American Fame and Fortune Chapter 107

 Chapter 107 Zomi's new story

“This is Baker, who has more than ten years of experience hunting kangaroos, bison and crocodiles.”

 In the club, the business manager introduced the hunting guide to the four Martins: "This is Molly, Baker's sister, with more than five years of hunting experience."

Maybe his ancestors were British. Baker was only in his thirties and had most of his head bald. He shook hands with the four Martins and said politely: "It's an honor to serve you."

 Martin held his hand and it felt calloused.

Molly is less than thirty years old, has short hair, and has two hounds tattooed on the outside of her strong arms.

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

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

Australia has a vast land and sparsely populated areas. The business manager introduced it along the way. The private hunting ground is actually a large ranch, covering an area of ​​nearly 100,000 acres. It is not far from the seaside. Like many places in Australia, it is plagued by the proliferation of wild animals.

  Occasionally, crocodiles will enter the ponds and waterways of the ranch.

 Coming to the ranch, in the large wooden houses, there are not only Martin and the four customers, but also more than ten tourists from other countries.

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

 Martin chose a Winchester M70 that he had used on the range before.

 This is a bolt-action shotgun. These people have temporary certificates and cannot use semi-automatic weapons.

"I also want to use a gun." Mene wailed. Because he did not apply for documents in advance, he could only use 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 short hunting knives.

 Back at their single-family wooden house, Molly briefly talked about the precautions based on the video footage.

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

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

 Everyone prepared items for tomorrow and set off early the next morning in two large pickup trucks with guardrails.

Bruce consulted Martin and Zomi for their opinions and said to Baker: "Let's go hunt big game."

 Meine sat alone in Molly's car.

In one of the pickup trucks, Martin asked Baker, who was driving: "When are we going to get the crocodile?"

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

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

Meine hugged his crossbow and ran this way, came to the car and said: "I would rather sit in the trunk here than over there. Those dogs are too scary."

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

Baker squatted by the bush to check the animal feces, picked up a pile, pinched it, and said: "There are wild boars nearby, Molly, drive them out!"

He then said to Martin and others: "You guys, get in the trunk and prepare your firearms. Don't get out casually. Wild boars are very dangerous."

 Molly released the hounds and the three dogs darted into the bush.

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

Bruce is an experienced hand with a gun, and he is not in a hurry while carrying the gun.

Zomi asked: "Is wild boar delicious?"

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

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

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

"Red-skinned one! Come here, your black-skinned grandpa is here!" Menei loaded the arrow and picked up the crossbow to shoot.

The barking of dogs suddenly sounded, and a small black tank emerged from the bushes and rolled out.

Meine shot an arrow at random and hurriedly climbed up to the car.

 Martin stretched out his hand to pull him: "What are you afraid of?"

Meine looked at the big wild boar over there: "It's darker than me, so my special skills can't be used!"

Martin said: "It's okay. When it blows you up, you can charge it."

"Zomi!" Bruce knew that Martin came here not only to relax but also to socialize, so the first shot was naturally given to the director: "Here's the opportunity!"

Hounds are well trained and slow down when chasing wild boars.

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

Zomi set up the gun, aimed through the scope, and fired the first shot.

He had hunted before, and his marksmanship was pretty good. He aimed at the neck and hit the wild boar in the belly.

 “Hit!” Martin saw the blood spurting out.

Zomi quickly pulled the bolt of the gun and fired a second shot. The bullet penetrated into the wild boar's neck.

The wild boar fell down and tried to get up again. Zomi shot it in the head for the third time!

 Martin praised: "Good marksmanship, the shot hits the target."

 Zomi was very happy and said, "I'm lucky. The hit rate wasn't so high before."

The sound of gunshots alerted nearby animals. A group of wild deer were running wildly in the distance. Baker ran over and shouted as he got into the car: "Catch them, let's catch up."

Four people grabbed the guardrail, and the pickup truck roared forward.

 Martin looked to the side and ahead and found a herd of wild deer, and shouted loudly: "Guys, how about we have a competition?"

 “Okay!” Mene is an activist. Martin pointed to the wild deer: "Those who cannot catch the prey will be punished."

Zomi asked: "What punishment?"

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

 Meine was the first to agree: "Okay!"

 Martin patted him: "It's still too late for you to regret it."

