Reborn in 80: Starting with hunting in the mountains to get rich

Chapter 19 Reversing the Heavenly Gang, Wolves Surround the Hunter

The one-eyed wolf was very cunning. Taking advantage of the moment when Li Ju'an pulled the bolt, released the spring clip, and loaded the bullet, the wolf crouched down and leaped up.

With a snap, he felt a heat on his shoulder, followed by a piercing pain.

A chunk of flesh was ripped off my shoulder!

He cursed his bad luck inwardly. The blizzard had reduced visibility, and the mountain was terribly cold. If he hadn't encountered the blizzard and heavy snow, he wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble. Now, he had no choice but to fight his way through this beast; if he failed, he would truly be its prey.

Suddenly, a young male wolf slowly approached from the woods behind them.

Li Ju'an inwardly cursed his bad luck. He had a wounded shoulder, and his clothes were torn and bleeding. If it were just one wolf, he could at least fight it off, but he wasn't sure he could handle two.

He set up his Mosin-Nagant and fired a shot at the one-eyed old wolf that was closest to him.

Bang!

He pulled the trigger; in the blizzard with extremely low visibility, the overwhelming snow particles obscured his view ahead.

The one-eyed old wolf didn't engage in battle; instead, it turned and disappeared into the woods. The young male wolf stood there motionless for a long time, its piercing eyes glowing green. It didn't approach, maintaining a safe distance, and slowly circled him under the cover of the blizzard.

The wolves in the mountains have become incredibly clever! Hunting strategies are their specialty.

When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue.

Li Ju'an was secretly worried. The two wolves, one old and one young, were clearly trying to wear him down and then deliver a fatal blow when he was exhausted and vulnerable.

He had long heard of the patience of mountain wolves in their pursuit of prey. Not to mention a day and a night, a wolf pack could patiently lie in wait and track a prey for seven days and seven nights, constantly harassing and exhausting the prey's energy and breaking its fighting spirit, all for the moment of final encirclement and attack.

The blizzard intensified, and darkness fell.

Li Ju'an could feel his legs gradually losing temperature, and they began to tremble involuntarily. No matter where he went, the two wolves, one old and one young, followed him at a distance, occasionally lurking in the woods to attack and harass him.

He had to fend off the two wolves while also dragging the male sika deer he had hunted. As night fell, his resolve began to waver. Perhaps he should leave Bacha behind; surviving the blizzard and making his way down the mountain was the most important thing.

But then he thought, if he can't even protect the prey he hunts, what kind of hunter am I? He checked the bullets in the magazine; there were only 3 left, not many.

Behind him came the mournful howls of wolves, their two green eyes cunning and greedy, just like old wolves that had come to life.

He knew that the old wolf was calling its companions, using psychological pressure to break down his will and force him to abandon his prey and run away.

This is how hunters in the countryside hunt: the hunting dogs chase the prey until it's exhausted, then the hunter finishes it off with a shot. Unexpectedly, the old wolf, having outmaneuvered the hunters for years, has also learned their methods of chasing and encircling the prey.

However, now that the Heavenly Gang has been reversed, Li Ju'an is the prey being hunted.

He spat fiercely, glanced at a fallen tree, and, after raising his gun and sweeping it over, yelled, "You think you can play dumb with me? You think you can chase your grandpa until he's exhausted? How dare you! What are you going to do about it? I'll make sure you're dead!"

He suddenly lifted his foot and took a big step onto the tall fallen log. Taking advantage of his superior position, he finally saw the figure of the young male wolf behind him amidst the overwhelming snowflakes.

The young male wolf simultaneously lunged forward, pouncing on him to begin a new round of harassment and attrition warfare.

Li Ju'an's face darkened with anger, his eyes turning bloodshot as he conceived a murderous intent.

He leaned forward, his feet firmly planted on the fallen logs, while the rest of his body was suspended in mid-air. Using the force of his body and the recoil from the logs, he leaped high into the air, narrowly avoiding the young male wolf's charge. He raised his hunting rifle, aimed at the young wolf who was within arm's reach, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

By the time the young male wolf realized what was happening, it was too late. A bullet was driven into his back, piercing his eye and exiting from below his ribs.

