A group of elks were drinking water by the stream, smelling the smell, raised their heads in confusion, and looked at the strange things like hills.

Jones forced his eyes to keep himself from sleeping.

Yesterday, he kept someone to watch. Old Patton wanted to participate, but they did not allow it. With Han’s father, each of them took turns to watch.

Although he had only been up for more than an hour, the time before dawn was the most difficult to survive.

The fire was filled with white smoke, vertically upwards, bent and drifted, the open flame had been extinguished, leaving only some gray or black charcoal embers.

"Good morning, Jones."

"Why do I help you watch and you can go to bed again?" Old Patton opened the door of the tent, walked out and stretched.

"No, thank you Patton, did you sleep well last night?"

"Hey, stop talking, Martinez snored, he didn't stop all night, one night! I really want to stuff my socks into his mouth!"

"Old man, is it a very rude thing for no one to tell you that you are talking badly behind your back?" Martinez poked his head out of the tent, sleepy and said.

"I just said this when I knew you woke up! I'm 60 years old and I've slept lightly. Looking at what I've been through this night, I thought I had a nightmare!"

"Okay, OK, please be careful, I'll go to the stream to wash, my day, the sun finally comes out." Jones wiped his face and said, put down his hunting rifle and stood up, and walked not far away.

The yellow tent in the middle shook, and one hand reached out from inside. Then Han Qianshan showed his face. Seeing so many people, he smiled and said, "Everyone, everything happened in the middle of the night, right?"

This sentence was said to Martinez, and he stood guard behind the boss.

The black guy was holding his pants up when he heard the question, "No, boss, just some hares."

"I don't know where those gray wolves have gone, there are obviously many!"

"Barton, it's too difficult to find hundreds of British Columbian gray wolves on 20,000 acres of land." Han's father grabbed his hair with his hands, and then fell asleep and continued: "Try it today. If it doesn't work, I'll go back in the afternoon. I've been out for a long time. My wife is worried."

"This time I go south, the grass is more lush and there are more animals. I don't believe I can't catch them!"

"Okay, wait until they get up and leave. Go and wash first, I'll see you."

"Okay, I'll change you after I finish it." Old Patton finished speaking, waved to the side: "Good morning, boy!"

"Hi, Patton."

Han's father turned around when he heard the voice: "Are you getting up? Go and put on your clothes, we will be ready to leave after we finish our meal."

"Yeah, just pack it up."

...

The snow-capped mountains are blocked, leaving only the white peaks.

The sky was clear, dark clouds were brewing all day, but no raindrops fell.

The white-tailed deer that I hunted last night was buried on the spot after cutting its leg and taking it away. If it is left in the wild and rotten and eaten by other animals, it will be infected with diseases.

"It's really a waste." Xiao Han Xuan thought helplessly, but there was no way. They were too heavy, and it was unrealistic to take them all back.

There are built stone roads in the forest park, but there are often people passing by, there are too few animals, and now they are walking on the path near the center of Flathead.

More than twenty meters away, a gray hare found no danger. She walked in the grass with her wide hind legs. Han Qianshan raised his shotgun and was aiming at it.

As the trigger was pulled, the gunshot was heard, and the hare was taken far away by the inertia of the bullet. Han's father nodded with satisfaction and raised his chin and asked his son to pick it up.

The boy next to him was holding a weed and rolled his eyes to walk over. His father refused to let him shoot. This was the only thing he could do.

When I came to the hare, I squatted down, and I was beaten to death. I muttered to myself that I knew that I would use deer bullets to hit the rabbit. If so many of them were fired together, it would be really strange if I didn't hit it.

Dissatisfied with lifting the rabbit ears, he was about to walk back when he suddenly saw an animal corpse lying under the tree in front of him. The boy stood on tiptoe and saw clearly, and quickly waved his hand to call him father.

When Han Qianshan saw it, he thought it had prey, so he smiled and came to him. He was stunned when he saw the corpse and turned around to let the others come too.

Anderson and the others looked at each other and shook the hunting rifle in their hands.

"......leopard?"

"Looking at this bite mark, I think it's a bear!"

"No, maybe it's a wild boar."

Surrounding the corpse of the red deer, a few cowboys said one by one.

Old Patton was so angry that his face turned dark and he said hatefully: "Is this footprint of a bear?! No, it must be done by the wolf, and it's just a British Columbian wolf, and the rest are not that big!"

"The blood on the ground has not dried yet, so they are nearby?"

