[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw":3,"chapter-reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn in 1981: Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1933925,2572,"Chapter 44","reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle has a very long body; it is the standard-issue firearm Li Long has used the most across his two lifetimes combined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, the recoil is definitely greater than that of the Type 95 or the 03, but it is not as extreme as some people in online novels claim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long remembers his first time participating in live-fire militia training. Following the requirements of the militia company commander at the time, Xu Chengjun, he pressed the butt of the rifle firmly into his shoulder pocket. When he pulled the trigger, his shoulder felt like it had been struck, but that was all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After firing five rounds, his shoulder wasn't even red. He fired another five, and it felt just about the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for those people on the internet saying the Type 56's recoil is massive and that their shoulders hurt unbearably after shooting, there are only two possibilities: either they didn't press the rifle firmly against their shoulder as required, causing the recoil to slam into them and naturally hurt, or they are just bragging and have never actually fired one, spreading hearsay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Type 56 clearly looks like it has been used often. He supported the handguard under the barrel with one hand and gripped the handguard diagonally below the trigger with the other. He tilted his head to test it and felt very comfortable. This rifle must be used regularly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Li Long's practiced movements, Halimu and Yushanjiang both felt relieved. If he were a complete novice, that would be that. Although Halimu had asked Li Long earlier, only now was it truly confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long brought nineteen rounds of ammunition this time. He gave two rounds to each of the two children and kept the remaining fifteen. He hesitated for a moment but didn't take them out, thinking that after hunting the wild boar tomorrow morning, he would leave whatever was left to Yushanjiang as a reward for borrowing the rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For these herdsmen who own rifles, ammunition is the scarcest resource.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, rifles were likely issued to them primarily due to the international environment at the time, and later to protect their livestock and property. After the Reform and Opening-up, these policies were gradually phased out. Later on, their rifles were gradually confiscated, and the national gun control policy began to be implemented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This current period is when gun usage is most widespread and when it is easiest for ordinary people to come into contact with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halimu chatted with Yushanjiang for a while longer before taking Li Long and leaving Yushanjiang's home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way, Halimu told Li Long that Yushanjiang said this rifle had been zeroed by someone before, so it hits exactly where it aims, unlike his own rifle, which hadn't been zeroed and he didn't really know how to adjust it, so he had to aim a bit lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long understood. When he carried the rifle on his back, he was careful not to let it bump the front sight or the rear sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at Halimu's home, Li Long hung up the rifle, put away the jade, and then followed Halimu to feed the sheep. The two of them even made a special trip to the place where the wild boars had come down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The location was to the east of Halimu's winter camp; you just had to cross a mountain ridge to get there. Li Long could see large patches of snow on the hillside pushed aside, with the tracks of the wild boars covering an area of more than half a football field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We'll set our ambush there.\" Halimu pointed to a pine forest on the ridge. \"That's downwind. Wild boars have a very keen sense of smell; if we change locations, they'll smell us and won't come. The pine forest there is very dense, and they can't charge up through it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long had heard of how dangerous wild boars were, but to be honest, having lived two lifetimes, this was his first time hunting one, and he was somewhat excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking the place and confirming the ambush spot, the two of them walked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, Li Long and Halimu's family squeezed onto the wooden kang, and he didn't fall asleep until very late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, it felt like he hadn't slept long before he was woken up by Halimu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long climbed up, saw that the others were still sleeping, and quietly put on his outer coat. He took the fur coat and the rifle Halimu handed him, and the two of them walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still very dark outside. Halimu said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Load the bullets first, but don't disengage the safety—avoid accidental discharge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long naturally knew these common-sense rules. He loaded the ten rounds he had brought, one by one—theoretically, one more round could be loaded into the chamber, but Li Long didn't do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He estimated that it would be very difficult for him to fire all ten rounds. After all, those wild boars were very spirited and alert; as soon as the first shot rang out, they would bolt, and he might only have one or two chances to shoot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After preparing the rifles, the two of them wrapped themselves in their fur coats and hurried to the place they had decided on yesterday. Li Long estimated it was at most five o'clock; for this place in Northern Xinjiang, which has a two-hour time difference from the interior, it was really too early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his sleepiness was washed away by the cold air, and combined with the excitement of hunting, it was long gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fur coat was very crude, made directly from sheepskin and cloth. The sheepskin wasn't tanned well and was still a bit stiff. Li Long suspected it was the herdsmen's own handiwork—just taking a whole sheepskin, simply tanning it, cutting it into the shape of a coat, and sewing it together with cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was ugly, but it was truly warm. Once wrapped tight, not a bit of wind could get in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them walked for half an hour until they reached the pine forest, where each found a suitable spot to lie down and prepare their shooting rests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long followed Halimu's example, patting the snow in front of him until it was firm, leaving a groove in the middle. Then he unrolled his fur coat, spread it on the snow, and lay down, adjusting his position whenever he felt something wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the long wait. Because the fur coat was under him, Li Long didn't dare to roll up the sides of the coat to wrap himself in it, so he could fire at any time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So his back was very cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lying there for a while, Li Long felt like he was about to freeze stiff. He moved around a bit while lying on the ground and turned his head to look at Halimu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Halimu was motionless, but he had the fur coat wrapped around his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long cursed himself for being stupid. Since he was downwind, even if he wrapped himself up, he could just slowly loosen it when the wild boars appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blamed himself for being too nervous. Looking at Halimu, who was clearly an old hand, he realized he hadn't been that clever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly pulled up the sides of the fur coat to cover his back, and after a while, he felt a bit warmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know how long he had waited; it felt like the sky had darkened for a moment and then brightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long's eyes had already adapted to the darkness. More than once, he had aimed through the rear and front sights at the area where the wild boars had been rooting, imagining using the sight to frame the head or chest of a wild boar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also knew that when hunting wild boars, you shouldn't pick one that's too big, and it's best not to pick a male boar—if it hasn't been castrated, the meat is very gamey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's best to hit a female boar that's one or two years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it depends on luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, there was movement on the opposite hillside. In the silent night, the sounds of wild boars grunting, breathing, and running could be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a \"thundering\" large group of \"troops\" charged down from the opposite side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Long was startled. He had thought it would be a wild boar family, maybe six or seven, but he didn't expect over a dozen to come!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest one looked to be at least two or three hundred kilograms—a male boar with tusks already grown out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more than half as big again as a domestic pig!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the wild boars charging down were black-spotted, of all sizes. The largest was that male boar. The rest included five or six that were about the size of a grown domestic pig, a little over a hundred kilograms, and seven or eight smaller ones, weighing about fifty, sixty, or seventy kilograms, which were likely born that year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male boar ran the slowest. While the other wild boars had already charged down the hillside and started rooting in the grass, it was still on the ridge, cautiously sniffing here and there with its nose raised. Only after finding no danger did it slowly charge down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the fur coat on Li Long's back was already open. He flexed his somewhat stiff fingers, and the ring of his rifle's front sight was already framing a female wild boar weighing over sixty kilograms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't ask for a big one; he just wanted a clean kill!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1629,"2026-06-14T06:06:39.549Z",1,"Qwen3.5 122B","5fd485c098fb053822910d8df7589f7aacf838215129ebbe87d42d1b710d5ad0","reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-chapter-45","reborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-chapter-43",180,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-1981-fishing-and-hunting-in-the-northw-cover.jpg"]