The lion goes wandering

Chapter 16 Firefight "White Orangutan" (2)
The big lion is worthy of being a very scheming lion. This move is extremely ferocious and has a great deterrent effect. The group of orangutan-like things turned into a group of puppets in an instant, and they were stunned.

This is what the big lion wanted. It twisted its waist in the air and adjusted its position a little, then accurately landed on the head of the "white gorilla", sweeping its paws towards his slender neck. The "white gorilla" screamed and fell down like a log.So far, things are going exactly as the big lion envisioned.When the "white orangutan" fell, the big lion predicted with certainty that the other orangutan-like things would immediately be frightened out of their wits, and only regretted that their parents lost two legs, fled back to the betel nut forest, and climbed up the treetops Never dared to come down again.

The big lion waited for the group of orangutan-like things to turn around and run for their lives. It was unnecessary and impossible to throw them all down.It was going to send them off with a few menacing growls behind them as they ran wildly.After they escaped, it could calmly slaughter the "white orangutan".

The big lion waited for a few seconds, and to his surprise, the orangutan-like thing didn't turn and run for his life as he expected, and they quickly recovered from the shock.A black man with a wooden crossbow jumped on the wounded white man and covered the white man's body with his own body. Two other black men held up spears and poked at it. He unloaded the black and shiny double-barreled shotgun from his shoulder.

Although the giant lion has little experience, he has also experienced many hunting scenes. He has never seen such a united and friendly animal, whether it is an orangutan, a hyena, or an antelope.When attacked by natural enemies, if a certain individual is injured and falls to the ground, other individuals will immediately scatter. Not only will they not come to save their lives, but they will also secretly rejoice, because after the natural enemies capture the prey, they will stop chasing and chasing the prey. When an individual dies, it means that other individuals are saved.Only the mother with cubs will come to the rescue when the cubs are in trouble.The big lion vaguely felt that the group of orangutans in front of him were by no means ordinary orangutans, they were different from any animals it had ever seen, and it might be difficult to deal with them.

Just as the big lion was in a daze, a spear pierced its shoulder blade, and another spear pierced its front leg, causing it to shiver from the pain.These orangutan-like things have weak claws and not sharp enough teeth, so they use sticks and shiny things instead of their minions.

In the eyes of humans, spears and crossbows are cold weapons; in the eyes of big lions, spears and crossbows are claws and teeth extended by humans.

A hole was pierced through the shoulder blade of the big lion, and a hole was also opened in the bend of the front leg, bleeding gurglingly.It flew into a rage, swung one to the left, and threw a spear into the air; pressed to the right, and snapped the other spear.It roared, ready to leap into the air, and throw down this group of hateful orangutan-like things.At this time, another "white orangutan" raised its double-barreled shotgun, pointing its black muzzle directly at the giant lion's head.The big lion sneered in his heart, the two sharp spears just now couldn't do anything to it, does it still care about a short stick that is only one-third the length of the spear?

The big lion has never seen a shotgun. No matter how developed and intelligent its head is, it cannot imagine the power of a shotgun.It only felt that the short stick in the hand of the "white gorilla" was very beautiful. The black barrel of the gun was painted a layer of bright red by the setting sun, and the flickering light blinded it a little.One thing he can be sure of is that there is no sharp point like a spearhead on that beautiful short stick. Even if it hits itself, it will not cause much harm. At the same time, its claws can also snap off the slender neck of the "white orangutan".

Vomit—woof—woof—woof—behind the rocky beach came the majestic roar of the lion and the panicked barking of the hounds. When something attacked, it drove off the annoying dog and came to reinforce it.

The big-headed lion is more courageous and confident, and leaps forward fearlessly.Its body just left the ground, boom!There was thunder on the ground, and the beautiful short stick in the hand of the "white orangutan" made a loud noise, and a cloud of milky white smoke burst out. The big lion only felt that his body was pushed violently by a giant claw with infinite strength. , fell heavily to the ground, a hole was drilled in the chest, and blood flowed out like a small river.The trapped beast is still struggling, it struggles to stand up, and wants to pounce on it again, boom!The short stick breathed fire and lightning again, its stomach was pierced, its four claws became limp, and it could no longer stand up.

In an instant, the big lion understood that the beautiful short stick in the "white gorilla"'s hand was a symbol of death and the incarnation of the devil. It could breathe fire and lightning, and could drill out invisible claws and fangs, easily tearing the lion's flesh. , to crush the bones of lions.For the first time, it has the concept of "human". Although it looks a lot like an orangutan, it is not an orangutan, but something much more powerful than an orangutan. They have short sticks with claws and fangs. against them.

It's a pity that it realized it too late, it was fatally wounded, its blood was about to drain, its body was cooling down gradually, and it was almost on the threshold of death.

A black man picked up the spear that had been thrown away by the big lion, and poked it a few times on the neck, probably to test whether it was really immobile.Puff, puff, puff, the spear point pierced into its cervical spine, it shook its head feebly, it had lost the sense of pain, it just felt a little numb.

Wow, the white man skillfully loaded bullets into the double-barreled shotgun.

