Wild boars have really become a disaster. Looking at these things today, it seems that there are much more than last night. Looking around, there are so many scattered things. The family pattern is scattered on the slope fields, and the fields of cabbage, celery, garlic and other winter crops have been planted everywhere. As for the several places under the slope, they can no longer be seen, and they have been scattered even worse than the desert fields.

Moreover, these guys seem not afraid of people. They just take their family and are like a tycoon. They can swim around 30 meters away in front of people. That guy is like a college student who just found a girlfriend to visit the campus. That guy is so cool!

Seeing that the wild boar could not be beaten, Wen Xu felt a little unhappy.

From the beginning of holding the gun, to the shooting posture, and even Wang Ping of the gun, he explained Wen Xu in detail one by one. Not only did he explain it, but Wen Xu also demonstrated it several times. Seeing that it was almost done, he even set up several small traps for Wen Xu. For example, when Wen Xu took a break, he suddenly asked Wen Xie to get the gun, and then pay attention to Wen Xu's method of holding the gun and the location of the muzzle.

"I said to Instructor Wang, can we teach shooting? Don't waste it on this!" Wen Xu looked at the people on the tractor over there, and the guns were already firing like popcorn. He didn't even have a bullet in the chamber of the gun. So he immediately said to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping was straightforward and said whatever he said: "Well, there is no big problem now. I am also careful. It's like you're touching a gun for the first time, and there are two old leaders standing next to you. If something goes wrong, none of us can bear this responsibility!"

Seeing Wen Xu curling his lips and looking disdainful, Wang Ping said: "Don't think so. Sometimes you know that the gun cannot be directed at people, but you will do this when you are not paying attention or subconsciously. If nothing is wrong, it will be troublesome if something happens. I have experienced it myself!"

As he said that, Wang Ping stroked his legs, Wen Xu immediately saw a bloody fool, and he was used to wearing it from his calf. The scar was very hideous, which shocked Wen Xu: "A new recruit gave me a gift! It happened five years ago! I am lucky that some people will never go back after a shot. There are examples like this before, and there will be in the future!"

Wen Xu couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this and nodded seriously.

Wang Ping loaded bullets into Wen Xu's gun, and then taught Wang Ping to lie down first, then from half-squat to upright, and carried out several rounds of tree targets. Then, after seeing Wen Xu almost master the key points, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, you have a good grasp of the posture now. What you lack is to practice more. This is not something that people can teach, but it depends on talent and hard work." After saying that, he signaled Wen Xun to get on the bus.

So Wen Xu got in the car and drove the car to chase the tractor.

Waiting to the tractor, Wenxu stopped the car and climbed into the truck behind the tractor.

As soon as he arrived at the car dou, Wen Xu immediately found that the treatment of the three of them was very good. Each of them had a tripod butt and a stool with a backrest sat on his butt.

"Stop looking for it, just three butt stocks, just use this one with just a little bit." General Wu smiled and took a sackcloth sandbag for Wen Xu, then pointed to the enclosure of the carriage, signaling Wen Xu to put the sandbag on the enclosure and set the gun on the sandbag to shoot.

In this way, Wen Xu would not have to sit in a stool, because once he sat in a stool, he would be too tall and could only sit cross-legged on the ground of the car. Fortunately, Wen Xu didn't care about these things, so what else could he care about when the bullets were enough? So Wen Xu loaded the bullets here and prepared to start his own journey to kill the boar.

At this time, Wang Ping sat cross-legged beside Wen Xu, guiding Wen Xu to shoot while also protecting him, for fear that this guy would have a bad head or subconsciously turn his gun and hurt others.

Wen Xu naturally didn't think so much. After taking a deep breath and holding it, he began to aim at the largest pig in the nearest wild boar herd. Now this guy was stunned and looked up at the surroundings, because he didn't know why his companion died just now. He ran away with his family for about a hundred years before this guy dared to raise his head and observe the surroundings.

