a homemade earth gun, hiding in the desert to ambush. After missing the first shot, he fired the second shot, and finally succeeded in hitting the target, but unfortunately it did not hit the vital part. The slender-horned gazelle struggled and fled madly, and finally jumped down the canyon in panic.

The whole scene was quickly completed in Bifang's mind.

Bifang compared the gunshot just now with the knowledge in his memory, and did not find a suitable corresponding target, so he guessed that this might be a homemade earth gun.

The power of the earth gun is limited. If the gazelle did not jump down, it might still be saved just by looking at the gunshot wound.

But the incident had already happened. Jumping from a height of tens of meters, even if the gazelles are all jumping experts, they would definitely have no chance of survival if they landed hard.

[Is it poaching again? ]

[It feels like it]

[It's damn poaching again, so pitiful]

The audience in the live broadcast room are not fools. Even if Bifang did not say anything, they guessed who did it and talked about it.

[This is broken into pieces, and the butt is rotten]

[Why does Fang Shen always encounter such things? ]

[You may encounter it if you cross the entire Sahara Desert]

[The more you walk, the more things you encounter. If it is a simple survival mission, you may not encounter it, but the chance of this happening in a crossing mission is very high, especially in Africa]

[I don’t know in China, but I know it after going abroad. There are so many poachers. Two years ago, I went to Kenya, Africa to take a cable car. They drove an off-road vehicle and shot in front of you. No one in the car dared to move]

[Is it true? So arrogant? ]

Faced with the good thing that fell from the sky, the crocodiles jumped out of the river as if they were injected with chicken blood. They came to the gazelle in a dozen seconds and cut the slender-horned gazelle, which was still twitching.

Large pieces of blood and flesh splashed, the skin and flesh were separated, and more blood flowed into the river. Crocodiles dozens of meters away were attracted.

Before long, a group of crocodiles crowded onto the shore, even four or five of them stacked together, like a mountain of crocodiles. The latecomers fought and bit the pioneers for food.

West African crocodiles, which live on fish, rarely eat land creatures.

Bifang raised his head.

In the pale yellow sky, a large bird whose figure could not be seen clearly was circling and flying.

No one came down.

The location where the slender-horned gazelle fell was on the same side as Bifang. If nothing unexpected happened, the other party should also appear above this side.

Sure enough, Bifang soon heard the sound of motorcycles, and the audience was no exception.

[Someone is coming! ]

[It's a motorcycle, they drove a motorcycle over! ]

[Be careful, be careful, be careful! ! ]

Bifang pressed close to the rock wall, trying to reduce the sound of his breathing as much as possible so that he could hear it more clearly.

The sound of the motorcycle came from far away, and disappeared when it came directly above.

Then there was a noisy quarrel.

The rock wall was over 25 meters high. Even if Bifang was close to them, he couldn't hear what they were arguing about. He could only know that they were arguing, and occasionally he could hear one or two words in Arabic.

"Two people, no, more than that, there were three, yes, three voices."

Bifang closed his eyes and lowered his voice to reveal information to the audience.

"They were arguing very fiercely. The distance was too far, so I couldn't hear clearly. They should be scolding or maybe scolding for losing their prey."

Bifang looked at the body of the slender-horned gazelle covered by the West African crocodile, thinking.

The greatest value of the slender-horned gazelle is naturally its pair of slender and sharp horns, which are extremely beautiful and collectible. They are also excellent materials for carving, but its fur and meat are also valuable. At this time, they are all cheap to the crocodile and become its food.

In the end, it was a blessing to have a pair of complete horns left.

The West African crocodile is small in size and not very threatening, but it is not easy to get this pair of horns from it.

Moreover.

Bifang looked at the rock wall that was more than 20 meters high and nearly 30 meters high.

Not everyone is a well-rounded player like me, who is proficient in rock climbing, swimming, and hunting. It is not easy to get down from here.

Since it is a homemade gun, it is just a few wild tricks.

Then the scolding between the poachers is not difficult to understand. It is nothing more than why they forced the sharp-horned gazelle to jump off the cliff here, and finally turned into a pool of rotten meat, and lost the benefits in vain.

After arguing for several minutes, the sharp-horned gazelle had already been dismembered. When the crocodile group dispersed, not even a sharp horn was seen. Obviously, I don’t know which crocodile dragged it into the river.

Seeing this, the poachers who had just stopped arguing again, this time it lasted longer, almost five or six minutes, and there was no intention of stopping at all, and it became more and more intense.

Then Bifang saw a black shadow falling from the top of the canyon from the corner of his eye.

Accompanied by a scream.

Everything stopped abruptly.

! ! !

Bifang’s heart was beating violently, and the corners of his eyes were twitching wildly. He suddenly pressed the camera of the drone and turned it to another direction.

But the audience still saw some scenes. After a moment of silence, the entire live broadcast room exploded!

Murder, this is naked murder!

Not only poaching, but also infighting!

Such a bloody and violent scene almost made everyone who watched the live broadcast stagnant in their thinking.

If hunting animals brings excitement, seeing the crime scene is endless panic.

This feeling is like a cold poisonous snake spreading up along your spine, cold and piercing.

If it weren't for Bifang's identity and proof, his live broadcast would have been impossible to continue at this time.

An unprecedented amount of barrages emerged.

[Crap! ]

[Did I see it wrong? ! ! ]

[They pushed people down! ]

[This is a crime, a crime! ! ! ]

Almost all the barrages were accompanied by a huge amount of exclamation marks, as if only in this way could the excitement of the audience be reflected.

Even worse.

The crocodile that had just dived into the river exploded again, and the lake surface was splashed with layers of water. This group of carnivores was once again attracted by the strong smell of blood.

A gazelle is too small to be shared by these guys.

The audience could not see this scene, but they could hear the waves of water, and their hearts were extremely throbbing.

Bifang's breathing almost stopped. At this time, he could not hear anything with his ears pressed against the wall, as if the people above had disappeared and fell into a strange stillness.

When the voice sounded again, judging from the tone, it seemed to be a question.

Obviously, the poacher couldn't believe this scene either.

But what greeted this question was not communication or insults, but a gunshot, and another black shadow fell, falling heavily on the crocodile.

Bifang was completely dumbfounded.

Alpha on the side fell into anxiety and kept trying to leave, but was held down firmly by Bifang.

What is going on here?

It could be explained by an accident just now, but what is going on now?

Bifang couldn't figure out what happened above, and his brain was in chaos.

What should he do now?

Two black shadows fell in succession, and the West African crocodile fell into a carnival.

The strong smell of blood made Bifang feel nauseous.

As a bystander at this time, he received a lot of psychological shock.

There were two more shadows hovering in the sky, like lingering messengers of death.

Finally, the roar of the motorcycle sounded again, and the last person was leaving!

Bifang's consciousness returned to reality, and he quickly reacted to the extremely messy scene at the scene.

He couldn't let him escape like this!

This is a completely uninhabited area. If we let the other party go like this, he might really get away with it!

A small drone quickly flew up and landed on the cliff. The next moment, the audience saw the fleeing poacher.

But there was no frontal face.

Without any hesitation, the drone quickly moved forward and finally captured the poacher's face before the motorcycle completely disappeared from sight!