Vomit—vomit—Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon appeared on the rocky beach, witnessed this tragic scene, and roared to rush over to help the big lion.

The white man raised his double-barreled shotgun and took aim at the peach eyes and the red streamer.

The sun was sinking behind the horizon, and the heavy purple dusk was spreading, and a flock of crows flew over the rocky beach.

The big-headed lion was still very clear-headed, and it knew that not to mention two half-sized male lions, even twenty adult male lions would never be able to defeat the beautiful short stick in the white man's hand.If Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon really wanted to pounce on them, they would be moths pounced on the flames, killing themselves.

If the big-headed lion wasn't fatally wounded, and there was still hope for rescue, and a glimmer of life, he certainly hoped that they would risk their lives to come to the rescue; When competing with the black rhino for precious water in the Tia Desert, it betrayed its scarred face, so it would not hesitate to leave life to itself and death to its brothers.

The problem now is that it is dead, and they can only die in vain to save it, a meaningless sacrifice.No matter how selfish the big lion is, it is not enough to ask two brothers to accompany it to be buried; it will do things that harm "people" and benefit itself, but it will not do things that harm "people" and benefit itself.It still has a breath, it wants to prevent peach blossom eyes and red ribbons from coming to die.The big-headed lion raised its neck with difficulty, opened its mouth wide, took its last breath into its dantian, and roared forcefully.Aww, vomit—a ball of hot blood poured from the chest to the throat, and with the roar, it splashed from its mouth, and a huge flower of blood bloomed in the air. .

——Don't come here, there are invisible claws and fangs hidden in the beautiful short stick!

——Come on, they are not orangutans, they are much better than orangutans!
Peach Blossom Eye and Red Ribbon stopped in time and stopped jumping.The white man slammed the double-barreled shotgun, boom boom!The shot flew close to the scalps of Peach Blossom Eye and Red Ribbon, and hit a rock behind them, the gravel flew, and the flakes that bounced back scratched Peach Blossom Eye's buttocks.It's so dangerous, if there is no reminder and obstruction from the big lion, they would have fallen down at this moment.

If they stay here any longer, they will fall into a pool of blood like a giant lion.They looked at each other, turned around and ran away.The hunting dog became arrogant again, chasing after him fiercely.Shotguns fired continuously, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the evening mist.Fortunately, it was dark and visibility was getting worse.The hunting dog was afraid of being ambushed, and stopped after chasing for a while, and the shotgun repeatedly emptied.

Hearing the sound of Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon getting away safely, the big lion heaved a long sigh of relief.Blame myself for being too clever, mistaking the human being who is the ruler of the heaven and the earth and the essence of the universe as an ordinary orangutan, and made a terrible and irreparable mistake.Another cloud of blood bubbled up its throat, making it unable to breathe.Alas, it is said that the lion is the king of the prairie. This sentence is actually problematic. It cannot withstand strict scrutiny. The lion is no match for a human who looks like an orangutan and walks on two legs. It should be changed to human beings. The king of the prairie.It struggled to pant and cough, and the blood froth stuck in its throat was cleared, overflowing from the corner of its mouth, and its breathing suddenly became smooth.It closed its eyes wearily and fell asleep forever.

In the middle of the night, in the midst of owls' screaming, Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon trembled back to the rocky beach in fear, but the people, dogs and lions had long since disappeared.Where the big lion fell to death, the blood had been absorbed by the dry gravel, and only a faint smell of blood could be smelled.They lie on the place where the big lion was martyred, gently rubbing their cheeks on the ground to express their condolences.If there is no roar of crying blood from the big lion, they will become the ghosts under the shotgun just like the big lion.

Alas, I thought that Nawan Alba was a peaceful and fertile land, a pasture for angels, and a paradise for lions. Unexpectedly, there was still a bloody disaster.I hope that such terrible animals as humans are rare, and I will never see them again in this life, Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon prayed silently.

They don't want to see people again, but people don't want to let them go easily.

At dawn, they became the targets of people's encirclement and suppression.Groups of hounds, many whites and blacks, surrounded the big green trees where they perched like nets.

They can be regarded as having learned how to walk on two legs.Not to mention people, just those hounds that obey people's commands are enough for them to drink a pot.These hounds have very sharp noses, no matter they drill in the airtight bushes or climb up the big green trees with criss-cross branches, they can smell their scent, find their traces, and then bark to call the police, attracting all Armed crowd.

"Quick, the man-eating lion is over there!"

"Be careful, don't let them hurt anyone again!"

How did they know that once an animal is charged with cannibalism, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death.

Under the guidance of the hounds, people surrounded the bushes where they were hiding, and the branches and leaves were flying and the dust was flying.Once the gunpowder scorched the mane on Taohuayan's neck and almost drilled a hole in its head. They had no choice but to jump out of the bushes and run desperately along the river bank.

The number and density of human beings is beyond their imagination.There are hunting teams encircling them everywhere, and people walking upright on two legs holding beautiful short sticks can be seen everywhere.After escaping from the pursuit of this group of people and this group of dogs, he fell into the encirclement of that group of people and that group of dogs.This is a hundred times more difficult than avoiding the expulsion of lions in Rollian Prairie.

