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Chapter 86 The Irritable Enemy

The people in the car were dumbfounded when they saw the big black dog barking wildly out the window.

Song Xingye looked at Mira, who was usually calm and collected. Mira looked bewildered and spread her hands helplessly, indicating that she had never seen Hei Ri like this before.

Even the most oblivious person should realize that something is wrong.

Song Xingye looked in the direction of the black sun's low roar and saw a series of rustling tremors coming from above in the low, withered forest.

The thick snow on the treetops kept falling, as if a tank was crashing down the hillside.

Finally, amidst the swirling snow, a massive black shadow burst forth from the forest, emitting a heavy,

The sound of heavy, labored breathing!

Mira immediately drew her Makarov pistol, and Wang Jianxin and Ivan in the back seat also hurriedly grabbed wrenches and entrenching tools, their bodies tense.

Using the car headlights, Song Xingye squinted.

When they finally saw the true form of the enormous creature, not only he, but even the usually bold white goose Mira was terrified.

The uninvited guest was not a wild wolf as one might imagine, but it was far more troublesome and difficult to deal with than a wild wolf.

Wang Jianxin pointed a trembling finger out the window and stammered, "Holy crap—Pig—Pig Ganglie!"

Ivan was so startled that he loosened his grip, and the wrench slammed onto the chassis with a loud bang.

It was indeed a wild boar.

It burst forth from the snow, its back bulging high, like a moving black mountain of flesh, its body covered in a hard shell of resin and gravel.

Before its thick neck, two sharp fangs curled outwards like curved bayonets, gleaming with a sinister cold light in the snowy night.

It had white foam at the corner of its mouth and looked mentally unstable. Under the headlights, its front hooves slowly pawed at the snow.

The person is not good!

Song Xingye clearly felt the big black dog in his arms change from an anxious growl to a trembling whimper.

Even this Alabai mountain guard dog, which is even fiercer than a Tibetan Mastiff, dared not bark in front of the wild boar.

This is a fear that comes from the depths of one's blood.

The disparity in strength is enormous, like heaven and earth.

At this moment, Song Xingye would rather face a wild wolf than a tank.

Moreover, judging from the rustling sounds coming from the woods behind, there was probably more than one approaching.

He had witnessed the terrifying destructive power of wild boars in the Greater Khingan Mountains before.

Pigs are a delicious food, but also a terrifying animal.

Wild boars, in particular.

As the saying goes, there are no bears weighing over a thousand pounds, but there are pigs weighing over a thousand pounds.

These wild boars roam the deep mountains and forests year-round, and when they have nothing to do, they rub against the bark of pine trees. Over time, a thick layer of resin accumulates on their bodies, and with the wind and sun, it hardens into a shell over the years.

These hard shells are like armor; even if hit by a hunting rifle, it's difficult to kill them with a single shot, which shows how difficult they are to deal with.

Even a Siberian tiger would have to give way to a heavily armored tank weighing several hundred kilograms.

The creature before them, clad in thick armor and with fangs like spears, weighed at least three or four hundred kilograms, not far off from the legendary thousand-pound pig king.

Without a second thought, the opposing boar king spewed out a cloud of white mist, grunted, and charged forward!

The big black dog whimpered even louder, desperately pawing at the car door.

"Thump! Thump! Bang!"

In the vast white snow, each time the wild boar king's hooves touched the ground, a heart-pounding thud followed.

Song Xingye knew how deep the snow was here, so one could imagine how terrifyingly heavy the wild boar must be.

But they didn't dare get off the bus rashly and could only improvise.

In just four or five seconds, the wild boar king, like a cannonball, crashed into the off-road vehicle with heavy, rapid breathing!

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, the entire vehicle creaked and tilted up instantly, its several-ton body nearly being thrown off course!

The front bumper and parts flew off instantly, the hood twisted and deformed, and after a groan, the engine stalled completely, emitting a plume of white smoke.

The people in the car were jolted so badly by the impact that their internal organs felt like they were about to be thrown out. If it weren't for the seatbelts holding them in place, their heads would probably have been smashed open on the roof.

Fortunately, the wild boar charged too fiercely, and its two tusks became deeply stuck in the twisted front of the vehicle, unable to be pulled out for a while.

Upon seeing this, Mira immediately unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and fired her gun.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunfire flashed in the snowy night.

However, the first three shots were blocked by the raised hood, and sparks flew everywhere.

The fourth shot hit the Wild Boar King's thick, resinous shell, and only managed to chip off a piece of mud!

