Livestreaming the Hunt

"What's wrong?"

Wang Kui held the front seat with his hand and asked a question.

"Old Kui...Meng Hu!"

Jiang Chen pointed to the front.

Everyone immediately raised their guns.

Chenkov squinted his eyes and saw a huge 1.8-meter-long golden-orange tiger lying in the swamp water ahead with his back to them.

Although I didn't see the face.

But that broad back is even more exaggerated than that of a strong man, and just one arm is thicker than the waist of an adult man!

This is an adult giant tiger!

I'm afraid it must be 300 kilograms, right?

With the Kaihuang 085 explained by Wang Kui just now, and the appearance of Meng Hu who hunted the bison, many water friends were frightened.

[Fuck, what Lao Kui said is true, the density of Kaziranga tigers is too high, you can meet one within a few kilometers! 】

【Meng Hu: Are you moved? Jiang Chen: Don't dare to move! 】

[Fortunately, Lao Kui and the others have guns! 】

【Too scary! Fortunately, Jiang Chen reacted quickly, if it hit directly, it would be too late to shoot! 】

...

Compared to the panic of the audience.

Wang Kui seemed much calmer.

He observed for a while, then frowned and said, "No, felines have very sensitive senses of hearing and smell, and their whiskers are also very sensitive to air flow. It's impossible not to hear anything at a distance of 50 to 60 meters!"

"Even if it's sleeping, based on the nature of animals, they should choose places with big trees or rocks to seek a certain sense of security, and... how do I look at its flanks and lung cavity ribs, it seems that it hasn't been moved... ..."

During the conversation.

Cancun also observed with a monocular, "It seems that I am not breathing..."

Confirmed by two hunters.

Jiang Chen released the brake, slowly stepped on the accelerator, and approached the tiger.

Despite Wang Kui's words.

But Chenkov and Dongfang Miao still did not let go of their muzzle.

After a few seconds.

When they were more than ten meters away from the tiger, they finally confirmed that the tiger was indeed dead, because a lot of blood mixed with yellow fat liquid flowed from its mouth, which stained the tall grass around it red.

The fatal injury to the cause of death was the bite mark on the neck.

Wang Kui got out of the car, endured the stench, and clawed Meng Hu's neck away.

The high temperature, coupled with the humidity of the swamp, will decompose the corpse very quickly. No wonder it looks so big from a distance. It turns out that the corpse is swollen by water.

Then the howling of the eagle just now is likely to be a carrion vulture!

"Look, there are obvious bite marks here. The width of the hole is very large, indicating that the canine teeth are very thick. In Kaziranga, only Menghu has such big canine teeth!"

He found a row of tooth marks, and there were two finger-thick blood holes in the middle, which were very deep, and it was estimated that the arteries and trachea were crushed.

Killed by a tiger?

Territory struggle?

After all, Lao Kui said that this kind of thing often happens in Kaziranga, especially when Kaihuang 085 abdicates and many male tigers are fighting each other.

Wang Kui took out his phone, "I have to inform the management of the protected area in Kaziranga, let's get out of here first, if a tiger is killed here, it means that there is a stronger tiger nearby!"

"There is no other trauma, which means that the two sides did not fight. This only exists in the case of a sneak attack and the strength of the two sides is too different. One blow is fatal, and there is a high probability that it will be an instant kill..."

Chenkov's study of large beasts is deep.

After getting in the car, Wang Kui made a phone call, and Wang Kui told the protected area the coordinates of Meng Hu's body.

The management of Kaziranga is very strict. Once key protected animals such as tigers and Indian rhinos die, forensic doctors will even be dispatched to conduct autopsies.

On the one hand, it is to record the living conditions of the animals in the reserve. If there are too many fights and deaths, they will intervene artificially.

On the other hand, it is to see if it was killed by humans or poached by poachers.

After bypassing Meng Hu's fighting zone.

Everyone finally came to the high ground.

It is said to be a highland, but it should be regarded as a small "isolated island" in the swamp, with a large area, enough for twenty or thirty people to lie down at the same time.

Everyone got out of the car.

They took out hunting knives or mountain axes one after another, ready to check for poisonous snakes and insects, clear out a safe open space, and set up a camping site.

At this time.

Wang Kui noticed that there were a few scratches at the connection between the edge of the island and the water level of the swamp, and there were several air holes facing the water.

He took out the hunting knife, wiggled the tip of the knife with great interest, and circled it around the air hole.

Found something?

The audience couldn't figure out what Lao Kui had discovered.

And some people who have been in the mountain village for a long time, or grew up in the mountain village, suddenly thought of something.

