America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 107: Zomi's New Story
"This is Baker, who has over ten years of experience hunting kangaroos, buffalo and saltwater crocodiles."

In the club, the business manager introduced the hunting guide to Martin and the other three: "This is Molly, Baker's sister, who has more than five years of hunting experience."

Baker, who may have British ancestors, was only in his thirties and had a half bald head. He shook hands with Martin and the other four and said politely, "It's an honor to serve you."

Martin held his hand and felt the calluses all over it.

Molly was less than 30 years old, with short hair and two hounds tattooed on the outside of her sturdy arms.

After a brief acquaintance, the business manager called two pickup trucks and took the group to the club's private hunting grounds.

It takes more than three hours to drive from the northern suburbs of Brisbane.

Australia is a vast country with a sparse population. The business manager introduced along the way that the private hunting ground is actually a large ranch, covering an area of ​​nearly 100,000 acres. It is not far from the sea. Like many places in Australia, it suffers from the infestation of wild animals.

Occasionally, saltwater crocodiles enter the ranch's ponds and waterways.

When we arrived at the ranch, we saw not only Martin and his three companions but also more than a dozen tourists from other countries living in the large wooden houses.

After a simple dinner, the business manager took the four people to choose hunting weapons.

Martin chose a Winchester Model 70 that he had used before at the shooting range.

It was a bolt-action shotgun, and the temporary permits these men held did not allow them to use semi-automatic weapons.

"I want to use a gun, too." Mene wailed. Because he hadn't processed his documents in advance, he could only choose a pulley bow or a crossbow.

Bruce got a Remington 700, and Zomi chose a lighter Weatherby shotgun.

The four of them were each equipped with a short hunting knife.

Back at their detached wooden house, Molly briefly explained the precautions based on the video footage.

"Wild boars, wild rabbits, wild deer, wild dogs, wild buffaloes, and red kangaroos, except for pregnant mothers, the others can be hunted at will." Molly specially called up pictures of several protected animals: "Don't touch them, it will be very troublesome."

She simply said, "If you are not sure, don't use the gun."

Everyone prepared the items they would need for the next day and set off early the next morning in two large pickup trucks equipped with guardrails.

The pastures are mostly covered with hills, ponds and small rivers, and the vegetation is mainly grass, shrubs and shrubs.

Bruce consulted Martin and Zomi and said to Baker, "Let's go hunt big game."

Mene was sitting alone in Molly's car.

In one of the pickup trucks, Martin asked Baker, who was driving, "When are we going to catch the saltwater crocodiles?"

"In the afternoon, when the light is good, the crocodiles will come out to bask in the sun," Baker said.

Molly, who was leading the way, stopped the car at the edge of a large bush, opened the back door, and jumped out with the hound in tow.

Mene ran over here with his crossbow in his arms. When he got to the car, he said, "I'd rather sit in the back of the car than over there. Those dogs are too scary."

Martin looked at his wet face: "They like you very much."

Baker squatted by the bushes to check the animal feces, picked up a pile and squeezed it, saying, "There are wild boars nearby, Molly, drive them out!"

He then said to Martin and the others, "Get in the back of the car, prepare your guns, and don't get off casually. Wild boars are very dangerous."

Molly released the hounds and the three dogs rushed into the brush.

Martin climbed into the back of the pickup truck, leaned against the welded guardrail, checked his gun, and loaded it.

Bruce is an experienced gun user and is not in a hurry to carry the gun.

Zomi asked, "Is wild boar meat delicious?"

Martin had bought one in his previous life, but it was artificially raised: "It is said that it has a fishy smell." He called out to Mene: "Come up, do you want the wild boar to rip your ass off?"

Just as Mene was about to get on the car, he suddenly turned around and saw a big red kangaroo jumping out from a few dozen meters away.

When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.
"Red-skinned one! Come here, your black-skinned grandpa is here!" Mene loaded the crossbow with arrows, picked up the crossbow and was about to shoot.

Suddenly, there was a sound of dogs barking, and a small black tank emerged from the bushes and rolled out.

Mene shot an arrow at random and scrambled to climb onto the car.

Martin reached out and pulled him: "What are you afraid of."

Mene looked at the big wild boar over there and said: "It's darker than me, my special moves can't be used!"

Martin said, "It's okay, you can charge it when it explodes on you."

"Zomi!" Bruce knew that Martin came here to relax and socialize, so the first shot was naturally given to the director: "Here's the chance!"

The hounds are well trained and slow down once they have driven out the wild boar.

This wild boar is about 1.78 meters long and runs like a small tank.

Zomi raised his gun, aimed through the scope, and fired the first shot.

He had been a hunter before and his marksmanship was pretty good. He aimed at the neck and shot the wild boar in the belly.

"Hit!" Martin saw the blood spurting out.

Zomi quickly pulled the bolt and fired the second shot, and the bullet penetrated the wild boar's neck.

The wild boar fell down and tried to get up, but Zomi shot it in the head with the third shot!

Martin praised: "Excellent shooting, every shot hits the target."

Zuo Mi was very happy and said, "Good luck, the hit rate was not so high before."

The gunshots startled nearby animals. In the distance, a group of wild deer were running wildly. Baker ran over and got in the car while shouting, "Hold on, we're chasing them."

