Chapter 971 Father and Son Meet

The two traps were triggered one after another, and the successive explosions woke up Zhao Jun and others in the shack.

"Brother!" Li Baoyu said to Zhao Jun happily: "The great revenge has been taken!"

Zhao Jun's face did not show much joy. Even before a mouse stepped on the mouse trap, it would step on it several times and observe clearly before taking the bite.

If mice are like this, what about tigers?

And this tiger is a mountain tiger. For the food that suddenly appeared in its territory, it will definitely identify it again and again.

So, Zhao Jun thought that even if the Northeast Tiger bit the explosives, it would have to wait until the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"Brother!" At this time, Xie Zhong asked a key question, saying: "Why did it make two sounds?"

There were four sounds outside, and Xie Zhong's words did not express his meaning. What he wanted to ask was actually how a tiger triggered two traps.

"Haha!" Wang Qiang beside Xie Zhong laughed and interrupted: "So what? Aren't there other animals in the mountains?"

After saying this, Wang Qiang added: "No matter how many firecrackers we set off, it is impossible to drive away all the animals in such a large mountain area."

After Wang Qiang finished speaking, Xie Chen asked Zhao Jun: "Brother Jun, let's split into two groups tomorrow?"

Zhao Jun looked at the people around him and said: "We can't talk about that. Let's first drive away the 64th one tomorrow, then go to 62nd, and finally go to 63rd."

Xie Chen meant to split into two groups and set off to drive away two traps at the same time. But Zhao Jun didn't want to take risks, after all, it was a tiger. So he asked everyone to act together and drive away all three traps together.

"Brother!" Xie Zhong said: "There was no sound over there on 63?"

"If there was no sound, wouldn't it be on the back of the mountain?" Zhang Yuanmin said.

The traps set by Zhao Jun and his men in the 62nd and 64th forest squads were located on the hillside that was diagonally opposite to the shack where they lived. The sound echoed in the mountains, so they could hear it.

The trap in the 63rd forest squad was not the same, so the sound alone could not be used to infer whether the trap was triggered.

Similarly, Zhao Youcai and the tiger hunting team heard nothing. At this time, the bonfire made Zhao Youcai's cheeks hot, but his back was getting colder and colder.

This was because the tiger hunting team took care of him because he was the oldest, and only let him lean against the big red pine.

It was better to have the red pine trunk to block the wind, but the effect was limited. The heat in front and the cold in the back made Zhao Youcai very uncomfortable.

He loosened the steel gun in his arms and turned his body to warm his back, but this made his chest cold again.

Not only Zhao Youcai couldn't sleep, but the four members of the tiger hunting team couldn't sleep either. The five people were tossing and turning.

After freezing for half a night, they had no interest in chatting and were just waiting for tomorrow morning.

It was almost six o'clock in the morning, which was almost the coldest time of the day, and there was only a small pile of bonfire left.

There was no firewood next to them, and the five people squatted around the fire shivering. But it was not daybreak, so they could not set out.

Meanwhile, the heat in the shack took away the cold, the fire boiled the water in the stew pot, and Zhao Jun put the dumplings into the pot.

"Thirty more?" Wang Qiang asked, holding a small bag of noodles.

At this time, the stew pot was filled with wild boar and sauerkraut dumplings, and the bag of noodles Wang Qiang was holding was filled with beef and carrots.

"Uncle, there is no hurry." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Let's put them in one by one, it's not even daybreak outside."

The steaming dumplings were served on the table, and the six people gathered around the table to eat dumplings and vegetables.

Yes, there were also vegetables.

When they left home, they took a lot of canned luncheon meat and canned fish. According to Wang Meilan's original idea, they opened the cans and placed the bottoms of the cans on the stove to heat them.

In addition, there were fried peanuts and dry fried soybeans. If they were not afraid of encountering tigers during the day, Wang Qiang and his friends would want to have a meal in the morning.

