After drinking up the hot water in the small iron kettle, I finally felt a little warm.

After chewing a piece of dried meat and eating a piece of cheese, Simon Haye walked out of the cave!

He grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face. The coldness made his head wake up instantly.

I picked up my rifle, tightened my leggings and belt, and slowly walked into the mountain forest. I didn't dare to walk on the main road, so I had to take the mountain path back to Grozny.

He had just walked out, a hundred and ten meters away, when suddenly an alarm bell blared in his head, and his body froze suddenly. He had been a hunter for many years, and this feeling had saved his life more than once.

A bullet whizzed past his cheek.

If this bullet had missed even one centimeter, it would have blown his head off.

Even so, the hot air carried by the bullet also tore his face open.

A large piece of cheekbone was shaved off, and an unknown number of teeth were lost. A large piece of muscle on the face was cut off and hung down on the lower jaw.

Simon Haye almost fainted from the pain, but his survival instinct made him crawl into the dense forest desperately.

Only with the help of the cover of the dark forest can he escape.

The stretched branch scratched the wound, causing Simon Haye to twitch all over in pain.

But this also has the advantage that Simon Haye will not faint.

I don’t know if the muscle hanging down on the lower jaw fell off or was scraped off by a branch. Anyway, there is no trace of it!

Another gun shot came from behind him, and this time the bullet whizzed past more than a meter away from him and penetrated deeply into a giant tree.

In the cold wind, Simon Haye faintly heard the barking of hounds.

This made him feel like he was dead. There was no way he could outrun the hounds in the jungle.

Not to mention humans, even foxes in the mountains and forests cannot escape the pursuit of hounds.

There is a steep slope ahead, almost vertical in some places. If you go down the mountain here, if you don't get it right, you will be thrown directly to death.

Simon Haye didn't care so much, put the gun in his hand behind his back, grabbed the small trees with his hands, and ran down.

The little tree was obviously not very friendly to Simon Haye, because he caught a tree with thorns.

The excruciating pain made him let go of his hand.

In an instant, Simon Haye lost his balance and rolled down quickly!

I couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, I only knew that my body was constantly bumping into various things.

The pain from various parts of his body had become numb. He couldn't help but hold his head with both hands. He just hoped that he would not hit a stone.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought, and Simon Haye hit a protruding rock.

The sound of bones breaking could clearly be heard in the ears.

More than a dozen hounds ran up the steep slope and barked at the bottom.

The slope is so steep that even the hounds dare not go down.

After almost twenty minutes, a few people appeared on the steep slope.

"After we got down from this place, look at the blood stains on the bark of the tree. This guy is injured. It's such a cold day, he's dead."

A Mongolian soldier exhaled a breath of white air. The wind was quite strong in the forest. The weather seemed to be colder than on the grassland!

"I shot him twice, but it seems I didn't kill him." This was the voice of a Ming Dynasty soldier.

Obviously, this is the marksman who fired the shot.

"Forget it! In a place like this, as long as he is injured, he is almost dead. Such a steep slope is still covered with ice and snow.

Once you fall down, you will be dead!"

"No more looking, let's go!"

The speaker seemed to be an official, and soon the hound was summoned by its owner. The footsteps and the barking of the hound were getting farther and farther away!

Simon Haye was lying in the middle of a steep slope a hundred meters away. He was very lucky. After hitting a rock and breaking his arm, he was blocked by a small tree.

The small tree with a bowl-shaped mouth is considered to be a relatively strong tree on this steep slope.

Simon Haye was lying on the ground and heard the entire conversation of the Ming people.

Although he didn't understand it, Simon Haye knew that those people were gone.

All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, his strength seemed to have disappeared in an instant, and he was too lazy to move his fingers.

It’s impossible not to move!

Simon Haye knew that if he didn't move, he would freeze to death in such a cold weather before long.

Grit your teeth! Simon Haye pulled the sapling to his feet with difficulty.

One arm was broken and couldn't move at all.

Fortunately, my leg only hurt and the bones were not broken.

With difficulty, I took off my beloved rifle and threw it away. Now I no longer have the extra energy to carry the heavy rifle.

I took a breath, and the cold air felt like needle pricks in my lungs.

This is a sign of internal organ damage!

I limped slowly down the steep slope and walked along the valley step by step.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the wind mixed with snow particles hit my face, causing burning pain.

But compared to the pain on my body, this level of pain is nothing.

After walking for who knows how long, Simon Haye finally couldn't walk anymore.

Maybe he was going to die here, Simon Haye raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Snowflakes fell on my face, feeling cool.

The wound on his face has become numb and there is almost no pain. But he cannot move. As long as he wants to open his mouth, the heartbreaking pain will come back in an instant like a tide.

The howling of wild wolves was heard in the distance, and Simon Haye closed his eyes in pain.

The wind will bring the smell of blood to the wolf, and then bring the wolf here.
Chapter completed!