Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

The group calmed themselves down, their eyes fixed on the herd of wild boars in the ravine, awaiting Chang Kun's instructions.

Meanwhile, the wild boars in the ravine were completely unaware of this, and continued to pluck grass roots and fallen leaves and chew them voraciously.

Chang Kun shouted it out in a low voice.

"Three...two...one! Fire!"

Everyone squinted.

*Clap clap clap!*

The sound of the Type 38 rifle firing echoed through the mountain valley, and several streams of blood gushed from the bodies of the male and female wild boars.

bingo!

Everyone was extremely excited, and their hands didn't stop; they continued to pull the bolt and fire.

These guys are all pretty good marksmen.

Needless to say, Lei Guohong and Lao Zeng, two veterans, experienced the era of war.

Take Hou Jun, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Lü for example; they fired at least a thousand bullets in the army.

At this moment, facing an unsuspecting wild boar, it was a piece of cake to capture it.

They were not greedy and followed Chang Kun's instructions, aiming their shots at the large boar until it collapsed on the spot, its hooves twitching, before they were relieved.

The gunshots had already woken Xiao Xiu'er up. She covered her ears, her eyes still blurry with sleep, and leaned on Chang Kun's shoulder to look around.

When the first shot rang out, Chang Kun stood up, held the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle in one hand, and braced the butt with his biceps.

*Slap...slap...slap...*

He shoots with great rhythm, possesses a sure-hit skill, and is not worried about missing.

As the bullets were fired, the remaining wild boars fell to the ground one by one, each with a huge hole in its head.

Holy crap!

Holy crap!

Hou Jun and the others were stunned, their mouths agape, swallowing hard.

I knew Chang Kun was a good marksman, but I didn't expect him to be this good.

Holding a baby in one arm and firing a gun with the other, hitting wild boars running around in the ravine with every shot—that's so damn fake!

If you only hear about it from others and haven't seen it with your own eyes, you'd definitely think it's just a big boast!

"What are you all standing there for? Let's deal with the wild boar!"

Seeing that everyone else was stunned, Chang Kun pointed to the dead wild boars scattered all over the mountain valley.

"We need to hurry up and gut it. It's not very hot today, but if we don't bleed it out, the meat won't taste good if it stays too long."

Upon hearing the word "meat," their eyes immediately lit up!

These are two large wild boars and six piglets. How long will it take them to eat?

"Hahaha! So much meat! So many pigs!"

Hou Jun laughed like a fool and ran like the wind into the ravine.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Lü followed closely behind, muttering like idiots, "We're rich! We're rich!"

Lei Guohong forced himself to remain calm, and with trembling hands, he took out cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Lao Zeng and one to Chang Kun.

They tried striking the match a few times but couldn't get it lit, so Chang Kun took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarettes for the two of them.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, his mouth agape, and slowly walked into the ravine: "Hunting the prey, then taking another drag—that feels so good!"

Old Zeng chuckled and said, "That's right. In the past, when I caught a fish, I always had to have a cigarette with me, otherwise I always felt like something was missing."

The two old men walked slowly, which made Hou Jun and the other two anxious.

"Master, come quickly and lend a hand! How do we open it up?"

"With so many wild boars, aren't you worried at all? Really!"

"These two are still putting on airs like they're the master."

The three were extremely excited and spoke somewhat recklessly.

Old Zeng glared at Lü Jiawei: "You dare talk about your master like that? You're asking for trouble!"

Lu Jiawei chuckled: "Master, hurry up, we don't know how to get all these pigs back."

"How are you going to carry it? Hehe, I'll let you carry it on your back!"

After a few lighthearted banter, the old man proved to be the most reliable, guiding his apprentices as they disemboweled the victims.

If the gutting is not done properly, and the large intestine and stomach are torn apart, making the meat inside dirty, that would be quite a mess.

As Hou Jun gutted the wild boar, he kept saying regretfully, "It's such a waste to waste so much pig's blood."

"There's nothing we can do about it. We might not even be able to transport all these pigs back after they've been gutted."

The six people worked and chatted, all of them in high spirits.

Xiuer squatted to the side, tugging at the little flower stick by the ear to look at it curiously.

She had never seen such a small wild boar before, and she was very interested in the patterns on the little flower stick.

"Brother, are these piglets the offspring of the big wild boar?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Those two big pigs were so black and ugly, how come their piglets... are actually quite pretty?"

"The little pig is not only delicious, it tastes even better. You'll see later."

"Delicious?" Xiu'er's mouth watered, and she didn't care whether the little pig looked good or not. "Big brother, can we eat it today?"

"If you want to eat it, we'll roast a suckling pig tonight so you can have a taste."

"Great! Big brother is so great!"

Xiuer skipped forward, wanting to help as well.

"Get out of here, or you'll get your clothes dirty. See if your mother scolds you when we get back."

"Okay..." She rolled her eyes, quietly slipped to the side of the un-gutted wild boar, and straddled it with her short legs.

"Giddy up, giddy up!"

Accompanied by Xiuer's cheerful shouts, the eight wild boars—two large and six small—were all skinned clean.

It took a lot of effort for the group to carry the wild boar out of the ravine.

Old Zeng laughed and said, "Luckily I had the foresight to bring a stretcher, otherwise these wild boars really wouldn't have been able to be transported away."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Master, you're the wisest! Hurry up and pretend to be a pig!"

Xiao Yu and Xiao Lü, the two apprentices, rolled their eyes and agreed, panting heavily from just carrying the wild boar out of the ravine.

The thought of having to walk such a long way back to the city gave them a headache.

"What are you waiting for? Put the rope on and pull!"

Hou Jun, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Lü, with ropes around their shoulders, acted as hardworking oxen.

"So we can eat pork!"

"Let's put in a bigger push!"

"Get home soon!"

"The whole family is so happy!"

The three men shouted a work song and dragged the wild boar away.

The large wild boar, after being gutted, weighed over 100 jin (50 kg), and with the six smaller wild boars, the total weight was nearly 500 jin (250 kg).

Fortunately, these three young men were strong and could withstand the test.

Chang Kun arrived at the place where he had previously stored his belongings, carrying a sack containing pheasants, rabbits, and a snake.

Lei Guohong held up the honey he had just dug out.

On the way back, Xiu'er saw that everyone was panting heavily from exhaustion, and she sensibly didn't complain about being tired or ask to be carried.

After taking turns, the group finally arrived at the foot of the mountain around 2 a.m.

Once they reached the foot of the mountain, things became much easier. The group retrieved their bicycles, carefully tied the wild boar to the back seat, and headed straight for Chang Kun's house.

On the way down the mountain, the group agreed to take the wild boar to Chang Kun's house for distribution.

Everyone else lives in messy courtyard houses, and with so much wild boar meat, some neighbors might get jealous and say sour things.

Chang Kun's family has their own detached house and courtyard, so they don't have this problem.

As the group rode along the road into town, everyone stared wide-eyed at what they saw.

Six bicycles pulling eight wild boars – this is a truly rare sight.

Along the way, many shrewd people followed behind the bicycle, asking where the pork was being transported and wanting to buy some.

Everyone's mouths were stretched into crooked grins, wishing they could ride bicycles with the wild boar around the city a few more times.

It's like a fisherman who catches a rare, big fish; he won't go home until he's circled the neighborhood several times...