The four men grabbed the guardrail and the pickup truck rushed forward with a roar.

Martin looked to the side and saw a herd of wild deer. He shouted, "Hey guys, how about we have a race?"

"Okay!" Mene was an activist. Martin pointed to the wild deer and said, "Those who fail to catch prey will be punished."

Zomi asked, "What punishment?"

Bruce came up with a good idea: "Find a smaller kangaroo and play boxing with it?"

Mene was the first to agree: "Okay!"

Martin patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not too late for you to regret now."

Mene almost patted his chest and said, "I will never regret it."

Baker was experienced. He drove around in front of the wild deer, parked the car, asked the four people to get out, observed them for a while, and then took them to ambush in the downwind direction of the herd.

The five people were scattered in the bushes about ten meters away.

Mene suddenly realized something was wrong and looked at Martin, who was closest to him and was holding a shotgun with a scope in his hand.

Then he looked at the crossbow with a scope in his hand.

How does this compare?
The herd of wild deer was gradually approaching. Martin aimed at a sturdy male deer at a distance of about fifty meters and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the wild deer was shot in the chest and abdomen. It ran forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

At the moment Martin fired, Zomi and Bruce also fired, and two more adult wild deer fell.

At the same time, a carbon crossbow arrow pierced into the bush with a click.

The rest of the wild deer fled madly, not giving Menei any chance to shoot a second arrow.

Martin and his men just shot and didn't care about anything else.

The hunt is handled by two professional hunters, Beck and Molly.

Martin asked, "Who missed the kill just now?"

Mene had already said too much, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Let's go find the kangaroos."

When Baker and Molly finished their hunt and were on their way back for lunch, they encountered a suitable large kangaroo.

He is at most 1 meters tall when standing up, not very strong.

It won't work if it's too big and too strong. Menez is no match for it. What if he gets kicked to pieces...

Mene jumped out of the car and walked over there, mocking as he walked: "Red-skinned big tail, your brother had sex with me and I didn't pay him, so now I'm here to collect the debt from you, come here! Why don't you have black hair? Kangaroos are all racists!"

When the ultimate taunt came out, even the kangaroos couldn't stand it.

Bruce couldn't help but say, "Why do you, a piece of stinky shit, only know idiots?"

Martin said nothing, just stared at Bruce.

Bruce slapped his forehead and said, "I'm such an idiot."

Kangaroos are all very irritable during the mating season. They rushed up and started fighting with Mene.

Baker was worried about accidents, so he and Molly followed behind.

"No one can get on top of Uncle Mene without paying! Not even animals!" Mene used his height and physique to beat the skinny kangaroo, forcing it to flee in a panic.

Ten minutes later, Mene returned to the car refreshed, holding a handful of kangaroo hair in his hand: "This is the debt owed by its brother!"

After returning to the ranch and having lunch, the group went hunting for saltwater crocodiles in the afternoon.

Even Bruce didn't dare to act recklessly when facing the saltwater crocodile, so Martin and the other three stayed safely in the car.

Baker and Molly soon found the traces of the saltwater crocodile.

A group of six people walked to a pond and climbed up to a high ground. From their vantage point, they could see clearly that a large crocodile over four meters long was lying by the pond basking in the sun a few dozen meters away.

Even if you were twice as big, it would be nothing compared to a human holding a shotgun.

Baker was very considerate of his customers and said, "You guys take aim at the target. When I say shoot, shoot together. Each of you fire three rounds in a row."

Martin, Bruce and Zomi loaded their guns, and Mene picked up the crossbow.

"Ready!" Baker saw that it was almost time and shouted, "Shoot!"

Martin pulled the trigger and saw the skin on the crocodile's neck explode through the scope. He pulled the bolt and fired again. After three bullets were fired, he stopped.

The poor big crocodile was hit by multiple bullets and died without even seeing its attacker.

The prey is pulled back and the saltwater crocodile's teeth are removed. The hunting club will show the legal procedures and help process them into souvenirs such as pendants and key chains.

The crocodile was over four meters long and had a mouth full of sharp teeth, enough for four people to share.

Most of it went into the hands of Martin and Zomi.

Bruce and Mene are loners.

In the evening, the club hosted a game barbecue party for all guests in the manor.

Martin ate some roast venison, found Zomi, who was sitting alone in a quiet place, and asked, "Too noisy?"

Zuo Mi pointed his finger and said, "Once I'm idle, my brain won't stop."

Martin said, “Thinking about post-production?”

"I'm just a tool in post-production." Zomi saw it clearly and said, "I'm thinking of a new story."

Martin half-jokingly asked, "What if a ferocious beast or a pervert suddenly appeared in the hunting ground and wiped out all of us hunters?"

Zomi passed a bottle of beer next to him to Martin. The two clinked the bottles and took a sip each before saying, "Before joining this crew, my friend David Johnson and I also studied film and worked as an assistant to Director Darabont. He was better at screenwriting, but he wasn't as lucky as I am. It's hard to be a screenwriter."

He returned to the topic: "David and I went to Canada for a trip and heard from the locals a true story about a woman with dwarfism who disguised herself as a girl and killed her adoptive parents."

(End of this chapter)