The German platoon leader, who even turned around and looked back, could not have predicted what would happen behind him. He only looked back and didn't notice a figure rushing towards him at high speed.
One came prepared, the other unprepared.
In fact, there is no need to say what can happen in such a situation, even a fool can predict it.
Click——
The sound of bones being stabbed and chopped by a sharp blade was heard instantly, along with the blood splashing between the sword shadow and the cold light, which was instantly covered with the cold blade.
He thrust the sharp blade in his hand through his back and out from his chest.
Alsim, who instantly pierced the enemy's chest with his sword, still didn't draw the knife away. The dagger he held tightly in his hand still penetrated the enemy's chest, stuck between the upper and lower ribs, soaked in blood and cutting away the flesh.
The broken bones are enough to make any enemy who suffers such severe pain unable to move, unable to survive or die.
"Ah!!! Ahhhhh!!!"
If Alsim were to judge, the heart-rending shouts of this bastard German were comparable to those of killing a pig. The screams were like waves of sound, covering up one wave after another, and rushed straight to his head.
Not only was Alsim's ears numbed by the pig-like screams, but the ordinary soldiers who were following the German platoon leader were also frightened on the spot when they saw this, and even for a moment
They were all at a loss.
But even if you are at a loss, it is only temporary. Soldiers are always the fastest-reacting profession. There is no other profession. This kind of reaction speed that requires you to put your head in your belt and risk your life is comparable to any other profession.
No. After all, the difference between speed and speed is enough to determine life and death, so you have no choice but to unleash your potential.
After only a moment of reaction, the German soldiers were dumbfounded. One or two of them were furious, holding their weapons tightly, like ants on a hot pot, but they were just treating the things in their hands as fire.
Stick generally has no idea what to do.
There was a reason why he didn't know what to do. The only reason was that the German platoon leader who was stabbed through the chest by a knife was not completely dead. He was even alive and kicking with vitality.
It is inevitable that one's professional background determines one's skills and abilities, just like one's military background should always be able to use a gun.
Before he became a soldier and a Red Army soldier, Alsim was born in a poor Orion family in the extreme cold and hardship of Siberia, and was the first person who never even went to school.
In that wild and cold land, Alsim could neither learn much knowledge nor master many survival skills. The only way he could survive was to inherit his father's legacy and follow his father's intentional guidance into the woods.
Go down rivers, climb uncles, and swim in quagmire to hunt and make a living.
He kept some meat for his family to eat, and the remaining fresh meat was sold in the city market.
It takes one day to hunt and three days to sell goods. It takes two days just to go back and forth. The actual time it takes to actually sell meat in exchange for goods and purchase all the survival necessities bought with the money from selling meat in the city is
There's only one day left.
There is no way, Alsim's family lives too far away from the city, so far away that even the nearest village is more than ten kilometers away. There are only a few old hunters in the vicinity who gather together to hunt species.
Although they lived a miserable life, they were also isolated from the rest of the world. There was no comparison to show off their wealth, so they were able to enjoy themselves in hardship, and their lives were quite happy.
In such a living environment and such a family background, Alsim has mastered a skill that most of his peers in the world, or even 99.9% of his peers, do not master:
Proficient in anatomy and human body structure.
If you are proficient in anatomy, it is because you often need to disembowel the newly captured prey, bleed it, and clean it. It is best to do it immediately while the prey is still alive but not dead, or when it has just died and has not yet lost its temperature. If
Otherwise, prey that has been dead for too long and has cooled down will not be sold at a good price. Even if you keep it for yourself, it will be extremely difficult to handle and taste bad.
Stroking the warm and bloody muscles and beating organs, and disemboweling the prey that had not yet expired, this became one of Alsim's earliest livelihood skills and housekeeping skills, even before he learned to hunt alone.
It's still early to take down the first prey.
Alsim still remembers that the first prey he dissected with his own hands was a lame deer that his father gave him to handle.
The warm blood spurted and surged from the blood vessels. The prey writhed and struggled in pain, staining his hands and face, but he still had to continue to complete the next process under his father's forced request. The scene is still in Alsim to this day.
The memory is still fresh in my mind.
"Russian winter doesn't believe in tears! Cowards can only die. If you can't conquer animals, what kind of hunter are you? Kill or be killed, there is no other choice. This is our family's livelihood for generations, starting from your great-grandfather
That's how it started, show off your manly courage to solve it! You can do it, you are my son, Alsim!"
The scene of tearing up and skinning the doe with trembling hands, removing the flesh and breaking the bones is truly unforgettable, just like another incident Alsim encountered after he became a reasonably qualified hunter.
"Treat the wound. Tear off the sleeve and tie it to stop the bleeding! Alsim, come here to help and take out the fang! Move quickly!"
It was a dark and windy night
The old hunters from two neighboring families who went hunting during the day and did not return in the evening finally came back when Alsim's father decided to take people to look for them, but they were in a very bad state.
The hungry wolves discovered humans following the bloody smell of prey, and were far from satisfied with the corpses of the prey that humans had given away. The wolf king also wanted to obtain the flesh and blood of the four hunters to entertain his own group.
After a fierce bloody battle, an old hunter detonated the detonator he carried with him as a precaution, killing a dozen wild wolves and giving his scarred son and friends a chance to escape.
Even the wolf king was killed. The wolves on the spot just dispersed instantly like any beast that lost its leader. There was no difference in the wolf pack's strong organization, aggressiveness and carnivorous nature. In the final analysis, it was just a matter of time.
They are just a bunch of bullies who bully the weak and fear the strong.
But those who came back alive were still in bad condition, and even life-threatening to the verge of death.
The broken teeth left after being bitten and fought by wild wolves were still deeply stuck in the wounds. If not treated, his life would be in danger. Among the few old hunting families nearby, Alsim was the only male left.
This is the time when he and his father must take responsibility.