Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

Working like crazy on the front lines of the coal mine production team for a week, I only earned eight yuan and forty cents!
I went to the infirmary and beat up my enemy with bricks, easily getting over twenty pieces of gold!
This shift in mindset is absolutely terrifying.

Plunder is the shortcut to wealth; willingly suffering to earn money will only lead to endless suffering!

Damn it, we've been found out anyway!
Now that we have guns, should we shoot all these people, take all the money from the coal mine, and burn the archives to the ground so there's no way to prove anything?
If things get really bad, I can just go to another city. I have money, ID, and a gun, so I can get back on my feet quickly!

Having made up her mind, Zhang Wenhui immediately released the safety on the old rifle, instantly switching from a passive, crouching position under the windowsill to a desperate, gun-wielding fugitive.

With the help of the light from the miner's lamp at the corner of the outside wall, the outline of the house can be roughly seen when looking out from inside.

Looking from the outside in, one can only rely on a flashlight for illumination.

In this respect, Zhang Wenhui has a slight advantage.

He held his gun, aimed at the mine security team members who were standing outside the window with flashlights, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!
A gunshot!
The mine protection team leader, who was greeting his companions and trying to shine a flashlight into the house just a second ago, was shot in the forehead and fell flat on his back without uttering a sound.

"Watch out, the thief inside has a gun! Captain, Captain, how are you?!"

When another member of the mine protection team saw his captain shot and fall to the ground, he immediately shrank back in fright and looked around frantically, trying to find cover.

Although these people all had guns, they had almost no real experience in shooting and fighting, and were far inferior to Zhang Wenhui, a fierce person who dared to hunt bears and wild boars all by himself.

Zhang Wenhui pressed her back against the wall, took a deep breath, and continued to turn to check the situation outside.

When the minority shareholders saw that gunfire had occurred inside and one of their team members had been killed, they immediately started shouting loudly.

"There's only one person in the room, don't be afraid! We're using Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, all of you open fire to suppress him, if he dies, it's on the mine's payroll!"

These words served as a reminder to the other two armed members of the mine protection team.

With a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle in one hand and a double-barreled shotgun in the other, he didn't even aim before pulling the trigger towards the window of the archives room.

bang bang bang...

A barrage of bullets whizzed into the house, splattering plaster and leaving deep bullet marks on the brick walls.

Zhang Wenhui pressed herself against the wall in the blind spot, remaining motionless and silently counting in her mind.

The old-fashioned rifle had five bullets in the chamber. One was fired just now, leaving four. It needs to be manually ejected, so its firepower is far inferior to the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle the enemy has.

When she heard the sound of an empty engine running outside the window, Zhang Wenhui suddenly stood up, rushed to the back window, and used it to jump to the back of the house.

The three men were so shocked by the gunshots that their ears were ringing, and they didn't even realize that the person was no longer in the house.

Zhang Wenhui was certain that she had just shot the other person in the head, and he was definitely dead.

This means that you've taken a life, and whether you kill one or ten people, it seems to make no difference from now on.

He held the gun in one hand, circled the corner of the wall, then walked to the shadowy spot on the roof, took a deep breath, and suddenly peeked out from the corner.

The three men opposite had just emptied their guns and were frantically reloading when Zhang Wenhui suddenly appeared, aimed, and fired in one swift motion!
boom!
The bolt was pulled back with a clatter, ejecting the cartridge.

boom!
The bolt snaps back, ejecting the cartridge!
boom!
The bullets were ejected with a clatter!
boom!
The four shots were fired in the shortest possible time, and the three people standing outside the window were all shot and fell into a pool of blood.

Zhang Wenhui did not rush to get closer. She stood still, took out a new clip from her pocket, opened the chamber, loaded a bullet, and then fired at the corpses on the ground one by one.

After firing all five bullets, he reloaded and then strode toward the four men on the ground.

Zhang Wenhui was very clear-headed. She first picked up the rifle that posed the greatest threat to her, put it on her back, and then slipped back to the archives.

The mine protection team members were killed, and no one should dare to come over for a while. They were determined to burn and destroy the paper documents, so there was no need to look for the roster anymore.

What we need to do now is raise money!

Next, he went straight to the drawer where he collected his money in the evening and fired a shot at the lock.

Opening the drawer, one finds bundles of ten-yuan notes plus some loose change, numbering at least dozens of bundles.

Zhang Wenhui glanced at the wall, took down a military green shoulder bag, and put all the cash she saw into it.

After doing all that, he picked up the matches next to the stove and found the gasoline for starting a fire behind the door.

