Chapter 562: The Death of the Wolf King

"Security Team, come out with me to fight the wolves!" He Yuzhu shouted, then took a Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle from his room and ran behind the wooden fence.

Behind him followed more than thirty members of the Farm Protection Team, each holding a Type 54 Submachine Gun.

In the night, the wolf pack was slowly closing in, dense and numerous, with as many as a hundred of them.

Clearly, because He Yuzhu had hunted several wolves during the day, these beasts had come in a group to take revenge at night.

He Yuzhu stood steadily in front of the wooden fence, raising his rifle and aiming in one fluid motion.

"Pfft—"

A soft sound came from the silencer, and the bullet tore through the air, accurately hitting a wolf in the front row.

"Did you hit it?" Lv Hong hurried over.

He Yuzhu frowned slightly: "Why did you come out?"

"I grew up in the mountains; I'm not afraid of this thing!" Lv Hong said with a firm tone.

He Yuzhu said no more, took a pair of Military Binoculars from his backpack, and shoved them to her.

Lv Hong hurriedly adjusted the lenses and looked toward the wolf pack.

"Pfft—"

Another shot.

An exceptionally robust male wolf fell to the ground at the sound and stopped moving.

"That's too accurate!" Lv Hong's eyes lit up as she watched.

"That's nothing!" Erkui said smugly while loading bullets, "Factory Director He, on the Korean War battlefield, was someone who shot down dozens of planes!"

"What? Shot down planes?" Lv Hong covered her mouth in shock, looking at He Yuzhu in disbelief.

He Yuzhu didn't respond, maintaining a steady rhythm, one shot after another, terrifyingly calm.

As wolf after wolf was hit and fell, the pack began to grow restless.

The wolf king raised its head and let out a shrill howl, like the beating of war drums.

A hundred wolves with red eyes charged madly toward the Farm!

"Erkui, take ten men and guard the civilians by the Earth Pit!" He Yuzhu ordered sternly.

"Yes!"

Erkui immediately took ten men with submachine guns and rushed toward the back of the camp at high speed.

Seeing the wolf pack charging close, He Yuzhu dropped the sniper rifle, took a submachine gun from a team member, and switched to burst mode.

He hardly ever missed a shot.

Before the wolves could charge within thirty meters, they fell to the ground one after another.

The other twenty-plus team members also opened fire simultaneously; the dense sound of gunfire tore through the night sky, and bullets frantically harvested the lives of the vicious wolves.

Suddenly, a wolf leaped over the wooden fence and pounced at He Yuzhu in mid-air.

He Yuzhu's eyes turned cold; he wanted to fire, but the submachine gun was out of ammo.

He tossed the empty gun aside, and before anyone knew when, he already had a Box Cannon in his hand.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

That wolf fell straight into the cattle shed, scaring the herd into retreating wildly.

"Da-da-da—!!!"

The dense sound of submachine guns merged into one.

In a short moment, this wave of the wolf pack's offensive was completely shattered, and the twenty-plus surviving wolves tucked their tails and fled in a panic.

"Want to run?"

He Yuzhu sneered; he picked up the sniper rifle and gave chase, loading bullets while running.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" The sniper rifle rang out again, and the fleeing wolves fell one by one.

In the shadows of the bushes, a large, grey-black figure lay quietly in wait—it was the leader of this pack.

It lowered its body, held its breath, and waited for He Yuzhu to approach.

Just as He Yuzhu was about to run past the bushes, the lead wolf exerted force, pouncing from behind with a foul wind, its claws already unsheathed.

Yet it was as if He Yuzhu had eyes in the back of his head; his body turned sharply to the side.

The sniper rifle in his hand had already been swapped for a Mauser C96.

"Bang!"

The gunshot was crisp.

A bloody hole instantly appeared between the lead wolf's brows; its massive body slammed heavily onto the ground, its limbs twitched a few times, and it stopped moving completely.

The people from the camp arrived one after another.

