sjar Chapter 331 Sun Weimin Calls Him Grandpa
Chapter 331 Sun Weimin Calls Him Grandpa
Old Qian led the way, his steps steady, but his keen intuition suddenly made him sense an unusual chill in the air. A powerful male wolf leaped out from behind a hidden rock, like a ghost in the night, carrying an undeniable aura of power. Fortunately, Old Qian had already loaded his hunting rifle and was ready for action.
As a hunter known for his composure, precision, and ruthlessness, he knew that opportunities were fleeting and he would not pull the trigger unless he was absolutely certain.
Just as he was concentrating and searching for the decisive moment to fire, a bald old wolf, cunning and silent, darted out from behind Old Qian like a ghost and pounced on him to the ground with lightning speed.
A sudden gunshot rang out, the sound of Old Qian's shotgun firing the moment he lost his balance. Bang!
The sudden loud noise terrified the two wolves, who scattered in all directions. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and a tense atmosphere.
After falling to the ground, Old Qian reacted swiftly. Almost before the echo of the gunshot had faded, he had already chambered another round, his movements fluid and decisive, drawing upon his extensive experience. The two hungry wolves, seeing this, attempted to end the fight before he could fully regain his footing. A calm glint flashed in Old Qian's eyes, and he steadily aimed his shotgun forward.
He fired a second shot at the bald old wolf that pounced on him.
However, the bald old wolf was cunning and resourceful. It had already sensed the danger the moment Old Qian raised his hand, and with a swift movement, it easily avoided the deadly threat. At the same time, the large male wolf beside it seized the opportunity, leaped forward, and its sharp claws instantly tore open Old Qian's leather coat, leaving behind a series of shocking rips.
An unprecedented sense of humiliation welled up in Old Qian's heart. Back then, even when he fought the lynx, the second most powerful beast in the forest, his clothes were torn to shreds by the beast, but it was still a symbol of honor. After all, the lynx was the second most powerful beast in the forest after the tiger.
How dare a mere wild wolf attack him and destroy his leather coat? It's an utter trampling on his dignity!
Just as Lao Qian was burning with anger, Lao Zhang from the security department arrived just in time. His hunting rifle roared, and two consecutive "bangs!" echoed through the forest. Two streaks of fire pierced the night sky, accurately hitting the two wolves.
Although the two attacks did not cause any real damage to the wolf pack, they left them with lingering fear and a deep impression. The old wolf, in particular, was cunning and ferocious; this grudge would surely be branded into its heart, becoming the seed of future revenge.
I'm not a wolf if I don't avenge this!
Song Desheng rushed over and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "I've seen these two wolves before."
Their hearts pounded, and they raised their guns, aiming them at the dark corners of the woods, wary of another wolf attack.
Song Desheng said, "This is the same thing that was in my yard last time. I was the one who shaved off that patch of hair from the bald head."
The group suddenly realized why the wolves had chased them all the way here; they must have mistaken Sun Weimin for Song Desheng and that's why they pounced on him.
Old Zhang asked, "Look at the footprints on the ground. Where were Sun Quande and the other two dragged? With our gunfire so loud, they should have fired their guns too."
Suddenly, a faint, wispy sound came from below.
The group of people were shocked upon seeing him. Wasn't this Sun Weimin?
The hunting rifle in Sun Weimin's hand misfired at the crucial moment, hanging heavily at his waist like a piece of scrap metal; even an ordinary wooden stick would have been more useful than it. Beside him, Sun Quande had collapsed to the ground, his fate unknown, leaving only a chilling silence in the night.
Lu Zhiqiang hurriedly turned on his headlamp. The beam pierced the darkness and slowly swept across the area below, revealing a trap that seemed to have been sculpted by nature—a narrow crevice hidden deep within the stone pool. It was about five meters deep, with steep stone walls on all sides. Once someone lost their footing and fell in, there would be no hope of escape.
"What...what's going on? The wolf can set up a trap?" He muttered to himself in disbelief, his voice filled with astonishment.
It turned out that all of this was a carefully planned trap by the male wolf and the bald old wolf. They had laid this inescapable net silently outside Wild Boar Gully, before anyone else. This place was remote and the valley was deep, a hidden path that hunters might choose. They seemed to have known everything all along, waiting for their prey to step into their territory.
In this wilderness, two wolves, with their profound understanding of the laws of survival and extraordinary cunning, first accidentally drove Sun Quande into a stone pond, where he was trapped in a grotto. The two wolves saw the hunter fall into the grotto but had no way to pull him out to eat. Sun Weimin, desperate to save his father, was caught in a bullet jamming, and surrounded by wolves, had no choice but to jump down to save his own life.
Sun Quande accidentally stepped on the ground and fell unconscious, while Sun Weimin was forced to jump to save his life.
Two wolves lured two hunters into a trap, and having tasted success, another group of hunters arrived. The two wolves repeated their old tricks, attacking from both sides while dodging and weaving. Old Qian had experienced the wolves' cunning before, so he was determined not to fire rashly.
"How to fix it?"
"We outnumber them, what are we afraid of? Let's fight it out!"
Experienced hunters know that wolves are difficult to hit, especially in the dark when visibility is poor. Wolves are also agile, nimble, and have excellent jumping ability. If you misjudge their position, you'll miss completely.
The team had many young people, and Lu Zhiqiang and Song Desheng were young and energetic, fearless of anything.
Lu Zhiqiang gripped the ugly revolver and cursed, "What are you afraid of? One gun per person, even if you get shot in the leg, it's fine."
After he finished speaking, he fired two shots.
boom!boom!
Seeing his cousin start a fire, Lu Jinyang also pulled the trigger, firing the 54 repeatedly.
Song Desheng already had a grudge against the wolves, and this happened to be a vengeful pack that came to his door. He was furious, his eyes bloodshot and filled with red veins. He fired fiercely at the fleeing backs of the two wolves.
boom! boom! boom!
Song Desheng's pump-action shotgun used medium-caliber slugs, which were extremely powerful and had a terrifying sound.
After a few shots, no bloodstains appeared on the ground, but the two wolves were scared away and disappeared into the darkness.
Song Desheng laughed loudly and shouted, "A bunch of fussy bastards! Now you know fear, don't you? You still dare to follow your grandpa? Take this bullet!"
The two shrews ran away, and the group of people were overjoyed, exchanging glances and bursting into laughter.
Lu Zhiqiang took the hemp rope from his waist, circled it twice around the tree stump, and was about to throw it into the cave so that Sun Weimin could climb up by himself.
He raised his voice and shouted down into the grotto, "Sun Weimin, call me grandpa and I'll pull you up."