dkrc Chapter 43 Ignorance is Bliss
Chapter 43 Ignorance is Bliss
"Uncle Wu, we have guns and cannons, why are we running around? Let's just kill it!"
Seeing that Chen Tuo neither gave them a gun nor stepped forward, he even bent the barrel open and started ramming bullets into it.
Wu Laowai felt no hope; instead, he resigned himself to his fate, laboriously crossed his legs, and shakily lit his pipe.
If I had known I would run into Xiong in the Hetao region, I don't care whether he came or not, at least he would have drunk less.
If it weren't for that bit of alcohol, he might not have been able to outrun that brat Chen Tuo.
If the alcohol hadn't been so potent, he might not have been unable to lift the gun.
"You little brat, we're practically destined to be together. I shouldn't have dragged you back from the snow!"
He muttered something about the cause of this ill-fated relationship.
Old Wu pointed with his pipe at the approaching dark shape and instructed:
"That thing you're holding is only useful within ten meters. Put it right in front of you, poke it in the stomach, and that's it. Just don't try to hit its head!"
"Ten meters is just a pounce for a Ussuri brown bear. Wait until it gets close, then you put the gun on my shoulder and fire!"
I don't know if it was because I was drunk, or because I was on the verge of death.
The slides that Chen Tuo, that brat, presented last night were also playing like a revolving lantern in front of Wu Laowai's eyes.
Although he had resigned himself to his fate, there were still two knives, one long and one short, stuck in Wu Laowai's left and right sides.
The longer one was a new straight knife that Su Dao had just gotten, while the shorter one was a hunting knife that he had used for decades.
"Uncle Wu, those two female mountain dogs are pretty fierce, aren't they? That big brown bear you mentioned seems a bit afraid of these two little guys..."
Amidst the shock, anger, and sorrow, Wu Laowai was also sweating profusely.
The initial effects of the alcohol were quickly suppressed by a fierce force.
Unexpectedly, just as he mustered his strength and before he could even stand up, Chen Tuo dislocated him.
"Then why don't you hurry up and kill it, you bastard?"
Amidst the howling of the female mountain dog, the Ussuri giant bear, which had arrived through the snow, also resorted to its usual threatening tactics.
It stood up straight and slammed its paws onto the ice.
But the two mountain dogs remained unmoved, baring their teeth and raising their tails, letting out threatening growls.
A large brown bear and two small wolverines are locked in a life-or-death standoff.
Wu Laowai, an old mountain runner from the Xingan Mountains, was also prepared to die in the Hetao region.
Chen Tuo, who was holding a single-barreled shotgun, lowered the barrel and turned to ask:
"Uncle Wu, at this distance, why can't we shoot the head?"
"Fuck your mother! Go ahead and hit me wherever you want!"
The third time he fed them, the two mountain dogs were only fourteen or fifteen steps away from Chen Tuo, about ten meters away.
The large brown bear, which came through the snow, was no more than four or five meters away from the two mountain dogs.
At that distance, it would only take the blink of an eye for the brown bear to pounce on the mountain dog and then on Chen Tuo, who was holding a gun.
Wu Laowai was afraid because he had faced the Ussuri brown bear in the Xingan Mountains.
These bears range in size from 500-600 jin (250-300 kg) to over 1,000 jin (500-600 kg).
Unless it's a headshot or a heartshot, being hit by five or six rifle bullets won't necessarily affect its ferocity or combat effectiveness.
Only the bear-hunting slug in Chen Tuo's hand, and the slug from the old foreign cannon, can take down a Ussuri brown bear with a single shot at close range.
At a distance of fifteen or sixteen meters, as long as Chen Tuo aims at the brown bear's belly, even if he can't take it down with one shot, he will most likely severely injure it.
If you shoot at the head, the recoil will cause the muzzle to jump upwards. At a distance of fifteen or sixteen meters, the time it takes to reload a bullet is enough for a brown bear to pounce and kill two people.
"Uncle Wu, what's the rush? It's already standing up, it's just a freebie!"
Wu Laowai is afraid of the Ussuri brown bear because he is familiar with it.
Chen Tuo wasn't afraid of the brown bear standing opposite him, because of his experience.
