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Chapter 13 Can a three hundred catty big black pig, a male wild boar, make it?

Si Chen slowly picked up the gun and began to aim at the big wild boar that was swaying its tail and humming, humming, looking for food.

Thanks to being with his grandma when he was young, and being taught by words and deeds, Si Chen's marksmanship is quite good.

Even in his previous life, his business was so big.

He is proficient in marksmanship, riding, boxing, Sanda, and even fighting skills.

In a long life, a person without a wife or children, apart from work, basically devotes his time to many physical-consuming sports.

Those primitive fighting sports, rough and violent, sweating profusely, can greatly relax his body and mind.

The big wild boar slowly approached——

Si Chen held his breath and concentrated, calculating the distance between himself and the wild boar.

For such a huge wild boar, the gun in his hand must be used at an extremely close distance to let the steel ball penetrate its head and hit the brain stem directly to kill it.

Otherwise, it will cause the wild boar to attack crazily!

Si Chen opened his hand that was holding the trigger, and then slowly pulled it on.

Close your left eye and aim carefully with your right eye.

The gun, which was nearly 1.6 meters long, had a long wooden barrel and a black muzzle, moving inch by inch as the wild boar gradually approached.

The wild boar was getting closer and closer, and Si Chen could feel his heart beating with excitement!

He hasn't hunted for many years, and he likes this feeling of conquest and hunting!

The wild boar didn't even raise its head, swung its tail all the way and ate it.

It stopped below Si Chen, at a distance of three meters!

Si Chen calmed down, aimed directly above the pig's head, and was about to pull the trigger——

Suddenly, the wild boar seemed to notice something. It raised its head sharply, chewed, and looked at Si Chen with its dark eyes.

boom--

A gunshot!

Be impartial and hit the boar on the head!

Ouch! Ouch!

The howling wild boar jumped up crazily, shaking its head uncontrollably, with blood stains on it, and was thrown to the grass.

Si Chen was afraid that he might not have penetrated the wild boar's skull, so he quickly filled it with black powder and steel balls, preparing to refill the gun.

Unexpectedly, the frantic wild boar, like a revenge, slammed its body into the apricot tree where Si Chen was sitting.

The rainwater on the trees is falling down, filling with black gunpowder, which is impossible.

Si Chen quickly covered the bamboo tube with black gunpowder, stood up, and prepared to escape to another apricot tree.

Amidst the violent shaking, he grabbed the crossing branches and quickly jumped to another tree.

Over there, the howling wild boar was still crazily humping the apricot tree with its body.

Si Chen was a little puzzled. Didn't he hit his head?

It shouldn't be. Look at the bleeding location. If it's really penetrated, it's the brain stem.

Otherwise, wait a moment?

Let the bullets fly for a while?

Sure enough, after just two minutes of waiting, the wild boar gradually turned off.

Slowly, its movements became slower and slower, and its howling became weaker.

Finally, he collapsed under the tree, twitching unwillingly.

Si Chen was immediately happy, it’s done!

After waiting for another ten minutes, Si Chen saw that it was completely motionless and then slid down from the tree.

Taking a closer look, he could see that the wild boar was bleeding heavily from its brain. This time, he was very sure that it was dead.

Si Chen did not dare to delay, so he quickly took off a rope and imitated the technique of the militia team led by his grandma, and tied the wild boar's four hooves together tightly.

I specially wrapped the rope around the pig's head and wrapped it twice more, and it was done.

He dragged the huge wild boar slowly down the mountain.

Fortunately, it was on the way down the mountain. With Sichen's height of 1.8cm and weight of 150 kilograms, he could not drag the 300 kilograms wild boar.

Thanks to the huge size of the wild boar, the gravity resistance is sufficient to prevent it from rolling down.

After taking a few steps, Si Chen heard a humming sound coming from behind—

Damn it!

Another wild boar coming?

Si Chen's scalp suddenly went numb, and the hairs all over his body stood up!

He quickly put down the dragging rope, quickly picked up the gun, and quickly refilled the ammunition.

I glanced back, huh? Isn’t this the original sow?

At this moment, it was leading a group of cubs, leisurely and leisurely, to the foot of the apricot tree.

Just now, the male wild boar went wild and crazily attacked the apricot tree for a while, causing many apricots to fall.

But I saw the sow's whole family wagging their tails happily together, humming and eating!

As for Si Chen, the whole family is not interested in taking a look. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Si Chen:......-_-||

Go quickly!

With the gun on his back, Si Chen dragged the wild boar and hurried down the mountain.

For two hours, Si Chen got up again after slipping and falling countless times in the increasingly heavy rain——

Finally! I dragged the wild boar to my brick-burning factory.

Nearly lost strength!

Everyone is floating~

Si Chen took a breath, put the gun and ammunition back into the house, and locked the door.

Use the puddle in the yard to wash your hands.

After getting up, he pushed the wooden cart that was originally used to transport bricks in the brick factory and came to the wild boar.

After using up the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, Si Chen dragged the wild boar onto the cart.

After resting for another two minutes, he pushed the wooden cart and drove towards the village collective.

The brick factory is at the entrance of the village, the office of the village collective, and in the CBD of Sijia Village, in the center.

Sichen braved the heavy rain and trudged for half an hour on the muddy dirt road before arriving.

In the courtyard of the village collective, a large group of people stood or squatted, smoking dry cigarettes under the eaves of the tiled houses.

In the yard, a half-sized Landrace pig weighing less than 100 pounds was tied up by Wu Huada. It was still struggling unwillingly and howling at the top of its lungs.

The roars of pigs, mixed with people’s voices of dissent, turned into a mess:

"Uncle Jianhua, this is obviously a half-sized Landrace pig, so God, is he willing to take it?"

"That's right! If you come to worship heaven, which village doesn't sacrifice a big black pig?"

"Nowadays, every household in the village raises pigs of this new breed. So what do you think we should do?"

"How about we go up the mountain and hunt a black wild boar?"

Since Yuanmeng County introduced Landrace pigs in the early 1970s, for more than ten years, almost no one has raised the local large black pigs.

Whenever there is a cloudy day without sunshine, a sudden hailstorm, a severe drought without rain, or even a locust plague, every village will kill pigs to offer sacrifices to the sky.

In recent years, the weather has been relatively smooth. Occasionally, if necessary, I would go up to the mountains to hunt wild boars in advance.

This time, I was really caught off guard.

In Si Chen's memory, after today, they seemed to be going up the mountain to hunt wild boars.

Why did he remember? Because at that time, he was kneeling in front of the graves of his wife and children, and a group of villagers dragged the wild boar down the mountain.

Therefore, he must seize the existing opportunity, and the wild boar will be sent first!

Si Chen pushed the wooden cart into the village collective compound, panted and shouted:
Chapter completed!
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