sjar Chapter 383 The Merits of the Strongest Mountain Chasing Dog
Chapter 383 The Merits of the Strongest Mountain Chasing Dog
Chen Xiangqian shouted, "Who else could it be but me, of course! Brother Li led me in this fight!"
He was just bragging. The fact that the mother bear was shot down had absolutely nothing to do with him. His foreign cannon was still aimed at Li Ju'an, and it's a miracle he didn't drag Li Ju'an down; otherwise, it would have been a case of Li Ju'an fighting the bear while he was fighting Li Ju'an from behind.
Hearing Chen Xiangqian's self-righteous shout, Sun Weimin snorted coldly, "Shameless bastard." Then he continued to shine the flashlight in front of Li Ju'an.
Li Ju'an ignored the two bickering. He knelt down to check the hunting dog's injuries.
The white mastiff was the most seriously injured. When the Gobi bears first clashed, it was the white mastiff and Little Steel Cannon who withstood the pressure and charged forward in the first wave. The white mastiff was slapped away by a bear.
That slap had the force of several hundred pounds, enough to shatter a grown man's skull. Luckily, the white mastiff had thick, long fur, so its skin wasn't torn open by the bear's claws. But such a powerful slap still caused considerable internal injuries.
Li Ju'an's heart clenched with anxiety. He dared not move the white mastiff, fearing that the shock might cause internal bleeding. Such internal bleeding is difficult to detect externally. Hunters can usually only give the dog simple bandages, then let it rest and let nature take its course. If it lives, great; if it dies, there's nothing that can be done.
Li Ju'an suddenly remembered that veterinarian Xiao Zhang was still near the ranch brigade. He called out to forest ranger Lao Chen: "Uncle Chen, is Xiao Zhang at the ranch these days?"
"Xiao Zhang is here; just give him a call and he can come over."
Li Ju'an nodded, woke up the white mastiff, and fed it two mouthfuls of stream water.
The white mastiff whimpered in pain, unable to lift its head. Fortunately, its spine was fine, and it could only turn its head with difficulty, its eyes looking at its owner with dependence.
Li Ju'an sighed, rubbed the white mastiff's head to comfort it, and said, "Well done, mastiff. I'll give you extra food later, and make two falcons drool over you with envy."
The white mastiff and the falcon were always fighting over food and couldn't get along. The hunting dog was very intelligent and, even though it was injured, it still wagged its tail vigorously when it heard that there might be a reward. Chen Xiangqian felt a pang of heartache and said, "Brother Li, let me do it. I'll carry it on my back so that the big animal won't be so bumpy when it's pulling the cart."
Li Ju'an nodded and examined Little Cannon. Little Cannon had been brave and agile during its battle with the Gobi bear, risking its life several times, almost getting grabbed and forced between the bear's legs. If it had actually sat on him, its intestines would have burst open, and it would have been beyond saving.
Little Cannon also lay on the ground, unable to get up, but stared at his owner with his eyes and wagged his tail enthusiastically.
Li Ju'an examined Xiao Gangpao and found that the bone in its chest and abdomen was broken. It must have been torn off by the Gobi Bear with one slap. Before it could be put into its mouth, it was restrained by the Big Tiger, who released its grip on Xiao Gangpao.
"The sternum is fractured; you need to see a veterinarian and then rest."
Little Cannon was already quite big. When Li Ju'an picked him up, he heard the dog whimpering in pain. He had no choice but to untie the leg straps, first stabilize the dog's sternum, and then carry it in the basket on his back.
White Egg and Flower Girl suffered only superficial injuries, torn open by bear claws, leaving their skin ripped open and flesh exposed, but their bones and internal organs were unharmed, and they were still able to stand up and walk.
Black Panther was seriously injured. Its hind leg was bitten into the mouth of the Gobi bear, and its thigh bone was broken. It slumped down limply and could not walk. It was clear that it would never be able to continue its hunting career. Even if the bone healed, it would only be able to limp and would not be able to go into the mountains.
The black panther howled twice, its mouth lightly licking Li Ju'an's palm, whimpering as if it was still not convinced and was trying to stand up on its hind legs. But its rump, tail, and thigh bones had been bitten by the bear's mouth with a bite force of several hundred pounds, and the flesh was barely held together by a layer of skin, a horrifying sight.
