A farmer's fierce wife
Chapter 18 South Wind Mother Arrow
Chapter 18 South Wind Mother Arrow
When they were in the secret service school, the students not only had to master gun shooting, but also used some cold weapons, such as knives.
And Nanfeng happened to be proficient in throwing knives.
Although it is not as powerful as Xiao Li Feidao, as long as there is a knife in hand, Nanfeng can throw the knife within ten feet and hit the target directly.
However, in addition to a kitchen knife in her house, there is a hatchet.She had already brought the woodcutter up the mountain.
There is no bow and arrow, no throwing knife, only a spear, how to win in case of encountering a big prey?
It was almost noon, the sun was overhead, and at the hottest time of the day, the cicadas would cry out from time to time.
Nanfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down to rest under a crooked-neck tree, and put the spear in his hand at his feet.
And just when she saw the tip of the spear, she suddenly had an idea in her mind.
Brother Ye's spear is actually a hard wood with a sharpened top and a round shaft polished smooth, not an iron weapon for killing enemies in battle.
So, she can follow suit and make a batch of short knives?
Nanfeng did what he said.
She chopped a tree branch, first split it into two pieces, but didn't immediately cut it into a knife shape, but tried the feel first.
With a "shoo", a "knife" flew out towards a yellow wild flower.
However, it is one finger wide.
Nanfeng knew it was a matter of weight and strength.The weight of wood and steel is different, and the strength of her current body is also inconsistent with the previous strength, so there is a deviation.
She chipped the wood into larger pieces so that it could compensate for the weight of the steel.
After trying a few more times, she finally shot the wild flower away with a single blow. Nan Feng couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in her heart, now she finally had a weapon.
Without further ado, she sharpened a few more identical ones, and sharpened the tips even more.
However, since it is made of wood, it cannot be called a knife. She thinks it should have a famous name.
It's a pity that the secret service school has always focused on the cultivation of body, intelligence, psychology and combat, and Chinese language has always been the weakest.
After thinking about it three times, Nanfeng decided to call this self-made weapon "Nanfeng Mother Arrow".
Yes, just this name, she thinks it is both loud and domineering.
I don't know if it was because of the special favor of the god of luck, Nanfeng's "mother arrow" was ready, and a colorful pheasant suddenly emerged from the bushes.
Nanfeng just raised his hand casually, and the "mother arrow" in his hand flew out suddenly, and the pointed end pierced the pheasant's neck.
The poor pheasant just sprang out, and before he realized what was going on, his neck crooked and fell down.
The corner of Nanfeng's mouth raised a smug smile, and she immediately ran over to pick up the pheasant.This pheasant is not very heavy, but it will be delicious when grilled.
The south wind wanted to go deep into the mountains, so he covered the pheasant with hay, made another mark, and walked into the deep mountains.
When she reached the mountainside, she had harvested two pheasants, one hare, and two civet cats.
Such a big harvest is really thanks to the "mother arrow" in his hand.
If it weren't for the hair and blood of animals on the tip of the arrow, Nan Feng really wanted to kiss this improvised weapon.
The sun was gradually sinking to the west, and Nanfeng counted her trophies in her heart. She felt that it was almost there. If there was nothing else to do, she would come back tomorrow.
Go back the same way, and pick up the hares and pheasants harvested along the way.
On the way back, she also encountered a large piece of wild shepherd's purse, she was overjoyed, first put the spoils into the burlap bag, and then squatted down to pick shepherd's purse.
Now there are meat dishes and vegetarian dishes!
Nanfeng was excitedly picking shepherd's purse when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
(End of this chapter)
When they were in the secret service school, the students not only had to master gun shooting, but also used some cold weapons, such as knives.
And Nanfeng happened to be proficient in throwing knives.
Although it is not as powerful as Xiao Li Feidao, as long as there is a knife in hand, Nanfeng can throw the knife within ten feet and hit the target directly.
However, in addition to a kitchen knife in her house, there is a hatchet.She had already brought the woodcutter up the mountain.
There is no bow and arrow, no throwing knife, only a spear, how to win in case of encountering a big prey?
It was almost noon, the sun was overhead, and at the hottest time of the day, the cicadas would cry out from time to time.
Nanfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down to rest under a crooked-neck tree, and put the spear in his hand at his feet.
And just when she saw the tip of the spear, she suddenly had an idea in her mind.
Brother Ye's spear is actually a hard wood with a sharpened top and a round shaft polished smooth, not an iron weapon for killing enemies in battle.
So, she can follow suit and make a batch of short knives?
Nanfeng did what he said.
She chopped a tree branch, first split it into two pieces, but didn't immediately cut it into a knife shape, but tried the feel first.
With a "shoo", a "knife" flew out towards a yellow wild flower.
However, it is one finger wide.
Nanfeng knew it was a matter of weight and strength.The weight of wood and steel is different, and the strength of her current body is also inconsistent with the previous strength, so there is a deviation.
She chipped the wood into larger pieces so that it could compensate for the weight of the steel.
After trying a few more times, she finally shot the wild flower away with a single blow. Nan Feng couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in her heart, now she finally had a weapon.
Without further ado, she sharpened a few more identical ones, and sharpened the tips even more.
However, since it is made of wood, it cannot be called a knife. She thinks it should have a famous name.
It's a pity that the secret service school has always focused on the cultivation of body, intelligence, psychology and combat, and Chinese language has always been the weakest.
After thinking about it three times, Nanfeng decided to call this self-made weapon "Nanfeng Mother Arrow".
Yes, just this name, she thinks it is both loud and domineering.
I don't know if it was because of the special favor of the god of luck, Nanfeng's "mother arrow" was ready, and a colorful pheasant suddenly emerged from the bushes.
Nanfeng just raised his hand casually, and the "mother arrow" in his hand flew out suddenly, and the pointed end pierced the pheasant's neck.
The poor pheasant just sprang out, and before he realized what was going on, his neck crooked and fell down.
The corner of Nanfeng's mouth raised a smug smile, and she immediately ran over to pick up the pheasant.This pheasant is not very heavy, but it will be delicious when grilled.
The south wind wanted to go deep into the mountains, so he covered the pheasant with hay, made another mark, and walked into the deep mountains.
When she reached the mountainside, she had harvested two pheasants, one hare, and two civet cats.
Such a big harvest is really thanks to the "mother arrow" in his hand.
If it weren't for the hair and blood of animals on the tip of the arrow, Nan Feng really wanted to kiss this improvised weapon.
The sun was gradually sinking to the west, and Nanfeng counted her trophies in her heart. She felt that it was almost there. If there was nothing else to do, she would come back tomorrow.
Go back the same way, and pick up the hares and pheasants harvested along the way.
On the way back, she also encountered a large piece of wild shepherd's purse, she was overjoyed, first put the spoils into the burlap bag, and then squatted down to pick shepherd's purse.
Now there are meat dishes and vegetarian dishes!
Nanfeng was excitedly picking shepherd's purse when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
(End of this chapter)
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