"This kind of hole facing the water is usually a place where aquatic turtles lay their eggs. Let's dig and see..."

Wang Kui inserted a hunting knife along the stomata, then turned outwards, and began to scrape the mud with his hands: "Generally, tortoises in tropical areas will choose to lay many times between August and October."

With the mud being dug up.

It was only then that everyone discovered that there was a hole in it, and it turned out to be a very large deep hole.

He continued to plan.

Suddenly.

A white egg rolled out of the hole.

Lao Kui really hit the mark, it really is a turtle hole!

next second.

When he was picking up the soil, a black shadow as thick as a baby's arm, sticking to the soil, appeared in everyone's sight, which shocked everyone.

follow closely.

The black shadow shrank into the cave.

But Wang Kui was so courageous, he grabbed the black object directly and began to pull it outward.

After catching it like this, the water friends could see clearly that it was a tail!

"This turtle is quite strong!"

Wang Kui's forearm muscles swelled, obviously exerting force.

Followed.

A tan turtle was caught out.

[Nimma! Such a big bastard! 】

[This turtle is too big! 】

[Fuck! so big! 】

【Fight with me! 】

The water friends in the live broadcast room never imagined that the tortoise that Lao Kui pulled out was more than 40 centimeters long, nearly half a meter long, and under the huge shell, it was blue-black, with a slightly protruding head and limbs.

"This is the Black Mountain Turtle from India!"

Wang Kui put the egg back, buried it again with mud, picked it up, and faced the camera:

"Hey! It's so heavy, at least 9 kilograms! This kind of turtle is generally distributed in southern Asia. There are wild and farmed ones. The local people will catch this kind of turtle to eat and cook it into soup. It tastes very good."

Dongfang Miao also came over, wanting to touch the black mountain turtle's head.

"careful!"

Wang Kui reminded, pointing to the tortoise's head and said: "The black mountain tortoise's mouth is very hard, just like a bird's beak. Once bitten, the consequences will be very serious!"

While he was speaking.

"Crack!"

The Black Mountain Turtle poked its head out suddenly, trying to bite Wang Kui's finger through the air, and made a crisp impact sound, which startled Dongfang Miao.

No doubt.

If Wang Kui hadn't reminded her, if she tried to tease the crow with her fingers, she would definitely be bitten!

"Is this turtle so fierce?"

"The wild nature is inherently more ferocious than the farmed ones, and it is very vigilant during the hatching period!"

Wang Kui turned it over and prepared to dispose of it.

At this time.

Jiang Chen called out to him: "Old Kui, look at the big butts, they seem to have found something!"

"Watch my turtle!"

After handing over the black mountain tortoise to Dongfang Miao, Wang Kui came to the other side of the isolated island and found that the big butt was smelling the roots of a bush.

Not only it.

There are also Batu and Tepelov.

Because the air was very humid and the land was muddy, Wang Kui couldn't tell from the color.

So he picked up the dirt that his big butt was smelling, and shook it in front of his nose.

"It smells strongly of ammonia, it's urine!"

Are there animals around here?

Jiang Chen immediately raised his vigilance, looked around and asked, "Can you tell what kind of animal it is?"

"Urine alone, no!"

"As far as the human sense of smell and processing center are concerned, it is extremely difficult to judge the concentration and ratio of volatile substances in urine, and only hunting dogs can tell the difference."

Wang Kui lowered his body and began to observe carefully along the urine site.

After a while.

Less than five meters away from the urine point, he found a bush with signs of being eaten. "The first good news, yes herbivores..."

The others breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Kui kept searching on the ground.

It is very easy to leave footprints in such a humid environment.

"here."

Unexpectedly, Cancun discovered it first.

Wang Kui walked over and saw a row of hoof prints consisting of two half crescents.

Artiodactyla!

After comparing it, "It's not too big, it's not a Zelu, but it should be bigger than a porpoise..."

"This body shape... looks like a muntjac."

Cancun was born in Laos and is very familiar with tropical rainforest animals.

"Very likely, if it's an Indian muntjac, we'll have meat tonight!"

Wang Kui's eyes lit up, and he immediately called them to pack up their equipment.

"Jiang Chen, Dongfang, you stay here to build camps and light fires, Chenkov, Cancun, you follow my prey!"

The voice fell.

Everyone immediately divided the work.

Jiang Chen and Dongfang Miao began to collect nearby dead wood and branches. Although they also wanted to increase their knowledge, hunting and tracking is not the more people the better.

Especially for inexperienced people like them, it is easy to startle the snake.

呲——!