After eating and drinking, it was past seven o'clock. Seeing that it was gray outside, Zhao Jun and his men tied their leggings, dressed neatly, carried guns and knives, and pressed the stove in the shack before going out and heading straight for the 64th forest squad.

When they got to the 64th forest squad, a group of people ran to the place where the trap was set yesterday. Halfway through, they saw a row of wild boar footprints.

In this mountain, wild boar footprints are the most common. Zhao Jun went over and touched the snow in the footprints, judging that the wild boar had been there for no more than a day.

"This is not a cannon egg." Wang Qiang came over to take a look and said, "This pig can't be too big."

Under normal circumstances, only cannon eggs come and go alone. But now is the mating season for wild boars, and there should be no solitary pigs. And as Wang Qiang said, looking at the footprints left behind, it is not a cannon egg.

I think this lone wild boar was either killed by a tiger or stunned by firecrackers.

Then, the one biting the bomb must be it.

Sure enough, when approaching the trap, a wild boar was seen lying in front of the trap.

This was a small yellow-haired pig, weighing about 80 kilograms, with a flat stomach. I'm afraid it hadn't eaten properly for several days before it fell for the explosive.

And Zhao Jun's explosive was obviously not lightly wrapped. As soon as the wild boar's mouth closed, the explosive exploded. Although the entire pig's mouth and nose were broken, it was not a fatal injury because it did not hurt the brain stem.

But there was still one shot.

When setting this trap, Zhao Jun used the hanging barrel gun given by Zhou Chengguo. The bullet directly penetrated the small yellow-haired pig, and it fell on the spot and died.

After the Zhao family gang came to see it, Zhao Jun ordered Li Baoyu and Zhang Yuanmin to collect the guns and wire ropes, and asked Jie Zhong and Jie Chen to chop the pig's legs with a small hand axe.

If the wild boar was not opened in time, it would definitely stink, and the meat on its body could not be eaten. Only the four pig legs could be kept.

It has been freezing since midnight. The inside of the wild boar is not frozen through, but the outside is frozen solid.

Xie Zhong and Xie Chen first sawed the meat on the pig legs with a curved saw, and then chopped the bones with an axe. If the wild boar body is thrown down, the tiger will not be able to eat it.

Four pig legs were tied up with ropes in pairs, and Xie Zhong and Xie Chen put them on their shoulders. Everyone returned to the shack, threw the pig legs down, and ran to the trap on the 62nd forest squad.

The shack they lived in was just below the 62nd forest squad, and it only took a short distance to get there.

Anyone who often goes up the mountain knows that you will feel tired at the beginning of the mountain, but as long as you sweat a lot with the activities, you will not feel tired the next time you walk.

So, Zhao Jun and his team walked briskly to the trap.

On the other hand, the best condition of the other group was the oldest Zhao Youcai. He carried a semi-automatic rifle and walked in front with a determined look on his face, leaving those behind more than a mile behind.

The four members of the tiger-hunting team were like scattered soldiers at this time. It is not fair to say that they have poor physical fitness. It is not right to say that they cannot endure hardships.

They have never suffered this kind of suffering.

They trekked for a day yesterday, and ate roasted sticky bean buns with snow at night. They had heartburn and sour water kept coming up their throats.

They did not sleep all night and were frozen all over. They had not eaten this morning and could not even sweat when they wanted to get up. At this time, looking at the top of the mountain, Li Chunming and others remembered that Zhao Youcai said that they could meet the tiger if they turned over, so they kept gritting their teeth and persisting.

The wind was getting stronger as they reached the top of the mountain, and the mountain wind blew the black coat outside Zhao Youcai's cotton-padded jacket.

In order to chase the tiger in this icy and snowy place, the five people wore white coats at the beginning. But after two days of tossing, especially the night of fumigation, the white coats turned into black coats.

With the black coat fluttering, Zhao Youcai quickly turned over the top of the mountain and went down the hill with a gun.

Zhao Youcai dared to conclude that the tiger was not far away from him. The reason is very simple, because it can't get food, and there is no energy to supply the body's needs, it must lie down.

