Enter the hunting ground again - my hunting experience in Germany I decided to go into the hunting ground again The hunter treated me with the wild boar meat that I hunted by hand, and the sense of identity rose to meet the sunset, and marched to the hunting ground to arrive at the hunting ground, each of whom first came to a bottle of "hunter's wine" to board the hunting house and wait for the arrival of the prey in the heat and cold, it was really a kind of torment that broke the silence The gunshot finally came and Manfred opened fire again! Unwillingly, let the hounds come to reinforce and search for no results, we collected troops back to the camp to hunt and enjoy the thrilling process, the result is not important

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