"Well, they have drawn their own territory and found it here, so you won't be wrong."

Old Patton continued: "Next, be careful, the bullets are loaded, they like to move around the territory. By the way, Jones, see if there are hunting platforms nearby."

When Jones heard him, he took out the Forest Park tour guide from his pocket, looked at it for a long time, and looked up and said, "The nearest one is more than a kilometer, isn't it too far?"

"Let's go there first. I haven't finished eating a deer. It's a small pack of wolves, no more than 5." Old Patton smiled, touched his beard and said, lowering his head and chasing him in the direction of blood-red footprints.

The father and son walked at the end, and Han Qianshan secretly took out the m9 from behind his waist and whispered: "Don't run around this time, I'll give you self-defense."

"You know where the insurance is. Don't move around. Just hide it in your arms if you don't meet a wolf."

Xiao Han Xuan pointed his head like a woodpecker, so excited...

Soon the sky was bright and it seemed that it was over ten o'clock, and there were more and more rabbits and birds.

Here is a forest, and the dead grass is trampled in chaos. Old Patton picked up a tuft of hair on the ground and placed it in front of his nose and smelled it: "It's them, I can feel it!"

Anderson stared behind him and said, "Barton, how do you smell this?" "Look at the color, who else can this dark gray hair besides them."

"……Depend on."

"Hehehe, don't move, I'll see them!" Martinez said excitedly, 1.9 meters tall and shrank his head, and no matter how he looked, he looked despicable.

Old Patton squinted his eyes, saw the figure in the grass forty or fifty meters away, and said, "Let's retreat first, you can see it, and those gray wolves must have discovered us. The grass here is too lush, so let's find a high ground."

"Are you sure you want to do this, Patton! Why did I see it behind me?" Anderson whispered.

The old cowboy was stunned when she heard this: "Encirclement? These gray wolves really treat us as prey. They raise their guns and aim at everything they can see!"

"Do you want to fight?"

"Count how many are there first, and stand in a circle back to back."

"Son, be careful!" Han Qianshan turned his head and said, the cross star was aiming at the gray wolf's head.

There was a British Columbian wolf running and revealing his figure. Only then did the boy see them clearly, take out his pistol and raise it, his eyes laughing in a crack. This was the feeling.

Although the situation is not very good, Han Qianshan's shotgun has 7 rounds, and Martinez and Anderson's can hold 5 rounds. In addition to the hunting rifle, Old Patton and Jones also have pistols on them. If they don't hit it, they deserve to be eaten by the wolf.

"How is it? Shoot?" Jones asked in a low voice, not as if he was surprised when facing this scene. He held the gun firmly in his hand without blinking.

“How many are there in total?”

"I saw 2."

“This has 1 head.”

"Me too"

"Yeah, the same."

"I didn't see it!"

Old Patton lowered his head when he heard the boy's voice. Seeing him holding a gun, his hand trembled, looking at the boss and laughed and cried, saying, "There are 6 in total, right? You can't let them do it first, then kill it!"

Jones was the first to pull the trigger and hit the opposite gray wolf's shoulder. These beasts, 1.8 meters long, jumped up when they heard the gunshots, and instead advanced, they all jumped out.

There were many people saying that, but in fact, there were only four of the ones that Jones injured. Old Patton used a shot to solve the problem. Han’s father relied on the speed of the gun and two deer hunting bullets smashed the wolf’s face into a sieve.

The British Columbian wolf was very fast and could jump out 5 meters in one step. After dealing with his own, the two of them quickly turned around to help their companions.

The Winchester m1894 was too slow to load the gun, so Old Patton simply threw it away.

It took less than a second to take out the revolver, bang two bullets out, and hit the gray wolf in front of Martinez.

Jones also killed his own head with a pistol. Han’s father helped Anderson. The big guys’ bodies jumped in the air and were simply a living target. After falling to the ground, they never got up again.

It took no 5 seconds in total, and the boy kept moving in this position.

I was shocked in the first two seconds, excited in the next two seconds, and made up my mind in the last second, just about to pull the trigger, but the wolf was gone...

Xiao Hanxuan was almost crying and wanted to go to fix the gun. He looked around and didn't even move his legs, all of whom were killed on the spot.

At this time, the boy moved behind the tree. His eyes lit up and his gun was seen. He saw a big round head exposed from the side, with leaves hanging on his ears.

"Ahhhhh! Winnie!!"
Chapter completed!