Reborn in 80: Starting with hunting in the mountains to get rich

Chapter 424 Chen Xiangqian really picked it up

A beautiful snow fox darted out of its den. Its fur was glossy and smooth, reflecting light like the snow itself; it was easy to miss if you weren't looking closely.

At the same time, Li Ju'an fired a shot.

Bang! With a crisp crack, the snow fox was struck below the ear. The bullet pierced through the ear, entering through the small eye and exiting through the large eye, penetrating from the opposite side. Brain matter mixed with blood gushed out, and it was clear that the fox was dead.

Old Jiang shouted, "Good marksmanship!" He raised his gun and aimed at another red fox that darted out. A shot rang out, and another fox fell.

Chen Xiangqian also had a success, but his foreign cannon was inaccurate, and he only managed to hit the hind leg of a mixed-colored fox.

Old Chen sighed with heartache. It was fortunate that the fox was a mixed color; if it were a purebred with a beautiful pelt, it could have fetched a good price. It was such a waste that this kid had squandered it like this.

After firing his first shot, Chen Xiangqian wanted to use his rifle again, but Old Chen stopped him with concern, saying, "Nephew, don't mess around with it."

Old Chen raised the gun barrel and pulled the trigger. The bullet fired, hitting the scraggly fox in the heart and lung area.

Despite being hit in the lung area, the scruffy fox managed to stagger a few more steps before finally collapsing to the ground.

In the latter half of the night, several people killed more than a dozen foxes.

Six of them are red foxes, one is a snow fox, and the other seven are mixed-color red foxes.

Li Ju'an looked around and found the mule tied to the trunk of a large red pine tree. Several men tied more than a dozen foxes to the mule's back. The extras were put into woven bags and hung on either side of the mule.

Old Chen said, "If it snows again soon, it will be difficult for the mules to go into the mountains."

The roads were slippery in the heavy snow, making it difficult for large livestock to go up the mountain, and also difficult to push a cart.

Li Ju'an laughed and said, "Then let's cut down some wood to make sleds, and we'll get the dogs to pull them." The group returned home with their loads full of laughter and chatter.

Looking at the spoils of the dozen or so foxes, Old Jiang was overjoyed. In high spirits, he hummed a folk song. The group, bathed in the morning light, walked to the barn, only to find the campfire had gone out, leaving a layer of ash underneath.

Old Jiang cursed, "Those two brats won't sleep by the fire; they want to freeze."

He stepped into the storeroom, intending to call out to the two boys, but suddenly realized that there was no one there. The storeroom was spotless; the tomb raiders from before were gone, as were the two young hunters.

He slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oh no, we're doomed!"

Li Ju'an released the falcon, and in the dim light of dawn, the falcon could already see the scenery clearly, making the small dots on the mountaintops and the shadows visible.

After a night's rest, the falcons were fully recovered. All night, they had only heard the noisy hunting of the hounds, which had driven them to distraction. Now, the three falcons spread their wings and took flight, excitedly, their wings trembling slightly, as if eager to soar into the wind.

Li Ju'an shouted, "Go! Search it!"

Big Tiger reacted faster than Falcon. Leading eight hunting dogs, along with Old Jiang's pack of dogs, Big Tiger sniffed the ground and then raced into the forest.

That's how it is when you're running in the Xingan Mountains; good fortune can come with misfortune.

When Lao Jiang returned to the production team, he encountered a group of suspicious-looking people who claimed to be visiting relatives in the mountains. However, when Lao Jiang asked them which village they were going to and whose relatives they were visiting, they gave conflicting answers.

He had been on guard then, and later, while hunting in the mountains, he passed through Tiger Forest with several hunters and encountered the same group again, hearing screams. The hunters, outnumbered and powerful, were not afraid and led their hunting dogs to search for the people. They actually found the murdered mountain villagers, who had been robbed and then brutalized by this group.

Enraged, they raised their hunting rifles, aimed them at the men's lower backs, and pressed the rifle barrels against the guns. These hunting dogs were unlike the village guard dogs; they were truly ferocious, capable of drawing blood and killing instantly. One man tried to resist, but the hunting dog Old Jiang had trained suddenly bit his arm. With a bite force of 100 pounds, the dog's sharp, long canine teeth pierced the man's arm, fracturing it instantly.

The man screamed in pain. Old Jiang and the others took out ropes and tied up the vicious thugs. After taking them down the mountain, they handed them over to the police station.

Old Jiang stared coldly at the empty warehouse and shouted, "Damn it, go find someone! If they dare to do anything to those two kids, I'll fight them to the death!"

The hunter was full of blood and guts, bold and brave, and had no fear at all.

The group followed the hunting dogs and quickly entered the monkey forest. This monkey forest was rarely visited in the past because the monkeys in the old forest were very vengeful towards people. They would pounce on the villagers as soon as they saw them, grabbing their hair, tearing their bags, and some monkeys would even snatch the hunting rifles from the hunters' backs and play with them when they weren't paying attention.

The wild monkeys would play around, fiddling with their guns and pulling the trigger. Some monkeys would injure themselves, while others would miss and hit trees. If they were unlucky, a monkey might even hit a hunter. The second nephew of the Qian family from the next village wandered into the monkey-infested area and was shot in the chest by a monkey. When the Qian family found him searching the mountain, he was already dead, unable to even crawl off the hillside.

Li Ju'an followed Da Hu into the Wild Monkey Forest, cursing inwardly, "These guys are doing this on purpose, always sneaking into forbidden areas."

Chen Xiangqian also shouted, "Damn! These guys are cunning; they know no one comes to this area. Brother Li, do you think they might have hidden something good in the Wild Monkey Forest? Gold, silver, jewelry, gold? There used to be quite a few people who hid gold."

Li Ju'an flicked his forehead with his finger and laughed, "You've been reading too many comic books. You're always thinking about treasure troves. Where do you get so much for nothing?"

Chen Xiangqian stuck out his tongue and chuckled.

Suddenly, a falcon in the sky let out a high-pitched, sharp cry.

Three falcons simultaneously swooped down in the same direction, causing a stir among the pack of hunting dogs. Tiger, leading the white mastiffs, barked as they turned and launched a fierce attack in the direction the falcons were diving.

Chen Xiangqian watched with envy and exclaimed in delight, "Dahu is so clever! Dahu even knows to follow the eagle's direction. It's like a dog has learned to tame an eagle."

Li Ju'an didn't know if dogs could tame eagles; he only knew that Chen Xiangqian talked a lot of nonsense.

He kicked Chen Xiangqian in the butt, making Chen Xiangqian clutch his butt and howl. He shouted, "Hurry up and chase after them, or we'll steal all your gold and silver treasures!"

Who would have thought that the division commander's son was a money-grubber? When Chen Xiangqian heard that the gold treasure trove was about to be intercepted, he was extremely anxious. He hurriedly took off to chase after it, but then suddenly stopped and begged Li Ju'an with a grin to exchange it for a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

Li Ju'an tossed him the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle he was carrying on his back, refusing to take his old foreign gun, saying, "Keep your old relic, nobody wants it."

Chen Xiangqian's eyes darted around as he examined the shotgun with the saddle behind Li Ju'an, and he suddenly said, "Why don't we change the saddle? I haven't used this gun before."

Li Ju'an kicked him without holding back, kicking him hard until he howled, cursing, "You think this is a market?"