Surviving in the Wilderness: I Lived for 50 Years

An unusual experience made me realize the value of life, but by the time I looked back, I was already in my twilight years.

It seemed long, yet it passed in a flash.

Bloodthirsty new cr...

Chapter 272...

I patted the young indigenous man on the shoulder, signaling him to hang in there a little longer. Although he was already struggling, the young man still smiled and nodded at me.

Get ready, and I slowly extend the barrel of my shotgun out of the water through the basket on my back.

The area with the most giant mosquitoes right now is on our left. I don't know if these prehistoric mosquitoes are a coincidence or intentional.

They were pushing us in the right direction, right where the pool was deep. If we were pushed to that spot, we wouldn't be able to hold out against them for long.

These giant mosquitoes were clearly obsessed; how could they possibly give up such a delicious meal that was readily available in the pool?

Now they were completely unaware that my gun was already aimed at the swarm of mosquitoes on my left, and without further hesitation, I pulled the trigger twice.

"Bang!"

This time, two arc-shaped metal jets covering an area of ​​nearly 160 degrees transformed into the most ferocious beasts in the rainforest, roaring and tearing apart the giant mosquitoes within my field of vision.

The swarm of giant mosquitoes that was arrogant and domineering just a moment ago was torn to pieces by a large number of metal jets in an instant.

Suddenly, giant mosquitoes fell into the pool on our left like raindrops.

Before long, the surface of the pool was covered with a thick layer of black giant mosquito corpses, which looked rather horrifying.

The remaining giant mosquitoes that had been resting on our baskets, perhaps frightened by the loud gunfire, all flew away.

I've wiped out most of their population with two shots. Even insects, which are slow to react, now know to lay low for a while.

Just when I thought my gunshot had scared away the giant mosquitoes, I suddenly felt the water flowing beneath my feet.

At that moment, I looked down and suddenly realized that there were quite a few large fish in the clear pool.

These large fish have flat, rhomboid bodies, somewhat resembling bream, but they are quite large, each estimated to weigh around ten kilograms.

The turbulent water flow we just saw was created by this fish swimming in the pool. However, I don't recognize this fish; I guess it's some kind of extinct species.

It looked like they had been in the water for quite some time. I was a little shocked when I saw this; I had been a bit careless.

Fortunately, these fish didn't seem to have any intention of attacking people. Their attention was focused on the corpses of the giant mosquitoes I had killed, and they began to feed.

Now I roughly know that the appearance of these large fish may have scared away the giant mosquitoes, but I don't know why those giant mosquitoes flying in the sky would be afraid of the large fish in the water.

But I soon found out why those giant mosquitoes were afraid of the big fish in the water.

At this point, several large fish noticed that some giant mosquitoes seemed unwilling to give up and were swimming about two or three meters above the water's surface.

Just then, several large fish beneath the water stopped moving, their eyes fixed on the trajectory of the giant mosquito flying in the sky.

Like thermal missiles, their eyes followed the giant mosquitoes' movements, their gaze fixed on them.

Suddenly, several jets of turbulent water shot out from the surface. As if anticipating the giant mosquitoes' flight path, the mosquitoes were precisely struck by the rapidly approaching water jets, their wings severed and they fell into the water.

I was horrified. The distance was about three meters, and those giant mosquitoes were still flying.

The large fish on the water was able to shoot down a giant mosquito in the sky with a single shot, and even had enough power to cut off the mosquito's wings from a height of about three meters. The speed of the water flow must be almost as fast as a high-pressure water jet!

I'm glad these fish only like to eat insects and aren't interested in people, otherwise we would have been riddled with holes by their arrows as we stood like live targets in the water.

I do know what an archerfish is; it's a small freshwater ornamental fish. The largest they grow is only between 100 and 200 grams, and they feed by shooting water jets at insects along the shore.

Archerfish that can grow to over ten pounds are probably the largest in their lineage. Do they grow bigger if they eat mosquitoes in high-oxygen environments?

The matter had barely ended, and I hadn't even had time to be happy when the situation took another dramatic turn.

At that moment, seemingly attracted by the splashing sound of fish feeding on the surface, several pieces of dead wood on the shore, some more than 20 meters away and others more than 10 meters away from us, seemed to come alive and quickly slid into the water.

I naturally heard the splash of water sliding down and immediately focused my gaze on the figure that was about ten meters away from me.

In the heat of the moment, I didn't notice the shore, but now that I look again, I'm terrified.

Those weren't dead trees at all; they were clearly giant saltwater crocodiles covered in moss!

"Everyone, get ashore quickly!"

I yelled and felt a chill run down my spine, telling the young locals to hurry ashore.

The young indigenous man also saw what the thing that had slipped into the water was, and he knew better than I how dangerous these things were.

We immediately ran towards the shore with the basket on our backs. Since we weren't too far from the shore, it was easy for us to get ashore.

The large archerfish on the surface of the water seemed to sense some danger, and they became tense due to some kind of instinct. They thrashed about on the surface of the water for a while and then began to swim rapidly in all directions.

Most of them swim into rock formations with crevices, and I think these archerfish must have been hiding in those rock formations before.

They sensed the scent of giant mosquitoes in the water after I killed a large number of them, and like fishing bait, they attracted them all out.

Currently, due to the large number of these fish, not all of them can find a crevic in the rocks to hide in for a period of time.

Soon, a dark shadow flashed in the water, and streams of bright red blood began to spread in the clear, deep pool.

At this point, I was quite far from the pool of water, and I had also reloaded my shotgun, so I wasn't too afraid.

If the big guys in the water are being naughty, we can just give them a good whack.

After some time, presumably the crocodile's breath-holding time was up, it is now swimming towards the surface.

Its enormous size, if not carefully observed, looks like a piece of dead wood rapidly floating up from the bottom of the water.

This was also the first time I had ever seen a real crocodile. These guys had hard carapaces, and it was difficult to even break through them with a spear.

However, the weapon of equality for all beings in my hand lives up to its name; even crocodiles are equal before it.

I watched the saltwater crocodile rise to the surface with some nervousness, gripping my shotgun tighter. But when I finally saw the crocodile clearly, my heart trembled again.

This five- or six-meter-long crocodile was not an adult, and it probably wasn't even a sub-adult yet.

This isn't a saltwater crocodile at all; it's actually a deinosuchus that lived in the Late Cretaceous period and preyed on dinosaurs!