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There is a chapter in the middle of the night, thanks to the support of the brothers and sisters, although the results of this book are not satisfactory, but the reading of the book review area, the support of brothers and sisters still let the shells grateful! ****
Wang Bo’s two mistakes were that he first had a pair of guns and the second was that the index finger was placed on the trigger.
"For pistols, if you want to be a sharpshooter, you must develop the habit of holding a single gun. First, the single-handed gun responds quickly and the muscles are more relaxed. Secondly, the single-handed gun has a longer baseline and higher accuracy. some."
"As for the position of the finger, don't put it on the trigger. It is best to put it on the trigger retainer. When shooting, then extend into the retainer to buckle the plate. Otherwise, once the fire is gone, even the most insured steel Durex can't save you. !"
Wang Bo listened carefully, then the cowboy did not speak, so the old king asked: "What else?"
The cowboy shrugged: "What else? There is practice. You don't think the F1 racer is taught by the teacher in class?"
"What is the flaw in the shooting? Why are you so accurate?"
"Because I have been good at shooting since I was a child!" The cowboy recovered his nature and began to sneak in the ass.
There are a lot of ranch rabbits. In order to avoid scaring the cattle and sheep, Wang Bo specially practiced the gun at the edge.
The previous two gunshots stunned a lot of pheasant hares, and the two of them saw a pheasant running a dozen meters away.
Wang Bo Xue’s wave of his hand was a shot. After the gunshot, a shell was thrown out. The recoil of the pistol was not very strong for him, but where did the bullet go?
The cowboy said with surprise: "You are also a sharpshooter?"
"Isn't it?" Pharaoh looked far away, the cowboy said so, what did he accidentally hit and shoot? But he saw it for a while and didn't see the wild things. The pheasant had disappeared.
After listening to him, the cowboy cried: "Snow, knowing that you are not a sharpshooter, are you still aiming for a quick shot?"
Wang Bojun’s smile said: “Is this not a good habit to develop a sharpshooter? Continue to practice and continue to practice.”
The hills are undulating and the grass is vast. The old king stepped on a clump of wild grass and looked around. The purpose was to see the green of the mountains and the wild, and there were some wild flowers between the green grass.
Since the management of the heart of the pasture, the grass in this area has grown much better. Some wild grasses that are not suitable for animal feeding have died and replaced with more tender grass.
In addition, the grass has become flatter. Although there are thousands of cattle and sheep scattered in the pasture, the impact on the pasture is small, and the growth density of the green grass is larger than before, and the animals that can feed are obviously more.
The biggest change now is the taste and nutrition of pasture weeds, otherwise it will not attract so many birds and beasts.
However, Wang Bo’s shooting method was too bad. Although there were many birds and beasts, he shot two bullets in a row and did not hit anything. He only heard the guns ring.
Of course, his purpose is to practice his hand. Now that the goal is achieved, the gun is not panicked, and he has gradually adapted to the feeling of shooting.
Bowen always shook his head when he saw no results. He took the gun and said: "Forget it, let me come, you look at it."
Wang Bo smiled and said: "Oh, no bullets."Bao Wen asked in amazement: "On the bullets of two bombs?"
Pharaoh shrugged, he had any way, the police station equipped him with these.
Normally, if you use it, you have to submit a report, but there are gun shops everywhere in New Zealand, and you can even buy online, so the ammunition will be replenished in time after use, and the police will not check this.
So only two hares can eat, the cowboy is very annoyed, I knew that it would be better to start a few more shots.
The roast hare is definitely more cowboy experience, so after returning to the castle, they set up a campfire in the inner court square and began to prepare for the hare.
This cowboy is responsible for it. It is very simple to wipe the rabbit meat with salt and put it on the shelf.
Wang Bo shook his head and said that it was not baked like this. He went to prepare the material package, and smashed the onion ginger and garlic into a slag with a knife. After mixing the material, he knelt in the belly of the hare, and then tied the gap with the wire, so that the cowboy was baked.
The cowboy slowly turned the hare, and the oil was constantly smeared on it. The vegetable oil and the animal oil of the rabbit itself blended under the flames, and the scent was quickly baked. The pink rabbit meat gradually turned golden.
Zhuang Ding smelled the scent and ran quickly. The mouth still contained a dog chew, and the saliva dribbled out. The big brown eyes stared at the roast rabbit.
The rabbit meat is hot and hot, and Bowen will take it down and eat it.
Wang Bo tore a piece of rabbit meat and bloodshot, and gave it to the young. Zhuang Ding can not be disgusted, it opened its mouth and swallowed it quickly, looking at the owner with a big eye: continue to feed me.
"Continue to roast, get cooked and eat!"
Bao Wen said: "No, six matures can be, now the meat is the most nutritious! Hey, this gravy is red, you don't look like..."
"Woman's big aunt?"
"OK, you won, continue to bake!"
After roasting the rabbit meat, Wang Bo first tore off the two hind legs, and he was a strong one. Bao Wen spread his hand and shouted angrily: "This is my labor success, you can't do this... Oh, Snow!"
Lao Wang glared at him and spread his hand. He quickly grabbed the rabbit and tore off the strong chest meat. He split it into two pieces or he was a strong one.
Bao Wen refused to complain, and quickly grabbed the rabbit meat and teared it into his mouth.
When roasting rabbit meat, the oil is constantly brushed up, so the meat is not firewood, the hare meat is very tight, and chewing has a chewing head. Wang Bo stuffed the seasonings and vegetables in the rabbit belly, and the taste of the seasoning entered the rabbit meat, which was more delicious.
After eating a piece of rabbit meat, Bowen couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect it, Wang, your craft is so good. As far as I know, you Chinese people rarely eat barbecue. I bet you must have opened a barbecue shop before. ”
Lao Wang grinned and said: "Where is it, I used to work part-time in our city crematorium for a while in college summer... Hey, why don't you eat it?"
Bowen looked at the remaining roast rabbit in his hand and his face was blue.
"Haha, I am joking."
"I will know." The cowboy also laughed.
"Yeah, how can people in the city crematorium get in? I am part-time at the county crematorium."
"Look at God's father's sake, your mother has blown up!" Bowen also learned the mantra's mantra.In fact, the two rabbits are not enough to eat. The two big men add a developing super dog, which is to eat a full half.
Bowen finally licked the meat residue on his finger and said, "Maybe we should go hunting from time to time in the ranch. The harvest is not small."
Wang Bo took the Zhuang Ding to find another food, and said lazily: "No, you can't shoot at the ranch, it's easy to scare the cattle and sheep."
"That's better with traps." The cowboy said of course.
"Well, but it depends on you, you go to the trap, I don't understand this, the cowboy should understand."
"The cowboy certainly understands, the cowboy knows everything!" Bao Wen said proudly, and then he said that he felt that something was wrong...
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