CHAPTER 503: CHAPTER 467 DEFEATED AND DISHEARTENED

Things had gone completely off the script that Little Tom had set...

Little Tom was not actually a member of any international animal protection organization; he was a mercenary!

Someone had hired him through the International Animal Protection Organization to lead a large group of people to Alaska under the guise of an investigation to protect a large group of technical personnel entering the mountains from Russian Mission.

The employer wanted Little Tom to find something valuable and to recover as many of the altered animals and any remote controllers that may have been lost outside as possible.

Brown Bear Camp had once been staffed by journalists, even using Little Ruby as cover, detailing the inhumane experiments of the lab and how they controlled the animals.

The two giant wolves and the glimpse of the cougar, along with the revealed remote controller, were Little Tom’s important targets.

What Mountain Eagle was most worried about, the children and the pregnant woman, were not Little Tom’s targets because the laboratory had been completely destroyed, and none of the people inside had escaped. Without the lab’s technical support, those children were merely blood packs.

For those big shots, with such a large target, it would be costlier and riskier to bring them back than to obtain what they wanted through other channels.

It was just about the hematopoietic stem cells; without the natural ones, they could just extract hematopoietic stem cells from others, modify them genetically, and reintroduce them into the human body. The effect might not be as good, but it could still suffice.

Compared to the perverted needs of those big shots, only Mountain Eagle, who had witnessed Luna’s dynamic vision, knew the children’s excellence.

A slight deviation in understanding led Mountain Eagle to not want to settle things amicably from the start.

Little Tom had a similar idea, but his was purely for the money...

The employer had given him an $800,000 budget to buy the two giant wolves along with the remote controllers.

These days, selling one’s life hardly makes money; of course, Little Tom first thought of pocketing the money and completing the task by other means.

He had anticipated that the Indians from Brown Bear Camp wouldn’t cooperate easily, so after slaughtering the members of the Green Nature Foundation, he dumped their bodies into the river to let them drift downstream...

Including his approach of bringing a corpse to the door, the aim was to intimidate the natives and the camp owner, to make them cooperate obediently.

This approach usually never failed, especially when he had official documents in hand...

But the outcome far exceeded Little Tom’s expectations!

The amount of weapons at Brown Bear Camp, the relationship between the natives and the camp owner, and the attitude of the state police—when these elements combined, his plan fell through.

Watching the two restless giant wolves, Little Tom clenched his teeth, waved at his subordinates signaling them to put away their weapons, and then took out several documents from the pocket on his chest and handed them to Michael...

"Officer, they are all members of a regular security company. Their mission is to protect those workers entering the landslide area for environmental surveys.

If you have any doubts, you can call their company headquarters, and someone will answer your questions."

As he spoke, Little Tom sneered at the onlooking Mountain Eagle and said, "Sir, I hope you have a good mood!"

Mountain Eagle nodded with a smile, "I accept your blessing...

Hurry up and make your move. After you guys leave, we still need to have breakfast!"

Little Tom was clearly prepared; he grinned and then turned to whisper to one of his associates at his side, following which two men carrying anesthetic air guns approached within about 8 meters of the two giant wolves...

"Puff puff puff..."

These two giant wolves looked madly fierce, so two anesthetic guns fired three anesthetic needles at each of them.

The dosage was enough to sedate an elephant, so the two giant wolves were quickly taken down...

Seeing the anesthetic needles worked, Little Tom called a few people to bring two stretchers from the boat and then directed them over to the giant wolves, unlocking the chains around their necks.

Just as the four strong men were about to lift the two giant wolves onto the stretchers, Mountain Eagle suddenly smirked...

The two giant wolves, which had been clearly subdued, suddenly jerked their bodies violently, then let out a hysterical roar, and started to tear frantically at everything around them...

Due to the alterations, the giant wolves lacked the stamina of traditional Magengxie wolves, but they had top-tier size, strength, explosive power, and bite force.

An unfortunate guy got bitten on the hand. While struggling to free himself, his flesh was torn apart, and another guy had it even worse. The maddened giant wolf somehow thought to bite fiercely into that guy’s groin area...

As the giant wolf desperately twisted its body for a tear, the onlookers clamped their legs together and let out a unified "oh..." in unison.

The unlucky guy who was bitten in a vital area couldn’t make a sound; he could only grab his pants in the groin area with both hands, then his mouth and nose seemed sealed off, unable to breathe in or out, and he just stood there frozen...

By the time the people nearby came to their senses, picking up thick wooden sticks to hit the giant wolf, and chased it away, the guy curled up on the ground clutching his groin, collapsing sideways.

After a full 30 seconds, just when everyone thought the guy might die, he took a deep breath and let out a shrill, spine-chilling scream...