And given its state, Zhao Youcai concluded that if it lies down, it will not be able to get up, and it may even freeze to death before last night.

In Zhao Youcai's opinion, even if the tiger is frozen to death, it was forced to this point by himself. That is to say, he will soon be a tiger-killing cannon.

When he thought of this, Zhao Youcai's steps became faster, one step faster than the other.

Suddenly, there was a fallen tree blocking the road in front. Seeing that the fallen tree was a ash tree as thick as a human calf, Zhao Youcai slowed down his steps slightly and frowned.

This fallen tree was across the ridge, and it was used to block mountain runners. Because when mountain runners walk on mountain roads, they usually hold on to the ridge.

"Explosives?" Zhao Youcai recognized the mark on the ground before he reached the tree. Zhao Youcai frowned, reached out and touched the footprints left by the person next to him, and immediately judged that the footprints were no more than one day old.

The tiger's footprints went down the south slope and around the tree, and the human footprints also went there. Zhao Youcai felt bad when he saw it.

He knew that the tiger was going to the explosives. How could a tiger that had been hungry for almost two days not bite the explosives?

If the tiger died by biting the explosives, how would the merit be counted?

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Zhao Youcai's mind. He even wanted to go there first to see if the tiger was really killed by the explosives. He would find a way to change the injury from the explosion to a gunshot wound.

But after thinking for a while, Zhao Youcai let out a sigh of relief, turned around and shot at the top of the hill, calling Li Chunming and others over.

With Zhao Youcai's ability, it was not impossible to cheat. But he was afraid that if the tiger did not touch the explosives, but went somewhere else, when he went to chase the tiger, Li Chunming and others would not be able to distinguish the footprints on the ground, and follow the footprints of the people who put the explosives, and then scratch the explosives, it would be bad.

Zhao Youcai was a man who loved fame and fortune, but at this moment, he decisively chose to wait for the tiger hunting team to go with him.

Before Zhao Youcai opened fire, the tiger hunting team was climbing up with difficulty. As the team leader, Li Chunming kept encouraging the team members.

"Oh my God!" Zhao Jicheng sighed and said, "Brother Li, don't rush me. My calves are shaking now."

"You are the only one who has too many things to do!" Li Chunming used another method to encourage Zhao Jicheng, saying, "Look at Zhao Baotou, he is older than several of us, and he is very active!"

"Brother Li, can we compare with him?" Zhang Dongzhi also complained, saying, "He has such a big hunting gang under his command!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Dongzhi became excited and said, "There are so many hunters in my hometown, and there are also hunting gangs, but three or four families can't even get together 20 dogs!"

"He is so rich!" Qin Zhusong said, "If you want to smoke, just smoke Shilin's!"

"Oh! It's not that good!" Li Chunming shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "This person is too cunning, he gave us the cigarettes, and I was embarrassed later!"

Just then, gunshots rang out.

At this moment, the four people thought that Zhao Youcai had been knocked down by the tiger, and immediately ran to the top of the mountain as if they were injected with chicken blood.

After Zhao Youcai fired the gun, he took out the cigarette box from his pocket, took out the last Shilin cigarette and put it in his mouth. Before he could light the cigarette with a match, he heard someone firing a gun below.

The gun was fired by Wang Qiang. They heard someone firing a gun above, and they were afraid that they might be accidentally injured if they rushed up, so they fired a gun to alert the people above.

Zhao Youcai was startled when he heard the gunshot. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it on his ear, and then fired another shot into the sky.

At this time, gunshots were heard from below.

"It's bad!" Zhao Youcai's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted down: "Hey... is it a bomb?"

His voice drifted down with the wind, mixed with the mountain wind and the echo, and it changed a little, so that Zhao Jun and others could not recognize him for a while.

And Zhao Jun and others did not shout to Zhao Youcai, because they were in front of the trap.