As the shotgun rang out, Li Ju'an leaned forward, pulled back the bolt, and fired another shot at the young male wolf's head.

Bang!

The spent cartridge was ejected, a flash of light erupted from the muzzle, the gun rose, and Li Ju'an staggered backward. It had pierced the young male wolf's skull!

The young male wolf was beaten until he convulsed and collapsed to the ground, his body limp on the snow where blood had pooled.

As he landed, he straightened up and backed up. After the one-eyed wolf surrounded him from behind, he stood up again on the fallen log, his sharp eyes filled with murderous intent as he glared fiercely at the one-eyed wolf.

Although the one-eyed wolf couldn't speak, it understood perfectly well. The prey had just finished fighting two wolves, was exhausted, and was suffering from hypothermia due to the cold. Its lips were turning purple and it was trembling; it was already at its last gasp.

All the threats and intimidation the prey is making are nothing but bluffing.

Old Wolf stared intently at the hunting rifle in Li Ju'an's hand, his thoughtful expression calm and composed, showing no sign of panic or disruption to his rhythm despite the death of his companion. Old Wolf seemed to be wondering how many bullets were left in the weapon Li Ju'an held, a weapon capable of taking its life.

Li Ju'an felt goosebumps all over his body from the one-eyed wolf's gaze, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Damn! The old wolf has really become a spirit!

He had only one bullet left in his magazine, but he absolutely couldn't show weakness. He found it all rather amusing; he was the hunter, yet in front of the one-eyed wolf, he had the illusion that he was the prey?

He was indeed very cold, and his speed had slowed considerably. The one-eyed wolf in front of him began to lower its body and slowly circle around him, a sign that an attack was about to begin.

His eyes burned with desire, his blood pressure surged to his head, and his breathing quickened due to hypothermia and the overwhelming sense of impending doom. His mind was buzzing, and his right hand trembled involuntarily. The last bullet, the very last one!

He wished he could smash the shotgun with only one bullet left, grab a knife, and charge.

The one-eyed wolf narrowed its green eyes slightly, suddenly seizing the opportunity when he slowed down.

Suddenly, the one-eyed wolf crouched low and launched a fierce attack. Its powerful silhouette, like a missile cutting through the waves, carried its sharpest fangs and charged with lightning speed. The predator's roar, etched into its genes, was chilling.

Suddenly, a yellow and black figure lunged at the one-eyed old wolf.

The strongest mountain-chasing dog, Da Hu, followed Li Ju'an's scent into the mountains and launched a fierce attack on the one-eyed old wolf at the moment of the final battle.

A strong and powerful Qingchuan hunting dog, with a robust physique, well-developed limbs, and incredibly agile movement. Even in the midst of a blizzard and the dead of winter, its intense hunting excitement rises quickly and can be maintained for a long time.

The strongest Qingchuan dog, capable of taking on ten dogs at once, bared its teeth and charged forward to engage the one-eyed old wolf in fierce combat. The old wolf was too busy dealing with the frenzied attack of the tiger to pay any attention to Li Ju'an behind it.

Li Ju'an composed himself slightly, stood up, and crouched low. The close-quarters hand-to-hand combat made him instinctively reach for the dagger at his waist. With a quick turn, the dagger was now pointed forward and the blade downward.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with murderous intent. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his muscles twisted into knots. He desperately thrust the knife into the one-eyed wolf's body.

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The blade flashed, and a single cut pierced the flesh.

The knife was so sharp that it made no sound as it approached the flesh.

The one-eyed wolf was agile in combat, twisting its body to avoid a vital chest wound, and then plunged the knife into the soft flesh of its left foreleg, which is equivalent to the area under a human's armpit where the ribs connect.

With decisive and swift strokes, he pierced through the soft flesh under the armpit of the one-eyed old wolf!

The mournful howls of wolves, sharp and piercing, shook the pine forest.