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Chapter 102 Chakulan Hunting Grounds (Seeking monthly votes)

Once outside the train station, Su Yang discovered that the so-called train station square in Xifeng County was just an open space with only a paved dirt road under his feet, and brick houses not far away on the other side.

It doesn't look like a county town; it looks more like a village.

The cold wind was exceptionally biting, whipping up withered leaves from the ground and swirling them towards the crowd who had just emerged from the warm carriages.

As soon as everyone came out, they spontaneously formed a line.

"Limin Flour Factory! Over here!" Yu Feng wrapped his cotton-padded coat tighter, waved his arms, and tried his best to call out to the dozen or so people in his unit.

Su Yang carried a brand-new Mosin-Nagant rifle, its long barrel wrapped in a canvas holster, and a heavy leather ammunition pouch hanging from his waist, containing three hundred rounds of 7.62mm rifle ammunition given to him by Natalia.

He lined up in front of Yu Feng and looked up.

The train station square was now a sea of ​​yellowish-brown earth.

Security teams from hundreds of units of varying sizes in Tiexi District, numbering over a thousand people, are assembling.

The team was assembled in less than ten minutes.

The air was filled with the distinctive smells of men's sweat, tobacco, and gun oil.

"My goodness! What a scene!" exclaimed the flour factory security guard standing next to Su Yang. "It's more exciting than a bandit raid!"

"Of course! This is meat for the front lines and the people for the New Year!" Yu Feng, after counting the number of people in his team, chimed in, "I've heard there's a lot of good stuff in Xifeng Hunting Ground. Let's see if we can be quick enough!"

Soon, a man who looked like an officer climbed into the back of a truck parked on the edge of the square and raised a megaphone: "Comrades! Quiet!"

The noise subsided quickly, and thousands of eyes focused on the scene.

"I am Wang Tiegang, the commander-in-chief of this joint operation! I'm sure you all already know our destination."

The officer's voice was loud and clear, with the crispness characteristic of soldiers.

"The mission is simple: go hunting in Chakulan! Get some meat for the soldiers on the front lines and for the people of Shenzhou to enjoy during the New Year! Two rules: First, safety first! No unauthorized actions are allowed. You must obey the team leader's orders. Always point your guns at the wild animals, never at people! Second, half of the game will be taken by headquarters, and the other half will be taken back by each unit for internal consumption! Any questions?"

"No!" Thousands of men responded in unison, the sound so powerful that the remaining leaves on the branches fell in a rustling sound.

"Alright! Team leaders from each factory, come here to collect the zoning map!" Wang Tiegang waved his hand.

The team leaders from each factory stepped out of the crowd, while the others stood still.

Su Yang ran his fingers over the ammunition pouch.

He had assumed that the group would first find a place to stay, and then hire some local hunters as guides to lead everyone to the hunting grounds in batches.

But the current situation seems to be that everyone should just leave from the train station!

Su Yang recalled the information he had learned.

Xifengwei was only a part of Shengjing Hunting Ground.

It is not a management area in the modern sense, but refers to a vast mountainous and forested area.

There are 105 hunting grounds in Shengjing Hunting Ground, and Xifeng County accounts for 35 of them, which is exactly one-third.

These 35 enclosures cover a total area of ​​over 270 million mu, accounting for two-thirds of the entire Xifeng County.

The forbidden garden from the Republican era had long been abandoned. After decades of natural reproduction and minimal human disturbance during the war, it became a paradise for wild animals. However, after liberation, the people no longer had to hide from the war, and in the last two years, they began to cultivate all the land suitable for reclamation into farmland.

They even built state-owned deer and pig farms and engaged in aquaculture outside the enclosure.

Currently, the area suitable for hunting is only about 150 million mu.

Obviously, with only a thousand or so people in front of us, we certainly can't sweep through this 150 million mu hunting ground.

The hunting ground for the approximately one thousand people assigned to various units in Shenzhou was Chakulan.

Chakulan hunting grounds cover an area of ​​250,000 to 260,000 mu, making it the largest hunting ground among many and also the one with the most game. Moreover, the terrain is gentle and the ravines are not deep, making it most suitable for group hunting.

Su Yang looked at the weapons carried by the other members of the team. There were all sorts of rifles and cannons, and even a few comrades from other units were carrying light machine guns.

