Chapter 23 Hunting

The next morning, which was the sixth day after the spacecraft landed.

Chen Ming put on his protective suit again and took his pistol.

He planned to continue the unfinished work of yesterday, hunting.

What happened yesterday and the thoughts before going to bed did not affect Chen Ming too much.

Because Chen Ming knew that hunting was likely to be fruitless.

If he hunted an infected animal, he would just consider it as a failure.

As long as the result of hunting was successful once, the benefit would definitely be better than farming honestly next to the spacecraft.

As for the possible virus.

Since it cannot be transmitted through the air, as long as Chen Ming protects himself from injury, boils drinking water at ordinary times, and does a good job of sanitation and disinfection inside and outside the spacecraft every day.

Basically, it can be regarded as non-existent, and it may suddenly appear and disgust himself when hunting.

So in the end, it is definitely better for Chen Ming to do hunting than not to do it.

What's more, when he was reinforcing the fence yesterday afternoon, he took the time to weave a very rough camouflage suit for himself with the purple long leaves he got from cutting trees.

I spent so much effort to make it, I can't just not use it.

Chen Ming put on a camouflage suit over the protective suit he had already put on, looked at the map on the terminal that he had added various marks on, and came to the river.

There were still no fish in the clear river, but this time Chen Ming saw a lot of animals with shells.

They were strange in shape and lay in the sand very quickly. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared in the mud at the bottom of the river, making Chen Ming completely unwilling to catch them.

Chen Ming continued to walk along the river for a while and looked down at the map.

It's almost there.

Not far ahead, there is a place that he specially wrote down on the map.

This is where Chen Ming found a large number of animal footprints densely distributed when he passed by the river a few days ago.

The appearance of such footprints on the river bank is likely to mean that this is the drinking water point for these animals.

After Chen Ming arrived at the place, he found a tree nearby and climbed up.

Then all he had to do was wait.

Wait for those animals that might exist to come and drink water, and the rest depends on the sky.

After the animals that left obvious footprints were scared away, the remaining animals were obviously more difficult to track.

It is very likely that Chen Ming will chase the footprints, and the prey will find him before he, the tracker, finds him.

Chen Ming is not a professional hunter, has no special hunting knowledge, and has no hunting skills.

So crouching hunting like now is obviously more suitable for him.

At least what he has to do is very simple, wait for the animal to come, then raise the gun and shoot.

With the temperature control device inside the protective suit, it is not difficult to stay outdoors for a while in the early autumn when it is still a little hot.

Otherwise, Chen Ming would have been unable to bear it when he was halfway through carrying the corpse yesterday.

Now Chen Ming only needs to squat on the tree, which is much easier than yesterday.

He also brought a terminal with him. While waiting for the prey, he can read the books on the terminal, so it is not a waste of time.

Two hours passed quickly.

Just when Chen Ming was already immersed in the contents of the books in the terminal.

In the bushes on the other side of the river, an animal suddenly appeared.

It has a pair of curved horns on its head, a slender body, and purple hair with lavender spots in the middle. It seems to be an antelope.

It really came.

Chen Ming was a little surprised. He had been prepared to wait for several days to see the animals that came here to drink water, but he didn't expect to see it so soon.

Chen Ming slightly moved his arms that had not moved for two hours, slowly raised the terminal, and took a photo of the antelope.

The search also produced results.

The name of this antelope is purple antelope, which is a herbivorous social creature.

Knowing what he wanted to know, Chen Ming immediately put away the terminal.

He raised the pistol, aimed at the purple antelope, and pressed his index finger on the trigger.

Chen Ming didn't rush to shoot, but continued to keep calm and wait quietly.

After the first purple antelope poked its head out of the bushes and confirmed that there were no dangerous animals around.

Soon, other purple antelopes came out of the woods one after another.

The antelopes quickly gathered at the river bank. The first purple antelope to come out stood alone at a distance from the antelopes, on guard.

The other purple antelopes gathered together and began to drink water in batches.

During this process, none of them noticed Chen Ming on the tree on the other side of the river.

Now is the best time.

Chen Ming aimed his gun at the largest antelope in the drinking antelope group.

He slowed down his breathing and pulled the trigger the moment it lowered its head to drink water.

Under the effect of the silencer, a very low gunshot sounded, and the .45-caliber bullet went straight through the body of the purple antelope and shot through its lungs.

The pain stimulated the purple antelope to jump up and turn around and rush into the woods.

In just a few seconds, Chen Ming clearly saw the blood foam between its mouth and nose.

Several purple antelopes nearby also reacted quickly and followed the injured purple antelope into the woods.

But the purple antelopes that were a little further away did not react so quickly. Without the leader in charge of the alert giving a warning, they continued to drink water.

This gave Chen Ming the opportunity to shoot again.

Chen Ming's second shot was fired quickly.

Once again, it accurately hit the chest of a purple antelope.

This time, stimulated by the pain, it rushed into the river in front of it in a panic, struggling for a few times and then stopped moving.

The bright red blood gradually spread in the river.

The violent splashing sound and the spreading smell of blood frightened the herd of purple antelopes, who turned around and fled, raising dust all over the ground.

Chen Ming couldn't aim steadily at this time. The difficulty of shooting at a moving target is much higher than that of a fixed target. In addition, there was smoke and dust blocking his vision.

Chen Ming could only aim roughly and pull the trigger one after another, shooting out the remaining bullets in the magazine.

This round of shooting caused two more antelopes to fall down.

Including the previous two, there were a total of four purple antelopes that were about the same size as wolfhounds. As long as they were not rotten, they would be enough food for Chen Ming for a long time.

Chen Ming filled his pistol with bullets and waded through the river with a nervous mood.

He found the body of the purple antelope floating on the water.

When he saw the appearance of the body, Chen Ming finally showed a smile on his face.

The body was not rotten.

Chen Ming quickly dragged it to the river bank and continued to go deep into the woods.

Following several obvious bloodstains, the bodies of three other purple antelopes were found about a hundred meters away. They were also not rotten.

Chen Ming restrained his inner joy and nervously knocked open the skulls of the four purple antelopes by the river.

After confirming that their brains showed no signs of decay.

Chen Ming finally put his mind at ease.

The first hunt was successful.