vstars Chapter 156 Fierce Battle with the Giant Claws, Straight to the Head!
Chapter 156 Fierce Battle with the Giant Claws, Straight to the Head!
Li Ju'an was crouching behind cover, covering Song Desheng's trembling mouth with his hand, afraid that he would make a sound and disturb the fight between the Siberian tiger and the wolf pack.
The Siberian tiger is a formidable fighter; even wounded, its paws still wield considerable power. The wolf pack is large, and while the alpha wolf and several strong males have fallen seriously injured, the black wolf remains a formidable opponent. Now is not the right time to act; we must wait for the Siberian tiger and the wolf pack to fight to the death.
Song Desheng suddenly glanced at him sideways, gave him a wink, and pointed at the snow.
Li Ju'an was wondering what the boy was going to say. He looked down and realized that the hunting dog was gone.
If it were just Slippery Hammer who went missing, that wouldn't be surprising, but Big Tiger, Black Tiger, Flower Girl, and Steel Cannon also disappeared. Did the entire pack of hunting dogs take advantage of the dark night to quietly detour and follow their trail?
He broke out in a cold sweat, inwardly cursing Da Hu for his arrogance.
For ordinary prey, it's normal for hunting dogs to track the animal. Once they find the prey's den, they bark to signal for the hunter to come and shoot. Hunting dogs are good at dog packs and are effective against wild boars, but the opponent is a Siberian tiger! And not just one Siberian tiger.
Song Desheng winked at him, indicating that he shouldn't worry. Da Hu had his own ideas, and who knows, he might just sneak into the wolf pack.
Li Ju'an laughed at him for his delusions, and silently returned the glance with a smirk.
What a bunch of wolves! Even if it's a mixed-breed wolfhound like Little Cannon, it's still no match for shrews. When a shrew sees a hunting dog, it's its mortal enemy, and it wants to tear it apart alive, showing no mercy.
Suddenly, snow appeared on the western ridge, and the swirling dust and snow made it easy to spot a beast rushing down at high speed.
A group of beasts are speeding up to drive away the large prey ahead.
Song Desheng stared in astonishment, his mouth agape.
Li Ju'an quickly covered his mouth, his eyes widening in shock as well. Holy crap! The hunting dog running most energetically on the ridge was none other than the slippery Hammer!
The prey ahead was a sub-adult Siberian tiger. The dogs, surprisingly, followed the lead dog and tracked down the tiger cubs hiding behind a hill. They then attempted to surround the tiger and trap it in its den.
Song Desheng gave a thumbs up, his eyes full of admiration: "Brother Li, your dogs are really something."
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At this time, about 180 meters east of the dugout, behind a ditch, there was a patch of weeds about half a person tall.
Lu Zhiqiang's cotton-padded coat was gone. He was shivering and hiding behind the weeds with Lao Qian and Xiao Shi, who could clearly see the cover of Li Ju'an and the other man outside.
Several people had already seen Li Ju'an and Song Desheng searching for people in this area, but they were helpless because they saw a pack of wolves in the woods to the west and a large clawed wolf with its cubs to the east. They dared not say a word and could only worry anxiously.
When Lu Zhiqiang saw Li Ju'an enter the dugout, he was so anxious that he raised his gun to warn him, but was stopped by Old Qian from the security department, who said, "Young man, what are you doing!"
"What am I going to do? I'm going to save people."
"You think you can save people? How are you going to do it? There are so many wolves around. It's another question whether you can even keep your hand steady when you see a wolf. That one is the Tiger King, and this one is a green dog. If your hand shakes and trembles, and you hit its torso, you won't be able to kill it with one shot. Whether it's a wolf or the Tiger King, they will attack you, and you'll be in trouble."
Even for the most experienced hunters in the forest, hunting such a large wolf pack is a pipe dream. It's incredibly difficult to predict where wolves will land. When a wolf pounces, you might think you're ahead, but it will suddenly stop and dart in the opposite direction. One miscalculation, and you're hit on the wolf's limbs or rump—that's it. Wolves will fight back desperately.
To kill a wolf with a single shot, you have to aim for its vital points—the head and the heart—without letting your hand tremble. It tests not only the hunter's skill but also their composure.
