Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

"Since I fell ill, I feel that I don't have much time left. I always miss the time when I was young and carried a gun to fight the Japanese. I think it would be great if I could pick up a gun again and fight with everyone again." Mr. Wu said with emotion.

Ms. Wu was speechless. She thought her father was really a child.

"Dad, you've asked for this."

Liu Xia Lian found out that real combat was definitely not possible. Without the equipment, fighting with real guns and live ammunition would cause big problems, but there was a substitute.

"Mr. Wu, I don't know if you are used to living in the countryside. Now is the autumn harvest time, and the village militia is hunting. Wild boars destroy crops, hurt people, and do all kinds of evil, just like the Japanese devils. How about you take up a gun and hunt wild boars?"

Mr. Wu became energetic after hearing this. In fact, he could not be called old before he fell ill. He was only in his early sixties and had just retired. He was in good health. But the illness came like a mountain falling on him, and he was gone in an instant.

When Mr. Wu heard this, he immediately became excited: "I am good at hunting wild boars. When I was young, I could go up the mountain to hunt wild boars with just a spear. The wild boar meat at that time was really delicious. Let's go now."

When Ms. Wu heard this, she quickly stopped him: "No, no, this person is so seriously ill, how can we kill wild boars?"

Old Wu got angry. His daughter was rebelling recently and was against him in everything. He wanted to see a Chinese doctor, but she insisted on seeing a Western doctor.

"You can rest in the guesthouse. Just let Xiao Feng accompany me."

Xiao Feng is Mr. Wu's driver and bodyguard. He is in his twenties and behaves very well. He seemed to be standing outside the door just now.

Seeing that her father was angry, Ms. Wu could not say anything more, so she took Liu Xialian's hand and said, "Sister, please."

"Don't worry, we have dozens of militiamen, and I will always be by your side."

Liu Xia Lian drove the business car. Xiao Feng was of medium build, with a body as sturdy as a javelin. He was obviously a member of the team. Although he was wearing plain clothes, he had a gun hidden on his waist. He had a reserved aura and was also a master.

He took Old Wu and his bodyguard Xiao Feng and slowly headed towards Lijiatun.

Today the weather is fine, the sun is warm, and it's a little hot. There are endless farmlands on both sides of the road, and endless forests in the distance. The forest area has its advantages, you can hit roe deer with a stick, scoop fish with a ladle, and pheasants fly into the rice pot. But at the same time, wild boars will come into the ground, wolves will enter the village, and black bears will knock on the door with hats.

"Mr. Wu, this is our village, Lijiatun. The harvest of tens of thousands of acres of corn in the village is almost over, and there are still thousands of acres of sweet potato fields. That is the hardest hit area for wild boars. Let's take the dogs, cats, and eagles and go hunt wild boars."

"Don't call me Mr. Wu. I'm old now. Just call me Uncle Wu. I know about hunting with dogs, but who brings a cat? Can a cat hunt?"

"Yes, you'll know when you get home."

The group soon arrived at Damei's old house. It turned out that it was rented by her cousin Liu Fuguang. However, this year her cousin's family became rich, and the village allocated a residential plot for them, so they built a new house. The old house became vacant, but it was kept very clean and tidy. Due to the season, the vegetable garden in the yard was a little abandoned.

"Uncle Wu, Xiao Feng, you two take a rest. I'll go get some help. We need help hunting wild boars. I'll lead the team."

Liu Xia Lian went to the village brigade headquarters as soon as she got out. Since the beginning of autumn, the village has been busy with the battle to protect the crops. The village chief led dozens of militiamen to hunt at night. In addition to protecting the crops, they also earned some income.

The village chief was chatting with the women's director at the brigade office. When he saw Liu Xialian coming, he hurriedly asked, "Xialian, what's the matter?"

"An old cadre has come from Beijing. He fought in the battlefield when he was young. Now he is retired and wants to reminisce about the glorious days in the past. Please ask the village chief to call some militiamen to take him to hunt wild boars and have fun."

The village chief was very conscious. When he heard Liu Xialian say this, he knew that this matter was not simple: "Xialian, tell me the truth. I am a senior cadre, so I should be more careful in what I say and do."

"I don't know how old he is, but it seems like he's often on the news. You pretend you don't know, village chief and militia company commander, let's take the old man to the sweet potato field to hunt wild boars and catch a few pheasants, just to make him happy."

The village chief thought about it and decided that this matter must be done, so he said immediately: "Okay, I will assemble the militia right away, but it is not certain that we can find wild boars in the middle of the day, so you will have to find prey when the time comes."

"It's okay, the old man just wants to relax."

Liu Xia Lian went home and called Daya and Erya, and brought the lynx Dahua, the hunting dogs Dahuang and two Dahei, with a Saker Falcon standing on her shoulders.

Daya and Erya, holding short spears, followed Liu Xialian to the old house of Damei's family.

Old Wu was at the large open-air stove in the courtyard: "Tsk tsk, this stove is really big. This pot of cooking can feed more than a dozen people."

There is also a small stove made of yellow mud in the kitchen next to it. It is relatively small, just enough for a small pot.

Old Wu pointed to the small stove and said, "Xiao Feng, do you know how to cook? How about you cook tonight?"

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I came from the countryside and I have been able to cook this since I was a child."

Liu Xia Lian arrived first, carrying two rifles, both of which were old Hanyang-made. Following behind her were Daya and Erya, and then Lynx and Dahua, three hunting dogs as strong as calves, all wearing armor.

Xiao Feng subconsciously protected the old man behind him. These hunting dogs were too oppressive.

Wu was also surprised. The hound was normal and not surprising, but the big cat was really big, at least 60 kilograms.

"Xia Lian, this is the big cat you mentioned, right? It's really big, like a little tiger."

"Yes, it's a lynx. I rescued it from the mountains, and it followed me."

Old Wu looked at the gun Liu Xialian was carrying and shook his head: "This gun is too old, at least several decades old."

"Uncle Wu, our village militia no longer has much equipment. All the good guns have been handed over. Only this Hanyang-made gun is left. You can use it with confidence. Even though it has been used for decades, the villagers have been thrifty. Over the decades, they have only fired dozens of rounds. The quality is still very good."

Mr. Wu took the gun and checked the bolt and barrel. It was obvious that he was an expert.

Liu Xia Lian gave Wu Laowu a bullet, and the old man put it in the magazine.

After a while, Village Chief Li came with more than 30 people. Village Chief Li stood at attention and saluted.

"Lijiatun, the militia company has assembled. Please give instructions."

Old Wu looked at the militiamen carrying guns and cannons, and seemed to have returned to the glorious past. He saluted immediately and said, "Pass on my order. Let's go into the mountains and suppress the bandits."

The group left the village and walked a short distance to the east. Here came a large field of sweet potatoes, most of which had not yet been dug.

The team dispersed to search, Liu Xialian followed Wu Lao to guard and look for wild boars. It was a coincidence that the sweet potato field in front was destroyed.