vstars Chapter 163 Copper Head, Iron Bones, Tofu Waist
Chapter 163 Copper Head, Iron Bones, Tofu Waist
Gunshots rang out again from a distance of three or four hundred meters.
Big Tiger, along with his little wolfhound Steel Cannon, Black Tiger, Flower Girl, and the wolf pack, bared their teeth and engaged in a fierce battle of biting, tearing, and grappling.
Fighting wolves is extremely dangerous for hunting dogs; a single misstep can result in a dog being bitten in the throat and drawing blood. Therefore, hunters would put sturdy collars around their dogs' necks to protect them from wolf bites and, in critical moments, save their lives.
Lu Zhiqiang tried to aim with his Type 54 pistol, but realized it wouldn't work. The hunting dog and the wolf were locked in a fierce battle, their bodies intertwined and rolling. What if he missed and instead crippled the hunting dog instead of hitting the wolf?
Just as he was feeling down, Li Ju'an, finding a free moment, grabbed the dagger from his waist and ran off towards the entangled Green Skin and Big Tiger.
Suddenly, the green-skinned man straightened up and pulled the big tiger up. The big tiger's front half stood upright, its eyes wide with rage. The green-skinned man bit its back, and no matter how it turned its head, it couldn't bite the green-skinned man.
Big Tiger winced in pain but remained silent, trying to roll over when he had a chance. However, the green-skinned beast had an extremely strong bite, determined to bite through his spine. At that moment, Li Ju'an stepped on the green-skinned beast's lower back and plunged his dagger into the beast's throat.
It's said that wolves have "a head of bronze, bones of iron, and a waist of tofu." This describes the characteristics of wolves, a conclusion drawn by hunters through their experience fighting them. It means that you shouldn't attack a wolf's head or leg bones, as these are extremely hard. A wolf's weak point is its waist.
Wolves have fewer bones in their waist area and possess the crucial digestive organ, the small intestine. To force a wolf to release its grip and escape, a fatal blow must be aimed at its waist.
Li Ju'an stepped on the wolf's hindquarters, and the wolf howled in pain and anger. As soon as the wolf opened its mouth, the tiger broke free. The tiger's back was bitten hard, leaving it bleeding profusely. The skin and flesh on its back were torn open, a bloody mess, and it howled in pain.
Seeing the tiger in pain on its back, he felt a surge of hatred for the wolf, his blood rushing to his head. He then stabbed the wolf twice in the throat with his dagger.
Two bloody gashes were slashed across the wolf's tender throat, and it was stabbed twice in the body. Blood gushed from the knife wounds.
The wolf began to slowly shake its head, making a final struggle. Its mouth opened and closed repeatedly, desperately trying to breathe, but soon it stopped breathing.
Lu Zhiqiang also felt sorry for the wolf, so he kicked it hard, sending it sprawling on its back. He was about to start disemboweling it when he said, "Big Tiger, watch out! We're here to avenge you. This beast bit you so hard, we'll give you a couple of good cuts too."
Just as he was about to make a move, Li Ju'an suddenly pointed at the wolf's neck and said, "Wait, isn't there a wire noose around its neck?"
"what?"
Lu Zhiqiang finally realized what was happening and turned to stare at the neck of the big green shrew.
This wolves were huge, unlike those skinny wolves. This one, when turned sideways, was about as tall as a woman from Northeast China in the village. It was so big and strong that it was impossible to drag. When Li Ju'an sheathed his knife, he used the tip to poke deep into the wound on the wolves' neck and saw a steel wire rope, about the thickness of a finger, wrapped around its neck.
The two men stared at the strange steel cable, finding it odd, and pondered, saying, "This steel cable is a snare; it must be a wild wolf that was caught, and it must be a few years old."
"That's right, this thing digs into your flesh, it hurts a lot, no wonder it's so unruly."