Lu Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, then chickened out. He could only tremble and squeeze into the weeds with a few hunters, aiming his gun at the direction of the dugout, to provide cover for Li Ju'an and his companion.
The green-skinned man and the Siberian tiger soon came face to face.
The alpha wolf had its neck snapped by the tiger king, the big green-skinned wolf had its belly torn open by the tiger king, and other wolves had wounds on their backs. The green-skinned wolf lay sprawled on the snow. The fierce battle between tigers and wolves had come to an end, leaving only a male wolf with disheveled fur, a bright scar at the corner of its eye, its four paws planted on the ground, its tail drooping, its head raised, baring its mouth and howling loudly.
The mournful howl of the wolf carried for miles, its high pitch sending chills down one's spine and raising goosebumps.
Old Qian from the security department said, "Oh no, more wolves might come over later."
Some of the old hunters in the mountains have special skills with their mouths. For example, Old Qin, the "King of Traps" in Changbai Mountain, can howl like a wolf, and his voice is incredibly realistic. Old Qian used to learn the sound of a roe deer, and it sounded just like a real one. He could use the sound of a roe deer to lure them into his traps. Zhao Pao from Yingtun can call all kinds of birds and eagles, almost like a vocal imitation.
As soon as Old Qian heard the wolf howls, he understood. The wolf pack wasn't just these few shrews; a large force would be arriving soon.
We need to get out of here quickly.
Lu Zhiqiang was also anxious: "What is Li Ju'an still hiding for? Let's get out of here!"
The fight between the tigers and wolves was almost over. The last one, with its tangled fur and green hide, howled and then retreated, disappearing into the woods in a few quick movements.
The Siberian tiger was also injured, panting heavily, and limping as it tried to hide in its cave to lick its wounds.
Behind the cover a hundred or so meters ahead, Li Ju'an seized the opportunity, rolled to the right edge of a snowdrift more than three meters deep, set up his gun, aimed at the Siberian tiger 200 meters away, aimed slightly in front of its ear, and anticipated pulling the trigger.
boom!
The gun fired, and the Siberian tiger suddenly slammed its limbs to the ground, its eyes wide open. The bullet grazed the tiger's ear and pierced the back of its neck.
The enraged Siberian tiger, severely wounded, unleashed its full power, charging towards the snowdrift with incredible speed. An adult Siberian tiger, with its strong, powerful limbs, can leap five or six meters in a single bound, covering a distance of 20 meters per second. It can cover a hundred meters in just four or five seconds.
In a moment of panic, Song Desheng pulled the trigger. A crisp gunshot rang out, but his hand trembled and he missed the target.
Attracted by the tiger's attention, it peered at Song Desheng's hiding place with its slanted eyes, and then lunged forward with its powerful hind legs, aiming directly at the hiding place in the weeds.
Song Desheng was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the latch, but the Siberian tiger was already pouncing on his face.
"Damn it!"
Li Ju'an cursed, switched guns, reached for the breechblock on his back, and fired from below, aiming at the exposed side of the Siberian tiger's chest as it leaped high.
Even if the shot didn't shatter the heart, it could still pierce the lungs, delivering a severe blow to the Siberian tiger.
boom!
A crisp gunshot rang out.
The Siberian tiger let out a mournful howl. Stimulated by its wounds and blood, the beast went berserk and leaped towards the direction of the gunshot. A massive tiger king, its muscles bulging like those of an armored vehicle, unleashed its powerful and agile aura, unstoppable, and pounced on Li Ju'an.
Li Ju'an suppressed his fear; he could even smell the stench from the tiger's mouth. A violent aura filled him, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at the Siberian tiger's head as it pounced.
Facing the tiger head-on at close range, he took advantage of the snowdrift position, set up his rifle, and fired a shot at the tiger's face.
A gunshot rang out, the spent cartridge ejected, and a flash of light erupted from the muzzle, accompanied by a tremendous recoil. The cartridge was ejected, the gun rose, and he was jolted backward by the recoil. The bullet had pierced the Siberian tiger's face from the lower left, heading straight for its skull!