Hunting 81: Gathering Goods in the Mountains, I Spoil My Ex-Wife to the Extreme

"Woof woof woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

Several hunting dogs, following the scent left by the bear, ran wildly towards the east end of the village.

"Quick, quick, don't let that bear get away!"

"This time, we absolutely have to shoot that bear dead."

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the darkness, and the bright yellow beams of flashlights swayed wildly through the village. Every hunter was seething with anger.

At the east end of the village, hearing the increasingly close barking of dogs and shouts of humans, the bear that was running wildly out of the village panicked instantly.

If it were blocked by humans, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In his desperation, the bear lost its composure and wandered aimlessly around the village like a headless fly.

But the more it tried to run, the more disoriented it became. With the barking of dogs and shouts of humans getting closer and closer, the bear, in a moment of panic, crashed into a yard.

"Woof woof woof..."

Several hunting dogs arrived first, blocking the gate and barking incessantly.

"That bear is inside! Everyone, quickly surround this area and don't let that beast escape!"

The old hunter leader, holding a torch, shouted loudly to the hunters around him and the strong young men from the village who had come to help.

The crowd obeyed his orders and surrounded the person who had entered the bear's yard.

"Everyone, get your weapons ready. Those with guns, load them. Those without guns, grip your boar spears and machetes tightly. Keep your formation in place and don't panic. We outnumber you, that bear isn't going to get away this time."

"Old foreman, don't worry, we promise we won't let that bear leave our Guapigou Village."

"That beast killed everyone in our village, it's time for him to die."

Everyone echoed in agreement.

Hearing the commotion outside, the bear that had rushed into the yard seemed to sense its impending doom. It let out a low roar and decisively charged out of the yard.

"Woof woof woof..."

Several hunting dogs blocked the gate of the courtyard, barking frantically towards the inside.

But then, a huge black shadow, as big as a small mountain, suddenly rushed out of the yard, and the hunting dogs that were barking and blocking the gate immediately suffered.

The bear attacked with both paws, and the moment its paws struck, two hunting dogs were sent flying like kites with broken strings. They rolled to the ground and slid several meters before falling still.

Upon seeing this, the other three hunting dogs immediately barked and jumped to the side.

"The bear is out! Shoot! Shoot! Kill this beast and avenge the dead villagers!"

When the old hunter chief saw the bear rush out, he immediately ordered the hunters to fire.

The hunters nearby then realized what was happening and quickly raised their rifles and shotguns, but by then the bear had already pounced on them.

The bear charged forward, its massive body like a moving mountain. The hunters with guns were terrified and pulled the triggers in their panic. Although the bullets were fired, most of them missed the target. Only one hunter's shot from his musket landed on the bear.

However, the bear in front of them had obviously eaten voraciously before winter, and was extremely fat. The thick layer of fat on its body alone was probably more than ten centimeters long. Although the iron pellet hit the bear, it was blocked by the thick fat and did not cause any real damage.

Instead, the pain from the iron pellets hitting its body enraged the bear. It roared and charged madly toward the area with the most people.

Seeing this, the remaining three hunting dogs rushed over to fight, but were slapped to death by the bear in the snow with a few swipes.

Seeing the mad bear instantly kill three hunting dogs, both the hunters and the ordinary villagers were instantly thrown into a panic, terrified out of their wits.

"Oh my god, run! A bear is eating people!"

"Run! Run! I have a sixty-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old child to raise. I don't want to die!"

People scattered and fled, shouting in panic.

The villagers who ran fast escaped with their lives, but those who were slow were in a bad situation. They were caught by the bear and knocked down with a single slap, either passing out or coughing up blood and not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing the villagers trembling like startled birds, utterly powerless and lacking even the courage to resist, the bear grew bolder. With a roar, it pounced on the person closest to it.

"Oh my god, don't come any closer... don't... don't come any closer... ah..."

Not long after, another villager was struck by a bear.

In an instant, the village was thrown into chaos. The elderly, women, and children who were at home huddled in their houses, trembling with fear, not daring to utter a sound.

The man who had just been so proud and arrogant, declaring that he would kill the bear and avenge the two dead villagers, was now being chased by the bear and was running for his life, his screams and panicked cries mingling together.

Seeing the villagers suffering heavy casualties wherever the bear went, and the situation spiraling out of control, the old hunter hardened his heart, picked up his hunting rifle, turned back, and blocked the bear's path.