Two giant wolves took down two men and were not satisfied. They twisted their bodies, skittering across the ground to dodge the beating of sticks around them...

A burly man as tall as two meters swung his stick and missed, and just as he turned to pursue, his lower leg suddenly became excruciatingly painful, and his body was yanked off balance...

Then something even more terrifying happened: another giant wolf avoided the strike, twisted its body to change direction, and lunged with wide-open jaws at the burly man’s neck...

Almost instinctively, the burly man placed his right hand in front of his neck and, feeling the intense pain, roared as he grabbed a rock with his left hand and smashed it hard against the giant wolf’s head.

However, whether out of instinct or training, the giant wolf’s action after biting its target was to violently twist its body and drag outward...

The burly man’s calf and right hand both endured horrific tearing, and involuntarily spread out, causing his left hand’s attack to miss the giant wolf.

Fortunately, the others reacted, with two rushing into the speedboat to get guns, while the rest grabbed stones and sticks from the ground and hurled them at the two giant wolves.

There was once a fool who researched that amongst a thousand human samples, even if they wore protective gear, less than 5% were brave enough to confront a German Shepherd head-on.

If a German Shepherd was daunting, not to mention a giant wolf a two-thirds larger...

Those stones and sticks thrown at the giant wolves, either missed or were simply ignored by the near insensitive giant beasts...

An ally’s thrown rock cracked the burly man’s head open. He screamed and flailed his limbs violently, yelling, "Pull them off, FUCK, pull them off..."

Just then, two guys who had rushed in to grab automatic weapons charged up the dock. Little Tom got the weapon tossed by a mate and was about to aim and shoot when the two giant wolves, as if triggered, suddenly released their grip and darted into the nearby woods before Little Tom could open fire...

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

AR rifle bullets made holes in several pine trees, chasing after the giant wolves’ shadows but failing to hit the targets.

Little Tom summoned his armed companion to pursue into the woods, which of course yielded nothing.

When he returned to the site, he found the Indians had already gone back to the camp to prepare breakfast, leaving only the camp’s owner and a few state police indifferent to the moaning of the unlucky victims on the ground.

Little Tom quickly checked on his fellows, and the situation was very bad...

Three injured, the least hurt being one bitten on the hand by a giant wolf, tendons in the wrist torn in the struggle, and the wound looking severe.

The guy bitten in the groin had fainted, a large pool of blood gathering under him.

The seemingly worst-off burly man had his right hand mangled...

The giant wolf’s canine and incisor teeth stabbed into his palm like blades. In the frantic twisting and tearing, the burly man’s right hand was completely ripped open, with the little finger and half of the palm left hanging by skin and flesh from the wrist.

Even if it healed, the man would be giving a ’yeah’ sign wherever he went.

The burly man’s Achilles tendon seemed more intact but was actually more severely injured...

Little Tom was livid, gun in hand as he stomped towards Mountain Eagle, only to see Butcher and Pigeon both raise their UMP45s. He switched targets midway and charged at State Police Michael and Scott, roaring loudly, "Why didn’t you shoot?"

Michael stared at Little Tom’s gun, and after the muzzle was lowered, he spread his hands saying, "I was ordered to assist in your safe transport of the wild beasts...

sir, you are from an animal protection organization, your mission is to protect. Are you asking us to kill two precious Magangxie Wolves?

Is there any misunderstanding about your mission?"

Little Tom, looking at Michael’s earnest face, cursed out twice, then said, "I need a plane for evacuating the injured..."

Michael was a cop, after all. He turned to Mountain Eagle and said, "sir..."

Mountain Eagle waved his hand, "The camp’s bush plane is under maintenance..."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle looked at Tom, whose face was extremely unsightly, and said, "Mr. Tom, I suggest you take your people and hurry to Russian Mission. They have a runway there..."

After speaking, Mountain Eagle fiddled with his cell phone and said, "Just now your reckless operation let two man-eating Evil Beasts escape, causing a serious security risk for my camp; I will file a complaint...

Please leave here, you are not welcome!"

Little Tom was done pretending; he stared dead at Mountain Eagle, his expression menacing as he said, "You’ll regret not being friends with me..."

Mountain Eagle, supporting Butcher’s arm, managed to stand and waved, "There are many who hate me, and you, a petty man, will have to get in line."

Saying this, Mountain Eagle patted Butcher’s arm, "Send these gentlemen to the boat. Apart from those two giant wolves, they can’t take anything else from here.

Oh, now that the two giant wolves have run away, that’s too bad for them. Hopefully, their boss is reasonable..."

Butcher disengaged the safety on his UMP45, his index finger on the trigger, standing in Little Tom’s way, with a highly oppressive gaze...

"Will you leave on your own, or do you want me to put you in body bags to send back?"