Reborn in 1963: I Hunted and Stockpiled Meat During a Famine

The bullet pierced the bear's fat and fur, causing minor superficial injuries.

Seeing the killer bear chasing Qin Qiming, He Changzhao angrily shouted, "Qiming, are you looking for death?!"

Just then, the little horse spotted a light on the mountain.

"Chief, there's a signal that we need to take cover."

He Changzhao looked up at the mountain and confirmed that it was the sound of lanterns.

He quickly responded with his flashlight, pinning his hopes on Qin Qiming's plan to succeed.

Upon seeing this, Liu Dashan immediately shouted, "Old Tian, ​​He Suo has replied! They're ready, we can start the plan!"

The village chief knew that they couldn't delay any longer, or Qin Qiming would be in danger.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, enraging the killer bear. It stood up, reaching a height of over five meters, and roared at Qin Qiming.

After a loud bang, the mountain began to shake, and the snow on the cliffs cracked and fell.

The bear was enraged by Qin Qiming to the point of madness, and the bandits did not expect that disaster would strike them while they were sitting by the fire.

Above, large amounts of snow slid down the hillside.

In the blink of an eye, the avalanche, accompanied by a deafening roar, fell rapidly.

It was too late to escape; everyone was in a state of panic.

No one expected an avalanche to occur in spring...

This was unexpected for Fang; he hadn't anticipated that someone would resort to such a suicidal strategy.

However, it was too late; after the avalanche was discovered, everyone fell into chaos.

Large amounts of snow slid down from the mountaintop. They were halfway up the mountain and moved extremely fast, burying many of their men under the snow and ice.

Even in its dying moments, Fang didn't forget to utter a vicious threat: "Damn it, even as a ghost, I'll haunt you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the white snow.

The avalanche, like a ferocious beast descending the mountain, instantly filled the valley to the brim.

I don't know how much time passed, but then it became quiet.

The bandits and the bear-man all disappeared from sight along with the avalanche.

On the hilltop, the village chief shouted at the top of his lungs, "Qiming, Qiming!!"

Liu Dashan also shouted, but the valley remained deathly silent.

The village chief's heart skipped a beat, and he wondered: Could it be that Qiming failed to escape?

He was about to rush down when Liu Dashan stopped him.

"Old Tian, ​​we can't go down now. What if there's an avalanche?"

"No, what if something happens to Qiming? How am I supposed to explain this to his family?" The village chief was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

Just as the two were struggling, Qin Qiming's voice came from down the mountain.

"Uncle Tian! I'm here!"

Upon hearing this, the village chief finally felt relieved.

"Qiming, how are things on your end? Are you alright?"

Qin Qiming chuckled: "It's fine."

Seeing that the avalanche had stopped, Qin Qiming jumped out and joined the village chief and the others.

Just as the group breathed a sigh of relief and were about to head back, something seemed to move nearby.

Several pairs of eerie green eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, and in an instant, the gun barrels were raised abruptly.

"Damn it, it's those damned beasts again!"

"It hasn't been that long, and we've bumped into each other again. This is never going to end!"

"Qiming, Dashan, you two watch out behind you!"

What else could be but wolves, with their eyes gleaming green in the mountains and forests, walking in packs?

The village chief's hand, gripping the gun, turned almost transparently white when he thought about how his son had been injured in Zhangjia Village six months ago when he was attacked by a pack of wolves.

The wolves in these mountains are all shrewd!

"Uncle Tian, ​​I think there are more than twenty of them. Can you check if there's any movement behind them?"

Qin Qiming stared intently at the green dots that had dispersed but were closing in, aimed his gun, turned around and shouted, "If there's no movement behind us, we'll make our move. We just dealt with the bear, and now these beasts are causing trouble again!"

The village chief exclaimed, "That's strange! The wolf packs in the nearby mountains and forests have disappeared for a while now. How come they've suddenly reappeared?"

He looked back and, confirming that no wolves had appeared, solemnly reminded He Changzhao and the others to light torches and make sure they did not go out, and to always be aware of their surroundings to prevent being surrounded by wolves.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly picked up his gun, ran to Qin Qiming's side, and found that the green light dots had formed a fan shape, partially surrounding him.

A sudden howl echoed in the dead of night, and a green light suddenly accelerated its approach!

"I'll take care of the right side from the front. Uncle Tian, ​​you keep an eye on those two wolves on the left!" Qin Qiming had barely finished speaking when he pulled the trigger.

Although the night was thick, it did not completely obstruct his vision.

The wolf pack ran through the night, and a pair of glowing eyes became Qin Qiming's target.

"Uncle Tian!"

Qin Qiming shouted immediately after firing the gun, and a scream was heard.

Without a second thought, he handed the gun to the village chief: "Take this gun, don't be stingy with bullets."

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Qin Qiming quickly pulled out a commonly used paddle, snatched the torch from Xiao Ma's hand, and threw it forward.

The torch was stuck into the snow, illuminating the way ahead.

This scene caught Qin Qiming's eye; he could now see one of the wolves attacking directly in front of him more clearly.

He drew his machete, holding a gun in one hand and the machete in the other; close-quarters combat was far more effective than using a gun.

"Enlightenment!"

"Watch out for the rear, be ready to provide support at any time!"

The earlier gunshots did not deter the wolves; on the contrary, they seemed to enrage them even more.

These wolves appeared exceptionally ferocious, even more ruthless than those encountered before.

The wolves' bellies were sunken, their eyes turned scarlet in the firelight, and they even showed signs of excitement.

Clearly, these wolves were starving.

The village chief fired his gun repeatedly, and the wolf on the left was the first to charge.

Qin Qiming planned to deal with the one on the left first, and then deal with the one in front.

Liu Dashan shouted, "Qiming, be careful!"

He stood beside Qin Qiming, gripping his machete tightly, reminding him to watch out for the wolves ahead.

Qin Qiming stepped over the flames and fired two shots at the charging wolves.

The wolf let out a piercing howl, fell to the ground and rolled, extinguishing the flames.

Qin Qiming immediately aimed at another wolf that pounced on him; even in the darkness, he could see the fangs in its gaping maw.

He fired his gun while simultaneously brandishing his knife.

In close-quarters combat, long spears are almost useless, especially the old-fashioned rifle in Liu Dashan's hands.

After running out of bullets, Qin Qiming pounced on the wolf without hesitation, wielding his machete and hacking at its neck with all his might. After several slashes, he almost chopped off the wolf's head, leaving only a wisp of fur attached.

Wiping the blood from his face, Qin Qiming hurriedly ran towards the village chief.

With ammunition running low and the wolves attacking too quickly, the village chief ran out of ammunition.

A wolf pounced on the village chief, engaging in close combat.

"Uncle, forget about what's behind you, come and help!" Qin Qiming shouted, then kicked down the wolf that was pinning the village chief, freeing him from immediate danger.

Taking advantage of the wolf's momentary loss of balance, Qin Qiming pounced.

"Hold on!" The village chief quickly got up and, together with Qin Qiming, attacked from both sides, killing the wolf and tearing its pelt to shreds.

The bloodstains on their clothes were of unknown origin, whether from wolves or their own.

Qin Qiming was about to go to He Changzhao and his group to offer assistance when the village chief stopped him.

The village chief shook his head: "They can handle them. You go deal with the wolves in front, I'll take care of this."