Meine almost slapped her chest: "I will never go back on my word."

Baker was very experienced. He drove around in front of the wild deer, parked the car and asked the four people to get out of the car. After a little observation, he led them to ambush downwind of the deer.

 Five people were scattered in a forest of more than ten meters.

Meine suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at Martin, who was nearest, holding a shotgun with a scope in his hand.

Look again at the crossbow with a scope in your hand.

 How does this compare?

The herd of wild deer gradually approached, Martin aimed at a strong male deer, about fifty meters away, and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud gunshot, and 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 nailed into a short tree with a clanging sound.

 The rest of the wild deer fled wildly, giving Mene no chance to shoot a second arrow.

 Martin and the others just shoot and don't care about anything else.

 The prey is handled by two professional hunters, Baker and Molly.

 Martin asked: "Who didn't hit the prey just now?"

Mene had already talked too much before, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Let's go find the kangaroo."

 After Baker and Molly finished handling the prey, and on their way back to have lunch, they encountered a suitable large kangaroo.

 Stand up to 1.4 meters at most, not very strong.

Those who are too big or too strong will not work. Mene is no match for him. If he is kicked to pieces...

Mene jumped out of the car and walked that way, taunting as he walked: "Red-skinned big tail, your brother **** me without paying me, and now I'm here to collect debts from you. Come here! Why don't you have black hair?" Kangaroos are totally racist!”

 Even the kangaroos couldn't stand the ultimate taunt.

Bruce couldn't help but said: "Why do you, a stinking piece of shit, only know all the idiots?"

 Martin said nothing, just stared at Bruce.

 Bruce slapped his forehead: "I'm such a fool."

During the estrus of the big kangaroo, there were all irritable goods, and when they rushed up, they fought with Mei Ni.

Becker was worried about an accident, so he and Molly followed behind to sweep the formation.

"No one can **** Uncle Mene without paying him! Not even animals!" Mene relied on his height and strength to beat the emaciated kangaroo until he fled in panic.

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

 Back to the ranch, after lunch, the group went hunting for crocodiles in the afternoon.

Facing the saltwater crocodile, even Bruce didn't dare to act recklessly. Martin and the four of them stayed safely in the car.

Baker and Molly soon found traces of the crocodile.

A group of six people walked to a pond and climbed to a high ground. From a high position, they could clearly see that dozens of meters away, a large crocodile more than four meters long was lying on the edge of the pond basking in the sun.

Faced with a human holding a shotgun, even if it were twice its size, it would be nothing.

Baker took good care of his customers and said: "You aim at the target. When I say to shoot, shoot together, and each person shoots three rounds."

 Martin, Bruce and Zomi loaded their bullets, and Mene shouldered the crossbow.

"Get ready!" Seeing that it was almost done, Baker shouted: "Shoot!"

Martin pulled the trigger, and through the scope, he saw the skin of the crocodile's neck exploding. He pulled the bolt of the gun and fired again. Three bullets were fired, and he stopped.

The poor big crocodile was shot with multiple bullets and died without even seeing the attacker.

The prey is pulled back and the crocodile's teeth are removed. The hunting club can provide legal procedures and help process them into souvenirs such as pendants and keychains.

 A large crocodile over four meters long, with a mouth full of fangs, enough to feed four people.

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

 Bruce and Mene are loners.

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

 Martin ate some roasted venison, found Zomi who was sitting alone in a quiet place, and asked, "Is it too noisy?"

Zomi pointed at her finger and said, "Whenever I have some free time, I can't stop my head."

  Martin said: “Thinking about post-production?”

“I am just a tool in post-production.” Zomi saw it clearly and said, “I am thinking of a new story.”

Martin was half-joking: "A wild beast or abnormality suddenly appeared in the hunting ground, and we, the hunters, were wiped out?"

Zomi handed a bottle of beer to Martin. The two clinked the bottle and each took a sip before saying: "Before joining this crew, my friend David Johnson and I, who also studied film, , works as a assistant to Director Darabont, and is better at screenwriting, but he is not as lucky as me, and it is difficult for him to work as a screenwriter. "

He returned to the topic: "David and I traveled to Canada and heard a real incident from the locals. There was a woman with dwarfism who disguised herself as a girl and killed her adoptive parents."

 (End of this chapter)

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