Chapter 228: Better to use the gun!

At that moment, La Li Ai, who had originally made up his mind to die under the jaws of this male lion, went blank in his mind.

For someone with sound thinking ability, there are instinctive reactions to danger and pain; it's not that just because you want to end your life you can necessarily do it.

Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why humans stand at the top of the food chain.

Of course, if you choose a method that leaves no chance for remedy or regret, such as jumping from a height of several tens of meters or using a bullet, all it takes is gritting your teeth and it's done.

But facing an attack from a male lion, La Li Ai was also experiencing it for the first time.

Moreover, his brain would be under instinct's command of his body, rather than following the plan he had already designed.

Also, if it weren't for that wooden stick he picked up to provoke the male lion, even if he relied entirely on instinct to make evasive and counterattack motions, it would only be futile.

La Li Ai instinctively raised the arm-thick wooden stick in his hand, which just happened to block the male lion's open mouth that was about to bite his throat, and it lay horizontally between the upper and lower jaws while the mouth was open.

Why not rush forward and fight barehanded? Damn, that's a lion! Not a big cat! Leaving aside pouncing and biting, not to mention fighting strength and bite force; just the weight of this big guy—over two hundred kilograms, over four hundred pounds—how many people could handle it? Yes, Liu Xiaotian is a special forces soldier, now also a combat instructor at the Warrior School, but after all he's still just a person, isn't he? A four-hundred-pound sack, he could hoist it by gritting his teeth; but if someone lifted it and pressed it onto his back, he'd probably vomit blood the next second and be sent to the hospital.

At one, one look `no, one mistaken version%!'

Because, soon other male lions will take advantage of its injury to come and contend for territory and lionesses; once this male lion fails, it not only means being driven out of this territory, but also handing over all the lionesses, and it also means that those few cubs that have just begun to run and jump will also be killed by the new lion pack leader.

At that moment, La Li Ai only heard someone behind him shout loudly: "Get down!"

Especially, the position where the wooden stick got stuck happened to be at its last teeth, nearly tearing the corner of its mouth open.

Facing the angry yet wounded male lion, Liu Xiaotian shielded La Li Ai behind him and began to retreat slowly.

In nature, this is the reality: the law of survival of the fittest, with no existence of "sympathy" or so-called "vulnerable groups."

I don't know if lions also grow "standing teeth," causing the upper and lower teeth to differ in number and position, or if the pain at the corner of the mouth affects its bite force.

"Bang!"

Otherwise, by now this male lion's body temperature would already have begun to drop.

However, for a specially trained special forces soldier, this amount of time is already enough to save two lives.

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to think that the person who spoke was shouting for the lion to hear, so he immediately dropped down.

Lions are inherently social animals, and given this male lion's strength, it is fundamentally impossible for it to be a defeated male lion expelled from the pride due to combat failure.

With this shot, at such a distance, a bulletproof vest made of six-millimeter steel plate could only be described, like a certain postmodern poet, as: "It passed through me, leaving only the trace of its having been here……"

Over two hundred kilograms! Even if not bitten, once pressed underneath, the distance between life and death is just a step away.

At this point, after La Li Ai had come to his senses, he seemed to have developed a fear of death in his heart, especially the fear of dying under the fangs of a wild beast, so he did not persist but instead cautiously retreated slowly, pulling back to Liu Xiaotian's side.

Moreover, he never even had the chance to wait until that moment. La Li Ai was just like that: the instant he placed the wooden stick horizontally in the lion's mouth, he immediately lowered his body, and, taking advantage of the momentum, dodged the lion's forward lunge inertia a moment later, after which, under gravity, his body began to fall.

The power of the AK——103's bullets is no joke.

Although the lion's bite force is strong, it also has its limits.

In short, two seconds after La Li Ai placed the wooden stick horizontally in the lion's mouth, the lion then "cracked" and broke the stick into two pieces.

"La Li Ai! Immediately retreat to my side! Right now!" Liu Xiaotian shouted at La Li Ai while aiming.

To be frank, Liu Xiaotian's shot was deliberately not aimed at a vital spot.

It can be said that even if this male lion eventually heals its wounds, it will surely be lame.

With a crisp gunshot, the male lion that had just landed, weighing over two hundred pounds, instantly slid sideways more than a meter.

At this moment, Liu Xiaotian's mental state was also highly tense; his eyes were fixed on the wounded male lion while he occasionally scanned the other directions, carefully watching for any other lions approaching.

(How come there's the sound of an accelerator? ^_^) "Ah……" the male lion let out a roar filled with intertwined anger and pain from its mouth, staggered back to its feet, its eyes full of anger and hatred fixed firmly on the shooter—Liu Xiaotian standing ten meters behind La Li Ai.

It sounds like two seconds is a very short time.

But after all, there's still a good chance to survive, right? It's certainly better than dying right now under Liu Xiaotian's gun barrel.

Moreover, the male lion's anger level has clearly reached its peak; if we don't tear it apart and roast it, the only conclusion is that this guy's IQ has no chance of further evolution.

Because, a loser would not display such a posture.

The wounded lion obviously also knows how formidable the "thing" in Liu Xiaotian's hand is; although it glares angrily at Liu Xiaotian, it dare not launch another attack right away.

Liu Xiaotian aimed at the lion's left foreleg, and the bullet pierced the leg bone.

Because, human strength can be enhanced through training, but the sturdiness of bone cannot.

Things like "limitless strength" and "innate divine power" are merely legends—no one has seen them, right? A bone's load-bearing capacity is only so great; putting over four hundred pounds on it, not getting injured would be strange! At this point, not using a gun but charging forward to fight the lion barehanded isn't to prove how strong you are, but to prove how stupid you are!

Although what's before us is merely an injured male lion, according to some people's mindset, one should go up barehanded to put on a show.

But who would have thought that there wouldn't be just this one lion here!

They also have "wives"! If they all swarm over in a moment, damn it, even if Liu Xiaotian has a gun in his hand, what if those lions attack simultaneously? They'd probably die miserably. (End of chapter)