Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The fourth day of the hunting competition.

Early in the morning, He Daqing and the other two woke up refreshed.

In this icy and snowy old forest, the comfort brought by the bear cave even made the three of them stay in bed.

Without the pressure of hunting, they were talking and laughing, looking very happy.

Several people worked together to push away the huge rock blocking the entrance of the cave and took a deep breath of fresh air.

The silly roe deer jumped around excitedly, curiously watching the three people busy making breakfast.

Compared to the enjoyment that He Daqing and his two companions were enjoying, the Russian camp was filled with gloom and desolation.

The three old Russians had dusty faces, like beggars fleeing famine.

Not only that, the dark circles under the three people's eyes and their tired expressions showed that they did not sleep well.

Everyone has a different expression and seems to have his or her own ideas.

The one who was looking around nervously at the old forest was Sanmao.

The one with a frown on his face and hesitant to speak is Ermao.

The one holding a bullet in his hand is Da Mao.

Sanmao was holding a flare gun, with his head down, and seemed to be talking to himself.

“We have no hope in this competition, let’s ask for help.

I can't stand it anymore. If this goes on, I'm going to collapse.

The tiger was staring at us in the deep forest.

We need two people to watch over us even when we sleep, so how can we hunt?"

Damao spat out the pine needles in his mouth and kicked Sanmao.

"Shut up, you pig, the GRU doesn't tolerate cowards.

Do you know how many eyes around the world are watching this game?

What we represent now is not only the glory of the GRU, but also the honor and disgrace of the Red Empire.

The honor and disgrace of the empire rests on the shoulders of the three of us. If you keep saying such stupid things, I won't let a tiger bite you to death, but I will shoot you to death first.

In this game, the GRU can only win, not lose, and the Red Empire will not allow failure..."

Damao kept encouraging the three people and making big promises for a while.

I don't even have the appetite to eat this cake, let alone Ermao and Sanmao.

Da Mao suddenly fell silent, as if he had lost his energy and spirit, and sat back in his original place dejectedly.

Damn tiger, I just shot and broke your tail, but you hold such a grudge against me.

Ermao lowered his head and fiddled with the fire with a branch.

"If you want to win, I have a way."

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of Damao and Sanmao.

Who wants to lose if they can win?

If they lose this game, the best that awaits them is to go to Siberia and grow lumber and potatoes.

Ermao continued:

"I went hunting yesterday and met a Chinese guy.

A herd of wild boars, I discovered it first.

I shot two of them, and all the wild boars ran towards him. The Chinese guy shot five.

It’s He Daqing, the one with the flat face.

The most skilled GRU driver was paralyzed by his punch, so I didn’t have a conflict with him.”

Sanmao touched his head.

“What does this have to do with us?

Can we still let the tiger bite them?"

Damao's eyes widened.

"Shut up, you loser, and listen to what Ermao has to say."

Ermao raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot.

"With the way things have developed, it is impossible for us to win the game in the normal way.

Unless we can get rid of the tiger in the forest in a short time.

Given the beast's cleverness, it is unlikely to reveal any flaws in a short period of time.

There is only one way now. We follow the footprints of that bastard He Daqing, find their camp, and take away their spoils."

Sanmao slapped his thigh, and then slapped it several times in a row.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's do it.

I've disliked that bastard He Daqing for a long time.

Ermao, you have such a good idea, why didn't you say it earlier? "

Ermao didn't even look at Sanmao.

This bastard is a disgrace to the GRU. If he hadn't really had no other choice, he would never have come up with this idea.

If there wasn't that tiger in the forest, how could we have lost given our hunting skills?

Da Mao scratched his messy hair, grabbed a handful of snow water, and rubbed it on his face vigorously.

He punched the thick snow with all his might, and after a while, he nodded slightly to Ermao.

I felt sad.

After I return, I will apply for transfer, no matter where I am assigned.

I, Mao, am not worthy of being a member of the GRU.

For the sake of the Red Empire’s beliefs, what does personal honor and disgrace matter?

Da Mao and Er Mao were busy with their work with expressionless faces, while the dejection on San Mao's face was swept away as he happily packed some necessary supplies.

The three men traveled lightly, carrying only their weapons, empty backpacks, and a little smoked dried meat.

Even though there was a tiger following them and looking around, the three men were not afraid at all.

In broad daylight, with their marksmanship level, if a tiger dared to show its head, it would be here to give away its skin.

Without any surprise, the three Russians easily found the bear cave based on the footprints left by He Daqing.

The spoils in the bear cave really shocked the three Russians.

There were twenty wild boar tails alone, ten wolf fangs, five roe deer tails, and three leopard skins.

There were even moose antlers and a complete brown bear skin.

Looking at these things, the Russians began to be glad that they had made the right trip.

Even without that damn tiger, the condition of the three of them would not be enough to win the game.

Moreover, the Chinese have this bear cave as a shelter, and the gap will only get bigger.

Da Mao waved his hand and gave the command:

"Quick, pack up all the spoils and take them away."

There was no need for Damao to say anything, Ermao and Sanmao had already stuffed the things into their bags quickly.

It would be embarrassing if we were blocked in the cave by the Chinese.

With He Daqing's bastard personality, he would definitely beat the three of them until they were paralyzed.

The time came at night, half past seven.

He Daqing led the silly roe deer and hurried to the shelter happily.

I was really lucky today and came across a herd of moose.

Even though they are both female moose, they are much better than wild boars.

The hunting points for a female moose are exactly 500, while those for a wild boar are only 200.

Six fresh female moose tails, worth three thousand points.

You know, a brown bear only has about 2,000 points. With such a harvest, He Daqing was shaking even when he walked.

From a distance, flames could be seen outside the bear cave. Wu Yong and Zhao Fei stood by the fire, walking back and forth like headless flies.

He Daqing suddenly had a bad feeling and trotted over to meet him.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Wu, what are you doing? What happened?"

Wu Yong and Zhao Fei seemed to have found their backbone and explained the situation to He Daqing.

"Lao He, you are finally back.

Something terrible has happened. Our hunting trophies have been stolen. There is nothing left."

“Three fresh footprints, no more, no less.

Judging from the degree of hardening of the footprints, it must have taken him half a day to walk."

He Daqing slapped his thigh.

"Damn it, it must be that old guy I ran into yesterday.

Following my footsteps, I found my way to our home..."