Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 167
Looking at the little piggy who was like a child's toy, held in his palm, but still sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, without the slightest awareness of "being threatened with his life", Zhou Hui suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

However, the object of the trouble was not the little pig whose fate had been caught by him by the back of the neck, but this man-made wooden house covered with withered grass, which was obviously used by wild boars as a nest.

If he went to a house without any animals as his "home", it would be fine, probably there wouldn't be wild boars blocking the door all the time, waiting for him to come out, but the place he escaped into was the wild boar's lair, which meant that he directly took His home has been taken over. Could it be that the wild boars outside the house would "persuade me with kind words" and warmly welcome me out so that I can leave safely?
Glancing at the wild boar that was still awake after such a long time, Zhou Hui thought silently in his heart that it should be said that it was worthy of being a pig. He shot three times outside the house and chopped a few times at the door. The wild boar he chopped was miserable. The cry is loud and clear, it's all like this, it hasn't woken up yet...

So he let go of the little pig that felt fat and soft to the touch. Whether it was grilled or thrown directly into an iron pot for cooking, the meat would probably be very soft and tender.

With a very small muffled sound, the piglet that fell on the ground immediately bounced up like a ball, rolled in the haystack, and let out a young and confused cry.

Looking at the piggy who couldn't see clearly in the dark, Zhou Hui was amused by this weird reaction, and the next second, the smile on the corner of his mouth quickly disappeared until it disappeared.

Then he reached out and picked up the rusty machete still stained with boar's blood.

The right hand held the handle of the machete tightly, and the left hand pressed the awakened piglet firmly on the haystack, pressing firmly, and the sound of the tender cry was full of panic.

Zhou Hui was half squatting, his face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

The next moment, the cold machete that was raised in the dim light, revealing a large piece of rust and blood on it, fell into the darkness.

In the dim wooden house, with the muffled sound of iron knives squeezed into the flesh, a young, slightly piercing wild boar scream suddenly sounded, which was extremely loud in the dark and quiet environment.

Hearing the screams in his ears, Zhou Hui raised the iron knife again without any hesitation, and raised it to the faint white light above his head, exposing more blood donations on the rust.

The machete with more blood stuck to it fell, and the screams of the wild boar cub disappeared in vain.

At the same time, the sound of banging on the wooden door and humming sounded from outside the wooden house at the rear. Zhou Hui didn't know if there was any anxiety in the voice outside the door, and he didn't want to hear it. Turning his gaze to the weeds on the ground, Yoyo just woke up his brother because of the sound just now.

Then, he walked over there.

The raised machete fell again, and the fallen blood knife was raised again. After repeating this three times, the screams disappeared, leaving only the corpse of a young pig that might have been born less than two days old in the darkness.

Swish hacked to death the two piglets in the house who did not pose any threat or danger to him, but Zhou Hui didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He just thought of the question of whether wild boars have the habit of avenging their own clan. If so, then It would be bad if the "parents" of the two brothers hated them more.

Since he wanted to survive on this island, he had to kill all the other large carnivores. It was impossible for him to let wild boars live on this island in order to reduce killing.

Since the adult wild boars cannot be killed, they should be killed from a small place. If two young wild boars are killed, there will be two less strong adult wild boars in the future. It is also great to reduce the number of wild boars a little.

I believe that herbivores also want all carnivores to die. I believe that if wild carnivores encounter food, they will not care whether the prey is a cub or not, and think about whether it would be bad to eat it like this.

Zhou Hui turned around, looked at the slightly shaken solid wooden door, and heard a little sad roar outside the wooden door. After thinking for a while, he took off the shotgun attached to the rough wooden handle.

But he didn't reach out to push the door open.

Without a shotgun as a "lock", the wooden door is as solid as a human being, Zhou Hui has to use some strength to push the door, let alone a wild boar who has strength but does not have the right "hand" to open the wooden door up.

Zhou Hui raised the shotgun, checked with his right hand stained with warm blood whether it was loaded, and after confirming that it was loaded, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the pit and trembled, but he couldn't open the wooden door no matter what:
"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and faint blue smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun in the deep darkness, and a bullet hole was punched in the wooden door, revealing a faint white light inside.

At the same time, there was the piercing howling of the wild boar outside the door, which was as piercing as fingernails scratched on a blackboard.

Zhou Hui nodded in satisfaction, squatted down, and cast his gaze to the bright world outside through the newly destroyed bullet hole.

The first thing I saw was an injured wild boar jogging with its injured and bleeding body, and then I saw several other wild boars running around without any injuries, and disappeared in the "sight" in the blink of an eye.

If they are facing weak creatures that can be seen and besieged, then they will probably do so, but in the face of an "attack" that appears from nowhere, it is a pity that wild boars and other weak creatures have no What a difference.

Zhou Hui's heart skipped a beat as he looked inside the wooden house, instinctively feeling that this was an opportunity!What he didn't expect before was that even a herd of wild boars would be shot and run around, and they couldn't find the north. In fact, it was just that he led himself into a wrong way of thinking, and regarded them all as his "enemies" first. "

Of course they are "enemies" sooner or later, but he forgot that no matter how powerful a creature is, it will run away if it encounters a wrong situation. No wild animal will be very courageous. The danger of genocide, rush forward recklessly.

After waiting for a while, he guessed that they should have run far enough, so Zhou Hui picked up the iron knife and shotgun, and stretched out his hand to forcefully push open the wooden door.

The wooden door was in disrepair for a long time, and it was a bit difficult to push, but until the wooden door was completely opened, there was no extreme danger of wild boars besieging outside, and he was the only one standing silently at the door.

The outside of the wooden house was desolate, there was no wild boar, only a bloody wild boar corpse lying quietly on the grass far away, because the distance was so far away, its appearance was a little blurry, and it was just placed there alone.

After looking around to make sure there was no danger around, Zhou Hui raised the gun in his hand, and finally looked back into the wooden house.

Because the wooden door was completely pushed open, the outside sunlight directly shone into the wooden house, piercing the darkness inside, revealing the corpses of two young wild boars, their young bodies lying on the grass, motionless.

(End of this chapter)