Fortunately, the fifth shot came as a divine intervention, blowing out one of the boar king's eyes.

「嗷一」

The wounded wild boar king let out a mournful howl, becoming even more ferocious, wildly shaking its head and dragging the several-ton off-road vehicle, causing it to sway back and forth in the snow.

At that moment, Song Xingye was horrified to discover that more than a dozen wild boars had rushed out from the shadows of the opposite mountain forest, their panting breaths blending together.

"Run! Back to the tech building!"

Song Xingye roared and grabbed Mira, whose magazine was empty, and they ran away.

The four of them scrambled off the car, and Hei Ri seized the opportunity to dart out as well.

But contrary to its usual behavior, the big black dog did not run away with its owner. Instead, as if it had sensed some great terror, it barked urgently at Song Xingye and Mila twice.

Then it turned and galloped south, disappearing into the snowstorm without looking back.

Wang Jianxin was dumbfounded as he ran. "Damn it, that big black dog is so disloyal. It ran away on its own."

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Song Xingye wondered, "Could this dog be trying to make me run after it?"

But there was no time to think about it now.

The one-eyed boar king behind them had broken free of its restraints and was chasing after them, its face covered in blood and filled with hatred.

If you follow a dog in the snow at this time, you will be caught up and trampled into mincemeat in less than ten minutes.

So the four of them decided to ignore the big black dog and quickly escape back to the technology building.

The wind and snow howled all the way, but fortunately the blizzard stopped for a while, as if God was giving them a break. They made it through without any dangers and didn't get lost.

They rushed into the technology building and slammed the door shut behind them.

"Block the door! Quickly!"

Song Xingye called out, instructing Wang Jianxin and Ivan to bring over all the heavy objects they could move.

Tables, chairs, and metal cabinets were piled up haphazardly at the entrance.

Mira's face turned ashen. "It's no use—with that boar king's charging power, one ramming attack would be enough to smash the door apart—"

Wang Jianxin immediately pointed to the stairs: "Go upstairs! Pig Boss can't climb stairs, can he?"

Before Mira could answer, a series of tapping sounds could be heard outside the building.

"Boom! Boom!"

The herd of wild boars has arrived.

Song Xingye glanced out the window through the crack and his heart sank.

A dark mass.

The leader was none other than the wild boar king whose left eye had been blinded.

"This thing really is the boss pig; it's the biggest one!"

Wang Jianxin gripped an entrenching tool nervously, cursing under his breath.

Ivan's face turned pale. He imagined that if his frail little body were hit, wouldn't he be crushed into mincemeat on the spot?

Song Xingye glanced at the Makarov pistol in Mira's hand and told her to aim carefully before firing, since there were so many wild boars and she needed to conserve her bullets.

Mira nodded.

Then, the wild boars outside began to stir.

The one-eyed wild boar king at the head of the herd stood out like a crane among chickens, its size more than two sizes larger than the other wild boars, and the resinous shell on its back was as rough and thick as old tree bark.

With the boar king's heavy breathing, two thick white wisps of mist spewed from its nostrils. Just standing there, the overwhelming stench was enough to make anyone uneasy.

The next second, it pushed off the ground with its hind hooves, transforming into a black cannonball once again, crashing straight into the gate!

"Splash—"

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The obstacles that everyone had painstakingly built collapsed instantly like paper, and the gate opened wide.

"Run! Get upstairs and hide!"

Song Xingye and Mira each supported one of Wang Jianxin's arms, and with the strength that burst forth from their survival instincts, they practically dragged the 180-pound chubby boy as they sprinted towards the stairs without their feet touching the ground.

Ivan, who was a little further away, scurried up the other side of the stairs in a panic.

The wild boar king rushed into the hall, shook its dizzy head, and after barely managing to find its way, huffed and puffed as it chased after the boar up the stairs.

Song Xingye never expected that the seemingly stupid wild boar could actually climb stairs.

More wild boars poured into the lobby on the first floor, at least twenty or thirty of them, all rushing and jumping up the stairs, creating the impression of a zombie siege.

Fortunately, because the Soviet-style buildings had terrazzo floors, the wild boars either slipped and fell halfway up, crashing down like bowling balls, or they pawed at the ground with their limbs, making a screeching sound before crashing headfirst into the wall.

But this can only stop them for a moment.

Taking advantage of the brief respite, the three rushed up to the second floor, still shaken, and without daring to linger, met up with Ivan and continued their frantic run to the third floor.

Finally, they plunged into a heavy storage room at the end of the corridor and slammed the iron door shut.