CHAPTER 375: CHAPTER 360: ROLLING TO THE EXTREME AND NATURALLY STUPID

Mountain Eagle, owing to the arrival of the Killing Bees, found himself fully relaxed...

After setting up six sentry systems that appeared extremely mysterious to others, Mountain Eagle showed off all his skills, creating a twilight barbecue on the café’s terrace.

The food certainly couldn’t be called delicious, plus the drinking was very limited, but somehow, the atmosphere was inexplicably great.

The only one not happy was Marta...

This girl, leading her newly acquired Black Back younger brother to mess around with Mountain Eagle, caused a one-minute delay in dinner, and thus was assigned to feed the dogs.

Feeding the 9 big dogs and 14 puppies was certainly a task demanding physical strength.

With 20 kilograms of dog food, they together needed a bag and a half, and Marta had to pour the food into their bowls one by one.

The first few puppies to finish eating circled around their companions for a while, nagging their parents with shaking heads and wagging tails. Finding it impossible to grab some food from their parents’ bowls, they simply picked up their own bowls and came clanging them to Marta for food.

These chubby, medium-sized pups were incredibly cute, adding a lively twist to Sunset Mountain.

Mountain Eagle had not yet had the chance to get to know these new dogs. As he drank and barbecued, he looked at the smiling Sofia and asked, "How about them? Are they easy to control?"

Sofia, upon hearing this, lightly tapped the earphone on her ear, then said to a large dog, "Monday, sit down..."

The Big Doberman, who was having its meal, paused for a moment, turned its head towards Sofia, and neatly sat down on the ground, looking straight ahead with its chest out.

Many people think Dobermans are skinny dogs, but true Big Dobermans are very robust, with not only strong limbs but also very distinct muscle lines due to their short fur.

Up close, one would feel that they are indeed very strong.

To call them the Dwayne Johnsons of the dog world might be an exaggeration, but it wouldn’t be too far-fetched to liken them to the Chris Hemsworths of the dog world.

Especially as these few were carefully selected fine breeds brought in from Europe by the Kamri Police Dog Center to present to the King as a gift; they not only had larger skeletons but also more flowing and fuller muscles.

Unfortunately, the King, to comply with political correctness, refused these six excellent guard dogs and instead chose some trained stray dogs as watchdogs. As a result, these six dogs that underwent intensive training, became a financial burden for the Kamri Police Dog Center.

With the Thai military and police having such low demand for guard dogs, drug and bomb-sniffing dogs could find work at airports and stations, but guard dogs, a breed with strong aggression, were not popular.

Moreover, as they bred, the burden on the Kamri Police Dog Center grew heavier.

When Mountain Eagle, the unsuspecting benefactor, appeared, the Kamri Police Dog Center couldn’t wait to offload them to Sunset Mountain.

Mountain Eagle indeed got a good deal this time; the cost of importing these six Big Dobermans was by no means low.

Their names were also interesting; the six were named after the days of the week, from Monday to Saturday, with Sunday off and naturally not included.

Male Dobermans were odd days, namely Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

Female Dobermans were even days, namely Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.

The twelve puppy Dobermans had even more interesting names, one for each month from January to December.

Mountain Eagle picked up a little Doberman that was always circling around him, curiously staring at the grill; he checked its dog tag and discovered its name was ’February’...

Watching this little one with a bandage tied around its ear, wagging its tongue, looking up at him pleadingly, Mountain Eagle smiled and grabbed a few pieces of dog food, feeding them into the little one’s mouth...

This feeding was consequential, as the other puppies seemed to receive some sort of signal and all swarmed around him, nipping at his heels and scraping at Mountain Eagle.

Mountain Eagle really enjoyed this lively scene, but he liked the strictly obedient Big Dobermans even more.

Sofia sensed Mountain Eagle’s thoughts, tapped her earphone, let the Big Dobermans continue eating, then looked at Mountain Eagle with a smile and said, "Your gift is magical. It seems that as long as the command I give is correct, whether in Russian or English, they understand."

Mountain Eagle nodded with a smile and replied, "Of course, that’s the masterpiece of some scientists who have poured their hearts and souls into it. Once you sync up with them, you’ll be able to command them to do even more things.

Taking two Dobermans out with you is more effective than a team of bodyguards.

There really aren’t many who can win against them one-on-one!"

Sofia laughed and picked up a little dog, saying, "They can stay here at Sunset Mountain. I’m planning to get a couple of dog training books to read.

I’d rather raise a couple of these little guys myself; the rapport built from a young age must be higher."

Mountain Eagle didn’t entirely agree with Sofia’s conclusion; the response to commands from dogs that had undergone rigorous training would definitely differ from those raised personally.

But for guard dogs, there aren’t so many intricacies; as long as they deter those around them and go for a bite when the owner calls for help, that’s where the value of guard dogs lies.

If Sofia likes it, then for sure she’ll do as she pleases.

Sofia looked at Mountain Eagle’s noncommittal expression, she just smiled and didn’t say anything...

She could see the value of the dog training tools provided by Mountain Eagle, and her first thought was to maximize the potential of these tools.

Therefore, she decided to take advantage of her free time, to help Mountain Eagle to train those little Dobermans and to practice herself; for her own part, she preferred a fiercer breed with stronger adaptability...