Chapter 389: The Jungle After the Cold Wave

A baby elk froze to death.

The grass was still hanging from the mouth, and the corpse was half-hidden in the snow, and its limbs were stiff.

If it hadn't come early this winter and given it another month to grow, it would probably have survived this cold wave.

But nature didn't give it this chance, and it seems that it was only two months old.

Now it's freezing to death, it's that cruel.

The corpse has been eaten by carnivores, and only the abdomen, the rest of which is as hard as a stone, and the lips will freeze when touched on it, and a layer of flesh will be torn off to escape.

In the cold winter season of Montana, you need to bring a stick to pee outdoors and knock while urinating, otherwise Ding Ding will be frozen.

This is not a joke, at least until now, Han Xuan and their group, no one dares to say that they go to the toilet, and they have to hold it to death, such as Han's father.

Looking into the wooden house with iron bars in the windows, Jason gasped and said, "No one's here." ”

There are one of them every one kilometer, and two of them have been found, and the footprints of the animals are dense, but there is no trace of anyone walking on them.

"Hood and Vernald are tourists from Helena, the state capital, who came to hunt, and when they registered, they said that they had hunted with their father before, otherwise we would not have allowed those two people to come in alone, and now it seems that they are deceitful and hurt themselves."

Search and rescue officer Conan took off his hat, sweating profusely, and the hot air condensed into white water droplets, and when it cooled down a little, he put his hat on again and covered his ears, "Go further, you are from the Delta Force?" ”

He saw George carving a special mark on the tree with a knife at a distance of dozens of meters, and continued: "Don't be so troublesome, I know everything here, and I can take you out with my eyes closed, I used to be in the 25th Infantry Division, and I was a senior soldier." ”

"I was a sergeant when I retired, and George was my assistant, with the rank of corporal." Jason noticed that the white-tailed deer were moving, reached out and gestured to speak later, opening the door to the hut and letting them in.

Han Xuan carefully watched the movement outside, and not long after, an adult jaguar pounced out of the snow bushes and headed straight for the white-tailed deer.

Quickly bite the neck of the doe that landed at the back, in fact, the white-tailed deer is not slow to run, and changes direction more flexibly than the jaguar.

But it was the first deer to be born this spring, and it was the first time it had seen snow and it was not yet used to walking in the snow.

This jaguar was covered in snow and was too close.

The jaguar is more than two and a half meters long, with smooth lines, lying on the white-tailed deer and biting its neck, and the blood stains the snow red.

This big cat, which originally lived in Central and South America, has now had to adapt to the cold climate of Montana because of the squeezing of its living environment by humans.

The jaguars in Flathead Forest Park were free-range, and there were so few predators around them that deer flooded in the sixties, and the Authority brought in four jaguars to balance nature.

One was killed by a British Columbia wolf in the first year, and the remaining ones bred seven jaguars in the fall of the second year, three of which survived, and through continuous breeding and breeding, they have grown to nearly 100 today, which Han Xuan learned from the wall calendar distributed by the park service.

The jaguar looked at the wooden house, opened its mouth and let go of the white-tailed deer, while the prey was still hot, took a big bite to replenish its physical energy, and ate very quickly, experience told it that if it was slow, these prey would freeze.

After more than ten minutes, it bit the belly of the white-tailed deer, tore open a large piece of meat, and ran away in its mouth.

Not long after the jaguar left, a group of hungry wild dogs, smelling the smell of blood, also came running, continued to bite and eat, and when the prey froze, they were unwilling to go around the wooden house twice and left.

A real-life version of the animal world is staged outside the house.

Snowy owls also came to join in the fun, and they were only larger than the ones seen before, and their body length could be 60 centimeters.

But it was too late, and pecked at its prey with its mouth for a long time, without knocking on the ice.

Waiting for a few unknown birds, returning to the nest and hatching the frozen eggs, Conan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"They're gone, or the birds won't dare to come back, now at four o'clock, let's go ahead and find a wooden house, if we don't find it, we will continue tomorrow, there will be a search and rescue team in the town, I'm sorry for you."

There was a thickly dressed worker, not a local, who came from the city.

I hadn't seen such a bloody picture, and found that there were obvious bear paw prints on the door, and I was shocked: "Can those two people survive here in one night?" ”

Father Han looked at him, shook his head and said, "I don't know, look for it first, it should be possible to stay in the wooden house, they brought a quilt for the night, and a gun ......"

Anyone could tell that he was not confident, and it was also very cold in these wooden houses, only one or two degrees higher than outside, but there was no wind, and it was slightly more comfortable.

After solving the physiological problems in the wooden house, wearing too many pants is sometimes a troublesome thing and difficult to take off.

Continue to set off, shouting the names of the two from time to time.

People didn't see it, and the snow on the trees shook a lot.

Moving on, there are many battles between predators and predators.

A cold spell has brought out their wildness.

In order to survive, they can only keep fighting, and the moose arches half a meter of snow with their horns, just to eat a few mouthfuls of hay underneath, and there is really no way to gnaw on the bark again.

Not all carnivores are winners.

There was a gray wolf with a stab cut in the belly, a small wound that was nothing in the spring, but now it is fatal.

An invincible brown bear that roamed Flathead was also dead.

Covered in ice and snow, it turned into a sculpture.

It hasn't had time to dig a hole for hibernation, probably before the snow has yet to get out, and it comes out at night to hunt prey, but it encounters a sharp cooling halfway, curls up behind rocks to avoid the wind and snow, and has not yet raised a good fat layer, and cannot resist this change.

The damage from this cold wave was much greater than Conan had imagined.

He said sadly, "I know this bear, little Riley.

It was injured by a trap in the summer, and ran to the hunter for help, and was going to send it to the zoo to recuperate, but I didn't agree, the wild is where they live, not bribing us to get the zoo for animal shows.

In just one day, it is estimated that a third of Flathead's animals died, and that number will expand in a few days, and it will take five years for the number to recover. ”

"You're right, Mr. Conan, the only blame is the change in temperature this year, I think it'd rather die in the wild than be kept in captivity."

Han Xuan comforted, and added in his heart, his lazy person doesn't count, he still wants to be taken care of.

"I know it's happened many times, and when I've covered little Riley with snow, I'll go.

I really shouldn't have named them, it was like some kind of contract, and then they became friends, and I was most afraid of this kind of thing before I came, but I didn't expect it to happen......"

When thirsty, dust off the snow above the snow layer.

I grabbed a little clean snowflake and put it in my mouth, and after about twenty minutes of walking, the snow in the sky stopped for a while.

The clouds are still in the air, and they may continue to fall at any time, and the temperature is still dropping.

Han Xuan suddenly found something red next to an old pine tree, on the lookout platform a few meters above the ground.

As one of the most conspicuous colors, the red tent has always been a favorite of hunters in the wild, excited: "I found it!" Be there! ”

Hurry through the snow.

Conan shouted the names of Hood and Vernald, and the other party could surely hear them, but no one came out to respond.

The father grabbed his son, his face was heavy, "Don't go, it's here!" ”

Han Xuan also thought of something, nodded and didn't speak.

Conan hurried to the bottom of the pine tree, shook off the snow from the rusty iron ladder, and stepped up the ladder......