"What are they doing?" Ma Dazhuang looked at Zhang Qian who was climbing a tree on the display screen, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, venting doubts.

"Maybe it's to be a warning!" In fact, Yang Ping was not very sure.

"Why do I think he is pulling branches? It doesn't seem like being a warning!" Ma Dazhuang responded.

Yang Ping said: "Look, no matter what they do, we will know until the end!"

Zhang Qian pulled down the branches, but he didn't do any repairs, just used such a large branch.

Seeing Zhang Qian tied the tourniquet directly to both ends of the forked ends, Zhu Jianqiang said: "Should we cut it from the middle? By the way, what should we do with that buckle?"

Zhang Qian pulled the tourniquet, tried the strength, and said, "Don't buckle the pocket, that's fine. I don't plan to use this to stone!"

"What should I do? What should I use for bullets?" Ding Yi asked from the side.

Wang Zhijun also turned his head, and he also looked at him curiously, with doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Qian pulled a branch next to him, shook it in front of the three of them, and said, "Just use this!"

Zhu Jianqiang asked back: "Are you sure you use this? How to use this? Moreover, the wood is a little light and not very lethal."

Zhang Qian said: "If it is done, it will naturally be lethal. Isn't this done yet? Wait until I fix it a little!"

Wang Zhijun next to him said, "It's too hard. It's such a troublesome thing to make a pheasant, and it's a waste of time, but it's enough for us to explore a big place."

Zhang Qian said: "You can't think so either. Now prepare in advance and wait until we encounter other small animals later, which will save a lot of trouble, unless your target is this pheasant."

Ding Yi said: "Wang Zhijun, don't say anything, just let's wait."

The branch on Zhang Qian's hand used as a bullet was as thick as an index finger and had a fork on it. The current situation has slightly trimmed it, mainly to remove the fork on it, but a small fork was left near the bottom.

After adjusting the fork above, he cut it off, and tears were nearly 20 cm long. He lowered his head and found a stone on the ground, and then grind the bottom position on the stone.

This time, Zhang Qian wanted to give a pointed tip on it. This is quite time-consuming, but fortunately, the stone is rough and grinding is quite fast.

After grinding the tip on the thick end at the bottom, he started processing the upper head. He first wiped the longer branch that he had followed on the stone, took out a flat mouth like a flat screwdriver, and then put it aside and waited for subsequent use.

He raised the bottom of the branch with a fork and a smeared shoulder, then took the stone on the ground, found the sharper blade on it, and gently sawed it on the untreated end.

After all, the stone was too wide, so it could only be a big seal, but this was enough for the moment. His father had a branch that had been ground into a flat mouth. He took it over and pressed the bottle on the crack of the stone, and began to use the stone to gently smash it into it bit by bit.

Finally, he opened a crack in the thin wooden stick as a bullet. He looked at it and said, "Fortunately, I picked up a feather just now, so it's ready to use it."

Zhang Qian first split the slit, then took out the feathers he had picked up and hid on his body, and carefully fell into the gap with his thin head. After he finished it, he looked again and felt very satisfied.

Zhu Jianqiang understood and said, "Now I understand, I know the usage of this thing."

Ding Yi and Wang Zhijun also turned around and looked back. When they saw the finished product in Zhang Qian's hand, they also understood how to use this thing.

Ding Yi said: "After you do this, I'm more confident. It seems that we can definitely get this pheasant today."

Zhang Qian said: "Okay, the equipment is right now, but I haven't used a slingshot for many years. If anyone of you has confidence and thinks that it's better to be accurate, then I will give him the power to use it."

Ding Yi looked at the simple equipment made by Zhang Qian, and he wanted to use it very much, but he was very self-aware. He had never used a slingshot when he was a child and had no confidence in himself. If he took up such a good opportunity, it would be a waste.

"I really want to use it, but I know myself. This gun shot me quite accurately, but compared with you, I guess it's only half a pound, but if I want to use this thing, I may not be able to do it."

Ding Yi took the initiative to withdraw. He had thought about this thing. He could try it himself afterwards, but he would never use it at critical moments, otherwise the pheasant would not be able to beat it and would even startle it away. Then his sin would be great.

Zhang Qian turned his gaze to Wang Zhijun. He did not think of Zhu Jianqiang at first. After all, for the three of them, Zhu Jianqiang had a relatively far relationship with them.

Wang Zhijun was also a little jealous of the pheasant equipment made by Zhang Qian. When he saw Zhang Qian turn his eyes to him, he didn't want to accept the pressure, so he waved his hand and said, "I can't do it either. I didn't play with this thing when I was a child. I think it's better to choose someone else."

This is Zhu Jianqiang saying: "Zhang Qian, why are you thinking about you? We are actually in the first team. Are everyone equal? ​​Why didn't you expect to ask me the first time?"

Ding Yi also said: "Yes, you can leave it to Brother Qiang. He had a chance to make a slingshot when he was a child and he played it himself. Then, it would be more useful to give this thing to him."

Zhang Qian then turned his gaze to Zhu Jianqiang and said, "Brother Qiang, since that's the case, then I'll leave it to you for use. There are very few bullets, only one chance, you must seize it!"

After Zhang Qian finished speaking, he handed the simple slingshot in his hand to Zhu Jianqiang. Zhang Qian was very humble in this kind of thing and took the initiative to give up on such things.

Zhu Jianqiang looked at the simple slingshot handed over by Zhang Qian and frowned. It was because of Zhang Qian's words that he hesitated whether he wanted to take it.

If the bullets prepared were enough, Zhu Jianqiang might not have hesitated so much, but it was obvious that Zhang Qian only made one, which put a lot of pressure on the people who used it. After all, there was only one chance. If you missed it, there might be no chance.
Chapter completed!