Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 750 The Moose Delivering the Letter

The mountain eagle curiously leaned closer, pressed its hand on Marta's neck, and asked, "What happened?"

Tiffany said with lingering fear, "I didn't see clearly. We were setting up the tent when a huge animal bumped into Marta..."

Lilith checked her over; she just fainted, it's not a big problem!

The mountain eagle was amused by the girls' plight...

He bent down, picked up Marta, and placed her on his folding bed. Then he took out a sniffling agent, held it to her nose, and waved it. The pungent smell quickly brought Marta back to her senses...

Unlucky Marta opened her eyes and saw several children huddled around her bed, watching her. She struggled to sit up and looked around, only to find Tiffany and Lilith there. She breathed a small sigh of relief and said, "There's a really scary big guy outside..."

As she spoke, Marta hugged the giggling Luna, wrinkled her nose, pressed her forehead against Luna's, and said fiercely, "Don't laugh at me, that big guy is really scary!"

Luna opened her small mouth, made a frightened expression, and said, "What is it?"

Marta blinked at the mountain eagle, whose face was full of disdain, and said dejectedly, "I didn't see it clearly..."

Luna's fear vanished, and she giggled as she said to the eagle, "Daddy, Marta's a coward. Let's go catch that big guy and eat him..."

Even before Tiffany explained the situation, the eagle had already mobilized the crows to fly to the scene, and they quickly found the 'perpetrator'...

To his surprise, the culprit was the white moose he had seen before!
Being hit by one of these big guys in the woods in the middle of the night would be really tough.

Watching the white moose lift up the tent Tiffany and Lilith had set up and toss it aside, the mountain eagle looked at Tiffany and Lilith with disdain and said, "Looks like you two still have a lot to learn, like not setting up camp in animal territory..."

Tiffany lowered her head dejectedly and said, "I've checked the surrounding area, and apart from the moose tracks, I haven't found any other animal footprints..."

Marta was a bit far from me at the time. When I heard the noise and rushed over, I only saw a huge shadow running away.

There are practically no large predators active in Alaska during the winter, I…

Seeing Tiffany's somewhat guilty expression, Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "I'm not blaming you. I just think that the harsher the environment, the more vigilant we should be, especially when there are rookies around."

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle looked at Marta, who looked dejected, and said with a smile, "Especially for a complete newbie like this..."

"Hurry up and have some soup to warm yourself up. You should stay at the hunter's cabin tonight, otherwise I'm worried you'll kill yourselves."

Tiffany and Marta were already used to the eagle's sharp tongue, but Lilith was still a little unconvinced and wanted to go out and cause trouble for a 'big guy'.

Mountain Eagle quickly grabbed the fierce female medic and made them sit down with the child to eat something...

Just as Marta finished a bowl of fish soup and her complexion improved, a whistle-like sound came from outside, along with howls from the four Magengshe wolves guarding the area. Then, a 'thump thump thump' sound could be heard from the ice in the distance...

Old Joe immediately grabbed a lever-action rifle and rushed out of the tent...

As everyone rushed out, they almost unanimously exclaimed in surprise...

A huge white moose, driven by four wolves, ran onto the ice. Its massive body reflected a soft glow under the starlight, giving it a sacred feel to the eye...

If it hadn't run so pathetically, this moose would have been even more handsome!
However, whether it was because the ice was too slippery or for some other reason, after running a distance of about a hundred meters on the ice, this huge white moose lost control of its limbs, just like a novice ice skater...

To maintain its balance, the moose, while running and using its large hooves to scare away the four wolves, unconsciously splayed its limbs outwards...

The way this large creature was slipping on its limbs greatly diminished its sacred aura. Queda, who had been muttering incantations, shut his mouth, frowned, and said to the mountain eagle, "Boss, white animals are incarnations of gods; we shouldn't harm them..."

As soon as Quetta finished speaking, one of the white moose's hooves suddenly slipped, and then the rhythm of its limbs became disordered.

Watching the large creature tumble to the ground like a hapless character from a cartoon, its hooves flying wildly, the mountain eagle whistled at Balon, then pointed in the direction of the four wolves…

Baron, who had been itching to get going, shot off like an arrow, sprinting nearly a hundred meters like a meteor. Just as a Magenxi wolf was about to bite the moose, he used his shoulder to knock the wolf away.

These wolves had been raised by Balang from a young age, being beaten and bitten by him. When they saw their fierce godfather charging towards them, they all braked and stopped around the moose.

Taking advantage of the moment when the wolves stopped attacking, the white moose tried desperately to stand up, but failed several times...

At this moment, the mountain eagle noticed the bloodstains on the ice and snow. He frowned and said, "The moose is injured..."

What could possibly hurt such a big guy? Even a black bear would have to give it a wide berth when it gets angry.

