Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Huang Zhong continued to use his scope to look down the mountain and towards the gold mine, his attitude was extremely serious. If anyone appeared, they would definitely not escape Huang Zhong's eyes.

However, since the explosions had subsided for so long, Huang Zhong felt that the battle at the gold mine should be over. So, while continuing to observe the situation down the mountain, he asked Wang An:
"Big brother, are Wu and the others all done? The cannon fire has been quiet for ages. Should we go check on them and maybe lend a hand?"

Because Huang Zhong was diligently watching the road out of the mountains, and the explosions at the gold mine had stopped, Wang An was very relieved and lay there half-reclined with his eyes closed, not worried at all about any mishaps that might happen to him and Huang Zhong.

Of course, the reason why Wang An was so at ease was because of Huang Zhong's presence. Huang Zhong was a very serious person, no matter what he did, he could concentrate fully and be meticulous.

Wang An's eyelids twitched upon hearing Huang Zhong's words, but he didn't open them. He clicked his tongue and said with a displeased expression:
"Help me or not, if you don't help, we'll just stay here and guard it properly."

Besides, what use would those old guys have for us? I'm not going. Just thinking about how those old guys got blown to bits by artillery shells makes me feel disgusted by their slobbery. Damn it.

When they attacked the forbidden area, Wang An experienced for the first time in his life seeing a scene of corpses and severed limbs scattered everywhere, a scene comparable to hell on earth.

That hell on earth was orchestrated by Wang An's sworn sister, Comrade Zhang Shuya. I still remember that when Wang An and the others saw the scene of severed limbs, intestines, livers, and intestines scattered all over the ground, as well as blood and excrement flowing everywhere, they almost vomited their bile.

The second time he experienced that hellish scene was when Wang An took Wu Dong and Feng Chengmin to pan for gold.

Because the gold miners there had piled up explosives outside, and Wang An and Wu Dong accidentally detonated them, blowing everyone inside to pieces.

As for the third time I experienced that scene, it happened not long ago, and the location was also in this gold mine not far away.

However, this third hellish scene had nothing to do with Wang An and his group. Instead, it was the ruthless bandits who, in order to deal with the TS group, openly fired cannons into the gold mine, blowing the TS group to smithereens.

In the short few years since his rebirth, Wang An has experienced three scenes of hell on earth, so he is still terrified of those scenes and does not want to think about them.

Although Wang An has a strong enough heart and is not afraid of dead people or corpses, he would still feel extremely disgusted and uncomfortable if people were smashed to pieces on the ground and turned into human fragments.

The main problem is that I feel very uncomfortable when eating meat, especially in a short period of time.

Especially when eating animal offal, images of intestines, liver, stomach, feces, and blood flowing everywhere will involuntarily flash through my mind.

Huang Zhong had also experienced the third hellish scene alongside Wang An, so after Wang An finished speaking, Huang Zhong probably immediately thought of that scene. His expression subtly changed, and he said:
"Yeah, all those people are just sitting there, so we're really not needed. Let's just stay here quietly."

Wang An still didn't open his eyes and said:
"Okay, once Brother Wu and the others come out, we'll go down and meet them. If they don't come out, then we'll just stay here and not move."

Huang Zhong replied:

"Okay, I understand, big brother."

After Huang Zhong finished speaking, he heard Wang An snoring softly, clearly indicating that he had fallen asleep.

Upon hearing Wang An's snoring, Huang Zhong tightened his grip on the Type 79 sniper rifle, and his observation of the area below the mountain became even more focused, as if afraid of missing even the slightest anomaly or sound. Just as Wang An was in a state between sleep and wakefulness, his mind drifting into a hazy state, he felt someone gently patting him, and at the same time heard someone calling his name.

"Big brother, big brother, wake up! Look at those three people, what's going on?"

Upon hearing this, Wang An was startled, his eyes widened immediately, and he subconsciously asked:
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Huang Zhong's right hand was still gripping the spear handle tightly, while he pointed down the mountain with his left hand and said:

"Brother, look down there, something seems off about those three people."

Wang An quickly stood up, picked up his gun, and looked in the direction Huang Zhong was pointing through the scope.

Sure enough, just as Huang Zhong had said, three figures were walking hurriedly toward them.

All three men were dressed as hunters, each carrying a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle on their shoulder and a common backpack made from a burlap sack.

The so-called backpack made from a burlap sack is actually just a small burlap sack with a shoulder strap or rope sewn around the top and bottom, and then a shoulder strap sewn onto the left and right sides of the two rope loops.

In this way, the entire burlap sack was transformed into a backpack. Although such a burlap sack backpack doesn't look very attractive, it is extremely practical, and it makes carrying things around much easier.

At first glance, Wang An did not notice anything unusual about the three people.

The main reason was that the local hunters and ginseng diggers almost all dressed like this, so the three of them just looked like ordinary mountain runners.

Just as Wang An was staring at the three men, trying to discern any differences between them, he heard Huang Zhong say from the side:
"Big brother, should we shoot now? Kill them outright, or cripple them first?"

It has to be said that this experience of digging for ginseng in the mountains has made Huang Zhong even more ruthless. For him now, killing someone is no different from killing a pig.

Wang An frowned, and said with some uncertainty:
"Wait a minute, judging from their appearance, they seem to be local hunters."

After Wang An finished speaking, he suddenly felt that it was a bit strange that these three people had suddenly appeared here, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with them.

There was nothing he could do; Wang An had been half asleep, and his brain was now completely muddled, like mush.

To be honest, people should be more serious about whatever they're doing, and shouldn't just go to sleep whenever they feel like it.

Then Huang Zhong said:

"Brother, it hasn't even snowed heavily yet, and Black Bear and Big Bear are only just starting to go hunting. Do you think it's normal for them to go into the mountains to hunt so early?" (End of Chapter)