Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

After Qin Aiwu finished his explanation, he rushed towards Zhang Jianjun with a gun in hand.

It took twenty minutes to arrive at the place.

Although it is only five or six miles, it is a mountain road with dense trees, so the road is not easy to walk on.

The same pungent smell of blood, but this time there were three gray wolves lying on the ground!

Zhang Jianjun sat aside and looked at Qin Aiwu who came over.

"Take the people back and gather!"

The seven or eight people nearby gathered together at this moment, staring at Zhang Jianjun with wide eyes. They would never forget the scene just now.

While they were searching for herbs, a gray wolf suddenly appeared. The accompanying militia opened fire on the spot but missed.

However, this attracted two other gray wolves, and just as the militia was raising their guns and preparing to fire a second shot.

Before he could raise his gun, a gray wolf rushed over.

At the critical moment, Zhang Jianjun arrived and kicked the gray wolf in the head. The 200-pound gray wolf was kicked seven or eight meters away, hit a tree, fell to the ground, howled a few times, and died.

The other two attacked Zhang Jianjun, but he dealt with them in a few moves.

When everyone went over to check, they saw that the gray wolf that he kicked away had a broken spine, and the other two had their heads smashed.

When Zhang Jianjun was resting, Qin Aiwu arrived. He looked at the crowd of seven or eight people, one of whom was a militiaman, and he was the one who had just fired the shot!

Qin Aiwu went over and found that this militiaman was from Xiaoliu Village.

"Bring people to gather!"

The man nodded and walked back with his men.

Zhang Jianjun stopped them and said, "Wait, take these three wolves back. We can sell their skins for a good price!"

These three wolves are very big, each weighing at least 200 kilograms.

Fortunately, there were seven or eight people in the team, and everyone brought ropes when they went up the mountain to pick herbs.

He found a wooden stick, tied up the wolf's body, and carried it towards his destination.

Qin Aiwu and Zhang Jianjun followed behind.

Zhang Jianjun is now very worried. It seems that these wolves are from a pack, and he has killed four of them so far.

I don’t know how many more there are. In addition, the scattered teams have not gathered together yet, and I don’t know if they will encounter danger.

And as they walked.

There were howling of wolves coming from the mountains.

The sound was shrill, and the timid ones were already trembling!

Qin Aiwu looked serious. Their team only had two guns now.

I have a box gun and a Type 38 rifle!

"This is a declaration of war against us!"

Qin Aiwu spoke slowly.

Zhang Jianjun nodded. The wolves had now discovered them.

"Everyone be careful and get your weapons ready!"

Because they needed to dig herbs, but no one had professional tools, many people brought hoes, shovels, sickles, etc.

Now it can actually serve a certain purpose of self-defense.

The group walked slowly, holding the things in their hands tightly.

Only Zhang Jianjun was left with his bare hands.

Qin Aiwu pulled out a dagger from his leg and handed it to Zhang Jianjun.

"Doctor Zhang, take this for self-defense!"

Zhang Jianjun looked at it and shook his head: "I won't play with knives anymore!"

Qin Aiwu wanted to say something else.

Seven or eight pairs of green eyes appeared around.

Zhang Jianjun asked everyone to hold their breath and concentrate.

He put down the body of the gray wolf he was carrying.

They all took out their weapons.

Qin Aiwu raised his box gun, and another militiaman raised his rifle and aimed at the surroundings.

Can feel the quietness of the air.

Zhang Jianjun stared at what was in front of him.

He could feel that the guy in front of him was definitely a difficult one to deal with.

Sure enough, the confrontation lasted for more than ten minutes, and the wolves seemed to be very patient.

Perhaps because they knew the other party had guns, they did not act rashly, but instead narrowed the encirclement step by step.

"Damn it, these beasts know tactics!"

Qin Aiwu cursed, saying that this kind of oppression was not pleasant.

Some people in the crowd already have trembling legs!

Zhang Jianjun comforted them: "Don't be afraid, stay calm. The wolves are just waiting for us to get scared. As long as we get scared, these beasts will rush over and tear us to pieces!"

Then he said to Qin Aiwu, "Platoon Leader Qin, shoot! Waiting like this is not a solution. People will lose their morale!"

Qin Aiwu nodded, took aim at a medium-sized gray wolf, and the gun went off, causing a huge stir.

The wolves howled and rushed forward.

Zhang Jianjun jumped up and ran at an extremely fast speed. Even a wolf could not catch him!

Zhang Jianjun had already warned the huge gray wolf in front of him, and he rushed out almost at the moment the gun was fired.

Then came the sound of gunfire, and the scream of a wolf was covered up!

As the wolves rushed in, gunfire rang out.

Others took up their weapons and joined the battle. The desire to survive stimulated human potential.

The crowd was filled with adrenaline and waved their weapons with all their might.

Zhang Jianjun rushed left and right in the wolf pack. With every kick and punch, a gray wolf would fall to the ground.

In a flash, only two or three minutes passed.

There was a long howl of a wolf outside!

The remaining gray wolves quickly turned around, broke away from the battle and ran away.

Qin Aiwu's box gun has run out of bullets and is now replenishing them.

There were three gray wolves lying in front of him, all of them had been shot in the head!

The others seemed to have been exhausted, and their hands holding their weapons were still shaking.

"Oh!"

The pungent smell of blood came with the wind.

Many people have started vomiting.

The scene was extremely tragic. Two people were scratched by the wolves, and Zhang Jianjun gave them emergency bandages!

However, there were 12 dead gray wolves lying on the ground.

In addition to the three killed by Qin Aiwu, another militiaman killed two.

The others were beaten to death by Zhang Jianjun.

The way of death was the same as before, the head was broken!

Qin Aiwu gave Zhang Jianjun a thumbs up and said, "Doctor Zhang, I didn't expect you to be so skilled!"

Zhang Jianjun didn't bother to be polite: "Platoon Leader Qin, let's leave quickly. The wolves just retreated, and they may organize a second attack!"

Qin Aiwu nodded. Zhang Jianjun was right. However, facing so many gray wolf corpses, they definitely couldn’t carry them back.

"There's no choice but to stay here!"

As Zhang Jianjun spoke, he asked Qin Aiwu for the dagger, walked up to the largest gray wolf, and took out the fangs from its broken head!

"nice one!"

This wolf is not the alpha wolf, but based on its size, it should be the most powerful wolf in the pack. It's a pity that the person it met today was Zhang Jianjun.

"Let's go!"

A group of people arrived at the meeting place.

After counting the number of people and seeing that there were quite a few, Zhang Jianjun and Qin Aiwu felt a little relieved.

But we are not out of danger yet.

Although there are more people now, the combat power has not increased much.

"Back to the village!"

Zhang Jianjun waved his hand, and everyone carried the bodies of several wolves back to the village!

When they arrived at the village, everyone watched as they carried the wolf's body back.

Especially after being exaggerated by the crowd, Zhang Jianjun became a figure comparable to the tiger-fighting hero Wu Song.

It instantly caused a sensation in several villages.