When Erkui saw that the wolf on the ground was far larger than the others, his eyes lit up: "Zhuzi, is this the lead wolf?"

He Yuzhu nodded.

Erkui immediately rubbed his hands in excitement: "I want the wolf teeth! I'll make them into a pendant to ward off evil!"

Lv Hong also walked over and reminded him: "Factory Director He, the pelt of this lead wolf is top-tier stuff."

He Yuzhu looked at Erkui: "Hear that? I'm keeping this wolf pelt; I want to make a mattress for my mother."

"No problem!"

The civilians at the camp were also startled by the gunfire and ran out one after another.

Seeing the wolf corpses all over the ground, everyone turned pale, feeling lingering fear.

If it weren't for He Yuzhu and the Security Team, who knows how many people would have been carried off by wolves tonight.

Erkui finished counting the wolf corpses and ran back to report loudly: "Zhuzi, we killed ninety-four wolves this time!"

Lv Hong smiled: "Factory Director He, you've made a fortune this time. Even if you only take half the pelts to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, you could trade them for a large amount of supplies."

He Yuzhu smiled: "Take a few back, use them to grease the wheels, and help us get another plot of land approved next year."

Lv Hong shook her head: "There's no need."

"This isn't a bribe, it's a gesture of goodwill," He Yuzhu said.

The camp instantly became busy.

To increase efficiency, He Yuzhu started the second Generator directly; the bright light instantly illuminated the entire wolf-killing scene, as if it were broad daylight.

The next day, He Daqing brought a group of people from Li Huaide's logistics department to offer their regards, and Man Yatou came along as well.

He Yuzhu looked at the girl who had already grown to 1.6 meters and said: "You aren't studying in the laboratory, so why did you run over here?"

"It was the senior brothers and sisters who asked me to come. They have finished their research projects and asked me to inquire about your next arrangements," Man Yatou said happily.

He Yuzhu nodded: "That's fine, you can stay here for a few more days. I will teach you some things."

Man Yatou nodded happily at once.

He Daqing looked at the black soil that stretched as far as the eye could see and exclaimed: "Zhuzi, the government is treating you all too well, giving you such good land!"

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes and pulled a stack of photos out of his backpack.

On the photos was the appearance before the land was reclaimed: a stretch of swampy wasteland, and where there was no water, it was overgrown with weeds, desolate and uninhabited.

He Daqing was dumbfounded as he looked: "You... in less than four months, you made it like this? That is too impressive!"

He Yuzhu laughed: "Dad, do you know how much money it cost?"

"How much?"

"It's already nearly 100,000 yuan, and that's not counting the depreciation of machinery and vehicles; many plowing devices are already broken."

Li Huaide gasped: "Zhuzi, you really are a big spender!"

He Daqing stared at his son: "Zhuzi, give me the bottom line: how much grain can you supply to the factory next year?"

He Yuzhu made a quick estimate and said in a deep voice: "Next year, we can plant about 50,000 mu of land. In the first year of new reclamation in Beidahuang, a conservative yield is 100 jin per mu, which is 5 million jin of grain. I can give the factory at least one-fifth, which is 500,000 jin."

"500,000 jin! That's enough! That's enough!" He Daqing slapped his thigh in excitement.

He Yuzhu continued: "In the second year, the reclaimed land can reach 100,000 mu, and the yield per mu can be increased to 150 jin, which is 15 million jin. By then, I will give the factory 3 million jin."

He Daqing's eyes turned red: "By then, the Rolling Mill will never have to worry about food again, and we can even have meat at every meal!"

Li Huaide suddenly asked in confusion: "Zhuzi, isn't wheat usually planted in the winter? Why haven't you made any moves?"

He Yuzhu laughed: "It's too cold here in the winter. If winter wheat is planted, it won't survive the winter at all and will all freeze to death. We only plant spring wheat."

Li Huaide suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.

Just then, Erkui ran over quickly and said anxiously: "Zhuzi, a group of children from the local village went up the mountain to cut firewood and one went missing. They want us to go look for them!"