Xu Le's caution has its own reasons. In the previous operations, he had confirmed that the electric baton in his hand could completely knock down humans, but he could not guarantee that the powerful bison would be captured every time.
The facts that happened today also proved this. When he approached the black body of the bull, the bull, which was limp on the ground, suddenly exhaled a strong snort and kicked the soil with its four hooves. The final explosion of the whole body was like a He was shaken from the ground by a huge force and rushed towards him.
Xu Le's pupils shrank slightly, his face paled, and he seemed to be stuck in place. At this moment, he still had the electric shock stick in his hand, but a sharp tip had been protruding from the front end, which looked like a military thorn often used by the army.
In an instant, the fear in the boy's body was transformed into a powerful action force through the secretion of adrenal hormones, and he turned his body sideways at an extremely thrilling moment. A gust of wind blew across his cheek, he propped up his small eyes, saw every movement of the bison in front of his eyes clearly, and then stabbed the metal thorn that his right hand had been holding tightly. go down!
Xu Le's eyesight is very good, otherwise he would not have such a fast speed in repairing. Corresponding to this talent, his hand is also very stable, so there is no deviation in the direction of the slender metal object.
The next moment, the army thorn had been taken away by that huge force, detached from his empty palm, and remained in the fur two inches above the bull's neck...with a few drops of blood.
With a bang, the bull, which could not be subdued by the electric baton, rushed past Xu Le's side with an extremely ferocious attitude, and fell on the soil slope with a more decisive attitude, shaking up more dust and debris. Grass clippings.
Holding the dagger, Xu Le foolishly looked at the bull that fell heavily to the ground. After a long silence, his legs stopped shaking, and the healthy red color returned to his cheeks. At the previous moment, he was really scared, because he did not expect that this bull would have such a strong vitality today, and under the residual effect of the current, it could still rush so fiercely.
After being silent for a long time, he approached the buffalo without lingering fear, and after confirming its death, he pulled the dagger out of the bull's skull with great care.
The sharp point of the thorn has completely destroyed the central nervous junction of the bull, and the bull can no longer bounce to express its anger. Xu Le squinted subconsciously and glanced at the blood drop on the tip of the dagger in his hand. The liquid shone faintly in the dim and dark twilight. There was not a trace of excitement after weakness in his heart, nor was there any excitement, only a trace of fear and avoidance.
"When can the handle be used twice?" He suddenly turned around and shouted to the repair shop owner over the electronic fence, his voice full of complaints and anger.
The handle is the name he gave to this stun stick and dagger. This metal weapon is very delicately designed, but it is only delicate. After one charge, it can only release an electric current, which is completely incompatible with real military weapons. By comparison, apart from the smooth curve of the handle and the unusually comfortable grip, Xu Le didn't find anything that caught his heart.
So he called it the handle.
If the electric baton could release two currents, it wouldn't be so dangerous at that moment. No wonder Xu Le was so rude to Uncle Feng Yu, the repair teacher and handle designer.
The design of the handle is flawed, and the output amperage is deliberately increased by 20%, resulting in only one use.
Feng Yu, who was sitting over the electronic fence, was very clear about all this, and he could easily make up for this defect, but he never told Xu Le, nor did he complete it—because he deliberately made such a self-defense weapon for Xu Le use.
From many years ago, Feng Yu has always believed that if human beings rely too much on machinery, it is not a good thing, and it will only block the possibility of human beings peeping into the body and the universe. Regarding these theories, Feng Yu didn't plan to discuss with Xu Le for the time being, so after hearing the boy's angry questioning, he just smiled and didn't answer. Instead, he took out the flat cigarette case from his jeans. I clicked on one and sucked up happily.
Xu Le turned his head dejectedly and lowered his body.
Looking at the other side of the wall, under the twilight, the busy young man, somewhere in Feng Yu's heart was touched. In fact, he is a very cold character, otherwise he would not have fled to a remote place like Donglin District alone. However, the warm light on the grassland and the dark night behind him meet. Under the red sunset, the young man peeled the cowhide, divided the beef, and wiped the blood from his palms on his clothes from time to time...
This is a very bloody scene, but it is also a scene full of the beauty of life. All life in the world flows between death and survival. Feng Yu dazedly held his cigarette and looked at the boy dancing with a knife. He couldn't help but think of the scene in the classical literature that he read many years ago. In the autumn of the harvest, the farmers harvested the crops and exchanged the remnants of plants for their own survival. , By the bonfire of the tribe, men and women are drinking wine and eating animal parts cooked in the fire. They are very happy.
A smile floated on Feng Yu's cheeks. This moving smile, coupled with his gray hair, seemed to reveal his true age, and a taste of vicissitudes began to show.
He always thought Xu Le was a very interesting child, because this child seemed to always put his energy on those two ideals, and didn't notice his abilities in other areas at all.
For example, at the moment when the bison was slaughtered before, except for people who had received special training in the army, who could kill the bull with just a dagger? Why is there so little bison beef sold on the black market in recent years
Feng Yu thought of Xu Le's previous question, and the smile on his face couldn't help but grow stronger. Under the background of the federal government's strict control of firearms, who would dare to risk their lives to hunt bulls
This kid... is really stupid in some ways, didn't he realize that he and he could run faster than the angry bull when he was attracting the bull before? Didn't he feel that he was able to kill a bull with his bare hands, which was a more proud feat than repairing a TV
"Fuck, fuck..." Under the twilight, Xu Le scolded swearing while enduring discomfort while doing the slaughtering job. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, got up on his hips and shouted at the shameless middle-aged man who smoked: "Don't have two hundred pounds of bones left. If you are lazy, when can you have dinner at night?"
In fact, in Feng Yu's eyes, the various talents shown by Xu Le, this young man, are nothing, because he has seen many real geniuses in his long life. When he killed the bison earlier, Xu Le's calmness and composure, which was absolutely unmatched for his age - although his fearful legs were shaking and his face was pale, he was still calm and composed - what Feng Yu admired the most about him.
At the same time, this is also what Feng Yu thinks is the most uninteresting thing for young people, so when he heard Xu Le swearing swear words, he was a little happy, laughed like a wild flower, stood up, and patted his butt.