However, it didn't mind too much about the tractor for a while, because I've seen this thing too many times. These things with wheels are nothing special for wild boars who often go down the mountain to eat wild food and do damage. Apart from being a little bigger, they are just waste.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a bang. This guy was about to let his feet go away. Who knew that he felt a pain on his back and his whole body was out of control. Suddenly, with the huge pain, his lower body lost consciousness.

"Good, I hit it!"

Wang Ping held the telescope and saw Wen Xu hit the target with a shot, so he softly encouraged Wen Xu.

Mr. Qiu also saw the wild boar on the slope dragging half of his body through the telescope in his hand and crawling around: "Your kid's shot just broke the pig's back! He ran too erratic! Can you beat the pig's head three times the size of you?"

As he said that, Mr. Qiu picked up the gun, half-squinted his eyes and banged it. Then Wen Xu saw through the telescope that my pig was lying on the ground and was only able to twitch. There was a blood hole as big as a fist on the pig's head, and he could not die any more.

Mr. Qiu said, "Tell you to beat the pig's brain!"

As he said that, the old man pointed at the position of his temple as if he was showing off.

Wen Xu immediately gave the old man a thumbs up and flattered him: "Your marksmanship is really amazing!"

This flattery is not a dry pat, but Wen Xu really admires it. The old man is taking a crutch, but as long as he picks up the gun, he doesn't even mention his accuracy and energy, it immediately seems to have improved his vitality.

Who knew that the old man sighed: "No! Twenty years ago, I didn't need these things. I just held the gun...bang...bang... I didn't go astray when I called it out like this. The gun was still a good gun. It's just that this man is old, and it's a bit useless!"

After saying that, I didn't know if the old man was not interested or why. I sat back on the stool and watched Wen Xu beat him, while I was holding a telescope to find a target for Wen Xu.

Seeing Mr. Qiu pointing out Wen Xu, Wang Ping stood quietly beside Wen Xu, put down his telescope, and observed the movements around him.

Bang!

"A little bit off, pay attention to your breathing, and before firing the gun, you must be calm and have no distractions... Come again! Seeing that the big one over there is, this time we will hit it. At ten o'clock, it's the one with a broken fang..." The old man saw Wen Xu's shot hit the wild boar's neck and directly killed the wild boar, so he said.

Before the old man could finish his words, the wild boar with broken teeth lay down with a bang. Mr. Qiu turned to look at Shi Shangzhen and saw that she was aiming, so he said to Mr. Teacher: "Old thing, you have to compete with me, right?"

"I've been sighting for a long time. What do you mean to compete with you? There is something wrong with the target you choose!" The teacher proudly put down the telescope in front of him. The shot hit the target's heart. The old man was very satisfied.

"Old thing!" Mr. Qiu muttered, then turned to look at Wen Xu and glared: "What are you stupid? Find the next target!"

"This wild boar ran away!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

Mr. Qiu shouted into the tractor cab at this time: "Change a different place!"

So the tractor carried everyone around for a few hundred meters. At this time, a group of soldiers drove three small cars to get the pigs lying on the ground, and then transported them to the bottom of the slope. Wen Shigui and others were already waiting, waiting for the pigs to be unloaded on the small hand tractor and transported them to the village.

As soon as the soldiers retreated, Wen Xu and his men found a good place. Four or five groups of wild boars were urging on the ground of Wen Guangzhi's house. The ground of Wen Guangzhi's house was planted with cabbage, which were not too big. Now they were almost arched by these things. There were almost no good cabbage. Instead, they were filled with cabbage leaves, which were almost spread all over the floor.

There was nothing to say. Wen Xu was waiting for the car to stop. When he heard someone say it was OK, he immediately entered the state of shooting. While smelling the smell of gunpowder from the gun, he also smelled the smell and experienced the shooting key points that Wang Ping and Old Master Qiu said, and then slowly looked for the feeling to make himself more accurate.

Now Wen Xu had nothing in his mind, only the sight on the gun and the wild boar facing the muzzle. Apart from that, there was nothing in his mind. Sometimes Wen Xu could even feel his breathing sound. When his mood calmed down, Wen Xu's hooking machine, even after it was hooked, Wen Xu still maintained a shooting state of about one-third of the second.