Wang Kui took out the deodorizing spray and sprayed himself and Chenkov all over the body.

The three of them had been busy for a long time today, and they were sweating a lot all over their bodies, and the smell was very strong.

Even against the wind, it is easy to be smelled.

Creatures like Indian muntjacs, which have been preyed for a long time, are born with extremely strong senses and alert personalities. If anything goes wrong, they will run away!

sniff.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Wang Kui and the three let the four hunting dogs smell the urine of the target prey, and began to follow the direction in which the footprints were found.

The big butt jumped into the swamp, lying on the water, and began to smell the molecules in the air.

to be honest.

Swamp hunting is much more difficult than before.

One: water can wash off the body odor;

Second: the hunter cannot see the marks left by the prey.

It was the audience's favorite hunting session again, and three hunters were dispatched together. They quickly found a comfortable position and stared at the screen intently.

"Morning and evening are the two most active time points for Indian muntjacs. They generally feed mainly in thorny shrubs and shrub grassland habitat types. Let's move closer to these two directions!"

Wang Kui stepped on the swamp water, kept his voice as low as possible, looked around, and paid attention to the movement around him.

Puppies are plain dogs, and they are a little uncomfortable in the swamp.

On the contrary, it is the big butt, because it has been living in the lush Sigou Mountain before, and it is no stranger to the environment here.

not for a while.

The water level of the swamp began to become shallow.

Wang Kui suddenly found several huge puddles.

But after careful observation, he reacted!

This is not a puddle.

It's footprints!

Asian Elephant Footprints!

The entire footprint is very large, irregularly circular, with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters.

He carefully holds the water in the Asian elephant's foot pit with his hands.

See here.

Many viewers did not understand his operation.

Even Chenkov and Cancun didn't get it.

"Indian muntjacs and many small deer families have the habit of following the tracks of elephants. On the one hand, it can save the effort of drilling under the bushes."

"On the other hand, elephants have few natural enemies, and most carnivores are afraid to provoke them. Indian muntjacs think that it is safer to follow the elephant's activity track!"

The details of Wang Kui's pursuit not only surprised the audience, but even Chenkov and Cancun were stunned.

You must know that the unpopular view that "small deer and deer like to follow elephants" is generally rarely written in animal behavior materials.

Only some old hunters who have been hunting in the mountains for a long time, often repeatedly observe fixed prey for a period of time, can come to this conclusion.

And Wang Kui could say it casually.

His biological habits and hunting knowledge reserves may have reached a terrifying level!

Master card!

This is the top thinking brought by Wang Kui's upgrade of the tracking system hunter card to the orange master!

Skim off the water in the pit.

An amazing scene appeared!

There are really two clear small footprints, exactly the same as those on the isolated island before!

[Awesome! 】

[The hunt still depends on Lao Kui! 】

[To be honest, Lao Kui's brain is better than a dog's nose! 】

"Walk!"

Wang Kui pointed in the direction ahead and patted the buttocks of the big buttocks.

The surrounding tall grass is very lush.

This kind of weed will grow wildly when it encounters heavy rain, at least three meters high!

The three of them followed the four hunting dogs and ran westward all the way.

At this time.

Shabang, the Thai king's ridgeback dog in Cancun, circled around a shallow water tall grass, sticking out his tongue.

He squatted down and found a few groups of small black particles stuck together.

It's poop!

"Small grains clumping together...is a characteristic of Muntidae."

Wang Kui picked up a few of them, and his eyelids twitched, "There is still temperature!"

Swish!

The three of them squatted down almost at the same time.

There is temperature.

The representative is that the Indian muntjac has just excreted here!

Chances are it's nearby!

for a moment.

The entire swamp grass became very quiet.

All that is left is the rustling sound of the tall grass being shaken by the wind.

Wang Kui picked up the binoculars and observed from left to right.

After confirming that there was no Indian muntjac, he took out a white thing that looked like an electronic dog repeller from his backpack.

Electronic pager!

"Now I'm going to tune in to the sound of the deer family to attract Indian muntjacs!"

"The caller is a very practical prop in hunting. It can help you attract prey into the range. It is mainly divided into physical and electronic."

"The electronic type in my hand can simulate many kinds of sounds. The physical type is generally a whistle. When it is blown, it can imitate the excited sound of deer, ducks, and even bears when they eat!"

talking.

Wang Kui pressed the beeper, and the deer screamed "vomit", "vomit".

Viewers can't help but think this stuff is hilarious.

But he added a few words that it is illegal to use animal callers in some places.

It is easy to cause wild animals to gather and flow into human cities, affecting life.

As the pager continues to sound.

"Wow!"