Chapter 1070

To be precise, the dogs weren't tired of biting, but had been knocked silly by the big boar, or had the wind knocked out of them.

Anyway, the dogs that had been knocked down, although they didn't seem to have any major issues, were not as agile as before.

This intensity of impact was not light at all; to be honest, if it had hit a person, the person might have had trouble even moving.

As Wang An pulled the trigger, the big boar's body suddenly stiffened, and it slid more than a meter forward due to inertia before coming to a complete stop.

Without any special circumstances, this big boar should be dead.

It was clear that without the protection of that solidified mixture of pine resin and sand, no matter how hard the big boar's skull was, it definitely couldn't have withstood the bullets.

And the sound of the gunshot ringing out again made the dogs go crazy again, all of them biting the big boar without fear of death.

The four half-grown wolf cubs, perhaps knowing the big boar was dead, also joined the dogs in biting it.

Although the dogs had started biting, the two men still didn't dare to relax their vigilance, and their posture of aiming with their guns never changed, fearing the big boar might stand up again.

After a while, seeing the big boar lying there without moving, Wang Li finally let out a long sigh of relief and said:

"Fourth Brother, this big boar is dead, right?"

It was clear that the fact that the previous four bullets hadn't taken the big boar's life had truly shocked Wang Li.

Wang An said upon hearing this:

"Yeah, it's probably dead. Let's wait a bit and see. Damn, why is this thing so tough? Four bullets couldn't kill it."

Hearing Wang An's words, Wang Li immediately replied:

"Yeah, it just stunned me. I saw the bullets hit its forehead through the gun sight, but it kept charging. I even thought this big boar had become a spirit. It scared the hell out of me."

It was no wonder Wang Li was scared; such a bizarre situation where a bullet hits the head but it doesn't die is truly hard not to overthink.

Moreover, although Wang Li had been hunting in the mountains with Wang An for so long, he was actually only 17 years old, so such an event that completely subverted his cognition would certainly cause him brief panic.

Furthermore, Wang Li's performance was actually good enough, because if Wang Li had continued to shoot in that situation, not only would he not have killed the wild boar, but he would also have been very likely to hurt the dogs.

You have to know that the most important prerequisite for shooting is the word "steady"—steady heart, steady spirit, steady body, and even steadier hands.

Many times, even the fluctuation of a single breath can affect the accuracy of the shot.

So, normal people would emphasize focusing their spirit and holding their breath when shooting. Even a sharpshooter like Wang An would have a very brief pause in his whole body when firing.

It was just that although Wang Li's performance wasn't bad, as soon as Wang Li finished speaking, Wang An reprimanded him mercilessly:

"Look at your pathetic state. How do you have the face to say that? Let alone that the big boar couldn't become a spirit, even if it really did, so what? Does that mean you don't shoot it?"

After a pause, Wang An continued to reprimand:

"I'm just baffled. You couldn't kill it with two shots, so why didn't you keep shooting? You know you had at least three more chances to shoot just now, right? Instead, you just stood there like an idiot, waiting to die with your neck stretched out?"

Seeing that the big boar never got up and Wang Li remained silent, Wang An put away his gun, turned around, and swatted Wang Li's head, saying:

"Come on, tell me? You were scared to death, so why didn't you keep shooting? Did your gun jam?"

It must be said, perhaps because of his age, Wang Li's mentality wasn't very mature yet; it could also be that hunting with Wang An every day gave Wang Li a psychological feeling that "anyway, if I can't hit it, my Fourth Brother will cover for me."

This led to Wang Li never being able to truly stand on his own, and in that situation just now, Wang Li couldn't do as Wang An said and keep shooting.

Hearing Wang An's question, Wang Li said with a look of hating himself for being incompetent:

"The gun didn't jam. I don't know what I was thinking at the time; I just completely forgot about shooting."

Wang An said helplessly:

"Forgot? Damn! You could even forget to shoot? Were you thinking you were holding a fire poker? And you forgot?"

Looking at Wang Li's self-reproach, Wang An felt that Wang Li should have taken this lesson to heart, so he softened his tone and said:

"Remember, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, empty the magazine if you can before doing anything else. Forget about this or that. You really make me angry every single day."

Wang Li nodded heavily and said:

"Yeah, Fourth Brother, I'll remember."

Wang An looked at Wang Li and changed the subject:

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Go over and see what's up with this big boar. Damn, it's the first time I've encountered a wild boar that couldn't be killed by gunfire. Damn."

To be honest, although Wang An appeared calm and composed at this moment, in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a bit of palpitations.

Mainly because watching a seven or eight hundred jin wild boar charging toward you, and not only being unable to stop it but also finding your gun ineffective, that sense of powerlessness was truly desperate.

As they talked, Wang An took the lead and walked forward, and Wang Li immediately followed behind Wang An, walking toward the big boar together.

After a long while, the pack of dogs finished biting, and Wang An called out to them:

"Go, go, all of you get to the side."

After the dogs left the big boar, Wang An aimed at the big boar's other eye and pulled the trigger.

There was no other way; this big boar was too evil, so even though the dogs had finished testing and biting it, Wang An had to fire another shot. Otherwise, Wang An always felt it was playing dead and would stand up to bite him at any moment.

After firing and waiting for a while, seeing that the big boar had no reaction at all, Wang An walked up to it and checked the big boar's head.

Sure enough, the four bullet holes appeared in an irregular quadrilateral on the big boar's forehead, but the four bullet heads were deeply embedded in the holes and couldn't be seen.

From this, it was clear that the marksmanship of Wang An and Wang Li was indeed flawless, hitting the target every time.

The only thing that was annoying to think about was that no matter how good the marksmanship was, it was useless, because the four bullets hadn't taken the big boar's life.

Wang Li said while touching the bullet holes:

"Fourth Brother, this armor is really hard. The bullets went in, and the big boar still didn't die."

Wang An rolled his eyes at Wang Li and teased him with a smile:

"Didn't you say this big boar had become a spirit? Now you know what's going on, right? You useless thing."