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    The first point is to keep your hands steady.

    Ban Xia took a deep breath, pushed the bow with his left hand, and pulled the string with his right hand. As the oak arm bent slightly, the longbow was stretched to an arm and a half, and then stopped.  The elastic potential energy of the girl, which forms a fragile balance with the girl's arms and shoulders, is about to explode.

    Ban Xia's line of sight fell on the grass across the road along the shaft of the arrow, and she heard movement in the grass, which was a thin, dog-like barking.

    That is a muntjac.

    Muntjac is very common in Nanjing City. It is a small deer that is often active at night and occasionally appears in the daytime. Compared with the huge red deer, muntjac is much easier to hunt.

    This is a good source of meat.

    Muntjac has three advantages, it is light and tender, and it will fall when shot.

    Banxia hooks the bowstring with her index finger and middle finger. The tight bowstring is stuck in the groove of the arrow tail. The left shoulder is facing forward, the right shoulder is facing back, and the legs are slightly separated. The teacher once taught her the essentials of archery, the body should be calm and calm  Not stiff, steady but not hard, with stretched shoulders, there is no doubt that Ban Xia is a good student, and her archery level is now the best in the world.

    The girl is at least 20 meters away from her prey, and she knows how to hide her whereabouts and smell. The muntjac is a very timid animal, and will run away immediately at the slightest sign of trouble, so Ban Xia hides behind a big tree  , The wildly growing weeds can reach the girl's waist, the breeze blows from the front, and here is the downwind, so the prey can't smell her scent.

    The second point is to keep your hands steady.

    The clump of emerald green shrubs "rusted" and the girl held her breath. She saw a pair of erect brown ears emerging from among the verdant green leaves.

    Immediately afterwards, its forehead was also exposed. There was a black "V" pattern on the fur on the forehead, and two dark eyes. Banxia recognized that it was a female barking deer, because the male's head  There are sharp corners.

    The third point, the hand must be steady.

    There is only one chance.

    An off-string arrow cannot turn back, and if it misses, it will startle the snake. For such a vigilant creature as the muntjac, if the first arrow misses, there will be no chance to shoot the second one.

    It drilled into the verdant and lush meadow, and even the gods couldn't find it.

    Ten years after the disappearance of human beings, cities have become natural landscapes growing out of the land. The erosion power of nature is far stronger than anyone imagined. In just ten years, human buildings can turn into animals.  For the creatures born in this era, cities are part of the world that exists naturally, just like forests, deserts, mountains and plains, they are just special landforms.

    Fifteen years after the disappearance of human beings, the city is already one of the areas with the highest species diversity in the biosphere. The slower the force, the stronger the force. Germinated seeds can crack concrete. Any place that can shine into the sun and rain will be destroyed by vitality.  Tenacious weeds quickly take over, followed by small rodents, followed by predators who prey on rodents. High-rise buildings built by humans provide animals with unprecedented three-dimensional living spaces.  They quickly adapted to the environment. Leopards, cats that are good at climbing, learned to set up ambush on tall buildings or viaducts. They are cruel and intelligent predators, and they once caused a lot of trouble for Pinellia.

    After all, this is a wild world.

    In the food chain, all creatures play no more than two roles, either as prey or as hunters.  The natural world is cruel and bloody. In the most developed era of human civilization, people often ignore this point, because human beings have been out of the status of prey for too long, and they have never seen the leftover, bloody remains of their own kind for a long time.

    Ban Xia took aim.

    When the arrow goes down, the female muntjac will die.

    After killing the prey, Banxia will deal with it on the spot, peel off the fur, remove the internal organs, and then cut a few pieces of the best meat from the back or thigh to take away. She will not take the whole prey back, which is very troublesome.  Because the remaining visceral fur has to be re-transported to a distant place for disposal, so as not to attract some ferocious scavengers.

    For safety reasons, Pinellia never hunts within three kilometers of its residence.

    Suddenly the bushes started to rustle again.

