Chapter 254: Bizarre Way of Loading

After Sun Xiangwen finished speaking, everyone disbanded on the spot and walked home.

The patrol matter was completely over. As for the bonus, Wang An was still a little interested.

Although this money was not much for Wang An, a mosquito is meat no matter how small!

Money, who can not take money seriously?

When Wang An walked to his own gate, although everything outside the torch was dark, Wang An still subconsciously looked left and right.

This is a habit Wang An developed in his previous life. No matter where he went, as long as he was about to enter a door, Wang An would scan left and right.

The reason for developing this habit is that this habit can save lives!

Wang An discovered that all people who track and assassinate will choose to do it when the target is about to enter a door.

Even the police catching people is the same.

Wang An once analyzed this problem. The biggest reason is that people's attention is scattered before entering the door. 【254-11

Furthermore, this person's line of sight was entirely in a blind spot; if this person were returning home to open their own door, they would be even more prone to letting their guard down involuntarily.

Because "home" is the place everyone believes to be the safest, and also the place that makes people the most relaxed.

Of course, excluding families in extremely rare circumstances.

Striking at this moment is definitely the time with the highest certainty, because the target lacks vigilance at this time.

Wang An's subconscious glance nearly scared his soul out of his body, and he instantly became extremely alert.

He saw that on the west side of his own courtyard, about two or three hundred meters away, many little greenish dots had appeared.

At this distance, and in the middle of the night, one could only see the green dots; nothing else could be seen.

But very quickly, in the time it took for Wang An to be stunned, he could see at least twenty-some green eyes leaping as they approached the village.

That is to say, there were more than ten wolves sprinting toward Wang An's direction.

Immediately following this, Wang An's three big dogs and five puppies all began to bark wildly.

In fact, the wolf pack was running against the wind, so the dogs shouldn't have been able to smell the scent of the wolf pack.

However, they were lying on the ground all day, so they must have felt the vibrations of the wolf pack running.

Wang An didn't have time to think; he leaned his torch against the wall and quickly raised his gun to his face.

Then, the "bang, bang, bang" sound of gunfire resounded at the west end of the village, which had already fallen silent.

Wang An's marksmanship was quite awesome, but unfortunately, this night was just too damn dark.

Wang An fired his gun aiming at the green eyes, but he had no idea if he had actually hit anything or not.

Moreover, the wolves were moving while they ran, which increased the difficulty of shooting even more.

The sound of Wang An's gunfire was very rapid, and the barking of the dogs was even more rapid.

Although Wang Wang Dazhu, Liu Liu Guilan, and Mu Mu Xueqing grabbed their guns and ran out as soon as they heard the gunfire, how could human speed compare to that of wolves?

So, after Wang An exhausted the bullets in his Type 56 semi-automatic, he didn't even have time to reload before the wolves rushed over.

In fact, not only was there no time to reload, but Wang An didn't even have time to flip out the bayonet of the Type 56.

It must be said that when wolves hunt, their speed is truly fast, giving the prey no time to react.

At the critical moment, Wang An used his right hand to thrust the empty Type 56 forward, while his left hand reached into his pocket and pulled out his big Type 54.

But misfortunes never come singly; an uncocked Type 54 is actually just a lump of iron.

To cock the Type 54, one needs to pull the slide backward; Wang An rubbed it against his clothes twice, but the protruding front sight on the slide couldn't catch on the fabric.

This resulted in two failed attempts to cock the Type 54.

But the other wolves had already pounced up.

Wolves are different from dogs; a wolf's fangs are longer and sharper, so when a wolf bites, its first choice is always to go straight for the prey's neck.

And Wang An's many years of combat experience allowed his reaction speed to be relatively fast.

So, although the wolf lunged very fiercely, Wang An was still able to react. Desperate, Wang An shoved the Type 54 directly into the wolf's mouth.

With a foreign object in its mouth, the wolf subconsciously closed its jaws, biting down on the slide of the Type 54, while Wang An continued to push forward with force.

With Wang An pushing forward and the wolf biting down hard, the human-wolf cooperation pulled the slide of the Type 54 back.

Wang An gave another tug, and the Type 54 was successfully cocked.

In fact, many times, things like "light at the end of the tunnel," "finding life in a desperate situation," and "serendipity" come about just like this.

To be honest, Wang An's brain was a bit dazed; this was the first time he had ever experienced such a bizarre way of cocking a gun.

But everything has a first time, so a happy Wang An pulled the trigger of the Type 54.

After hearing a loud "bang," the wolf that had helped Wang An cock the Type 54 was "slaughtered" by him.

No, that's not right—it was "slaughtered the wolf after it helped with the grind."

After this wolf died, Wang An instantly had the feeling that with the Type 54 in hand, the world was his.

It's just that many things are like this; the speed of language can never keep up with the speed at which events occur.

In reality, from the moment Wang An fired the last bullet from his Type 56, to him using the Type 56 to fend off the wolf, then to him stuffing the Type 54 into the wolf's mouth, until he pulled the trigger.

All these actions were completed in only three or four seconds.

The sudden gunshot, while failing to stop the other wolves from continuing their attack, did make them pause for a moment.

Because the sound of the Type 54 was even louder than that of the Type 56.

As the wolf killed by the Type 54 fell to the ground, the other wolves pounced again, but with the Type 54 in hand, Wang An wasn't panicked at all.

When Wang An used the Type 54 to shoot the second wolf in the chin, the sound of a second gun finally rang out from the side.

Immediately after, like popping popcorn, a dense series of "bang," "bang," "bang," "bang" sounds erupted.

Wang Wang Dazhu, his wife, and Mu Mu Xueqing had finally all arrived.

It must be said that no matter how fierce a wolf is, even if there are many of them, it's useless, because they are simply no match for bullets.

As long as they face guns, no amount of wolves is enough for the bullets to mow down.

When all the wolves in front of him were shot dead, Wang An sat down on the carcass of the first wolf.

Damn it, every single day, it's either playing with his life or being played by life.

It's just that in this wolf's belly, there didn't seem to be any food; it was very flat.

Wang An, with his large frame, sat on it, and didn't even manage to press a single wolf fart out of it.

Just at this moment, Liu Liu Guilan pointed toward the direction of the new building site and said:

"Look quickly, there's one more there. Quick, kill it."

Hearing this, Wang An stood up immediately, but before he could take the gun, Mu Mu Xueqing's gun went off.

He didn't know if she had hit it, but the green eyes were indeed gone.

When adrenaline levels drop, people feel particularly uncomfortable because they are very weak at that moment.

Wang An looked at the wolf carcasses all around, then looked at the torch that was about to go out, and said to Wang Wang Dazhu:

"Dad, go into the courtyard and get a few more torches. I'll sit here and catch my breath first."

Wang Wang Dazhu looked at his eldest son, whose face and body were covered in wolf blood; Wang Wang Dazhu's weathered old face revealed a look of heartache and lingering fear.

This situation was truly too dangerous!

Wang Wang Dazhu turned to go into the courtyard to get torches, while Mu Mu Xueqing, after firing her gun, walked to Wang An's side.

Ignoring the wolf blood all over Wang An's face, Mu Mu Xueqing reached out and began to wipe his face; as she wiped, tears began to well up in her eyes.

Wang An's narrow escape from death this time was truly not easy; if the Type 54 had failed to cock again, without special circumstances, Wang An would have been either dead or injured.

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