As he spoke, Mountain Eagle put on the controller, connected to all the Magnier Wolves, and issued a command for them to stop their intimidation. Then, he exchanged a glance with the most experienced Old Joe, instructed Zack and Angel to hold back Luna and Yue Yi, and slowly approached the disheveled white moose...

Old Joe, showing great experience, took a small trumpet made of some kind of animal horn from his lower back and blew it as he walked forward, producing a deep, resonant horn-like sound... After the horn changed its frequency several times, the moose that had been trying to stand up slowly quieted down...

In this situation, Old Joe did not let his guard down. After all, this was a behemoth, and being kicked by it would be no different from being hit by a battering ram.

Old Joe led the mountain eagle around to the back of the moose, turned on his flashlight to examine the giant beast, then pointed to its rump and said, "Look there, it's wounded, a gunshot wound, probably from a small-caliber bullet..."

When Mountain Eagle looked in the direction Old Joe pointed, he found that there was indeed a large pool of red blood on the outside of the moose's left rump.

This discovery made Mountain Eagle frown deeply, and he said, "Who could it be?"

The mountain eagle isn't an animal rights activist; if this moose encountered a hunter in the wild, he wouldn't see anything wrong with it...

But the moose's injuries now indicate that it wasn't attacked by a hunter...

Firstly, moose are not carnivorous and do not pose a significant threat to humans. Secondly, if a hunter encounters such a large animal, they certainly wouldn't use a small-caliber gun for hunting.

Moreover, this place is dozens of kilometers away from the nearest indigenous village. In winter, when transportation is inconvenient, hunters will not hunt such large animals weighing eight or nine hundred kilograms, because they cannot bring them back.

That means it must be someone from outside...

No tourists would come to this area to suffer during this season...

Judging from the moose's appearance, it must have been injured for some time, and the mountain eagle clearly remembered that the last time it saw this big guy, it had swum across the Yukon River to the wetlands south of the camp.

They are currently located north of the camp, several kilometers away from the wetlands as the crow flies.

In other words, this big guy was likely injured in the wetlands south of the camp, and then crossed the river again to come here...

The mountain eagle watched the moose whose hooves were constantly thrashing about and said to Old Joe, "Is there any way to make it quiet down?"

Old Joe clearly understood something as well, then nodded slightly, took off his fur coat, and slowly moved closer to the moose...

Meanwhile, Queda, who was not far away, seemed to know what Old Joe was up to. He pieced together two steel pipes, each over 5 meters long, from the leftover materials used to set up the tent, and delivered them to Old Joe in a roundabout way...

Then Quetta moved to an upwind position, somehow obtained a piece of birch bark, lit it, and threw the smoking bark near the moose...

About four meters away from the white moose, Old Joe used two steel pipes to slowly extend his fur coat towards the restless moose. As the moose's head turned with Baron's movements, he draped the fur coat over the moose's head, blocking its view...

Then Old Joe made 'snoring' sounds, trying to soothe the restless moose while attempting to approach it.

Rescuing such a large animal is extremely dangerous; an 800-kilogram moose can easily crush a person's head with its hooves.

However, Old Joe and Queda were very experienced, and they did not approach the moose directly...

Queda kept rubbing his shoes against the ice while making 'gurgling' sounds, using low-frequency sounds similar to the calls of moose calves to attract the moose's attention.

Old Joe pulled out a roll of paracord from his person, tied a slipknot, and used a steel pipe to loop the slipknot around the moose's two front legs. Then he trotted around to the moose's back...

At this point, Mountain Eagle realized what Old Joe was trying to do. He ran over and took the paracord from Old Joe, instructing him to loop it around the moose's two hind legs in the same way. Then, the two of them stepped back a few meters and pulled hard...

The moose's two front legs and two hind legs were tied together...

The moment he got his hands on it, the moose began to shake its head and twist its body restlessly. Old Joe noticed that the paracord seemed to be losing its grip, so he called out to Queda, pulled out his belt, and charged forward...

Mountain Eagle knew what this old guy was up to...

Seeing Queda take off his coat and spread it over the moose's raised antlers as he sprinted, Mountain Eagle caught up with Old Joe, pulled out his belt, and pounced on the more dangerous front leg...

While the moose's legs were bound by paracord, he used his belt to tie its two joints together, then pressed his entire body firmly against the big guy's knees...

Old Joe did the same thing, but this big guy's hind legs were clearly stronger, and even though the old guy was on top of it, he was still being dragged along, rubbing against the ice...

Seeing this, the eagle used its left side to pin down the moose's joint, and while lying on the ground, it kicked the moose hard in the chest...

The moose instinctively curled up and tightened under the heavy blow. Then, the eagle grabbed the belt on the joint of its front leg with its left hand and the belt that Old Joe had tied on its hind leg with its right hand. Then, it kicked the moose's belly with both legs, just like Captain America pulling a helicopter on a rooftop in a movie, and roared as it exerted force with both arms at the same time...

"what……"

"Oh my god!!"

(End of this chapter)