He splashed things everywhere, setting the messy paper documents on fire, then came out the door, carrying a gun and a bag of cash, and ran away.

At this moment, the miners who had fallen asleep in the front row of houses after hearing the gunshots and shouts turned on the incandescent lights in two of the rooms.

Zhang Wenhui frowned, grabbed a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that she had "captured," changed the bullets, pointed the muzzle at the lit window in front of her, raised it slightly, and fired several shots in succession.

Bang bang bang bang!
The bullet shattered the back window of the front house, scaring away the workers who wanted to watch the spectacle.

The workers, who were originally peering through the plastic sheeting at the window and could barely see anything, immediately lay down below the windowsill and remained motionless, as if afraid that a bullet might accidentally hit them.

The lights in the rooms that had been turned on were quickly turned off again. Silence fell upon everything!

Zhang Wenhui was very satisfied with the feeling of having a gun in her hand and being able to decide other people's fate. She put the weapon on her shoulder bag, picked up the ten-round stripper bullets carried in the pocket of the guard, and searched the cabinet in the duty room for bullets. She then went around to the back wall and ran away from the crime scene.

In the archives room, the filing cabinets, folders, and firewood used to start the stove against the wall were quickly ignited, and in no time the whole house was ablaze.

It took more than half an hour before anyone in the row of houses in front dared to turn on their lights.

"Fire! There's a fire behind us!"

More and more workers came out of their dormitories to fight the fire and rescue people, creating a chaotic scene.

The instigator of the whole incident, Zhang Wenhui, disappeared into the snowstorm carrying three rifles, a Type 54 pistol, and a bag of RMB.

Zhang Wenhui was gone for an entire night!
He has most likely killed four people and robbed the coal mine of its cash and weapons.

This is a major case.

Upon receiving the news, the "hat uncles" would immediately seal off places like train and bus stations to prevent escape. At the same time, they would search for suspicious information.

He had no acquaintances or friends in the city, and it was impossible for him to seek refuge at Yue Feng's farm.

The biggest problem became finding a temporary place to hide and evade the search and pursuit by the "hat uncles".

Otherwise, what about that dugout where they temporarily stayed before? Hiding in the mountains to avoid capture would definitely be the best option for Zhang Wenhui.

He quickly shook his head. The dugout in Jiguanzigou was too close to the farm on the mountain, and there were no usable supplies stored inside.

While she was hesitating, Zhang Wenhui suddenly thought of another option.

Zhao Dashan also has a dugout near Woniu Mountain.

He had heard Lao Zhao mention it more than once when they were having tea and chatting before.

Although Lao Zhao stopped living in that dugout after he went to the breeding farm, Yue Feng and his hunting team would occasionally stop there when they went into the mountains to hunt, and there were always some supplies stored there.

Zhang Wenhui had never been to Woniu Mountain, but Zhao Dashan had given her a general idea of ​​the direction and distance. If she took the Chaiji Road in the forest farm to go up the mountain, she would definitely be able to find the place.

Having determined their hiding place, Zhang Wenhui, carrying a gun and money, strode towards the mountains outside the city.

The next day, the entire city of Fengcheng was in complete chaos.

A formidable figure, relying solely on an old rifle, single-handedly raided a private coal mine outside Fengcheng, killing four people, setting fire to the archives, and stealing at least three rifles and a large amount of cash.

The criminal investigation teams of each police station were all working overtime.

Conduct a thorough investigation of any suspicious persons and intelligence.

Investigate the black market distribution channels by tracing the origins of firearms and ammunition.

We will conduct a thorough review and investigation based on existing household registration policies and the direction of the floating population.

All relevant personnel are working overtime, ready to fight at any moment!
The news that someone had robbed a small coal mine and killed four people also reached Yue Feng and his team members' ears.

But these things had nothing to do with them. The group was just chatting casually over tea at home, reminding the restaurant owners in the city not to keep large amounts of cash in their establishments.

Right now, Yue Feng is at home, enjoying the warmth of his wife and children, happily staying home to fatten up for the winter.

In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

There has been no progress in the coal mine murder and robbery case. The murderer seems to have vanished into thin air and has never reappeared.

On the other side, in the dugouts of Woniu Mountain.

Zhang Wenhui had been hiding in the dugout for more than half a month. In the first few days, he was a little uneasy. No matter day or night, he would become extremely sensitive whenever he heard any noise outside the dugout. He wished he could sleep with his 56 semi-automatic rifle with the safety engaged.

But as time went on, he gradually detached himself from that state of high vigilance.