Over the years, the steel cable had become deeply embedded in the flesh. It was clear that this wolf had been caught in a snare when it was a cub, brought to the vicinity of a ditch, but managed to break free and escape. The cable had dug deep into its flesh, causing immense pain and fueling its rage and growing hatred.
The wolf was in so much pain that it tried desperately to break free of the steel cable, but its claws tore at the cable until it bled profusely, and it could only give up and stop trying to grow fat, waiting for its wounds to heal. Only when new flesh grew and wrapped around the steel cable did the wolf feel extremely uncomfortable, and it continued to attack the area near the ditches and ponds, abducting domesticated wolf cubs and wolfhounds, and even leading its pack to attack people.
Li Ju'an and Lu Zhiqiang exchanged a glance and then slapped their thighs: "It's really possible! Otherwise, how could they say that the old farm manager, Hu, dared to tame wild wolves? If a wild wolf climbs over the hill and sneaks in, it can lead the tamed wolves to commit crimes as well."
Workers at farms know that the most unwelcome situation for domestic pigs is when male wild boars mix into the pens of female domestic pigs.
The male wild boar was incredibly enthusiastic when it entered the sow pen, immediately forming a harem. At first, the farm workers were happy, thinking they'd gotten a wild boar for free, and the sows would even mate willingly, saving them a lot of work.
As a result, the wild boar broke through the pigpen and led the sow up the mountain. After the sow was caught by the ranch workers, her offspring were mixed with wild boars and grew up to be unruly. The pigpen couldn't contain the mixed wild boar piglets, and before they were even adults, they were determined to rush up the mountain.
Raising wolves is the same as raising pigs. If adult wild wolves get mixed in and lead the entire domesticated wolf pack away, that would be terrible.
The gunfire gradually stopped two or three hundred meters away.
The falcons circling overhead stopped swooping down, and without the alpha wolf to lead them, the wolf pack scattered in a few leaps into the woods and disappeared.
Zhao Pao from Yingtun, carrying a gun, led the falconers and hunters over quickly.
The cotton wadding on their bodies had been torn out and stained with blood, leaving mottled patches that showed they had just gone through a fierce battle.
Besides the stench of blood, the snowfield was littered with the scattered carcasses of wolves, bullets piercing their bodies—either through the head or the heart. Several wolves, wounded in their limbs and hind legs, were still struggling and limping when Zhao Pao, with his gun at his side, pulled the trigger and decisively killed them with a single shot.
boom!
The last gunshots in the woods faded away, and the birds had long since fallen silent.
Zhao Pao was panting heavily, the cotton wadding on his body stained with blood, and his eyes were fixed on Li Ju'an.
Li Ju'an, leading his hunting dogs, casually greeted them: "Hey Zhao Pao, where are you going? With a gun and an eagle on your back."
Lu Zhiqiang wanted to say a few polite words, but before he could open his mouth, Old Zhou from Yingtun retorted, "Didn't someone go into the mountains to show off a couple of days ago and get scratched by the tiger king? We need to rescue him, change his bandages, and give him an injection."
"You didn't manage to kill Tiger King, but you attracted the wolves. You two little brats, barely out of their teens, are trying to use guns like adults. The wolves will keep you alive if they don't take you out."
When Lu Zhiqiang got angry, he pointed at his mouth and shouted, "Damn it, your tone is so foul, it's nauseating. Who eats garlic cloves this early in the morning?"
Li Ju'an stopped him and said, "These wolves are kept by someone. Let's pack up our things first and get a few more sleds to haul them back. As we just said, those deer also need to be hauled back by someone."
He was worried about not having any strong men to haul venison, and now this laborer has arrived!
Old Zhou, a hunter from Yingtun, stared at the seven or eight red deer on the ground. Some had been gnawed open by wolves, their internal organs and intestines dragged out and chewed. There was one male deer and two female deer that were still intact, but he guessed that the meat was too tough for the wolves to bite.
Old Zhou asked in surprise, "So many deer, did you hunt them all?"