He had watched many hunting videos, and the wild boars and giant bears in those videos were just easy targets under the gun.
Those farmers who protect the farms, with spears and knives, can still kill wild boars weighing three or four hundred pounds, or even five or six hundred pounds, right?
Wu Laowai knew how powerful brown bears were, so he was afraid.
Chen Tuo didn't treat the brown bear opposite him like a joke, so he wasn't afraid.
When he raised the gun again, Wu Laowai, who was both surprised and frightened and full of anger, remained silent.
The next shot would determine their fate.
The slightest disturbance could affect Chen Tuo's shooting accuracy.
The bear's slamming of its paws did not scare away the two mountain dogs. The male bear stood up and let out one last roar before pouncing.
"Bang……"
I watched with my own eyes as Chen Tuo aimed his gun at the bear's head, and heard the sound of the shotgun being fired.
But the large brown bear standing upright opposite them had neither lost an arm or a leg, nor did it tumble back down.
Old Wu's heart sank completely...
"Weeds!"
Gathering his last bit of strength, he gripped the knife in a reverse grip with his right hand and in a regular grip with both hands.
Wu Laowai stood up, intending to use his last breath to kill the big brown bear.
But after he had only taken two steps, the large brown bear, which was standing upright, suddenly fell backward with a thud.
"Uncle Wu, how was it? I shoved a bullet right into its mouth!"
Watching Chen Tuo easily and comfortably unload and reload the bullet, he took the gun barrel and went up to shove it into the bear's face.
The two knives in Wu Laowai's hands fell limply onto the snow.
How many times has this happened since I dragged Chen Tuo back from the snow?
He used a stick to fight a wolverine, and even sat on it with his big butt.
Holding two female mountain dogs, feeding them as the family dog.
They even chased after two female mountain dogs and wiped out two wolves.
One pry and you've got a live fish nest.
There were also three water sprites delivering hides to the fishpond!
He really wanted to go hunting, so Su Dao brought him some Russian hunting equipment.
The Ussuri brown bear, rarely seen these days, has also stopped hibernating and is seen trudging through the snow crust, coming from a great distance to catch bullets with its mouth.
"Have I wasted over fifty years of my life?"
After breaking out in a cold sweat, Wu Laowai sobered up and was able to walk again. Although he was weak, he was perfectly clear-headed.
He used to think that Chen Tuo was shameless and a scoundrel.
It seems that most of the people they recruited were local mountain gods and old men.
Chen Tuo had no experience in hunting or mountain running, which Wu Laowai could see clearly.
Even if you give this novice a single-barreled shotgun or a heavy machine gun, he might not be able to hunt a brown bear face-to-face.
"Uncle Wu, what are you saying? I was just lucky!"
"Great! If I had that kind of luck, would I even bother setting traps all over the mountains?"
After muttering to himself, and recalling his feelings when he first encountered a bear, Wu Laowai asked seriously:
"Weren't you scared at all just now?"
"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't this just a silly guy in a circus who rides a unicycle to earn money for tickets?"
After listening to Chen Tuo's confident and justified argument, Wu Laowai understood.
This little bastard in front of me is not only incredibly lucky, but also incredibly reckless.
The bears that perform in the circus are not the same as the bears in the mountains!
If he were to face a bear in a circus, he would dare to hold a gun barrel and stick it into the bear's mouth to ignite it.
"You're something else! You're the boss, you're the father!"
Having understood why Chen Tuo wasn't afraid of brown bears, Wu Laowai didn't explain to him how terrifying brown bears were.
At this point, no matter what he says, Chen Tuo will not be afraid of the brown bear.
"Hurry up and go up there, cut out the bear's heart, mix it with some wine and let me have a sip. I was so scared just now I'm sweating buckets, my cotton-padded jacket and trousers are soaked!"
After sweating and sobering up, Wu Laowai had no time to feel scared. In this temperature, his damp cotton-padded jacket and trousers were covering his body.
Before he could even smoke a pipe, he would be frozen stiff.
If things go wrong, I might fall seriously ill after going home tonight.
Wu Laowai didn't not want to go himself, but the sudden fright he had just experienced left him feeling weak and trembling all over.
"Uncle Wu, I don't know how! Could you teach me...?"