Reborn in 1985, starting from the mountains of Northwest China

The next day passed quickly as the three brothers prepared for their respective tasks.

Chen Feng practically grew up with Zhang Tiechui, eventually becoming familiar with every part of the firearm, learning maintenance and simple repairs, and also learning some old sayings and taboos about traveling in the mountains during winter.

Zhang Tiechui didn't talk much, but he taught with all his heart. Before leaving, he even gave him a small packet of his own homemade anti-frostbite powder.

Chen Feng hid the gun, which he had re-wrapped in an old raincoat, and a few simple tools in a secluded corner of his woodshed. He would always take a look at them and touch them before going to sleep to feel at ease.

Three days later, the rooster crowed for the first time, but it was still dark.

Chen Jun, carrying a satchel and a knife, quietly entered Chen Feng's courtyard.

The two exchanged a glance in the cold wind and picked up the things they had prepared.

They didn't wake the child, and only nodded to Lin Xiu who was waiting at the door.

Lin Xiu handed them warm dry rations and whispered a reminder to be careful.

The two brothers, carrying snow, hurried into the mountains.

Chen Lin also got up early and stood in his yard, watching the direction they left in.

The cold wind was blowing on him; he was bent over, but he stood very steadily.

In the woods, Chen Feng led the way, his steps quick and light.

Chen Jun followed closely behind him, scanning his surroundings warily.

As dawn broke, the snow reflected a cool, clear light.

The two walked along the ravine for about half an hour when Chen Feng suddenly stopped.

He crouched down and carefully examined the snow.

Several faint hoof prints stretched into the bushes ahead.

Ta Xue also came closer, sniffing the snow in several places with its nose, making a very soft "purring" sound in its throat, and wagging its tail more vigorously.

"It's a roe deer, fresh."

Chen Feng lowered his voice and spoke to Chen Jun, while gently patting Taxue's back to signal it to be quiet.

Chen Jun also squatted down to examine it, and nodded: "There's more than one."

The two people and the dog followed the footprints, moving forward quietly.

The tracks on the snow were clear, with messy hoof prints, indicating that the roe deer had just stopped here, searching for withered grass and tender shoots under the snow.

Instead of sniffing excitedly, Ta Xue lowered its body, almost touching the snow, and moved forward slowly and steadily following the scent, like a silent guide.

Chen Feng pushed aside the dead branches blocking his path, making as gentle a movement as possible.

The snowflakes nimbly slipped past his feet.

Chen Jun followed diagonally behind him, his right hand resting on the handle of the machete at his waist, his gaze sharp.

The mountain forest was exceptionally quiet in the early morning, with only the soft crunching of boots and dog paws on the snow.

After crossing a small earthen slope, there is a relatively open, leeward, gentle slope in front of you.

Sparse shrubs and a few low, crooked pine trees dotted the landscape, and the traces of the snow being turned over on the ground were even more obvious.

Chen Feng stopped and hid behind a large larch tree, peeking out slightly to observe.

Chen Jun squatted down beside him in tacit agreement and followed his gaze.

In the middle of the gentle slope, near a thicket of thorns, two grayish-yellow figures were buried in the snow, working on something.

They were two roe deer, one large and one small.

They seemed very focused, their ears occasionally twitching.

Chen Feng's heart rate quickened slightly, but his hand gripping the gun butt remained unusually steady.

He slowly and gently took the shotgun off his shoulder.

The cold, metallic touch made him more focused.

He knelt on one knee, rested the gun on the tree trunk, and slowly aimed the muzzle at the larger, darker-colored roe deer.

Chen Jun silently drew his machete, bent over, and, using the terrain and bushes for cover, began to maneuver to the left.

Ta Xue's gaze followed Chen Jun's movements closely, its ears turned in that direction, as if trying to understand its master's tactics.

The distance is approximately thirty meters.

The roe deer seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped nudging the snow, raised its head, and looked around warily.

Its big, wet eyes rolled around blankly, and its ears stood straight up.

Chen Feng held his breath and tightened his index finger on the trigger slightly.

The smaller roe deer was still chewing on grass roots, seemingly oblivious to its surroundings.

"Thump, thump."

All Chen Feng could hear was his own heartbeat.

Almost simultaneously, Chen Feng pulled the trigger he had already prepared!

"Bang--!"

The deafening gunfire shattered the snow!

The smell of gunpowder filled the air.

The large roe deer immediately fell to its side.

A perfect shot!

The other roe deer was terrified and turned to flee in a panic.

Ta Xue darted out the moment the gun went off!

It chased after the fleeing roe deer, leading Chen Feng in pursuit!

Chen Feng held the shooting position for two seconds, and only after confirming that the prey had fallen did he slowly lower the muzzle of his gun.

He glanced in the direction of Ta Xue and thought to himself with approval.

Before I could say anything, I followed in the footsteps of Ta Xue and ran in one direction.

Chen Lin didn't chase after it, but carefully walked to the side of the fallen roe deer—the two had already agreed that one would hunt it down and the other would clean up the mess.

The frightened roe deer had already fled in panic.

Instead of fleeing straight into the depths of the dense forest, it swooped down the gentle slope toward a relatively sparse birch grove, trying to use the tree trunks to conceal itself.

This is the opportunity!

Chen Feng stared intently at Ta Xue's lithe black figure.

He strode through the woods, the snow crunching under his feet.

Breath condenses into white mist in the cold air.

He knew he could never outrun a frightened roe deer.

But he could read the signals that the snow was conveying.

Walking in the snow is not about blindly chasing after something.

While disturbing the roe deer, it used its calls to signal to him when to turn and where the roe deer was...

Chen Feng focused his attention on the road beneath his feet and the guide ahead.

The roe deer was forced to constantly change its route due to the snow.

It tried to rush down the steep slope next to it and disappear into the bushes.

But snow always manages to block it first, forcing it to turn to more unfavorable terrain.

Chen Feng's lungs were burning with pain.

He forced himself to adjust his breathing, maintain his pace, and kept his eyes fixed on the direction he was running through the snow.

He was waiting for a moment that was close enough and secure enough—an opportunity created by Ta Xue.

Suddenly, Ta Xue's barking became unusually high-pitched and sharp!

A hurried thud of footsteps in the snow and the snapping of tree branches came from ahead.

Chen Feng felt a chill and suddenly accelerated, rushing through a patch of bushes.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

It was a small, snow-covered valley in the mountains.

The little roe deer is trapped in the middle of the depression!

It panicked and tried to break out from all directions.

But the snow-covered path gives it no chance whatsoever, precisely blocking its path every time it tries to break through.

The roe deer's speed advantage is completely negated in confined spaces and under a clever encirclement.

It was forced to circle in vain in the depression, panting heavily, its eyes filled with terror.

It's now!

Chen Feng abruptly stopped at the edge of the depression.

He knelt on one knee, his shoulder pressed firmly against the butt of the gun.

The gun barrel was steadily pointed at the trapped, constantly moving yellow figure.

The distance is less than twenty meters.