    Ban Xia was taken aback.

    She heard the sound of a second muntjac, which was smaller and fainter.

    Soon a small deer head emerged from the grass, with light yellow soft fur, raised ears, big black eyes, and two small bumps on the top of its head. Its size was smaller than the previous one.  It's half the size of a male muntjac, probably not fully developed yet.

    This is a female barking deer with cubs.

      Ban Xia opened her bow and aimed the arrow at the small one.

    Smaller ones are tastier and the meat is more tender.

    Killed it, took it back and roasted it. I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, and I feel greedy just thinking about it. Ban Xia let go of her finger, and the bowstring snapped back.

    Amid the sound of piercing the air, the sharp arrow left the string, traversed a distance of 20 meters with lightning speed, and nailed it at the foot of the barking deer cub.

    The big and the small were all dumbfounded, they turned their heads and stared at the wooden arrows nailed in the grass, the air was silent for a second, and then they jumped up like springs, panicked and ran away, and disappeared into the grass  up.

    Ban Xia stood on tiptoe, pulled the straps of the backpack, raised her hand to build a pergola, looked into the distance for a while, and then a bird started up.

    run really fast.

    The girl walked over slowly, pulled out the arrow on the ground, and stuffed it into the quiver behind her.

    "Hands are raw." Ban Xia scratched her head, "It's unlucky, the meat is flying off the edge of my mouth."

    She thought about going back and practicing her archery well.

    Forget it, if you can't hit it, you can't hit it, Ban Xia stretched his waist, "Sometimes in your life, you must have it, and there is always time in your life, so don't force it¡ª!"

    Taking out the pocket watch from his pocket, he glanced at the time, it was half past three in the afternoon.

    Today's hunting is over, it's time to see if the traps and traps we set have any results.

    The girl got out of the grass and returned to the broad road. She took off her long-sleeved jacket, put it on her shoulders, and wiped the sweat from her face and neck.

    It is really torture to have to wear a long coat in this kind of ghostly weather with scorching sun.

    It¡¯s impossible not to wear it, there are everything in the grass, there are terrible peppercorns, and even more terrible dry leeches, these things are enough to rub against the skin.

    The teacher said that the peppercorns are the larvae of the green moth. This ghost thing can be seen occasionally under the leaves of the plane tree. There are several under the shady leaves.  , but I hate this thing very much. The exposed skin becomes red and swollen when touched. It hurts so much that people want to chop their hands. It is hard to say that it hurts more than the paederus sting.

    Drought leeches are usually not common, but they will pop up suddenly after the rain. Pinellia pinellia does not know where they come from. These things hang on the leaves one by one, and jump up to suck blood when animals pass by.

    Doomsday Survival always prepares stockings, which are important supplies, and put them on the head and hands when drilling the meadow.

    It was six o'clock in the afternoon that day.

    The black moon is about to rise, and it's time for Pinellia to go back.

    She looked around the traps and traps she had set, but found nothing as expected.

    It seems that I didn't catch anything today, let's continue hunting tomorrow.

    Banxia stepped into the gate of the community of Meihua Villa, carrying a backpack and carrying a bow and arrow, humming old songs, walking on the small road in the community.

    The girl suddenly shuddered.

    With a pause in her footsteps, she drew out her pistol and turned around to aim almost without thinking.

    She felt it again.

    Something is staring at him.

    The eyes were crazy and bloody, like sharp cracked canines. Ban Xia intuitively thought that it was a terrible predator, but she couldn't find where it was. She glanced at the lush bushes under the night,  Nothing happened.

    Ban Xia held her breath, remained calm, and slowly retreated step by step, into the small gate of the high-voltage power grid. She held a gun in one hand and pointed ahead, and closed the gate of the power grid with the other hand.

    She retreated all the way into the door of the unit building, flipped the switch on the wall, and electric sparks burst out.

    After doing all this, the girl slowly sat down against the wall, gasping for breath, touched her clothes, covered in cold sweat.
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