There were some supplies in the dugout, enough to sustain them for a short time. During the day, Zhang Wenhui could also take a gun to the old forest to hunt, and a few roe deer or wild boars would be enough for one person to eat for several days.

After spending more than half a month counting down the days, Zhang Wenhui went down the mountain to the city with only a little spare change.

He exchanged cash for some food coupons and other receipts on the black market, then went to a department store and bought a few cheap clothes that fit his body. Dressed simply, he strolled around the area around the station.

The hat-wearing uncles who used to check people everywhere are no longer seen around the station, and the station has returned to normal order.

Once she realized that the limelight surrounding her crime had seemingly died down, Zhang Wenhui began to think things through.

Now that we have a gun and start-up capital, and have received more than 5,000 yuan in cash from the coal mine, what should we do next?
After hesitating for a long time, he went to Xinhua Bookstore and bought a map, focusing his attention on the border area near the border between South Korea and Russia.

Having tasted the sweetness of violently seizing wealth and controlling one's destiny, Zhang Wenhui's dark personality was activated, and she is now completely unable to go back to the past and live a peaceful life.

It is said that there is a black market on the other side of the border for smuggling valuable furs and some scarce goods. As long as you are bold enough and have a strong enough gun, you can raise a gang and make a living by relying on these gray or black industries, and even make a name for yourself!

Over the next few days, Zhang Wenhui spent her time around the black market in the city, and at the same time, she asked a seller who specialized in selling mules and horses to prepare a horse-drawn carriage for her.

With a large amount of cash on him and several heavy weapons, he couldn't escape by train. He had to wait for the right opportunity to catch a train himself and disguise himself to leave the city.

Another week passed. After repeatedly eliminating road risks, Zhang Wenhui led her entire family down the mountain, boarded the horse-drawn carriage she had bought, and left the city, heading straight for her chosen next destination, Hunchun.

……

Meanwhile, Yue Feng returned from the capital and has been staying at home obediently for almost a month.

During this period, he spent almost all his time at home with his wife and children, occasionally contacting his friends in Beijing by phone to check on the club's construction and the training progress of the two eagle handlers, Xiao Ying Liu and Li Fulin.

The club's construction is proceeding normally, but the training of the Da Qinglong team is not going smoothly.

To everyone's surprise, the two-year-old, wiry blue dragon was gaining weight very slowly in the hands of Little Eagle Liu and Li Fulin, and its training progress was also extremely slow.

Grandpa Liu and Uncle Li took turns lifting the dragon continuously for half a month, finally reducing its weight to about 80%.

Once the weight loss was gone, the training gradually got back on track.

Open the door to a big feast, lower the axle, jump and shout to the distance, and become an eagle on the ground.

After going through the whole process, when Da Qinglong caught the first rabbit in Grandpa Liu's hands, it was already the 23rd day of training.

It took more than half the normal time for a live eagle to be brought to land. The sheer difficulty in taming this broken-flowered blue dragon is evident in its formidable physique and unruly temperament.

Of course, the Great Azure Dragon's performance in actual combat after landing was absolutely worthy of the efforts of the two Eagle Handlers.

Over the phone, Yue Feng listened to Grandpa Liu describe the actual combat situation he had witnessed firsthand.

As soon as the eagle landed, Grandpa Liu drove his big green dragon to an old plot of land in his private plot. About thirty-five meters away, an eagle with a leaky rabbit appeared.

Originally, Grandpa Liu and Uncle Li didn't expect that the eagle could take down the old rabbit on its first strike after landing.

After all, the drake's weight had dropped to 1.92 jin (approximately 665 grams), less than 8 liang (approximately 400 grams) of fat. Its stamina and other physical abilities would definitely be significantly affected.

As a result, the Great Azure Dragon's performance in actual combat surprised both Grandpa Liu and Uncle Li, who had seen many of the Great Eagle's techniques.

The first old rabbit was approached by the Great Azure Dragon in just a few breaths. As it swooped down with its claws, the old rabbit made two consecutive zigzag maneuvers.

As a result, the Great Azure Dragon unleashed its Wind Chasing Tail at the crucial moment, using its super agility to keep up with the rabbit by constantly changing direction, without being shaken off at all.

As soon as the old rabbit relaxed its guard, the eagle claw with 'dragon scales' hanging from the roof tile swung down and ripped the five-and-a-half-pound old rabbit right through the flesh.

Yes, you read that right, skin and flesh pierced through!
After locking the eagle's longest ring and rear claw in place, it pierced the flesh of the old rabbit's neck and closed it up.

The old rabbit, caught in the eagle's grip, didn't even have time to cry out before the eagle choked it to death in a second or two. (End of Chapter)