Zhao Mengsheng was lucky as well, as he actually hit a small yellow sheep.
This made him very proud, and he started showing off by carrying the yellow sheep.
The yellow sheep hung limply on his shoulder, and blood dripped down its legs onto the snow.
Zhong Xiaojun saw the yellow sheep and said in surprise:
“Gazelle move in groups.
This gazelle was most likely lost alone, and the main herd of gazelles should be nearby.
They are most likely here to drink water. Let’s walk along this road to the source of the hot springs. We may find something.”
"good!
Listen to Xiaojun, if each of us kills a yellow sheep today, we have to think about how to carry it down the mountain!"
Xu Xiaodong had fired several shots but had no results, so when he heard that there might be a group of gazelles ahead, he immediately became excited and took the lead to clear the way.
He kicked away the snow and dead branches on the road, clearing a path for everyone.
"Wow!
A group of gazelles?
Then, wouldn't we have a place to roast lamb legs for the next few days?"
Zhao Mengsheng chased forward just as excitedly. He dug a hole in the snow and buried the gazelle he had just captured, and would dig it out on his way back.
He dug a hole in the snow with his hands, put the yellow sheep in, carefully covered it with snow, and inserted a branch next to it as a mark.
Several people walked through the dense forest, but when they were about to approach the hot spring source, Zhong Xiaojun's face suddenly changed and he shouted:
"stop!
Stop now.
We can't go any further, hurry...get down the mountain immediately."
His voice was hurried and tense, sounding particularly out of place in the silent forest.
"ah?
Xiaojun, what are you saying?
Isn’t the water source just ahead?
Why can’t we move forward?”
Zhao Mengsheng turned around and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to his hurried journey, and they quickly condensed into small ice crystals in the cold air.
"That's right!
We've worked so hard to get here.
I was just thinking of catching two more gazelles, so why are you going back?
I didn’t see any danger.”
Huang Xiaoli said in the same impatient tone.
His lips were a little purple due to the cold, and white air came out when he spoke.
However, Xu Xiaodong knew that Zhong Xiaojun would never speak without a purpose, so he asked hurriedly:
"What's wrong?
Xiaojun, did you find anything? "
“Brother Xiaodong.
Look, these footprints..."
Frowning, Zhong Xiaojun pulled Xu Xiaodong to look at the snow next to them.
I saw a row of clearly visible footprints on the snow, almost as big as a palm and in the shape of a plum blossom.
The footprints were deeply sunken in the snow, and the surrounding snowflakes looked a little messy because they had melted and re-condensed.
When Xu Xiaodong saw the footprints, he immediately widened his eyes and shouted in surprise and joy:
"This... could this be the footprints of a Siberian tiger?"
His voice unconsciously rose several octaves, and his eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and excitement.
In their opinion, killing a few herbivorous animals like sika deer and gazelles is not a big deal!
If you want to hunt, you have to hunt Siberian tigers, blind bears and wild boars. That’s real hunting!
Especially the Siberian tiger, the king of the mountains. Xu Xiaodong thought that if he killed a Siberian tiger with his own hands, then skinned it and gave it to his father, it would definitely cause a sensation in the circle when he returned to Beijing.
In particular, his father has always been nicknamed "Xu the Tiger" in the army, and the skin of a Siberian tiger is a perfect match.
"What? There are Siberian tigers here?"
Hearing the voice, Zhao Mengsheng immediately came over excitedly.
He bent down to carefully examine the footprints on the snow, and occasionally compared them with his palm.
The more he looked, the more excited he became. He called out to Huang Xiaoli, who was standing beside him, "Old Huang, come over here and take a look! There are tiger footprints here. Oh my goodness, a footprint this big, this tiger must have weighed 500 to 600 kilograms!"
"Where is it? Where is it? Let me see..."
Huang Xiaoli came over upon hearing the noise, staring at the footprints on the snow with eyes wide open, and shouted excitedly, "They are really tiger footprints! Our luck is so good, right? We can encounter a Siberian tiger halfway up the mountain? Generally speaking, Siberian tigers live in the dense forests further inside."
Chen Jing and Xu Xiaoyun also followed curiously, and looking at the footprints of the Siberian tiger, they couldn't help but sigh.
"This tiger's footprint really looks like a plum blossom."
"Brother Xiaodong, what should we do? There are Siberian tigers here. We...we should go back quickly!"
Chen Jing was a little scared and spoke timidly.
Xu Xiaodong and Zhao Mengsheng said in unison: "No! We can't go back."
Huang Xiaoli also nodded and said: "Why go back! Such a good opportunity, we all have weapons. This Siberian tiger encountered us, it's bad luck, today I, Huang Xiaoli, will also be a tiger-hunting hero!"
"That's right! Xiaojing, the Siberian tiger is indeed the king of this forest. But we all have guns in our hands. As long as we stay alert, it should be this Siberian tiger that should run away. And..."
Squinting his eyes, Xu Xiaodong said proudly, "If my guess is correct, this Siberian tiger is injured..."
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