Chapter 1087

After checking his two guns, Wang An centered his focus on the bear in the distance and observed its surroundings.

Mainly, facing such a big guy, Wang An only wanted to sneak a shot to kill it; as for a head-on confrontation, that was completely impossible.

Because the distance was too far, Wang An couldn't tell how big this bear was at the moment, but if he used the corn stalks next to it as a reference, this bear was definitely not small; it had to be at least five or six hundred jin.

After observing, Wang An discovered a small patch of shrubbery on the hillside to the bear's front left, and this patch of shrubbery was an excellent shooting point.

Consequently, Wang An planned to go around the other side of the cornfield and wait until he reached that patch of shrubbery to shoot.

Just to prevent this bear from noticing Wang An's approach, Wang An had to take a wide detour; otherwise, Wang An would be upwind, and with the bear's invincible sense of smell, it was impossible for it not to discover Wang An.

Turning around, Wang An said to Huang Baoguo and the others:

"Uncle Huang, you guys just stand here and don't move, or find a safe place to stay. Anyway, just try to ensure your own safety. If that bear runs over, you guys must also run around the trees; definitely don't run in a straight line. We can't outrun this beast..."

After nagging Huang Baoguo and the five others with a lot of words, and waiting for them to nod and agree one by one, Wang An turned and left.

To be honest, Wang An really wasn't very reassured about these drifters, but as long as they didn't run around randomly before he reached the shooting point, Wang An believed they would be safe.

However, there is a good old saying: "Man proposes, God disposes."

Because just as Wang An climbed over a small hill and was running toward that shrubbery, he suddenly heard a sound of "Dang, dang, dang, dang..." from behind.

It must be said, although this gong was already covered in patina, this thing was truly damn loud, especially in this valley surrounded by mountains on all four sides; the sound of the gong was continuous and soul-stirring.

But Wang An truly didn't understand what had happened behind him to cause someone to beat a gong in such a situation.

However, subconsciously, Wang An quickened his pace.

As long as Wang An could reach the shooting point as soon as possible, it wouldn't be a big problem.

If Wang An ran, his speed was still quite fast, so in a short while, Wang An reached that patch of shrubbery, but before Wang An could stand steady, the scene before him immediately left him bewildered.

He didn't know what had happened, but he saw that the bear was no longer in its previous position and was chasing after Yang Dachuan, Huang Baoguo, and the others.

From Wang An's perspective, it was very clear that Huang Baoguo, Pang Yongxiang, and the other five were running in front, and the person falling behind was none other than Yang Dachuan, who was holding the copper gong.

And Yang Dachuan was a long way from Huang Baoguo and the five, running for his life, while behind Yang Dachuan was that big bear.

Logically speaking, if no one had disturbed this bear, it would definitely not have moved while it was busy eating.

But at this moment, the bear was chasing Yang Dachuan and the others frantically; what the hell was this situation?

Wang An raised his gun to his face and was just about to take a shot at the bear when he discovered that he was already too far from the bear—a full li away, almost 600-plus meters.

At this distance, if he were using a 56-semi, Wang An might still have a chance to hit it, but now Wang An was holding a 56-assault rifle; this gun was suitable for suppressing fire, but its accuracy for long-range point shooting was not as good as the 56-semi.

Moreover, this bear was still running frantically, and this lead was truly not easy to calculate.

Most importantly, although the bear was large, in Wang An's line of sight, the bear was just a dot, even smaller than a chicken.

The reason for such a long distance was that when Wang An was running over, he had to stay in the downwind direction of the bear; even this shooting point was in the same wind direction as the bear.

It was equivalent to Wang An walking from the north of the bear, going around the east of the bear, and finally reaching the south of the bear.

Now, it was great; Wang An had reached the predetermined shooting position south of the bear, but the bear had damn well run to the north again. Damn, wasn't this truly infuriating?

Helplessly, Wang An carried his gun and ran fiercely down the mountain, chasing after the bear.

Just like that, in these mountains, a very funny scene appeared.

Wang An was chasing the bear, the bear was chasing Yang Dachuan, and Yang Dachuan was chasing Huang Baoguo and the others.

But what Wang An found completely baffling was why such a good shooting environment had undergone such a reversal in such a short time.

You have to know that if the bear hadn't been disturbed, it would have long since become a corpse.

After a while, in Wang An's line of sight, he watched helplessly as the big bear caught up to Yang Dachuan, who was falling behind; he saw the bear jump and pounce Yang Dachuan to the ground, and Huang Baoguo and the five others, seeing this scene, ran even faster.

Just because of the distance, Wang An didn't hear Yang Dachuan's shouts, nor did he hear Huang Baoguo's cries.

Having caught Yang Dachuan, the big bear simply stopped running and sat on Yang Dachuan's body.

Seeing this scene, Wang An suddenly felt his stomach sink and subconsciously clenched his anus.

To be honest, this was just a conditioned reflex; mainly, it was hard to imagine if Yang Dachuan would shit himself after being sat on by this five or six hundred jin bear.

Immediately after, because Wang An was constantly approaching and his horizontal line was constantly dropping, his line of sight was blocked by wild grass, and in Wang An's line of sight, he could only see the upper half of the bear's body.

What was certain was that this bear was harming Yang Dachuan; specifically how badly Yang Dachuan was harmed was unknown, but it was likely quite bad.

Finally, after Wang An's constant running, he reached a position less than 200 meters from the bear. At this moment, the bear still hadn't left. Wang An stood still, raised his gun to his face, held his breath, and decisively pulled the trigger.

After three gunshots of "Bang, bang, bang," the bear fell onto the grass, and in Wang An's line of sight, he could only vaguely see a tuft of the bear's hair.

Without any special circumstances, this bear should be dead, because Wang An's three shots were all aimed at the bear's big head; with Wang An's marksmanship, naturally, there was no reason he would miss.

After waiting for a while, Wang An carried his gun and walked cautiously toward the location of the bear and Yang Dachuan.

Although Wang An was very confident in his marksmanship, there are no absolutes in the world, and he couldn't afford to be careless.