Wang San's gunner was holding a hunting rifle, and Xiao Li, a sharpshooter, also held the gun, but his arms were trembling as if he was crazy. I really don't know if he was a sharpshooter or nickname.

When he was shooting, his marksmanship was indeed good, but when facing more than a dozen pairs of green and glittering eyes, he could not find the sight immediately. It would be good to be able to hold the gun.

Because just over ten meters behind them, you could see flashing black shadows, and even the white teeth reflected the moonlight, which could be seen clearly. It seemed that the wild wolves could pounce on them at any time, which was so terrible.

The fat man held a red tassel gun in his hand, his feet were steady and his hands were more stable. With his current strength and speed, he was not afraid of the evil wolf.

The group was slowly retreating, and there was a small forest not far behind him. It was safe to climb onto the trees. If they were surrounded by wolves in the dark night, they would be dead.

"Don't run around, don't leave the team!" Wang Sanpao turned around and shouted. Director Zou, who was bare-handed and fist in front, ran too fast and was already alone. Seeing this, the fat man ran tightly and took a few steps to catch up.

This is very dangerous, especially when facing wolves, among the predators, wolves are one of the very few animals that know how to use tactics.

Director Zou stopped and waited for the people behind to catch up. At this time, a black shadow jumped high in the grass beside him, and a big werewolf rushed over. The wolf's mouth was squirting fishy smell, as fast as lightning, and gave a fatal kiss to Director Zou's neck.

It is clean, without fancy, without howling, without pretending, and a seemingly ordinary bite, but it is an instinct formed in hundreds of actual combat, which is enough to be fatal.

Director Zou was holding a long anesthesia gun in his hand, but he had no idea to block it. He just watched the wolf's mouth get closer and closer to him, and could already see the wolf's teeth as sharp as nails.

I was so scared that Director Zou was in this state now.

Bang, a long pole hit the wolf's head heavily, and the big wolf whined twice, rolled to the ground, and then disappeared into the grass. It was as sudden as when it appeared. It missed a single blow and immediately retreated, like a killer in the dark night.

"What a hard head." The fat man took back the red tassel spear and couldn't help but mutter. He arrived just now in time and swung the gun to smash the wild wolf away. He thought that with his own strength, he would have to knock the wild wolf unconscious, but unexpectedly he just beat it up.

You know, since the last time the Red Tassel Gun assassinated Hei Xiazi, the fat man replaced the gun rod with an iron pipe and welded it to the gun head, which was considered an iron gun at least.

"There are copper heads, iron feet, tofu waists, and you need to find the right place to fight wolves." Wang Sanpao also caught up: "These guys know that we have guns, so they dare not rush hard. Everyone is careful and cannot leave the team."

Director Zou's face turned pale under the moonlight. In just a short moment, he asked him to walk on the verge of life and death. Now, he truly realized the danger of the mountains.

After a strong stimulation, he was no longer afraid. He held the gun tightly in his hand and retreated with everyone in a quiet voice.

The wolves followed slowly, with green light spots flashing. These wild wolves already knew the power of hunting rifles during their long-term contact with people, so if they were not forced into a hurry, they would rarely attack humans.

However, the big wolf-skinned mattress became the fuse that aroused their anger. The wolf packs were able to roam the mountains and forests by unity and cooperation, so they valued the life and death of similar people the most, rather than being as indifferent as some animals.

At this moment, they seemed not ready to launch an attack, but were playing a chase game. Even their prey approached the oak forest and began to climb up the trees, without any concern.

Seeing the three comrades from the zoo climbing onto the tree, Wang Sanpao also chose an old oak tree and then set up a hunting rifle: "Fat man, come up."

The fat man looked clumsy, but in fact he was more flexible than anyone present. He climbed up a big tree branch in a few strokes, rode on it, hugged the tree trunk and trembled for a while, feeling that he could withstand it, and then he let out a sigh: "It's safe for the time being."

"Don't be too happy too early. Wild wolves are the most patient guys. What if they wander down there for two or three days?" Wang Sanpao picked up his small cigarette puff, his red fire head flashing, which was particularly eye-catching in the night sky.

The fat man also thought about the seriousness of this problem: the temperature is so low that if he has no food in his stomach, he will probably not be able to survive for a day. No wonder the wolf pack is not in a hurry at all, and he probably wants to sleep us to death.

"Uncle San, why did you lead us to climb trees?" The fat man also lit a cigarette and vomited a big mouthful of depression.

"There is even more dangerous below, it's dark. If the wolves had fought hard just now, we might have been torn to pieces now. You kid will just have fun."

Not only the fat man, but even the three people on the other tree were scared: although they had guns, at most several could be killed. If the wolves were close to each other, the consequences could be imagined.

The fat man's eyes rolled a few times and felt at ease: Wang Sanpao must have a way, otherwise he could still smoke his pipe leisurely.

The unbearable night finally passed, and the sky in the east gradually began to brighten. Suddenly, a long wolf howl sounded, and then it was heard around one after another, making a sound.

"No wonder the ghost crying and wolf howls are the most ugly. I haven't heard of ghost crying and I have seen the wolf howls today." The fat man couldn't help but mutter. The wolf howls kept trembling to the depths of people's hearts, which could arouse the most primitive fear. It is indeed amazing.

"The wolves are retreating!" The sharpshooter cheers came from another tree. Last night, Wang Sanpao did not shoot, and he did not dare to fire. Although he felt a little cowardly, he finally got rid of the wolves' entanglement.

"Don't be too happy too early. At least three wolves are in the woods. The others can definitely arrive within a minute. We have to stay honestly." Wang Sanpao's words were like big sticks, and immediately knocked out the joy of the sharpshooter.

He turned around the hunting rifle in his hand and said fiercely: "When it's dawn, I'll kill all these beasts."

Wang Sanpao was too lazy to talk to him again: If you can catch the wolf shadow, even if you have the ability.

After the sun shone into the woods, the sharpshooter held a hunting rifle and patrolled the trees for a while, but no trace of the wild wolf was found. He couldn't help but doubt Wang Sanpao's words: "It seems that there is no movement. I guess they all retreated as soon as dawn, so let's retreat too."

"If you don't believe it, go down and try it. Remember, don't beat the wolf to death. If we make enemies, we will have to fight to the death with the wolf pack." Wang Sanpao decided to speak with facts.

The sharpshooter hesitated for a long time, finally bit his teeth, carried the hunting rifle behind him, and slipped down the tree trunk.

Just now, three blue-gray wild wolves appeared like ghosts. Xiao Li and his team also had wolves in the zoo, but they were thin and small, not as good as big dogs. They hung their tails all day long and circled around the cage.

But the few in front of me are very different: they are strong in shape and shiny in hair, especially their eyes, fierce and alert, showing their true nature of beasts.
Chapter completed!