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Chapter 4: Fighting alone against a pack of wolves

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    With the pre-battle trial by these two wolves, the wolves were temporarily frightened. They finally understood that the thing held in the hands of this two-legged, hairless animal that walked upright was not something to be trifled with and was definitely not a toy.

    Although the wolves retreated a few steps, they did not leave. Instead, they wandered around uneasily, making low and sharp hissing sounds from time to time.

    Cheng Chong just entered the guard post and gasped for air. When he turned around to take a look, a terrifying scene that he could remember for a lifetime appeared.

    "But all the wolves pounced on the two wolves who were shot and fell to the ground in an instant. Instead of rescuing their companions, they went to snatch their companions with cruelty, that's right!  Just grabbing food.

    The wolf that had been shot in both hind legs and fell to the ground was not even dead and was still howling, but was eaten by the pack of wolves until only a little bit of blood and residue was left.  What is devouring, what is devouring alive, what is dripping with blood, this is what is serious.

    Competition and survival in nature are so cruel and ruthless, and wolves are even worse.

    Cheng Chong looked at the very bloody scene in front of him in horror, and then thought of his extremely dangerous situation. The wolves are so cruel to their own kind, let alone to strangers.

    Cheng Chong was still gasping for air. The air on the plateau was thin, less than 40% of that on the flat ground. The desperate struggle just now had consumed almost all of his physical energy.  He hurriedly checked his body. Fortunately, only his cotton-padded clothes were torn by the wolf's claws, and his body was not injured.

    Being injured on the plateau, even a small injury, is enough to cause trouble. The wound is easily infected and suppurated, and sometimes it lasts for several months.

    Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Cheng Chong was still frightened.

    However, at least he is safe for the time being. What he needs most now is to wait, because as soon as the gunshots are fired, the comrades in the entire checkpoint, no matter how deep they sleep, it is time to wake up.  It's just that God is thundering to his heart's content at this time. My sleeping comrades must not mistake such crisp and flawless gunshots for dull thunder.

    After the wolves finished eating their companions, they still did not leave. Instead, they gathered around them in unison, with ferocious faces, grinning at Cheng Chong, and bluffing and scaring them.  It will be as ugly as it is ugly, and it will be as permeable as it is permeable to people.

    wait!  long wait!

    In fact, only two or three minutes have passed since Cheng Chong fired his first shot, but Cheng Chong feels as if half a century has passed.

    How to drive away these damn wolves?  What are wolves afraid of? What are wolves afraid of?

    Cheng Chong was so anxious that he walked around the post, asking himself repeatedly.

    correct!  Are you afraid of fire?  I remember that squad deputy Ma Xiaodong seemed to have told me that I thought he was talking nonsense at that time. Veterans just like to make up nonsensical stories to scare the recruits, but why not give it a try now.

    But, what to burn?  You can't just give up the outpost where you can stay!  Besides, this outpost has only glass walls, so it can¡¯t be lit!

    Cheng Chong reached out and took out the lighter from his coat pocket, and then his thoughts came to him, yes!  The military coat I'm wearing is good, just click on the coat I'm wearing.

    This thick military coat and fire are like chocolate and music on a rainy day. They go together instantly. It is a must-have item for setting fires at home!

    This trick was indeed effective. The wolves panicked when they saw the fire, and immediately fled in all directions. They actually ran faster than rabbits, eh!  It seems that they are inherently faster than rabbits, otherwise why would they always bully other people's innocent little white rabbits?

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why such ferocious wolves are afraid of fire. Perhaps their ancestors have suffered deeply from wildfires and thus recorded and inherited this memory.

    With a roar, the flames suddenly burst into flames, but the space inside the post was small and closed in all directions. The air on the plateau was already thin. If the coat had been allowed to fully burn inside the post, then without the wolves attacking, Cheng Chong would have suffocated to serve his country and become immortal.  .

    Cheng Chong knew the dangers here, so he quickly opened the gate of the outpost and threw the burning coat out.  Unfortunately, the strong wind outside seemed to be blowing hard at the moment. It was blowing so wildly that the burning coat flew dozens of meters away in a moment and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

    I'm going!  Isn¡¯t this busy work in vain?

    Cheng Chong¡¯s work was indeed in vain. Less than half a minute after the burning coat disappeared, these damn wolves gathered around him again.  And it seemed even more ferocious than before.

    Cheng Chong was angry. This stubborn recruit Danzi was angry, completely angry!Damn it!  It's not over yet. You really think I'm easy to bully, don't you?  Do you really think I'm afraid of you?  bring it on!  Since you must come to die, I will play with you!  Whoever runs or retreats is a fucking coward.  I don¡¯t let you have a taste, and you think you are uncle, ugh!  I am easy to bully, the military master. Let you beasts see the true style of the Chinese military master.

    Cheng Chong held the Bayi rifle in front of his chest again. Although there were no bullets in the magazine, there was still a spur.  This August 1st rifle spur is dual-purpose. It is a spur when attached to the gun, but it is an exquisite dagger when taken off.

    The Bayi Army bayonet consists of a bayonet, a scabbard, and a lanyard.  There are longitudinal reinforced ribs on both sides of the blade. There are deep blood grooves on both sides of the ribs. The surface is plated with milky white chrome, but the handle is made of brown plastic.  Although it is not as popular and prestigious as the 56 Mitsubishi Army Spur, the Bayi Army Spur is still very easy to use.

    Although Cheng Chong¡¯s skills with guns are average at present, he is an authentic master with knives.

    Since he was a child, he has been influenced by Hong Kong's Young and Dangerous movies, which are not suitable for children, and he has fallen in love with playing with knives.  There is nothing he can do about it. He can only play with knives, not guns, because if you play with guns, you will be caught and put in a cell. And if you want to play with guns, it's okay!  Ordinary people across the country don't have that much money.

    The place where Cheng Chong was born was rich in bandits a few decades ago and was famous throughout the country.  Later, through the selfless care of the government and the army, as well as waves of reaching out to the masses, practical problems were solved for the local people.

    Bandits are basically extinct, but it¡¯s unclear when gangsters started to appear again and gangsters abounded.  I don¡¯t know if this is a genetic mutation, but it¡¯s a pity that the biology teacher has never taught me this.

    On the streets, there are half-grown gangsters wandering around everywhere. They don¡¯t have a dime in their pockets, but they are all very good at it, and they are very arrogant.  They walk without looking at the road, with their nostrils piercing the sky. If you dare to take action, they will take action, and they will never be lenient.

    Since he was ten years old, Cheng Chong has often carried a half-foot-long knife on his body. He often takes it out to play with and calls it self-defense.  In fact, he didn't use the blade to defend himself very often. Most of the time, he used it to peel fruits.

    This blade in his hand had a brilliant record. In a group of dozens of street gangsters, he entered and exited several times, injuring seven or eight others, but he was not injured at all.  I really walked through thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touched me.  Much like Zhao Zilong's bravery and spirit at Changbanpo.

    Of course, these are all things of the past.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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