When animals in the mountains pass through the mountains, they will also choose easy-to-go, effort-saving, and even safe routes like humans.

I won't say that I can fly.

Flat ridges and sparsely shrub ravines are the routes that large animals like.

Small animals generally do not run around, and most of them are snakes and rats that crawl or drill holes.

Animals are always well-behaved along fixed routes. If you walk too much, you will walk out paths of different widths and intermittent intermittently between the woodlands, called beast paths.

The big and small beast paths intersect and coil, forming a wild animal road network.

Large animals are of great weight and are tightly stepped on by the beast, so they are easy to detect if they are not easy to grow grass.

Small animals often move around water sources or caves.

But wild boars in the mountains don’t like walking on the ridges, and they don’t like walking on the ravines that large animals often walk on.

Because adult wild boars start crazy, they are not afraid of tigers and wolves. Tigers and hungry wolves cannot do anything to adult wild boars, but the little pork is delicious...

Animals have their own ways to survive. If pigs are stupid, they can use stupid methods to directly arch their own paths in the thorny forest near the mountain wall.

The chief of the military officer is knowledgeable and knowledgeable about astronomy and geography... He had experience in hunting and organized many outdoor survival activities before joining the army.

He believed that even a hunter who had lived in the mountains for many years would not know this mountain better than him.

The imperial elites cannot risk going through minefields, and cannot waste grenades leading the way.

The bushes in the valley are not wide, and the best choice is to drill into the beast paths among the thorns.

Half of the elites of the squad followed behind the sergeant and crawled into the hard and dense bushes that were wrapped around the cramped bushes.

The ground was almost covered with black soil formed by feces left by wild boars for a long time.

So much so that the shrubs on the top of the head are denser than elsewhere.

The wild boar was afraid of loud noises, and the previous guns and cannons were lit up.

The wild boar in the thorn bushes and a whole family were hiding in the bushes and worried, and occasionally humming a few times to express their anger and might go crazy at any time!

The underdeveloped adult wild boar has thick skin and flesh, and is rushing around in the mountains, so even tigers and wolves have to retreat.

He was very angry at the invaders who broke into his own territory.

Wenwu and a militia were at the forefront, and the militia were spilling something out of the jars they carried, and a smell spread out in the thorny forest.

Dirty face asked, "What are you doing?"

The militia replied in a low voice: "Peeping..."

The Taoist sect next to him immediately widened his eyes: "Are you collecting ghosts in broad daylight? Only by using dog blood can it work..."

"You know, there is a wild boar in front..." The militia wiped the saliva flowing out.

"Don't move..." The dirty face suddenly shouted softly, and after saying that, he raised his ears and listened carefully: "There is something..."

Wenwuquan was stunned for a moment: "What...is there really a ghost?"

"Don't talk, there is a sound of metal hitting..."

"It's not... the devil?"

The militia beside him shook his head: "How could the Japanese devil know the wild boar? Did you hear it wrong?"

Ding... Another light sound came.

I could hear it clearly, so I quickly lie on the ground.

"Be careful, there are ghosts!" The dirty face turned dark: "Submachine gun shooting is ready..."

After giving the order, the dirty face complained secretly, and the wild boar in the thorny forest made the space small.

Even the cat's waist can't be able to climb!

When encountering the Japanese, the two in the front could barely fire, and the people behind could only watch the people in front.

If you bring a rifle, it is difficult to turn the muzzle in the dense bushes of thorns!

The beast has the intuition to perceive danger!

The thorn hole in the east has the smell of dog urine, and that thing is so disgusting... Not only is it annoying, but it can also chase after it for three days and three nights without giving up...

As for the biped beast in the west... it is similar to the monkey in the mountains, and it is no match for adult wild boars at all...

So, under the leadership of a pig, the wild boar family lived in groups, six or seven adult boars... a large group of sows, a large and small, a large and twenty-and-a-thirty-and-a-half pigs swept their hooves and rushed westward.

From time to time, he hummed and warned the intruder to get out of here...

The commander of the sergeant never dreamed that he had just crawled into the bushes and encountered a wild boar.

If it is normal, it is a good opportunity to hunt, big pig smoked bacon, small pig roast suckling pig...

How could the Imperial soldiers be intimidated by wild beasts?

The Chief of the Soldier immediately ordered: "Get a bayonet and block the passage of wild boars coming..."

The Japanese elite following him were a little panicked... quickly pulled off the bayonet and stood side by side with the sergeant chief bayonet!

Trying to stop the walking group of black shadows...

A stinking smell came to my face, and the noon sunlight shone through the thorns to form round spots on the ground.

The wild boar began to get angry when he saw that the intruder seemed to have no sign of leaving the territory...

Humphs one after another...

The pig finally accumulated enough strength, and his short legs, like the Japanese, began to exert force, and rushed towards the bayonet with no fear.

The chief sergeant was a little uneasy and did not intend to fire the gun in order not to expose the target. Therefore, the rifle in his hand did not pull the bolt and push the bullets to load.

Two bayonets can indeed block most of the thorny space. The bayonet accurately stabs the wild boar's head, but the wild boar's momentum is extremely fierce, and the bayonet stabs into the wild boar's head and the pig's skull is on the back of the wild boar's head.

The pig's head looks very big, but the pig's brain inside the thick skull is very small!

The butt was held on the ground, and the bayonet hung at the muzzle and stabbed into the wild boar's scalp was actually bent directly by the boar's head that was shaking violently after being hurt.

Two knives were inserted on his head. The wild boar was really crazy this time and rushed directly to the two-legged beast that blocked his way.

The rifle that lost the bayonet could not stand it...

The space is small, and the wild boar rushing over stepped on the head of the Japanese lying on the ground and holding his head, on his back, buttocks, thighs, calves...

The body of a wild boar, which was more than 100 kilograms, rushed westward almost against the Japanese back.

The two Japanese behind the commander of the sergeant stood up their bayonets early and stabbed them into the pig's head again.

The howling of the pigs resounds among the thorns in the valley.

After the wild boar went crazy, he was not even afraid of the tiger. His simple mind only wanted to push the two-legged beast in front of him away.

The strong body continued to squeeze forward, stepping on the back of the commander's back and constantly looking for a force point, and finally stepping on the Japanese neck. This force point is good...

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The Chief of the Soldier only felt a great force coming, Kashi...

He became another elite who was killed at the feet of a wild boar...

The bayonet still held the pig tightly, and the large group of wild boars following behind were blocked from their way, and they were humming and crowded together...

Bo...

The devils finally fired!

Commanders on both sides were killed almost at the same time.

Hearing gunshots.

Wenwuquan looked west: "We have to retreat..."

The militia listened to the movement ahead and his face turned pale: "Yes, the wild boar was blocked from the front, and it is very likely to come to us..."

The group began to retreat slowly, and the militia cut down the branches beside them, and inserted them densely on the ground to prevent wild boars from coming...

It seems to be in a stalemate again.

When the lieutenant heard that his subordinates came back in a mess to report the death of the sergeant, the second lieutenant seemed to be unable to believe it.

The beast path encirclement plan failed!

A strong attack has no meaning, because until now, he doesn't know where the target is!

Keep thinking about it... What should I do if the Eighth Route Army can play with landmines?

It has been more than fifteen hours since I lost contact with the squadron!

The bushes ahead are dozens of meters wide...

Do you want to attack?

The pursuit lieutenant said that an Eighth Route mine explosion could kill and injure dozens of the Imperial Army...

Or use a grenade to open the way!

Or use the Warrior's life to thunder...

Wild boar...Damn wild boar...If you can use wild boars to open the way...
To be continued...