I couldn't stand the constant urging of this queen ant who was the same age as me - she kept stinging my stomach gently. I got up and got ready to go hunting.
She always likes to go hunting with me, and I know this is because I am the best hunter, at least better than her. And following me, she ate delicious aphids. Not only did I remember this deeply, but so did she. So, she likes to be with me.
But I won't refuse her. She is the queen of ants and is born with a high status. The ant eggs in her belly are also very important. I have this consciousness. For the sake of the tribe, I have to feed her as much as possible.
Our tribe's lair is located under a thick bush of wild grass, hidden in the shadows. It is a rare place of shade in this desolate hilly area.
There is a high pile of earth at the entrance of the nest.
When I jumped from the dry grass branch, I happened to fall on the pile of sealing soil, making a hole in the soft sealing soil.
The queen ant didn't dare to jump down after me. Although she bounced well, her obviously bloated abdomen hindered her movement.
I waited for her to slowly climb down from the grass, and then we walked together to the bottom of the hill.
The further you go towards the hills, the less vegetation there is and the less prey there are, while the valleys at the bottom of the hills have a lot of delicious prey.
However, the valley belongs to another tribe. Our tribe easily snatched the barren hills from this tribe, but they will never give up this rich valley.
With the queen ant, I didn't plan to venture into the valley. Many suitable prey could be found in the vegetation at the foot of the hills.
After twisting and turning over scattered stones, dead branches and grass, we approached the hunting ground little by little.
The vegetation in front of me finally became dense.
At the top of the hills, where the tribe's nest is located, there are only exposed stones everywhere, with sporadic weeds growing among them, and there are very few plants. But here at the foot of the mountain, shrubs and weeds have become lush and green.
Although there are no tall trees, many prey prefer to move in shrubs and grass.
Hunting is not difficult for my fellow ants. The oldest queen ant told us that God gave us strong bounces, sharp stingers and sharp upper jaws, and also gave us all the prey in the world to our group of heroic hunters. .
But how to find prey is a science. The reason why I am better than other hunters is because I am good at finding prey.
The queen ant followed me closely. Although she was nobler than me, she always followed me unconditionally when hunting and seemed very trusting.
I took her and climbed to the top of a dry shrub. This dead branch was as high as a hundred soldiers connected end to end, and there were no leaves to block the view.
At the top of the tree, I looked around for signs of prey.
This is my secret to hunting. Stand high and see far. Although it is simple, it is practical.
I've fought both aliens and fallen ones, and they're pretty much blind. But I am different, and so are my compatriots. We can clearly see the cracks on the prey's tentacles within a distance of fifty warriors connected end to end, and we can also see the outline of the moving prey at a much farther distance.
Although the eyesight is very good, it is not easy to find prey.
I slowly turned my huge compound eyes around, not missing a single trace.
Soil, gravel, rocks, grass blades, branches, stems, fallen leaves, mushrooms, humus. These still life objects disappeared from my eyes, and only objects with movement remained in my eyes.
There were slight fluctuations on the left front. After staring for a while, I determined that they were dry fibers stirred by the wind.
A large blade of grass was turning in front of me. It was also caused by the wind, which greatly disturbed me.
Looking far into the distance, I saw no trace of any prey. This is normal, most prey animals have protective coloration and it is difficult to distinguish them from too far away. I can only tell them when they are moving. And if they're just stopping to eat, they're hard to find.
But I still gained something. Some distance ahead and to the right, a blade of grass swung abnormally twice.
It was not a swing caused by the wind, but a tremor caused by something falling on it. I felt that there might be prey on that blade of grass. Although my line of sight was blocked, I could not mistake the vibration.
I moved directly towards the blade of grass without any need for greeting, and the queen followed closely behind me.
Soon I came to the blades of grass and stopped, not getting closer. This is a safe distance. Most prey cannot see my presence at this distance, but I can see them!
The queen ant also stopped. When hunting, there is always a tacit understanding between our kind.
I moved around to the left and the queen to the right. We are moving in order to find traces of the hidden prey.
After walking a few steps, I didn't find the target, but I stopped because I saw the queen ant swinging her abdomen rhythmically.
Her bloated belly was pouted high and swaying from side to side. I know she found her prey.
I ran over quickly and reached her side. Following the direction of her head, I saw the prey.
It was a plump German cockroach, about the same size as me, round and flat, with a yellowish-brown carapace. It is on the back of the leaf, reaching its head to eat the grass seeds next to it.
No wonder I couldn't see it before, its body was hidden behind the leaves.
In fact, I don't like this prey. Its meat is not delicious and it has an unpleasant smell. On the contrary, their egg pods are more delicious. When bitten open, there is a white pulp rich in nutrients.
But the queen was obviously hungry, and she was very interested in the protein-rich food in front of her. Her belly twisted faster and faster, a signal to prepare for an attack.
I had no choice but to keep up, surpass the queen and crawl to the front, ready to hunt.
I have confidence in myself, but not in the queen. Her abdomen, which is even more bloated than before, hinders her movements. If she were to attack first, the prey would probably escape.
I quietly moved to the side and rear of the German cockroach, and using the cover of grass blades, I approached it little by little, quickly and lightly.
Only when the prey turns around will I stop and quickly hide. The other party is also very keen. I can't be careless. The slightest movement will scare this guy away. Its speed is also very fast.
The queen ant followed me step by step, and I was almost at the attack position!
But just when I was about to leap high and launch a fatal blow to the prey, I stopped.
My intuition told me to stop. This intuition had saved me countless times. I don’t know why, but I stopped. The queen ant also stopped moving and looked at me doubtfully.
I shook my head and turned around, looking for something...