Seeing a tiger lying there, Li Baoyu, who was walking in the front to open the way, rushed forward with a roar, but was stopped by Zhao Jun.

Then, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang moved forward with their guns. They were not on the side of the mountain where the muzzle of the gun was facing that side. There was an obstacle blocking the road in front, and the group could only see the trap by going around.

In the process of going around, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were very alert, but soon they saw the tiger lying in the ice blood.

Yes, it was ice blood.

After being hit by a bullet, the tiger's blood soaked the snow beside and under the tiger, but it soon condensed into ice chips and finally turned into ice.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun really thought that his great revenge had been avenged, and he passed by happily.

Seeing Zhao Jun running over there, Wang Qiang, Li Baoyu and others hurriedly followed. When they got close, although they saw that the tiger was dead, Li Baoyu raised his gun and was about to whip the corpse.

"Baoyu!" Zhao Jun shouted at Li Baoyu, tilted his head and looked at the tiger's broken leg.

The semi-automatic bullet directly shattered the tiger's calf, causing it to drop a tiger claw.

Everyone was very surprised to see that the tiger was missing a claw. But until now, everyone has never thought that this tiger is not the one they want to shoot.

"Oh my god!" Wang Qiang frowned and said in surprise: "Who is this? So fierce? He was shot twice!"

"Why two shots?" Zhao Jun heard this and hurriedly turned to the tiger's back, only to see a groove on its back, which was obviously caused by bullets.

"Fuck!" Li Baoyu also exclaimed: "Who is this?"

When they arrived at the place where the dog gang was fighting with the Siberian tiger, Zhao Jun first fired a gun to scare away the Siberian tiger, and then Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, and Li Baoyu chased the direction where the tiger disappeared with guns.

After they finished shooting, they didn't even look at the gun slide, because they didn't even touch the shadow of the tiger, so what could they hit?

"Oh!" Jie Chen pointed upwards and asked: "Could it be the man above who shot?"

"No!" Wang Qiang shook his head and said: "We have been wandering around this area for two days, setting off cannons and so on, and we didn't see anyone coming."

After saying this, Wang Qiang squatted down, stretched out his hand to press the broken leg of the tiger, and stood up again and said: "It doesn't look like a new injury."

"Isn't it right?" Wang Qiang asked suspiciously: "Didn't we fight it the day before yesterday!"

"Ouch!" Li Baoyu's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Could it be that we shot it that day?"

"It's possible!" Zhang Yuanmin followed with a sentence , but Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "No, we chased after it that day, and didn't see any blood!"

As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed to the broken claw of the tiger and said, "The leg is broken, how much blood will come out?"

"Tsk!" Wang Qiang looked around and said, "This man is quite evil, who could he be? Zhou Chengguo?"

Just then, another voice came from above, and he shouted, "Someone is coming down!"

When he went down the mountain, his body scraped against the branches next to him and made a sound. At this time, he had to tell the people below that he was a person, otherwise someone would shoot him with a gun, which would be troublesome.

"Hmm?" The man's voice inevitably changed as the wind went down, and everyone felt familiar at first.

Zhao Jun was the most familiar, but he couldn't just recognize him as his father.

"Come down!" Zhao Jun shouted loudly, "Who are you?"

The wind was blowing downwards, but the person was close to them. They heard Zhao Jun's original voice and immediately responded, "Dad!"

This sounded like a curse at the moment. When Zhao Jun was stunned, Li Baoyu was angry at that time.

"Fuck!" Li Baoyu was about to rush up, but was grabbed by Zhang Yuanmin!

Brothers, this is the only chapter today.

I was a little bit upset yesterday. I finished updating at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I just took off my clothes and lay down. I received a call that they had finished beating corn and sent me corn pulp. Now I live in the countryside down the mountain. If there is no firewood, I have to burn corn pulp.

I was so tired after frying the corn pulp that I couldn't sleep.

I got up this morning to make carrot soup, but I forgot to put salt. I didn't recover after a day of rest today. Let's see if I can add more chapters tomorrow.