He suddenly realized!

Without hunters as guides and machine guns... this shouldn't be called a thousand-person hunt, it should be called a thousand-person mountain search.

"The Third Rubber Factory, starting from Zone 1!"

"Shenzhou Heavy Machinery Factory, Area 2!"

"Limin Noodle Factory! Area 66!"

Su Yang guessed correctly; this was not a normal hunt at all.

After leaving the train station, the 66 hunting groups began to disperse, forming a large encirclement from all directions, including the southeast, northwest, and southwest, to surround the Xifeng hunting grounds.

The dozen or so people from Limin Flour Factory naturally acted together.

Initially, the interval between groups was more than a mile.

At this distance, firing shots into the air simultaneously would likely scare wild animals into fleeing to the area in the middle where there are no gunshots.

Then slowly shrink the encirclement, drive the prey towards the center, and finally eliminate them all at once.

Limin Flour Factory was unlucky; it was assigned a task from east to west, unlike the other three directions where it could travel by truck.

They walked more than ten miles from the train station before reaching the outskirts of Weichang.

Yu Feng divided the dozen or so people into three groups, each responsible for advancing a certain distance in a fan shape, looking out for each other.

Su Yang tightened his cotton-padded coat and adjusted the sling of his Mosin-Nagant rifle to make it more comfortable.

Looking out, under the leaden sky, lies an endless sea of ​​forest.

The branches of the tall larch and Scots pine trees droop low.

Beneath my feet lay the unmelted snow, not very thick, each step accompanied by a dull "crunch".

"Keep up close! Maintain formation, don't spread out too much! Watch your step, don't fall into the snow!" Yu Feng shouted loudly, his voice sounding somewhat weak in the empty and quiet forest.

The team, including Su Yang, consisted of veterans who had experienced war. Although they were wearing heavy cotton-padded clothes, their movements were still as swift as soldiers, and their vigilant eyes scanned their surroundings.

There are wild beasts here. With so many people and guns, it would be too embarrassing if we were attacked by wild animals and caused unnecessary casualties.

Su Yang's three attributes are as high as 28 points, so the cold and the journey are nothing to him.

He was multitasking, connecting his consciousness with Xiaoyu, who was far away on the Korean Peninsula battlefield.

The field of vision instantly rose and widened, spanning hundreds of kilometers, and the busy scene at the 352nd Regiment's garrison was clearly visible: soldiers were reinforcing the fortifications, the large pots in the mess hall were steaming, and Luo Pojun's burly figure was having a heated discussion with Political Commissar Sun in front of a map.

The tension is conveyed through Xiaoyu's perspective.

Su Yang felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that this foreshadowed an imminent great battle.

"Su Yang, what are you looking at? Are you out of your mind?" Xiao Wang, the security officer in his group, came over and patted him on the shoulder, jokingly saying, "Missing Xin Xue, huh? I saw her holding your hand and not letting you get on the train last night."

Su Yang snapped out of his daze, smiled to cover it up, and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Xin Xue and I are still young. Brother Wang, what could we possibly fight here?"

Before joining the army, Officer Wang was a hunter. Hearing this, he squinted at the tracks in the snow and whispered, "See those? These are small hoof prints, from juveniles or deer. There are some messy paw prints over there, probably from wolves or foxes. If we're lucky, we might even run into a herd of wild boars... but wild boars are fierce and have thick skin, so we have to be careful."

The team moved forward slowly.

After walking for most of the day, apart from startling a few grouse and being hit by Su Yang's shots, they only saw a group of brooding birds in the distance.

They are extremely alert, and before the group can get close, they disappear lightly into the depths of the dense forest like streaks of brown lightning, leaving only a string of hoofprints like plum blossom petals on the snow.

"Damn it, those bastards are cunning!" Officer Wang, quick-tempered, couldn't help but curse, his Type 38 rifle slung over his shoulder. "We've been walking around all day and haven't even gotten a single thing!"

Yuan Yufeng glared at him: "What's the rush? Good things come to those who wait! With so many of us coming in, the prey isn't stupid; it'll definitely run into the enclosure when it hears the commotion! But don't worry, the less we harvest now, the more we'll get once everyone has herded the prey to the center! Hurry back to your positions!"