The sound is very close, as if it is right next to you!

Mo Xiaomei's brain was excited, and then he suddenly woke up from his confusion, touched his left hand behind his back, and pulled out the mountain opening knife.

Then he saw a dark reflection of himself in the stream.

It was also barking with its neck stretched, and continued to drink water after the call, ignoring Mo Kitten at all.

Mo Xiaomei was motionless, and with the corner of his eye, he saw that less than 1 meter to his right, a gray body, gray hair, four thin legs, a thin body, and a thin tail drooping, not energetic at all, not at all fierce.

This creature is familiar to Mo Kitten, and he has seen them countless times in the mountains.

If he encountered one of them with a shotgun, Mo Kitten was never afraid, even if he was only twelve years old at that time.

Twelve-year-old Mo kitten hit the gray wolf's open mouth with one shot, and the whole wolf's mouth was blown to pieces, although he was also rebounded by the huge recoil of the shotgun, and the Mo kitten who was slapped on the back of the head by the following father felt very happy, the overlord of the mountain became the first prey in his life, and the gray wolf's fur in winter was really warm.

But now, he doesn't have a gun, only a knife.

Although the lone wolf is terrifying, Mo Kitten, who has a mountain knife in his hand, is also confident that he can insert a half-foot-long mountain knife into its heart before it tears its own throat.

But it was howling, very determined, and the not very supple fur on its body proved that it was not living well in the cold winter, and that it must need food.

Gray wolves are not like dogs, they rarely bark, even when foraging, howling will only make the prey flee faster, they are always silent to tear open the throat of the prey, silently tear open the soft belly of the prey, and devour the soft internal organs.

Howling at the moon at night may be a vent for loneliness, but at dusk, the time when they are foraging, the greatest possibility can only be to summon their companions to have a meal.

Wolves on the verge of encounter? Mo Kitten's brain was blindfolded all of a sudden, so he held the mountain knife, knelt like that, and didn't dare to move as he watched it drink water.

As if satisfied with the stiff form of the prey in front of him, the gray wolf didn't pay attention to Mo Kitten at all, until he was satisfied with drinking water, raised his head and licked his nose with his tongue, and then turned his head to stare at Mo Kitten.

The gray, thin, long face and two dark eyes looked motionless at the prey.

Mo Kitten also stared at the jungle beast that seemed to have been sure of victory and was about to shout for a family to come to dinner.

It has this qualification, it is the fiercest insect and black bear in the mountains, and it will turn around and leave as soon as it encounters a wolf pack.

Four eyes just look at it.

A 17-year-old boy and a skinny big bad wolf just looked at each other.

It's like the reunion of two old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, enthusiastic and focused. Mo Kitten can even read the contempt in the wolf's eyes, just a prey, just wait for death, what kind of eyes!

Mo Kitten's hand is clenching, clenching the mountain knife in his hand, the gray wolf's fur is tight, just chopping, it can't hit it hard, and it's almost the same when replaced by a big man with infinite strength.

Mo Kitten was very worried about the big man two meters behind him, but he didn't dare to look back, as soon as he turned around, the gray wolf who thought he had a chance of winning would pounce on him and bite his carotid artery as soon as possible, and its sharp teeth could cut through the tough skin of animals with a slight stroke, such as wild boars.

Mo Kitten stared at the gray wolf one meter away, his legs were accumulated, and he slowly changed from a kneeling position to a squatting position, and gradually stood up. Of course, you can't kneel, not only because kneeling is not good, it's just a posture to feed wolves, but more importantly, Mo Kitten wants to make herself look taller.

The larger the prey, the more cautious the gray wolf is when hunting, unless it is to find the opportunity to kill with one blow, the gray wolf will not take the initiative to attack, unless its companions have been surrounded, and in its consciousness when the prey can no longer escape, Mo Kitten knows the gray wolf's hunting skills very well.

Obviously, its companion hasn't arrived yet, but it should be soon. In this process, the gray wolf is not without movement, its throat makes a low roar similar to that of a dog, takes a few steps back, and the front leg is arched on the back leg, the whole is a standard training posture when running a special obstacle just climbed over the low barbed wire fence and prepared to jump over the chest wall of fire.

The gray wolf's front legs were contracting, and Mo Kitten knew that this was the prelude to its imminent attack, and he had already heard a rustling sound from a hundred meters away, which was the sound of the wolves about to surround him.

The gray wolf could no longer tolerate the arrogance of its prey, and it was about to attack.

Mo Kitten also bowed down, even if he was torn to pieces by the wolves, he would use a few wolves as a sacrifice for himself and the big man before becoming pieces. Because, he is the most elite special forces of the Independent Regiment, even if his bones are found by the commander, he can proudly say to the other soldiers that Mo Kitten and the big man did not lose the face of the Independent Regiment, even in the face of wolves.

The gray wolf didn't wait for his companion, he rose straight into the air and pounced on Mo Kitten's neck, his snow-white teeth were very bright, brighter than the snow in the snow, and the heavy fishy smell in the giant mouth clearly showed that it had no habit of brushing his teeth, and Mo Kitten could even see the shreds of meat stuck between its teeth.

A kick to fly the buried snowdrift is also mixed with sand and gravel, which is the result of Mo Kitten's accumulation for half a day, the difference between people and animals is that people can use tools. When the eye is hit by a foreign object, both humans and animals will have a brief dullness, and the gray wolf is no exception.

At the moment when the gray wolf twisted his neck to dodge in the air, Mo Kitten's feet were wrong, his body was slightly sideways, from bottom to top, and the mountain knife in his hand stabbed suddenly, and the gray wolf's soft abdominal cavity was directly penetrated, and blood sprayed all over Mo Kitten's arm.

Mo Kitten brazenly pulled out the mountain knife and took a few steps back, the injured beast was the most dangerous, it failed to pierce the heart, and he couldn't guarantee that the gray wolf didn't have the ability to attack again.

But the gray wolf unexpectedly did not attack again, but howled loudly, and there was no previous cruel confidence in his voice, and Mo Kitten actually felt a trace of sadness in its howl.

As if, it didn't want its companions to come.

There was no time to think about the mind of a gray wolf, Mo Kitten took this opportunity to take a few steps back in a row, widening the distance between him and the gray wolf, until he stood in front of the sled, and the big man lying behind him was his last line of defense, and if he wanted to hurt the big man, he had to let his blood drain first.

The rustle was finally close.

With despair, Mo Xiaomei looked at the bushes where the voice came, not many, as long as there were more than two, he and the big man would probably have to confess to the stream that gave him hope today.

Don't look at the fact that he was able to hit the gray wolf with a blow just now, it was the spirit of his whole body that he had condensed, and the trace of physical strength that he had just recovered after drinking enough water.

Now, not only are his legs weak, but he can't even hold the mountain knife in his hand.

But the next moment, Mo Kitten's eyes widened.