"Okay, you guys have made progress!"

The shot made Mr. Qiu very satisfied. It was exactly where he asked for it. This made him reach out and pat Wen Xu on his back. After encouraging him, he made higher demands on Wen Xu: "The farthest group, the one on the big rock on the top of the hillside, had a piece missing from his ear, as if it was torn, that one. I want you to beat the pig's heart this time, and now the distance is about..."

Hearing the old man say this, Wen Xu quickly found a new target. It was an adult strong boar. Although his physique was two smaller than the ones brought back by Wen Xu, this physique was the standard physique of wild boars in the forest. For example, those who were originally beaten to death by the bully group, and those who came back with Wen Xu were all at the level of pig demons. Normal wild boars lived to this age and did not have their physique. This is the product of genetics and luck. They cannot grow like this after living for a long time.

Wen Xu was aiming at him when he suddenly heard the voice of a warrior coming from behind him.

"Report to the leader, the fellow villagers said that they should stop beating pigs' hearts, just beating the heads. There are still people who eat the internal organs, and almost no one wants the brains! It is too wasteful to say that the hearts are coming!..." The little soldier was quite honest and immediately passed on the conversation between Wen Shigui and others.

Wen Xu couldn't help but feel happy after hearing this.

Mr. Qiu smiled and pointed at the teacher: "Go back and tell Wen Shigui and others that some people can only hit the pig's body, but their heads are too small and they can't hit it!"

The teacher glanced at Mr. Qiu with contempt, and then said to the little soldier: "These bunch of things that I can't eat, what's the best pork heart? Pighead meat is the best! Lao Qiu, I remember when I was in North Korea, some people brought a pot of pork head meat from the back. Wow, that smells so fragrant. When I think about it now, I can smell that smell in my nose!..."

The old man said while swallowing his saliva.

The old man’s memory is that the oily meat is called meat. Who can eat it if you are not too thin?

Mr. Qiu said, "Looking at your unpromising appearance, do you think it's the same as before. When you eat pork, you have to buy oil-carried pork. No one wants lean meat. Pork belly is the most popular? Now everyone eats lean meat. Don't talk nonsense. If you don't let people beat the pig body, just come directly at the head!"

"Come on, do you think I'm really old!" The teacher didn't know why he was still old, so he stood up, stepped on the carriage board, put his elbow on his knees, and then he held the gun and started aiming.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three shots in a row, three wild boars, big and small, lay on the ground.

"Good shooting skills!"

The first one to support was General Wu.

The two who were waiting for the show were Wen Xu, the grandson-in-law, who clapped his hands and praised him for his good attacks. For Wen Xu, this was indeed very powerful. He shot three times in a few breaths, and after the first shot, the pigs began to run away. The remaining two shots were all mobile targets. The old man still knocked down two of them unambiguously at such an old age, which convinced Wen Xu.

Shi Shangzhen also smiled and praised his grandfather.

The old man also looked proud.

However, Mr. Qiu immediately poured a scoop of cold water on it: "One shot on the head and one shot on the butt, just a few dozen meters away, are you still embarrassed to show off? In my army, it is the level of the kitchen squad leader!"

"You can do it!" said the teacher.

Who knew that Old Master Qiu did not hesitate at all. He picked up the gun and took a few breaths from aiming to firing the gun. However, the guns were all hit on the head, and the group of silly wild boars were a little further away than the old master.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The teacher was unhappy. Looking at Mr. Qiu's proud face, he vowed to find the scene back, so he signaled the tractor to lean on and keep it within the effective shooting range, and even opened it.

Just like this, the two old men fought for four or five rounds in a row, and changed two or three places, so Wen Xu almost scratched his hair: all the wild boars in the slopes ran away!

Of course, the wild boars are not stupid either. Their companions die one after another, and they lie down with each bang. It would be strange if they don’t run away! Although they are arrogant, it does not mean that these guys think they are invulnerable!
Chapter completed!