HLnovel Chapter 371 Falcon and its partners take down the snow leopard
Chapter 371 Falcon and its partners take down the snow leopard
Chen Xiangqian's greatest fear was encountering the Weasel spirit. He was terrified that a weasel would suddenly stand up on two legs beside him, bow with its hands clasped, and ask, "Do you think I'm a human or a god?"
The thought of it gave him goosebumps; it couldn't be human, nor could it be a god. Either way, it would bring Huang Daxian's revenge.
He closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, quickly bowed, and cried out, "Amitabha. Great Immortal, please spare me. You look like a very beautiful young woman with blond hair."
After he finished speaking, he cautiously opened his eyes and glanced at the ground. Hey!
There is no Wong Tai Sin.
He was secretly delighted, feeling that his argument had succeeded and victory was in sight.
"Haha! What kind of weasel spirit is he? He's just a mortal after all, who loves to hear sweet words and whose mouth is as sweet as honey. I never thought I'd run into a female weasel spirit today. This is exactly what I like, and I've made her very happy."
Just as he was feeling smug, he suddenly heard a gunshot ring out in the distance, shattering the silence.
He let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that Li Ju'an had fired a shot at the roe deer from a distance. Overwhelmed with excitement, he pumped his fist and shouted, "Well done, Brother Li! If we shoot that roe deer, we'll have a roe deer hotpot tonight and celebrate!"
He listened more closely and realized something was wrong. The gunfire was too intense, and it sounded like several guns were firing at the same time, not just one.
Gunfire erupted suddenly, as fierce as a storm, intertwined with deafening roars. Then, the intense rhythm gradually slowed, until it became a few scattered echoes, one after another. Finally, all fell silent, leaving only faint echoes in the mountains and forests, fading away.
Chen Xiangqian had already walked several hundred meters, following the sound, when his steps suddenly froze. He looked down at his feet and was suddenly jolted awake.
Where is Li Ju'an's direction?
It clearly points to a hydroelectric power station!
On the ground, a series of footprints were scattered in an orderly fashion, clearly indicating that there was more than one person. Roughly estimated, there were about three or four people, like a hunting team, closely following the slightly flustered trail of prey footprints ahead, deep into the heart of the forest.
He followed Li Ju'an and learned a lot about tracking and marking. First, they went to check the tree bark. Sure enough, some hunters had already marked the tree bark there, indicating that it was a hunting spot that had been marked by hunters and that they were currently hunting.
The hydroelectric power station is nestled against the mountain and beside the water, with a tranquil reservoir of shimmering blue waves lying on its side. The station's majestic dam is home to many argali sheep. Because the dam is the argali sheep's favorite place to climb, many predatory animals follow the herds there.
The blue sheep love to leap across these cliffs, and this active herd becomes bait for predators in nature. Wild animals such as barracudas, snow leopards, bears, and black bears—the apex predators of the mountains—occasionally follow the flock to hunt. Wild beasts roam around the dam, seeking hunting opportunities.
Chen Xiangqian walked alone in the pitch-black night, unknowingly straying further from Li Ju'an, becoming several hundred meters further away. The surrounding silence made his unease surge like a tide, and every whistle seemed amplified in his ears, taunting his taut nerves.
"Oh dear, why is the line in front so quiet? Could it be... that they've broken up?"
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, each one like a ghost in the night, silently swirling in his head. He considered many possibilities.
The herds of blue sheep near the hydroelectric power station attract a variety of predators, including wild boars, snow leopards, macaques, and black bears, who will follow the herds to hunt them.
It's late autumn now, the season when black bears are busy storing up fat. Wild bears will surround argali sheep, and they might just run into hunters who are also hunting argali sheep, or a pack of wolves, who might just be spotted by the hunting party.
As the sporadic gunfire gradually faded away, a bad premonition arose in his heart. Those hunters were probably in trouble.
Chen Xiangqian dared not fire again, and fired a warning shot to Li Ju'an. The foreign cannon was very loud, like spring thunder. If it attracted wild animals, he was all alone, and his headlamp was flashing and about to run out of power. He dared not make a sound.
He made up his mind. Alright, let's keep going towards the hydroelectric power station. Maybe we'll run into someone in the duty room at the dam, where we can get some hot water and soak our feet.
The night was freezing cold, with the temperature plummeting below zero.
Chen Xiangqian's fuzzy beard was covered in frost, and some frost had also fallen from his eyelashes.
He rubbed his arms, carrying the foreign cannon alone, and walked along the uneven mountain path towards the dam and hydroelectric power station. The light from his headlamp grew dimmer and dimmer, until he had to take out his Seagull brand camera and try to use the flash for illumination.
The stench of blood wafted from afar, so strong it made his nose tingle. The thought that what lay ahead might be the hunter's carcass wrapped in wild beasts nearly brought him to tears. With only a mile to go to the hydroelectric power station, he finally found an abandoned, long-uninhabited dugout. He quickly crawled inside, sealed the dilapidated door shut, and, leaning against it, crouched down, enduring the cold and hunger, and eventually fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, Li Ju'an was also looking for Chen Xiangqian.
He heard intense gunfire all around him, and with the snow leopard he had shot down in his hand, he listened intently.
The snow leopard's arrival was quite opportune.
The snow leopard was afraid of people and dared not approach him easily, but it coveted the little ibex that he was leading. It followed him all the way and harassed him from time to time. Taking advantage of the protection of the Gobi Desert terrain, it was very arrogant and provoked the hunting dogs all the way.
The tiger was so angry that its nostrils were flaring up, and it started barking wildly at the Gobi Desert.
The golden eagle strapped to the back of the horse was also letting out a rough cry. This was because the golden eagle and the snow leopard had always been at odds, and enemies meeting each other were especially hostile.
Snow leopard cubs are prey for golden eagles, and golden eagle cubs often encounter adult snow leopards in their dens. They are truly mortal enemies.
Li Ju'an patted the golden eagle's rump feathers and scolded, "If you keep barking, I'll pluck your feathers off to decorate your hat."
The golden eagle felt a chill on its rear end; this guy really dared to pluck its feathers.
The arrogant golden eagle could only shut its mouth in frustration, still somewhat unconvinced.
Li Ju'an released the eagle into the sky.
Before the sun set, two falcons took to the skies and, urged on by whistles, launched a fierce attack on the snow leopard on the bare rocks of the Gobi Desert.
When had the snow leopard ever seen anything like this? Treating the falcon like an ordinary hawk, it even considered rolling over and using its claws to retaliate.
However, the falcons were trained by falconers and worked in perfect harmony. Urged on by Li Ju'an's whistles, the two falcons simultaneously blocked the snow leopard's retreat from two directions, forcing the snow leopard to leap off the cliff.
Snow leopards can leap across cliffs in the Gobi Desert. By simply spreading their limbs, they can land steadily as if flattening themselves, and even roll upon landing to easily avoid attacks from eagles. But the snow leopard forgot that there was a hunter 500 meters away, carrying a Mosin-Nagant rifle.
Li Ju'an held the gun up to his face, and with the Mosin-Nagant muzzle aimed at three inches below the snow leopard as it fell, he pulled the trigger.
Bang! A crisp gunshot rang out, and the snow leopard fell to the ground.