Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 178 Killing the Wolf (10)

After a slight push, the wooden door was not pushed, but it was the same as other wooden houses. The heavy wooden door was stuck on the rough ground, making it difficult to push.

Zhou Hui paused for a moment, moved his throat, and with some force, the wooden door was pushed up and opened inwards.

He first stepped on a pile of weeds, and soon saw a gray wolf in the light that was not too bright from the hole. It arched its body, its hair spread slightly, and it opened its mouth The mouth with fangs and dark golden eyes stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

In the next second, it jumped out of the fairly bright light, jumped into the darkness, and rushed towards itself.

Zhou Hui's pupils shrank slightly, and with a kick with his right foot, his left and right hands wrapped around his coat grabbed the shotgun tightly, and then rushed forward without hesitation.

In the shadows, the muzzle of the darker gun was pressed against the back of the gray wolf, and it swayed and let out a hoarse growl. Even in the process of jumping over, it used the dark golden whites of the bloodshot eyes to slap the wolf. Stare hard at the enemy that suddenly appeared, as if to bite him to death, or let him be killed by it without moving.

But Zhou Hui had already pulled the trigger.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the flames ejected from the muzzle exploded into sparks, illuminating the green smoke that came out together. Following the sound, Gray Wolf immediately fell to the weed pile in front of him, motionless...

……

In the open space where the bait was hung, a group of gray wolves were biting the hung bright red prey, jumping up to bite and dragging down.

Suddenly, they all turned their heads and looked towards the direction that belonged to their lair.

……

...Zhou Hui took a step back instinctively, his mind was filled with images of it pounced, and he almost had no time to aim at such a close distance. The smaller wolves had already pounced, jumped out of the darkness, into the light shining through the hole, and into the darkness again.

The "gift" to this half-sized wolf was a hard kick.

After kicking subconsciously, he saw that the wolf was kicked out by himself. He recalled the feeling that the kick was not too heavy just now, and realized that the wolf was still a certain distance from the adult wild wolf.

Then he was about to touch the fingers of the shotgun loading mechanism again and paused.

Therefore, Zhou Hui raised his left hand, which was wrapped around his coat and tied with twig stuffing and fine vines. With his right hand, he undid the loose buckle of the rope tied to his thigh, and grabbed the handle of the rusty machete with his palm.

Facing only one wolf, or a little wolf, you can try!

The little wolf who was kicked into the air jumped over the bright light and rushed towards him almost immediately. Instead, Zhou Hui lowered his body halfway, stretched his left arm forward, pressed forward the palm wrapped with several layers of fabric, and actively stretched into it. The pup's mouth opened, and then he grabbed the jaw it had bitten off.

If it were an adult wild wolf, Zhou Hui would most likely not do this, because adult wild wolves are stronger, faster, and more cunning, not because you stretched out a hand with a certain defense , it will take the initiative to bite.

Of course, he believed that if this kind of thing really happened, he would be the winner in the end. Compared with a wild wolf, a human with a knife should not lose.

It’s just that with that kind of victory, you will be injured and bleed. If you are okay in the city, you can just go to the hospital and everything will be resolved, but there is no hospital here, and it is better to not be injured than to be injured.

What he has to do is not to kill the wolves, but to kill the wolves without getting injured as much as possible.

So facing such a half-grown wolf, he still has some confidence.

Therefore, the palm that was stretched into the wolf's mouth immediately grabbed its tongue, and the teeth that were bitten down at the same time were because of the many branches stuffed into the coat, so Zhou Hui didn't feel much pain.

The little wolf who failed to bite the human in front of him scratched his forelegs, and Zhou Hui lifted his left hand up, as if he was holding a bunch of meat or a bunch of garlic, and lifted it up.

At the same time, he raised the rust-spotted machete with his right hand, and aimed the blade at the body of the raised half-big gray wolf.

Immediately afterwards, it was chopped down with a knife.

Blood splashed in the shadows, and the little wolf, who couldn't open his mouth let alone close his mouth, let out a low howl, swaying his body, swaying his body while being carried, like a struggling rooster being carried home by a human being.

He also felt the same way, but the wolf was too heavy even if it was young and not yet fully grown. When Zhou Hui was about to cut it down for the second time, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught an adult gray wolf lying low outside the door. Roaring and rushing into the house!
At this moment, Zhou Hui's eyes slanted and his eyes widened slightly. He just wanted to ask, where did this wolf come from? !

Roaring in his heart, he turned his attention to the wooden door next to him, and in a flash of his thoughts, he slammed his body against the wooden door and slammed it out.

Pit, pit, pit, pit—

There was a sound of continuous pushing of the wooden door, and then the wooden door stopped immediately, and the adult gray wolf outside the door was caught between the wooden door and the wooden wall.

"Roar!"

The wolf's head and a little forelimb stretched into the room, and bit the enemy next to it violently. Zhou Hui moved away without looking at it, and held another wolf's left arm, letting the biting mouth bite empty.

Then, he felt saliva sprayed on his arm.

The wooden door was pressed with all its strength and could not be released, so Zhou Hui leaned back against the wooden door, no matter how far away he was from the wolf's head that could not bite him, enduring the occasional stinging pain from the claws lightly touching his body, he slashed hard at the end of his hand On the neck of the gray wolf!
One knife after another, the blood stained his clothes, but he didn't have time to care about it now. After several fierce knifes, he finally probably cut an artery, and the dark red blood flowed in large swaths in the shadows, and the screams followed. decrease.

But Zhou Hui didn't care about this, he chopped two more times, and after confirming that the gray wolf in his hand hadn't moved at all, he threw it on the ground violently.

At the same time, a dog-like cry sounded from the shadows inside the cabin.

Ignoring the sudden voice, Zhou Hui pressed harder on the wooden door, then raised the blood-stained rusty machete, and chopped it straight at the wolf's head.

Even if the iron machete is rusty, it must be very painful to cut on the body. Of course, the wolf trapped by the door is no exception. It's not the neck, it's not that easy to cut, so after several cuts, the screaming did not weaken at all.

It's really not easy to cut... Zhou Hui realized that compared to the head, the neck was much easier to cut. However, the neck was caught in the crack of the door and couldn't be cut, even if he wanted to stab it with a knife, Because this is a machete, the entire blade is a rectangle, only the blade, no point or thorn.

After chopping countless times, a little sweat dripped from his forehead, Zhou Hui's hands went numb, and the gray wolf who was caught in the crack of the door gradually became silent.

(End of this chapter)