Although the semi-big male lions were not welcome in the Luo Lian prairie, they were chased and killed by this group of lions and chased away by that group of lions for a while, but in the crocodile-infested Sischa swamp, among the group of A lions and the group of B lions Between the territories of the group, they can always find a place to catch their breath and rest their feet.Here, there seems to be no territorial boundary between this group and that group, and there is no swamp that they can't go to. As long as they want to, as long as the hounds have the strength to run, they will keep chasing them and drive them to the shit. .

From sunrise to sunset, from morning to evening, I don't know how far I have run, and the barking of hunting dogs can still be heard all around, but I still can't get rid of the entanglement of humans.

They were exhausted and couldn't run anymore. They saw a small island in the middle of the lake covered with reeds taller than people, so they jumped into the water and swam over, got into the depths of the reeds, and lay down in the low-lying area. At any rate, there is a temporary hiding place.

After a while, more than a dozen people chased to the river with five or six dogs.The dogs barked at the island in the middle of the lake, running around like ants on a hot pot.

Maybe it was because it was getting dark and afraid of being attacked by lions, maybe it was because they couldn’t find the boat for a while, and they had to swim through a river channel more than ten meters wide and they were worried that they would be attacked by crocodiles. When the island in the middle of the lake came to search, the dog did not have the courage to leave people and jump into the river infested with crocodiles and climb to the island in the middle of the lake to find out the truth.

As night fell, the dozen or so people murmured for a while, lined up on the shore, and fired a dozen shotguns at the reeds on the island in the middle of the lake.The bullets burrowed into the reeds like migratory locusts, and pushed a large piece of reeds bald like a haircut.Fortunately, Peach Blossom Eye and Red Ribbon were lying in the depression, covered by ant mounds and mounds in front of them, so they were not injured by the bullets, but they were also scared enough.They buried their faces in the sand, not daring to breathe.

"After fighting for a long time, there was no movement at all. I'm afraid I made a mistake. The man-eating lion didn't go to the island at all. Don't waste bullets." A black man in a suit said.

"The man-eating lion is very cunning, don't be careless." The white man who was scratched by the big lion yesterday said, "Set a fire and burn those reeds!"

Two blacks tied turpentine torches to crossbow bolts to make primitive rockets and shot them towards the island in the middle of the lake.The dry reeds were quickly ignited and burned vigorously.

Human beings are really scary, not only can they command dogs with ease, but they can also direct fire at will!
The billowing smoke was blown by the wind, and rushed towards the peach blossom eyes and the red streamer, so that they couldn't open their eyes, and choked them so much that they wanted to cough.All wild animals are instinctively afraid of fire. Fires often break out in African savannahs during the dry season. When wildfires occur, no matter whether they are herbivores or carnivores, whether they are reptiles or birds, they will panic and run away into the distance.The wind helped the fire, and the flames of the prairie fire rushed up from behind. Those who ran fast escaped the catastrophe by chance, while those who ran slowly were buried in the sea of ​​flames.

Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon wanted to jump up, turn around and run away from the relentless flames.But they knew that if they stood up, the men and the dogs would see them in the bright firelight, and the nifty cudgels would gnaw them to pieces with invisible talons and fangs.They didn't dare to stand up and run, and they didn't dare to cough, so they had to endure the torment of the smoke, and they were almost suffocated.

The flames became more and more rampant, jumping, spinning, and screaming, like thousands of poisonous snakes dancing carnivally, illuminating the island brightly, amidst the shouts of people and the barking of dogs, Approach them quickly.If you still hide in place, it will burn them into a fireball in a few minutes.Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon could only crawl on their stomachs, scratching the ground with four claws, and slowly backed away.Flames ate away at the reeds in front of them.A gust of wind blew, and a flame, like a big orange grasshopper, jumped onto the face of the red ribbon, scorching the fluff and silver-white beard on its face, emitting a burnt smell, burning It made it roll and crawl to dodge backwards.The situation here at Taohuayan is also very bad, the wire of fire bends into an arc and sweeps towards it from the side, almost roasting it.

Plop, thank God, just when the flames were about to engulf them, their hind legs stepped on the water, oh, they had retreated to the edge of the island in the middle of the lake.

Peach Blossom Eyes and Red Ribbon quickly soaked their bodies in the river, only showing their lips, eyes and ears.The water in this area is a bit deep, and the current is a bit fast. Their sharp fingers and claws tightly grasped the pebbles at the bottom of the river, which made them barely stand firm in the rushing water.The clear water spread over their backs, and the burning feeling disappeared immediately, no matter how fierce the flames were, they could not hurt them anymore.

The crocodiles swimming in the river were so frightened that they didn't know where to hide when they saw the flames soaring into the sky. They didn't have to worry about being attacked by the crocodiles.

The reeds on the island quickly burned out, and the flames became smaller and smaller, and finally went out, leaving behind a field of flickering ashes.

The man and the dog, who found nothing, evacuated from the shore angrily.

(End of this chapter)