CHAPTER 442: CHAPTER 411 EVIL WOLF ATTACK

Balang was an excellent military dog; even when it faced any situation back in Kamui, be it gunfights or explosions, Balang always performed with exceptional alertness and calmness.

But this time, not only did the fur on Balang’s neck bristle, but he actually dragged his Bullet-Proof Vest over to Mountain Eagle, indicating that he wanted his master to help him put it on.

Mountain Eagle found this scaredy-cat behavior amusing, but then he noticed Old Qiao putting a wide collar studded with rusty nails on the dog Simone, and he realized the situation might not be as simple as he thought.

As Mountain Eagle was putting the Bullet-Proof Vest on Balang, a few pairs of green eyes appeared at the edge of the woods about 15 meters away...

As the eyes, which resembled floating will-o’-the-wisps, drew closer, several enormous silhouettes began to emerge from the forest.

Mountain Eagle forcefully secured the Velcro on Balang’s Bullet-Proof Vest, stood up, and looking at the massive gray wolves cursed in disbelief, "What the hell is this? Devil’s Meat Wolf?"

The shoulder height of the four giant wolves was nearly 70 centimeters, and they looked to weigh upwards of 90 kilograms...

Most eerie was the strange bulging of the muscles on their shoulders and hips; the muscle lines were surprisingly pronounced—such a low body fat percentage did not match that needed for survival in the wild, making it obvious they were not natural creations.

Seeing the giant wolves bare their fangs, Mountain Eagle took out a bear spray canister from behind, threw it forcefully at the wolves, then picked up the M2 and blew it up before the spray canister hit the ground...

"Bang"

The loud gunshot alerted everyone to the presence of danger, and then a pungent smell drifted into the woods with the breeze over the wetlands.

The giant wolves, looking rather intimidating, were frightened by the gunshot and hopped backward a few steps before being drenched in spray from head to face.

At this point, they should be like people sprayed with pepper spray, incapacitated, but to Mountain Eagle’s amazement, not only did they not flee after the irritation, they became even more excited and aggressive, as if they had received a signal to attack...

Witnessing the four giant wolves rush out of the forest and spread out, Mountain Eagle picked up the M2 and fired two shots at the two wolves straight ahead.

At a distance of thirty meters, even a moving target would not escape Mountain Eagle’s precision...

The deer bullet pellets spread open in a bloody spray across the heads, faces, and chests of the two giant wolves...

But what was horrifying was that the giant wolves, supposedly mortally wounded, did not stop but instead sped up their pace, pouncing on Mountain Eagle like iron cavalries charging...

For the first time, feeling a fatal threat emanating from an animal, Mountain Eagle subconsciously quickened his shooting rhythm...

"Bang bang bang bang"

Four continuous shots hit the two wolves, finally bringing them down about ten meters away.

The moment he downed the wolves in front, the ones flanking from left and right also arrived...

Balang, facing opponents several sizes larger than itself, bravely defended Mountain Eagle’s right side.

As the giant wolf pounced, Balang’s limbs wobbled like springs, and at the moment the wolf pounced on him, with a small leap to the side, he sprang up with coiled strength, opening his big mouth like a crocodile hunting and biting into the wolf’s neck.

As for Mountain Eagle, facing the pouncing giant wolf, he quickly swung the gun barrel towards the body of the wolf and fired a shot, then as the giant wolf howled in agony, he pushed the solitary bullet into the chamber in front of the shell ejection port...

The giant wolf landed, bounced up, still wanting to attack...

"Bang"

The solitary bullet struck the giant wolf’s shoulder blade, shattering large chunks of muscle and breaking its spine, shards of the bullet pierced its organs, swiftly claiming the giant wolf’s life.

Mountain Eagle couldn’t afford to check his victory; he dug out four solitary bullets and swiftly loaded them into his shotgun, then rushed to the vicinity of Balang and the giant wolf’s battle circle, his gun at the ready, seeking an opportunity...

"Balang..."

Following Mountain Eagle’s call, Balang, who had tightly clamped onto the giant wolf’s neck, twisted his body forcefully a few times, wiggling his back out of the giant wolf’s mouth, then turned and dashed away.

"Bang"

The moment the giant wolf tried to pursue, a solitary bullet hit its chest, the immense kinetic energy and damage swiftly breaking down the wolf’s ability to move.

The entire combat process seemed lengthy when spoken about, but in reality, it was only five or six seconds, so quick that Butcher and Daria, who came to provide support, simply didn’t have the chance to shoot...

The approaching Butcher saw the first two wolves, which had been hit by the deer bullets, still twitching on the ground; he frowned and fired two shots with his AK-105 to ensure they were motionless, then he walked over to Mountain Eagle’s side, saying a bit nervously, "Boss, are you alright?"

Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "The rifle is no good, go get the shotgun, use solitary bullets..."

Speaking, Mountain Eagle looked toward the direction of the woods, and said, "There are still eight of them; these creatures are a bit peculiar, they’re getting ready to ambush us from both sides of the Waterfront...

I’ll go assist Old Qiao, you guys go help Quida, their guns won’t hold up..."

After speaking, Mountain Eagle dashed toward where Old Qiao was...

Approaching, a loud "Bang" was heard...

Thirty meters away, as four wolves charged madly, one suddenly lost its footing and plunged heavily to the ground, but miraculously stood up after rolling forward twice, continuing to sprint a few meters before dying due to the spreading internal injuries.

Truly, it died on the path of its charge...

The remaining three giant wolves, seemingly fearless, charged wildly forward; approaching Old Qiao at about ten meters, they knew to spread left and right, distracting with the wolf in front while the wolves on the flanks attacked.

