I suddenly looked confused and said, "How to lead?"
Uncle Tian said calmly, "The mandrill is vindictive. You just hurt it. This guy has already remembered you. As long as you stand at the entrance of the cave, it can smell you. When the time comes, you try to lead it out of the cave. I will try again."
Just give it one more shot and that’s it!”
I was a little timid. I recalled the way the mandrill glared at me. I felt guilty inexplicably. I was hesitant and didn't know what to do. Uncle Tian had already begun to urge me, "What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful the mandrill is, he is just a beast after all. As long as you lure him
It counts as a success if it comes out of the hole!”
I had no choice but to nod my head and run down the cave. There were a few rocks beside the cave, which was perfect for hiding. I hid behind the rocks, calmed down, and bravely looked into the cracks in the rocks.
As a result, at this glance, I immediately saw a pair of eyes floating in the darkness, like searchlights, filled with dark red bloodshot eyes, staring at me from afar.
I felt dizzy and the feeling of stiffness in my limbs came back. I recalled Uncle Tian's instructions in my mind not to look at this guy, so I instinctively closed my eyes and found that it really worked.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the mandrill could no longer confuse me, and my stiff body regained its strength.
I couldn't miss this opportunity. I took the opportunity to muster up the courage and swing out the military thorn in my hand.
This was a blind light, and I didn’t know whether it was a stab or not. I only heard a "chichi" cry in my ear, which was very sharp, as if someone was chewing glass next to my ear. The handle of the knife sank immediately, and I was hit by a
A huge force forced it open.
Then a fluffy claw grabbed my chest, and before I could react, my feet left the ground, my body flew away, and I was hit hard against the stone wall.
boom!
The moment my back hit the stone wall, I felt my entire internal organs shift in pain. I couldn't breathe and almost fainted.
Before I could react, a fluffy arm stretched out from the hole and grabbed me.
I was so frightened at that time that I felt the wind behind my head. Almost out of instinct, I quickly lay down. The wind flew past my scalp and hit the mountain wall hard, followed by rocks.
The sound of rolling.
I didn't dare to breathe, so I quickly turned over and looked behind me, only to find that the mandrill's claws were like steel knives, and actually made a ferocious scratch on a stone the size of a fist, followed closely by a swipe.
The falling stone powder blurred my eyes.
My eyes were blinded and I was scared to death. I quickly rubbed my eyes with my hands. At this time, I heard another gunshot. I only heard a "bang" and a stuffed object fell down next to me and hit me directly.
Not far from me.
My heart skipped a beat. My eyes were still covered with sand and I couldn't open them at all. So I instinctively reached out and grabbed a handful of the fluffy object. Only then did I realize that what I was grabbing seemed to be a hard mandrill.
I felt scared for a moment and wanted to let go again.
But Uncle Tian jumped out of the ambush and shouted to me, "Don't be afraid, that guy is dead, drag his body over here quickly!"
I felt a little more at ease now, gritted my teeth, and staggered back dragging the mandrill's body.
At this time, a lot of sand in my eyes was washed away by tears. I lowered my head again and looked at the mandrill in my hand. I found that there was a big hole in the forehead of this thing, and the bullet penetrated directly into the skull. It was all sticky.
There was blood and flesh, but his eyes were still wide open, and the protruding eyeballs were filled with anger, as if they were still glaring at me.
I was frightened by this look, my calves became weak again, I staggered, and was about to fall down.
Uncle Tian raised his gun and charged toward me, shouting to me as he ran, "Run fast, this is the mandrill's lair, and all its kind will come out soon!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a "rustling" sound coming from the stone wall behind me. I couldn't help but look back. I was so scared that I almost peed.
Inside the dark cave, dark red eyes were floating everywhere. Each pair of bloody eyeballs represented a mandrill chasing me. They were so densely packed that they were too numerous to count.
"I, Cio..."
I cursed instinctively, kicked up my legs and ran wildly. Uncle Tian passed me with a gun in his hand and said quickly, "Don't look back, keep running, go to where I park and wait!"
At this moment, I was so frightened that I couldn't think too much. I grabbed the mandrill's stiff arm and ran down the mountain. There was a burst of gunshots behind me, as if Uncle Tian and the mandrills were fighting each other.
, without even bothering to take a closer look, he ran down the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and came to the place where Uncle Tian parked his off-road vehicle. He leaned against a big tree and panted like a cow.
It wasn't until I was relieved that I had the thought to lower my head and examine the mandrill's body.
There are two bullet holes in each mandrill's body, one in the left shoulder and one between the eyes. The blood in the wounds has dried up, but the face still maintains the ferocious expression before death, with exposed fangs and two canines like a wild boar.
On the outside, it is sharp and long, like a sharpened knife.
I calmed down, rummaged around the mandrill's chin with my hand, and sure enough, I pulled out three long green beards. Before I had time to think about it, I pulled off the beards and hid them in my clothes, and was about to kick the mandrill away.
Suddenly, he found something shining on the mandrill's neck. He was surprised, so he squatted down and took a flashlight to look at it, and found that it was a gold-encrusted pendant.
"Strange...where did this beast find the pendant?" I was immediately confused. I took off the pendant and played with it carefully. Before I could find out what was going on, I heard the "rustling" footsteps coming from the back mountain.
There was a sound, and I quickly looked back, only to find that it was Uncle Tian running down the mountain.
He looked a little embarrassed, and his face was covered with blood, both from the mandrill and his own. As I got closer, I discovered that there was a cut on his forehead, and the blood was gurgling out, making him look very ferocious.
I was shocked, put the pendant into my pocket, and asked him how he was doing?
Uncle Tian didn't say anything, but pushed me into the cab, urging me, "Don't ask, drive quickly, those beasts are still chasing me!"
I quickly started the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove toward the foot of the mountain. I was in a panic and almost hit a tree twice in a row. Uncle Tian took the opportunity to find gauze and bandages, bandaged the wound on his forehead, and lay down on the passenger side.
He was panting hard in the driver's seat and suddenly cursed "straight bitch", slapped his thigh and started yelling,
"Damn it, I didn't expect these mandrills to be so fierce. I should have brought an automatic rifle here if I had known!"
I smiled bitterly, as Uncle Tian asked about what happened after I ran down the mountain. Uncle Tian said, "Not long after you ran out, those mandrills came after you. They were all excited as if they had met the enemy who killed my father. They rushed towards me.
Just bite.”
He fired a few shots and hit a few mandrills, but unfortunately he didn't have enough bullets, so he had to put down the gun and fight hand-to-hand. This is how the wound on his forehead came. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and did not affect his movement.
When we talked about the fight with the mandrill, Uncle Tian had a calm expression on his face, but I was frightened and could not help but cast a look of awe at him.
The claws of the mandrill are so hard. I saw with my own eyes that one of its claws could scratch a stone. Uncle Tian could easily run down the mountain even though one of them was worth ten. Although I didn't see the specific fighting process, I felt admiration for him.