He held his gun, aimed at the charging bear, and prepared to fight to the death, determined to kill the bear.

If he could kill this bear, he could avenge the villagers who died at its hands and also enhance his prestige in the village.

Of course, if you kill this bear, it's probably worth a lot of money.

Bear skin, bear bile, and those four bear paws—these are all valuable items.

Even bear meat could probably fetch a good price.

As the saying goes, "Man dies for wealth, birds die for food," and this time, the old hunter has staked his life on it.

Seeing the bear charging towards him, getting closer and closer, when the bear was less than twenty meters away, the old leader decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two shotgun bullets were fired, but the scene of the bear being shot and falling to the ground, which one might expect, did not occur.

"roar!"

The bear let out a roar, indicating it had been shot, but the shotgun shell fired by the old foreman probably missed a vital spot and didn't cause a fatal wound.

But the bear was now completely enraged. It glanced at the tiny human not far from it and pounced on the old leader.

Seeing the bear rushing towards him, the old foreman hurriedly loaded his hunting rifle with ammunition. But by the time he finished loading the bullets, the bear was less than three meters away from him, leaving him no time to even raise his gun.

"Old foreman, run!"

"Run!"

"Old foreman..."

Some villagers shouted from a distance.

"Is this...it's going to kill me?"

Looking at the enormous bear, the old foreman's face drained of color. He gave a wry smile, already prepared to be killed by the bear.

However, just when the old foreman thought he was going to die, two flashes of light suddenly burst from the darkness not far away, and a crisp gunshot rang out. The bear that had pounced on the old foreman was baring its teeth and claws, ready to slap the tiny human in front of it to death.

But then, two more "poof" sounds followed.

In the darkness, the old foreman felt a few drops of warm liquid splash onto his face, and then the bear's massive body pressed down on him, pinning him beneath it.

In an instant, the bear's growls and howls stopped.

The villagers' panicked voices gradually faded away.

Until someone noticed something was wrong: why wasn't the bear moving?

After a long while, some of the bolder villagers shone torches or flashlights over.

Soon, they saw a bear as big as a small mountain lying straight on the ground, its bright red blood flowing out, melting the snow on the ground and staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

"Quick... quick, pull me out..."

The bear weighed at least six or seven hundred pounds, and with it pressing down on him like that, the old man was lucky to survive. Although he wasn't crushed to death, the pressure made his chest feel tight, and he almost couldn't breathe.

When he saw villagers approaching, he quickly reached out and beckoned to Cunkun to come over and help move the bear off him.

"Old foreman, is that bear... dead?"

But the villagers still dared not approach, fearing that the bear was feigning death to lure them over.

"I'm...I'm dead, come quick...I can't breathe."

The old leader said.

Only then did the villagers muster their courage to come over, and they hurriedly moved the bear away, allowing the old man to catch his breath.

"Who fired that shot?"

After taking a deep breath, the old foreman finally felt himself come back to life.

Although his whole body was still aching, killing this bear was a big deal, so he quickly stood up, looked around, and asked.

"I killed him."

In the darkness, Li Yunshan walked over carrying his Mosin-Nagant rifle.

"Li Yunshan? You're the one who killed this beast?"

The old leader didn't believe it, and many others didn't dare to believe it either.

They watched Li Yunshan walk out of the darkness, taking about several dozen steps, which meant that when he fired the shot, the distance between him and the bear was probably much greater, at least more than a hundred meters.

At a distance of over 100 meters, it would still be possible to hit a bear during the day.

But it's nighttime now, pitch black everywhere, and so far away, no one would believe Li Yunshan if he said he killed the bear.

"Two 7.62mm bullets, one hit the bear in the forehead and the other in the heart. We'll find out whether I killed this bear or not in a bit."

Li Yunshan appeared very confident, mainly because he was confident in the Mosin-Nagant rifle in his hand.

After the barrel was changed, Li Yunshan could feel that the accuracy of the shot had indeed improved by more than one level.

Seeing Li Yunshan's confident demeanor, everyone, from the old leader to the others, exchanged bewildered glances.

If Li Yunshan is so confident, could it be that he really killed this bear?

"Don't believe me? In the entire Guapigou Village, only I use a gun with 7.62mm caliber bullets. Most of you use shotguns with 12-gauge bullets."