Chen Xiangqian turned his head away and gagged at the sight of the bloody wound, almost vomiting bile.
He vomited for a while, and this big man started to cry. He wiped away his tears and said, "Brother Li, I've thought about it, and I think it's better not to go into the mountains to be a hunter."
Li Ju'an borrowed leg wraps from a few people and used them to secure the black leopard's hind legs. He said, "That's right. If you stay in the city, your father can rest easy. Hunting in the mountains is something we families do to make a living. It's dirty, tiring, and dangerous work. It's not fun at all."
With tears streaming down his face, Chen Xiangqian fell silent and quietly helped Li Ju'an check the remaining four hunting dogs.
Chicken Butt and Fortune, along with Flower Girl, followed Big Tiger, harassing and attacking the Gobi Bear. They fought very flexibly, using guerrilla warfare. Flower Girl was also a coward, always hiding behind, only rushing forward when an opening appeared, hanging on the Gobi Bear, and never getting too far from the lead dog.
Chicken Butt and Fortune always followed Little Cannon. The three wolfhounds in the litter each had a different temperament. The more timid the hunting dog, the louder it barked, acting as the atmosphere group, constantly cheering on its companions and distracting the Gobi bears.
So the three dogs weren't seriously injured, except that their voices were hoarse from barking, and they sounded like male ducks.
Big Tiger collapsed to the ground and didn't move.
Chen Xiangqian was terrified and cautiously tried to lift Da Hu: "Brother Li, what happened to the lead dog? Did the bear slap the lead dog? I remember the bear fell down and crushed the lead dog, could it have exploded?"
He could already picture the gruesome scene of the dog being pinned down by a Gobi bear, its intestines bursting open, blood flowing and its internal organs scattered all over the ground.
If a Gobi bear were to actively push a hunting dog under its crotch, that would be an attack on the dog, crushing it until its body explodes. But for a Gobi bear to fall down like that, landing entirely on top of the dog, would cause far more damage than simply sitting on it.
Da Hu didn't move, so Li Ju'an walked over and squatted down.
Chen Xiangqian was already sobbing uncontrollably. He wiped his tears from his face and cried out, "Brother Li, I'm not going to be a hunter anymore. I really won't be a hunter anymore. I'll go talk to my dad right now and tell him I'm not going into the mountains anymore."
Li Ju'an rubbed Da Hu's head and pulled Da Hu into his arms.
Big Tiger's body was limp, but suddenly he kicked his hind legs.
After those two kicks, his hind legs pressed against his palms, followed by a soft snoring sound.
Chen Xiangqian was taken aback, while Li Ju'an laughed and scolded, "When that beast came crashing down, I was standing under the tiger, with my arm behind the 56. If we're talking about it, I would have broken my arm before I could have run over the tiger."
Fortunately, 56's half-sloping brace created a triangular safety zone, protecting his heart, lungs, and internal organs, as well as the head dog that was also crushed.
Da Hu was exhausted. After two matches, he collapsed from exhaustion late at night and fell fast asleep on the ground.
The hunters were both amused and exasperated, and they all came to watch the valiant lead dog.
Old Chen exclaimed in admiration, "Da Hu fought like that and wasn't injured at all. Not to mention his agility and skill, his experience in chasing bears in the mountains is exceptional, even among the leaders of so many gangs in the Xing'an Mountains."
Big Tiger led the dog gang to hunt the Tiger King, fight off packs of green-skinned wolves, raid four or five bear dens, fight black bears, and even bite bears. In so many dog gang hunts, Big Tiger, who could take on wild boars one-on-one, never suffered serious injuries, only minor cuts and bruises, which is enough to show the leader dog's composure and resilience under pressure.
Old Li and Old Chen gathered around, looking at the legendary strongest mountain-chasing dog trained by Old Tao, and gave it a thumbs up in admiration.
"It has to be Da Hu! He really makes Qingchuan Dog proud!"
"He can take on wild boars, hunt bears, wolves, and tigers. I've spent most of my life running around in the mountains, and Big Tiger is truly the most awesome leader I've ever seen!"