Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

Yue Feng nodded: "If we can't find any decent livestock on the hills behind our house, we'll go home, pack our tents and supplies, and head to some more distant mountain areas!"

Before the snowfall a few days ago, we were so busy with filming that we should have gone to the old forests to the northeast and dug a suitable place to build a dugout! Now the ground is frozen solid, it's too late to dig one!

“There’s a military tent that Tiger gave us! It’s quite warm inside with firewood burning! Big enough for a person to live in!” Xiao Wu chimed in.

"Let's eat first! After we eat, we'll take a walk around and be down the mountain by two or three o'clock at the latest!"

"it is good!"

The group was hungry after working all morning, so they ate the roasted dry rations with vegetables, and after they were full, they drank some snow water boiled over a wood fire, which was their meal.

After finishing their meal, Yue Feng and his group continued their search.

After the surrounding area was ravaged, the brothers changed mountains several more times.

Just when Yue Feng thought he would have a completely fruitless day, he spotted two lone roe deer across a ditch.

"Shh! Don't move, it's one o'clock, on the opposite shady hillside!" Yue Feng whispered.

After being pointed out, everyone looked in that direction and saw two silly roe deer appear before them.

The silly roe deer didn't take Yue Feng and his group across the ditch seriously at all. It kept its head down while eating and looked around. Even though its gaze had already swept over the fully armed hunters, it remained standing still and unmoved.

This opportunity was clearly a favor from the mountain god. Yue Feng waved his hand, and all three men raised their guns.

"I'll count to three, then fire all at once, free fire!"

321, ignite!

At the command, a series of gunshots, like beans popping, rang out.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!

Two AK47s and one of the original 56 semi-automatic rifles were fired at the same time.

All they saw was a splatter of blood on the shoulder of the roe deer on the opposite shady slope, which then collapsed to the ground after running only a few steps.

The other roe deer wasn't much stronger. Its short tail bristled as it tried to kick up its tail and run away, but it was hit in the neck by a bullet that followed and fell to the ground.

"Hehe! Finishing off enemies with an automatic rifle is so much more comfortable than with a semi-automatic! I just draw a line of fire and sweep them down!"

Xiaowu hit his prey and was quite excited.

Yue Feng waved his hand and said with a smile, "Alright, it's just a roe deer, look at your pathetic self!"
"This is a hunting trip, not a close-quarters firefight. You've turned on automatic fire; isn't that just a waste of bullets?"

"Hehe, with this fully automatic rifle, let alone two roe deer, even a whole litter of wild boars can be easily taken down!"

"Show off! Let's go, go carry the roe deer back!"

Yue Feng gave a shout, slung his gun over his shoulder, and walked towards the other side.

They quickly crossed the bottom of the pond and arrived at the opposite shady slope. Both roe deer had been shot in vital areas and were already dead when they got closer.

Yue Feng pulled out his dagger, swiftly drained the blood, then cut open the roe deer's belly, pulled out its still-warm heart, and called down the little white spear and the big black eagle from the sky.

The two eagles ate half a meal before setting out in the morning and had no chance to eat during the day. Now that they have finally encountered a roe deer sent by the mountain god, they can finally feed the eagles.

After deftly cutting the meat with a knife and feeding it to the eagle, Yue Feng tore off a piece of internal organs and hung it on a tree trunk. He then gave the remaining scraps to the dog he had brought into the mountain.

After dealing with the odds and ends, the two brothers put the roe deer on the sled and dragged the sled toward the woodpile road.

Even if it has fur, it's not bald. After killing these two roe deer, today's trip up the mountain wasn't a waste.

The vehicle is still parked by the side of Chaiji Road; it's time to go back down the mountain.

After dragging his prey back to where the vehicle was parked, Yue Feng simply put the prey behind the snowmobile.

At this moment, Xiaowen and Xiaowu started another motorcycle.

Just as he was about to get on the motorcycle and set off, Yue Feng glanced at it habitually and frowned.

"Damn it! Don't rush off, the front tire is flat!"

At a call, the Zhang brothers got off their motorcycle and bent down to check.

The front tire was fine in the afternoon, but after being parked on the side of Chaiji Road for no more than two hours, it went flat.

Fortunately, there was a spare tire on this military van.

The guys quickly found their toolbox, removed the tire, put on the spare tire, and then dragged the roe deer they had hunted down the mountain straight to the breeding farm.