Wolves indeed hunt like this, but to carry out such deliberate actions while sprinting is incredibly rare.

"Pop pop pop pop pop..."

"Bang"

"Da da da da..."

"Bang"

When Mountain Eagle fired, gunshots also rang out from Kamui’s side...

The giant wolf that had circled to Old Qiao’s right was flipped over by a single shot from Mountain Eagle, while Balang darted over to Big Dog Simone like a ghost. In the moment it bravely faced the giant wolf, it leapt up and bit fiercely onto one of the wolf’s hind legs, dragging it forcefully...

"Bang"

Old Qiao’s second shot hit the giant wolf charging towards him, but because it didn’t hit a vital spot, the wolf’s body twisted and it leapt up, lunging towards Old Qiao...

With a movement unfit for his age, Old Qiao bent sideways and drew his knife to strike, and at the same time...

"Bang"

The bullet fired by Mountain Eagle and Old Qiao’s knife struck the giant wolf almost at the same moment...

Old Qiao left a large gash on the giant wolf’s neck, while Mountain Eagle’s bullet completely tore open the abdomen of the wolf.

As it hit the ground, clusters of intestines and viscera spilled out due to momentum.

Even then, the giant wolf still tried to gnaw at Old Qiao’s leather boots, moving its neck.

Without a moment to praise Mountain Eagle’s marksmanship, Old Qiao kicked away the giant wolf’s gaping mouth, worked the lever to chamber a round, and rushed to the side of the wolf-dog’s battle, firing a shot into the heart of the giant wolf from less than two meters away.

Seeing that the crisis here was resolved, Mountain Eagle charged toward Butcher and the others.

A ghostly pale Daria sat on the ground, emptying the last bullet in the magazine of her UMP45 into a giant wolf that seemed like it emerged from hell.

After the giant wolf slumped to the ground just half a meter away from her, Daria let out a sigh of relief, as if drained of energy...

These ferocious and malevolent wolves not only had well-developed muscles with clear tactics, but their vitality was extraordinarily tenacious.

Ordinary caliber ammunition could kill them, but firstly hitting them was difficult, and secondly, even if you did hit, it was hard to instantly cripple their ability to move; some non-fatal injuries could even make them more frenzied.

This is what’s called ’insufficient stopping power’...

Old America’s police like to empty their magazines, not because they really enjoy doing it, but partly because the stopping power of 9mm caliber pistols isn’t enough.

Unable to instantly cripple an opponent’s ability to act, they have to compensate with quantity.

Every year in the United States, there are cases where police unload a barrage on a suspect only to end up being killed by the suspect.

That’s why the most frequent command from police in TV shows is, "Let me see your hands! Don’t move, stay right there..."

Butcher and Daria had no time to go back to the tent to grab shotguns, so their attack was ineffective.

Luckily, Old Quida was quick-witted. Facing the giant wolf’s charge, he chose not to shoot but instead threw a fishing net over the charging wolf, which gave Butcher and Daria a chance to quickly deal with two of the giant wolves, then handle the remaining two...

Still, they were in quite a disheveled state!

By the time Mountain Eagle arrived, the battle had already ended...

Looking at the ghostly pale Daria and the panting Butcher, Mountain Eagle went up to lift Daria to her feet, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "I brought a few great anti-stabbing suits, I think you guys won’t mind a bit more weight on you..."

Watching the dead bodies of the giant wolves on the ground, Daria, panting heavily, nodded and said, "What in the world are these things?

They’re nothing like wild wolves..."

Quida pulled his dagger from the twitching heart of a giant wolf and tugged at the mottled fur on the wolf’s neck, speaking in a deep voice, "They’ve been cursed..."

Mountain Eagle knew there were no more giant wolves, and the light here was too dim; he called out to Butcher and led the way by dragging out a hind leg of a giant wolf toward the campfire...

Soon, the corpses of 12 giant wolves were lined up near the fire...

Having encountered such an event right after coming ashore, the atmosphere at the camp was extremely solemn!

Old Qiao, as the most experienced hunter at the scene, examined these giant wolves...

These wolves were the Magengxie Wolf, the largest subspecies of the North American gray wolf, active in the regions of Alaska and northern Canada.

However, these Magengxie wolves were significantly larger than their counterparts, much like fitness fanatics who are bigger than their peers.

They averaged around 85 kilograms in weight, with body lengths clearly over two meters.

wolves of such size, if encountered in the wild by an unarmed human, could easily massacre just like wolves slipping into a sheep pen – they could kill just for sport!

Firearms were still effective against them, with 9mm caliber pistols able to penetrate their skin, but their vitals were protected by thick muscles and bones, making the stopping power of small caliber ammunition perform very poorly on them.

Such monsters, given three to five seconds, could cover a distance of over ten meters to rip open your throat.

After checking each one, Old Qiao finally stood up and shook his head, "This isn’t something that should be in Alaska...

They wouldn’t survive the winter!"

Mountain Eagle touched the fur of the giant wolf, noting that the fur that should have been fluffy was falling out in clumps like molting...

Seeing Mountain Eagle’s curious expression, Old Qiao crouched beside him, cut open the abdomen of a giant wolf to expose the visceral tissue, and said, "These wolves have almost no fat under their skin and in their internal organs, so their skin is very thin.

They can’t keep their fur, and without internal fat, they wouldn’t survive the winter in Alaska.

They’re absolutely not natural beings..."

Mountain Eagle grasped a wolf’s head to examine it, noticing something unusual behind its ears; he cut it open with a knife and, with a grave expression, nodded, "You’re right, they’re not naturally occurring, they’ve been created..."