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Chapter 186 Gunshots on the Icefield

In the passenger seat, the little fish curled up into a ball of white hair and twitched its little black nose.

It suddenly frowned and opened its eyes in confusion.

There seems to be a faint smell of blood in the air.

This breath was so far away that Xiaoyu wasn't sure if it really existed or if he smelled it wrong.

Looking at Huo Yu who was sleeping soundly next to him, the little fish shook his furry tail and changed his position to continue resting.

The smell of blood is far away from here, and the little guy is too lazy to pay attention to it.

As a wolf cub, Xiaoyu only cares about the safety of himself and Huoyu.

Compared with small fish, the few reindeer who are not sleeping in the herd smell more clearly.

These reindeer were closer to the scene where their kind were slaughtered, and the smell of blood almost hit their noses.

Some reindeer woke up and neighed anxiously.

However, there were too many reindeer in total, and they were all sleeping soundly. The warning sounds of scattered reindeer were like mud sinking into the sea, and soon fell silent.

The warning reindeer barked several times, but found that none of its companions responded, and did not see the danger coming for a long time, so it fell silent.

Sin is like cockroaches. When you find one cockroach in your home, the house is already full of cockroaches.

Just like the current herd of deer, when these reindeer smell the blood of their own kind, hundreds of reindeer have been brutally murdered.

Behind the snow hill, the white leader picked up the rifle beside him, his cold-weather clothes stained with frozen reindeer blood.

He slowly stood up and ordered to the men around him:

"Notify everyone to gather here, we will play a big game today!"

The leader stood up, his eyes gleaming with cruelty.

The other men who were leaning on the reindeer carcass stood up and responded:

"Understood, boss."

"Hahaha, finally I'm going to do something big!"

“I’ve wanted to change my car for a long time!”

At this moment, in the eyes of these poachers, the deer in the distance are no longer living lives, but stacks of rice banknotes, huge mansions, and extravagant entertainment.

Everyone can't wait to rush up now, peel off their beautiful antlers and warm deer skin, and replace them with lots of real gold and silver.

The black men took out the communicator, and the order to assemble was sent out from the communicator.

From God's perspective, more than a dozen small black spots gradually appeared in the flawless white snow.

These small black spots began to move slowly, gathering more and more with the snow hill where the poacher leader was located as the center.

In less than half an hour, hundreds of armed men with firearms appeared around the poacher leader.

They all looked fierce, holding all kinds of guns, bows and arrows, hunting forks, and driving dilapidated snowmobiles.

Everyone's body was stained with blood, but that didn't stop them from smiling from the bottom of their hearts.

The car is equipped with reindeer antlers and a whole piece of fur.

As for the reindeer meat that has no economic value, only a small part is kept by these poachers as rations, and most of it is abandoned and thrown into the snow like old shoes.

In the Arctic, hundreds of poachers can be gathered together. This is definitely an extremely large poaching organization.

The leader looked at these men whose eyes were full of desire and greed, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, these humans are more like wolves.

"Bros."

As soon as the leader spoke out, the poachers who had been noisy before immediately fell silent.

"What we encountered was a large reindeer herd that is rare to see in a century. Thousands of reindeer were right in front of us."

"I know everyone is very tired today and has been chasing those stray and lonely reindeer."

"However, there are hundreds of our brothers, and if we leave like this, each of us can't even get a pair of complete antlers."

"Are you willing to travel through mountains and rivers to come to such a ghost place and just get back such a small amount of prey?"

The poachers were silent.

This is a group of very experienced poachers who know the taboos of poaching in the Arctic.

That is to make a fortune silently.

If you can set the trap, don't shoot; if you can shoot, don't shoot.

Any loud noise may cause an avalanche or attract those difficult icekeepers.

Although they couldn't make a sound, their eyes already gave the leader the answer.

These trophies are not enough!

Far from enough!

They need more spoils to pay for passage to and from the Arctic and to satisfy their greed.

Once the loot cannot satisfy these hungry wolves, internal strife is inevitable.

The poacher leader also knows this.

"There are at least 1,000 reindeer in front of us. If we can catch them all, everyone can harvest ten pairs of antlers and a complete deer hide."

"This money is enough to pay for me to take you to and from the North Pole, and there is even a lot left over to expand your withered wallet."

"I won't say much else, I just want to ask you, do we take this vote?"

The poacher leader stood on the snow hill and asked the people below him from a high position.

"Dry!"

"Done!"

"Boss, we listen to you."

No one dared to raise objections, otherwise the poachers' butcher's knife would fall on themselves first before it could fall on the reindeer.

"Okay, everyone, pack up and take action in fifteen minutes!"

"Boss." The black subordinate from before raised his hand weakly, "Can we use guns? There doesn't seem to be any ice guards patrolling this area."

The poacher leader stared at the black man with a wanton smile:

"The use of firearms is not prohibited in this operation."

"If the ice keepers come, we will let them die!"

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the poachers dispersed in excitement.

Some began to check the condition of weapons, some began to calculate the route of action, and some began to remove the reindeer carcasses from the snowmobiles to make room for the antlers and deer skins that would be obtained next.

...

On the snowmobile, Huo Yu was not aware of the danger at all and still slept soundly on his seat.

The little fish on the side turned over repeatedly, unable to calm down no matter what.

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

Although it is far away from here, the instinctive premonition of the beast makes it difficult to calm down.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiaoyu stretched out his paw and patted Huoyu's face next to him.

"Ouch!"

The little guy's cry was a little anxious.

In the wild, Huo Yu's sleep has always been very shallow, which is a habit left behind after serving as a soldier for three years.

He woke up as soon as he heard the cry of the little fish.

Shaking his dizzy head, Huo Yu asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"Ouch~ (I smell the smell of blood~)"

Huo Yu looked out the car window in confusion.

The North Pole is still quiet under the extreme daylight,

Among the deer in the distance, except for a few woke reindeer pawing their hooves on the snow, most of the reindeer were still sleeping.

Everything looked normal, but there was an eerie quietness.

Huo Yu's expression gradually became serious.

"Xiaoyu, get out of the car with me and go see..."

boom--

Before he finished speaking, a soft sound broke the tranquility of the snowfield.

Huo Yu suddenly turned his head and looked at the source of the gunshot.

Bang bang bang——

The sound of the gathered gunfire sounded like fried beans.

The deer were startled.


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