There's an air pump at the farm because supplies are transported there every few days.

Yue Feng opened the gate and rode his motorcycle into the yard.

"Xiaofeng, are you guys going up the mountain to hunt?" Zhao Dashan came out to greet them when he heard the commotion in the courtyard.

"Yeah, I got up before dawn, but I arrived late!"

"Hey sir, where's the air pump? Can you find it for me? The front tire's flat, I don't know why! Luckily, I have a spare tire!"

Zhao Dashan turned around and went into the house, bringing out an air pump.

"Is it a flat tire, or is the valve stem worn out?"

"No way! I just got new tires in town last fall!" Yue Feng took the pump and inflated the tires he had taken off.

While the tire was being inflated, Yue Feng kept his attention on it and there was no sign of it deflating.

After inflating to the normal pressure, I casually unplugged the pump, spat some saliva to test it, and the nozzle didn't leak air.

Upon seeing this, Yue Feng frowned slightly.

In broad daylight, it's impossible for a car tire to just go flat for no reason. Could someone be playing tricks on it?

"How's it going? Getting vented yet?"

"Don't get angry at all. Just throw it in the yard for now, and we'll check on it again when we come out later!"

"Yes, come inside and warm up! I'll make you some tea!"

The brothers went inside, took off their hats, gloves, and other odds and ends, and warmed themselves by the stove.

There was no shortage of wood on the mountain, and the tin stove in the house burned very brightly, keeping the temperature inside at least thirty degrees Celsius.

After the old man finished his work, Yue Feng took out the bullet heads he had dug out from the mountain from his pocket.

"Master, do you recognize this kind of round-nosed bullet? Today, a few of us went into the mountains to hunt. We went to Wild Boar Ridge, Yama's Leap, and several other mountain areas with old dens, but we didn't see a single pig. The herds were scattered by someone before the snow fell!"
This is a bullet I pried off a tree trunk at a pig slaughtering site in another selective logging area!

Zhao Dashan was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "I often stroll around the nearby mountains when there's nothing to do, and I haven't heard any organized hunting teams around!"

While they were talking, Zhao Dashan took the bullet and examined it carefully.

"These are 7.92mm lead-core jacketed round-nosed bullets! These bullets are all antiques! Every original bullet fired is one less available!"
Moreover, it is quite difficult to reassemble this thing by hand. The pure lead bullet has very high dimensional accuracy requirements. If it is slightly off, it is easy to jam, and in severe cases, it may even explode!
The most common firearms that use this type of bullet are the old-style slide guns, also known as the Hanyang rifles!
In terms of age, this gun is older than all of you combined!

Experienced hunters who are into guns generally don't like this thing much; even the bullets are hard to come by!

Upon hearing the answer about 7.92mm bullets, Yue Feng was slightly taken aback.

He knew that 7.62mm was the size of a medium-powered rifle bullet.

However, Yue Feng had never seen a 7.92mm round-nosed bullet before.

As for the Hanyang rifle, Yue Feng only had a basic understanding of it through movies and TV shows.

Although guns are not currently banned, most of these old guns are so old that they can hardly be described as accurate.

"Judging from what you're saying, hunters who use this kind of gun are most likely either top experts or novices!" Yue Feng asked, rubbing his nose.

Zhao Dashan nodded: "Pretty much! If the rifling of the gun isn't excessively worn, this Hanyang rifle is still quite accurate. If it's severely worn, then it's useless!"
I handled one of these guns over twenty years ago! Later, when ammunition became scarce, I switched to a gun with a mainbarrel! I sold that old one!

"Alright! I've got it!" Yue Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Hearing a series of questions, Zhao Dashan, even if he didn't react at first, now understood.

"You mean, the hunter who's been active in the back mountains lately might be the one who used those round-nosed bullets?"

"Hmm! At the scene of slaughtering and gutting a pig, there are no dog footprints around! It's highly likely that this was a solo operation. I suspect this person is a seasoned hunter!"

"Yanwang Jump isn't too far from our mountain area, so please be careful when you go out for a stroll!"

Hearing this, Zhao Dashan smiled and waved his hand: "You kid, you're getting more and more off-topic!"

Even if such a person existed, would he really shoot your master? We have no grudge against him!

