American Landowners: Starting with Hunting in Alaska

As night faded, the first rays of light pierced through the orange tent fabric, casting blurry shadows in the cramped space.

Suwei opened his eyes. The tent was filled with cold air, and even the white mist from his breath was clearly visible.

Beside his sleeping bag, Marshmallow curled up into a thick white ball close to his head, breathing evenly, fast asleep.

He didn't get up immediately, but lay quietly, listening to the sounds outside the tent.

The wind was light and there was no snow, which meant today would be a good day for activities.

Today's goal is to unlock the hunting module.

This idea works better than any alarm clock.

Suwei endured the cold and sat up, very gently unzipping his sleeping bag.

He glanced at the cotton candy; the little guy's ears twitched, but he didn't wake up.

He first peeked out and opened a small gap in the tent.

hiss……

A blast of cold air rushed in, instantly sobering him up.

Outside, the sky was bright, and the snow reflected the dazzling light, making the boundless white forest appear both solemn and dangerous in the morning light.

He pulled back, quickly put on his heavy winter clothes and boots, and then fully opened the tent flap.

Awakened by the light and cold air, Marshmallow yawned, stood up from beside her sleeping bag, and shook her fluffy fur.

When it saw Suwei, it instinctively tried to come over and act cute.

But seeing Suwei's serious preparations, it quietly and obediently squatted to the side, its blue eyes observing curiously.

Suwei picked it up, rubbed it vigorously, and warmed his hands with it.

Marshmallow squinted her eyes and made a comfortable humming sound.

After a short while, Su Wei put it down.

Then, I continued with the steps I took last night to make the meat paste.

He turned on the gas stove to heat it up and carried out the steps for making the meat paste one by one.

Finally, he put the lid on the pot and waited for it to finish simmering.

While waiting, Su Wei removed the magazine from his Browning rifle and checked again that it contained Hornady shotgun shells.

The cold, metallic touch made him feel much more at ease.

The meat paste cooked quickly, and Su Wei ate it all in a hurry, replenishing the calories his body desperately needed.

He also left a portion of the cotton candy, which he left on the ground to dry.

"Eat."

Only after being given permission did the marshmallow take small steps forward and quickly lick it.

Su Wei looked at it, knowing full well that the little fox's hearing and sense of smell would be a crucial asset in today's operation.

He left his large backpack and Devil's Claw pack in the tent, carrying only a light assault pack containing water, a first-aid kit, ammunition, and some high-calorie jerky.

Tents serve as temporary shelters.

Using this place as the center, exploring in all directions can improve efficiency and save the physical exertion of carrying heavy loads.

"Let's go, Cotton Candy." Su Wei slung the rifle across his chest and said in a low voice.

After finishing the last bite, the little fox immediately followed him, staying close at his feet, much more obedient than yesterday.

Suwei strode into the silent snow forest.

Instead of choosing a fixed direction, he activated the collection module and followed the occasional light spots that appeared on the module.

The 30-meter scanning range of the LV2 data acquisition module meant that he was no longer wandering aimlessly through the forest.

"Beep, bearberry, a low-value edible berry, has been found. Harvesting it will grant 1 experience point."

Beneath a clump of shrubs bent low by the weight of snow, Suwei saw clusters of red berries.

He stopped and picked a few.

These berries have a sour and astringent taste, but they are a good source of vitamins.

He popped the berry into his mouth and grimaced at its sourness.

[Gathering Module Experience +1.]

【Collection Module LV2 (108/300)】

Even the smallest mosquito leg is still meat.

Su Wei did not show any disgust and continued forward.

The marshmallow followed behind him, sniffing the snow from time to time.

Its senses are more sensitive than the system modules, especially in finding living things.

The two walked through the woods for more than an hour, one in front of the other.

Suwei collected some more plants of low value, and his experience in the gathering module slowly increased by 15 points.

His patience remained undiminished.

In wilderness survival, patience is very important.

Suddenly, the cotton candy walking in front stopped.

It was half-bent over, its airplane ears were pressed low, and a suppressed whimpering sound came from its throat.

Its snow-white fur made it almost invisible in the snow, except for its pair of blue eyes, which were fixed on a spruce forest about fifty meters ahead.

Suwei's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately knelt on one knee, lowering his body to its lowest possible position.

At the same time, reach out and gently press on the marshmallow's back to signal it not to move.

He trusted the little fox's intuition.

This reaction is definitely not because they saw a snow hare or a squirrel.

He followed the gaze of the cotton candy.

The spruce trees there were very dense, with branches layered upon each other, making the light somewhat dim.

At first, he saw nothing.

He slowly removed the Browning rifle from his chest and disengaged the safety.

Just then, a shadowy figure in the woods moved.

That's not a shadow.

That was a deer.

A black-tailed deer with grayish-brown fur and a black tail tip.

It was lowering its head, digging through the shallow snow with its hooves, and nibbling at the moss underneath.

Judging from its size, it should be an adult female deer that is alone.

Suwei's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Target!

This is the goal he has been searching for!

The key to unlocking the Hunting Module!

The enormous debt of $160,000, the bank manager's cold demands, and all plans for the future—at this moment, everything was focused on that deer.

His blood began to rush, a surge of heat coursing through his body, a mixture of tension, excitement, and a primal urge.

But his hand holding the gun remained as steady as a rock.

He carefully observed his surroundings and confirmed that the deer was indeed alone, with no wary companions nearby, and no lurking brown bears.

well.

He gestured to the cotton candy next to him to lower his body and be quiet.

The little fox was very perceptive; it immediately lay down in the snow, motionless, and watched him nervously with its eyes.

Suwei began his first real infiltration.

Fifty meters is not a shooting distance with too many obstructions in the forest, making it not a reliable shooting range.

He needs to get closer.

He recalled the hunting documentaries he had watched, lowered his center of gravity to the lowest point, almost crawling on the snow, using every tree and every rock as cover, and moved forward little by little.

The snow was soft and made very little noise, but in his ears, the sound of himself rubbing against the snow was amplified countless times.

ten meters.

Twenty meters.

As they got closer to the deer, Suwei could even see the subtle movements of it twitching its ears to shoo away the snowflakes falling on it.

Black-tailed deer are very sensitive to danger; a gust of wind or a strange noise can make them disappear into the forest in an instant.

Suwei stopped behind a large spruce tree, about thirty meters from his target.

We can't get any closer.

This is a good shooting distance.

He slowly leaned against the tree trunk, using it for stability, and slowly raised the Browning rifle in his hand.

The cold butt of the gun pressed against his shoulder, and he pressed his cheek against it.

He used a scope to spot the black-tailed deer that was still engrossed in eating.

The world in the mirror is brought closer, and every single hair on the deer's body is clearly visible.

The crosshair moved slowly across the deer's body, finally settling steadily behind its shoulder blade, where its heart was.

right here.

A single, fatal blow, giving it no chance to suffer or struggle.

This is a sign of respect for the prey, and also an efficient hunting method.

Suwei's mind went blank.

There is no system, no modules, only muscle memory practiced countless times in memory, and instinct in this moment.

He slowly exhaled half the air from his lungs, then held his breath.

The whole world disappeared.

The sound of the wind, the silence of the forest, the cotton candy beside me, the debts in the distance... everything is gone.

In his world, all that remained were the crosshairs in the scope and the patch of grayish-brown fur beneath them.

His right index finger rested lightly on the cold trigger.

He began to apply pressure.

a little.

One more thing.