Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 173 Killing the Wolf (5)

Zhou Hui just glanced forward, grabbed the shotgun with both hands, raised the muzzle that touched the ground without weeds, used the shotgun as an iron rod, and smashed the barrel of the shotgun at the head of the seriously injured gray wolf that was pounced on him.

There was no other possibility, Gray Wolf fell to the ground with a single shot, unable to even fight.

Regarding this result, Zhou Hui didn't take it very seriously. Gray Wolf was severely injured by a bullet and he was slashed by him. He would die soon. It is not uncommon for him to be smashed to the ground by himself. Definitely a normal result.

Compared with this, it is even more surprising that the gray wolf can bear the pain caused by serious injuries and rush towards itself.

Looking at the trembling and broken body of the gray wolf that dyed the ground red, watching it unceasingly heaving its body and panting with difficulty, Zhou Hui suddenly opened his mouth, and said in a faint voice:
"You still want to kill me, but your clan has already abandoned you..."

Zhou Hui didn't expect it to understand his words, but he suddenly had a feeling and opened his mouth subconsciously. In fact, Gray Wolf definitely didn't respond to his voice at all, but still lay on the ground, half-squinting his dark golden eyes. This front.

Then Zhou Hui leaned the shotgun beside the tree, lifted a stone prepared in advance from under the tree, and smashed Gray Wolf to death.

After more than ten minutes, the flame decreased, and a few minutes later, the fire circle broke, and part of the flame went out, leaving a pile of black fly ash.

Seeing that the flame finally started to go out, Zhou Hui hurriedly stepped on the extinguished area and walked out of the center surrounded by the fire circle. Although he made sure that he had arranged the hay and made sure that the flame could not burn the tall trees in the center, he still felt a sense of relief surrounded by the fire circle. A palpitation.

After walking out of the circle of fire, he immediately walked towards the direction where the wolves were fleeing, and reached out to pick up the rusty machete thrown earlier. The rusty spot was stained with blood. It was unknown whether it was the blood of the gray wolf that died in the circle of fire, or the He threw it out by himself, and chopped at the blood that flowed from the faces of other wolves.

Holding the machete tightly in his right hand, he continued to walk towards the place where the wolves entered the woods, and when he passed a small tree, Zhou Hui was surprised to find fresh blood splashed on the leaves of this small tree.

Was that shot hit?

With this in mind, Zhou Hui walked forward for a few more seconds, then lowered his head again and found blood spilled on the ground.

Raising his head and looking forward, some blood splashed on the gravel, some blood rubbed on the low grass, and some blood flowed even more, directly on the ground in a small piece. These blood stains formed like The "road sign" is still an eye-catching trace, as if it can guide people or other animals to find the owner of these bloodstains.

Following these bloodstains, maybe we can really find the wolf den of the wolves!
Such an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, but Zhou Hui didn't rush to follow it, because he believed that if he was brave enough to follow up with a machete with their blood on it, the gray wolves would definitely use their sharp fangs to attack him. Come and "welcome" yourself.

Returning to the circle surrounded by black grass and ash, the flames had already burned out, leaving only a large amount of black ash surrounding the trees and the scene. Zhou Hui picked up the shotgun and climbed onto the tree, warning that there might be more people The other carnivores were attracted by the smell of blood, thinking about what to do next.

He felt that this blood might help him find the lair of wolves, which was an opportunity.

But whether they can be found is one thing, and whether they can be killed is another.

I absolutely don't have the force to fight them head-on, so I can only think of ways to ambush, but after looking for the old lair, the wolves are not blind, so they will never watch me set up a trap again and then step into it.

What's more, the wolves are cunning, if they fall into a trap once, how can they easily fall into another trap?
Furthermore, it is even possible that the wolves are smart enough to ambush themselves around the bloodstains, and if they are really ambushed...

Zhou Hui raised his head, glanced at the white sky that was not covered by the lush branches and leaves, then grabbed the handle of the knife and slashed at the branch below him.

The tough bark tied to the thick tree branch snapped, and the lamb's body fell into a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

Zhou Hui jumped off the tree, tied the shotgun to his back again, held the lamb in his right hand, and the corpse of the gray wolf he just killed and the rusty machete in his left hand, and walked slowly in one direction.

He already had another crude, risky plan in mind for the remaining wolves.

It's just that the impromptu plan is really superficial and not detailed enough. Even if it is really perfected, it will still take time. Now that things like this are discovered, today is already too late.

So he dragged the two prey he had hunted and walked towards the general direction of the lake seen from the triangular stone edge.

I hope it won't rain tomorrow... Zhou Hui tensed his arms, dragging the heavy prey, while looking around for the lake.

Although there is water in the lake, he did not go to the lake to wash the food. To say that cleaning the food is not as safe and stable as washing the food in the river next to the wooden house, he went to the lake to...

After dragging and dragging for a long time, with a little sweat dripping from his forehead, Zhou Hui finally saw the lake outside the forest in the dense forest.

found it.

Zhou Hui accelerated, stepped on the dense green grass on the ground, and walked out of the forest where the trees suddenly disappeared. As for the large lake, it was right next to the forest.

He couldn't see how big the lake was, just because it was the same as what he saw on the Triangle Rock that day. There was an illusory white mist floating on the lake, and he couldn't see anything clearly at a little distance, like a real fairyland.

The lake is also surrounded by dense dark green weeds. Unlike the artificially built ornamental lakes, the lakeside is not built with impermeable rocks, but the lake water permeates the grass. If you walk a few steps forward, you will step on it. In the grass, and then stepped into the lake.

But obviously, many of those who have been to the island before should like this lake full of mist. Zhou Hui turned around the lake for a while, and saw a row of rough wood with artificial traces lining the lake. On the side, the inner part borders the land, and the outer part borders on the inner side of the lake, crossing the weeds that permeate the lake.

His feet stepped on it, and there was a creaking sound. Looking at the wooden raft under his feet, Zhou Hui heard the creaking sound in the mist, and somehow felt that it was very similar to the ugly cry of a crow. .

After stepping on a few more feet, the wooden raft has been creaking and undulating and falling slightly. It seems that fishing here is indeed a bit dangerous in the future.

Forget it, never mind, business matters.

Zhou Hui got off the wooden raft that looked like it would collapse into the lake at any moment, walked back to the place where he had just come, and looked at the corpses on the left and the right, both of which were related to natural enemies.

(End of this chapter)