Yue Feng curled his lip: "If there was no malice, then how come our tires are flat? Is it really just a coincidence?"
From the time we parked until we came back, it only took us the time it takes to kill two roe deer! Less than an hour and a half at most!

"This……"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dashan fell silent.

Experienced drivers like them never believe in chance.

"Don't worry too much. Maybe it's because we were shooting and wasting bullets that we angered people! They just released some bullets to warn us!" Yue Feng comforted him.

"Don't worry about it! I'll look for him later. If he's still active in the vicinity of the back mountain forest farm, I'll definitely run into him sooner or later!" Zhao Dashan's tone was noticeably more serious.

After finishing their business, Yue Feng and his friends warmed up with their hot teacups.

The group of men chatted for a while longer, until it was past 3:30 in the afternoon.

Yue Feng left the slightly larger roe deer he had hunted for his master, and then dragged the smaller one down the mountain.

Once home, I skinned and deboned the roe deer I had just hunted that day, did some simple processing, and then put half of it into the pot.

That evening, the hunting team enjoyed a delicious meal of roe deer meat cooked in a large pot over a wood fire at Yue Feng's house.

……

Just as Yue Feng and his group were about to return empty-handed after riding motorcycles and snowmobiles into the mountains for a short trip.

About 20 kilometers away from the mountain farm, near Jiguanzigou, a disheveled man in his early fifties, carrying an old-fashioned Hanyang rifle with a broken sling, stumbled towards the temporary dugout.

This middle-aged man's hair was visibly matted from not being combed or washed for a long time, and his leather jacket was obviously ill-fitting.

The only thing worth mentioning is his eyes, which, despite their weathered appearance, reveal an indomitable spirit.

He returned to the vicinity of the abandoned dugout where he had settled, and then, carrying a rusty hand axe, went to the mountain spring below Jiguanzi Gully.

Without even a basin, they used a rusty hand axe to break open the ice shell above the mountain spring, and repeatedly washed a piece of roe deer entrails that the Yuefeng hunting dog hadn't finished eating and left on the ground in the icy mountain spring.

Soon, after being rinsed several times, the contents of the semen were thoroughly cleaned. The disheveled man rubbed his hands, which were red from the cold, and then returned to the dugout with the semen.

This dugout was quite rudimentary; the interior was practically bare.

Near the base of the wall in the dugout, there were two processed wild boar bellies, one large and one small. The side of the tin stove had a large hole, which had been patched up with mud and was barely usable.

The iron pot used for cooking on the stove was made from a large tin can with a hole cut into the side and a wooden stick inserted as a handle.

The slovenly man used a small knife to quickly chop up the cleaned roe deer offal, added only a little coarse salt, and then put it in the pot.

The firewood crackled and popped as it burned. The disheveled man warmed his red hands beside the fire.

Once the fresh roe deer in the pot was cooked, he used chopsticks made from pine branches to pick up the meat and eagerly stuffed it into his mouth.

He quickly ate half a pot of offal, then lay down on the bare, unmade earthen bed and let out a satisfied burp.

He was the one who deflated Yue Feng's motorcycle tires, and the reason behind it is quite interesting.

The slovenly man had only three bullets left in his gun, and he wished he could split one bullet in half every time he fired.

In the woods, the slovenly man heard the sound of Yue Feng and his men firing their automatic rifles, and in a moment of excitement, he let the air out of their tires.

The slovenly man has been hiding here for some time now.

The original plan was to use this abandoned dugout as a temporary base, hunt for valuable furs or collect a few small, easily portable, high-value items like wild boar bellies, and sneak down the mountain to exchange them for some living supplies.

As a result, before he could even accumulate much wealth, the heavy snow arrived ahead of schedule, disrupting all of the slovenly man's plans.

Two wild boars, one large and one small, were buried in a snowdrift on the side of the dugout.

The slovenly man almost lost his life trying to hunt this wild boar.

The old sleeve rifling has worn down, so it can still have some accuracy within 30 meters at most, but beyond that, it's completely inaccurate.

The traces Yue Feng found at the last scene were the work of the slovenly man, but the prey in other mountain areas such as Wild Boar Ridge and Yama Jump were not his doing.

The disheveled man is unaware that his act of letting the tires out of his motorcycle in frustration has put him under the watchful eyes of Yue Feng and Zhao Dashan.

This abandoned dugout before us will no longer be a safe haven. (End of Chapter)