Chapter 2436 The Way of the Hunter (Part 1)

The German platoon leader, who even turned around and looked back, could not have predicted what would happen behind him. He only looked back and didn't notice a figure rushing towards him quickly.

One came prepared, the other unprepared.

In fact, there is no need to say what can happen in such a situation, even a fool can predict it.

Click——

The sound of bones being stabbed and chopped by a sharp blade was heard instantly, along with the blood splashing between the sword shadow and the cold light, which was instantly covered with the cold blade.

Stab the sharp blade in his hand through the back and send it out through the chest.

With one strike, Alsim penetrated the enemy's entire chest in an instant. Alsim still didn't draw the knife away. The dagger he held tightly in his hand still penetrated the enemy's chest. It was stuck between the upper and lower ribs, soaked in blood, and was cutting away the flesh. The broken bones are enough to make any enemy who suffers such severe pain unable to move, unable to survive or die.

"Ah!!! Ahhhhh!!!"

If Alsim were to judge, the heart-rending shouts of this bastard German were comparable to killing a pig, and the screams were like waves of sound that covered one wave after another and went straight to the head.

Not only Alsim was shaken by the pig-like screams that made his ears numb, but the ordinary soldiers who were following the German platoon leader were also frightened on the spot when they saw this, and even for a moment They were all at a loss.

But even if you are at a loss, it is only temporary. Soldiers are always the fastest reacting profession. This kind of reaction speed that requires you to put your head in your belt and risk your life is comparable to any other profession. Not coming. After all, the difference between speed and speed is enough to determine life and death, so you have no choice but to unleash your potential.

After only a moment of reaction, the German soldiers were dumbfounded. One or two of them were so anxious that they clenched their weapons tightly. They looked like ants on a hot pot, but they were just treating the things in their hands as fire. Stick generally has no idea what to do.

There was a reason for not knowing what to do. The only reason was that the German platoon leader who was stabbed through the chest with a knife was not completely dead. It could even be said that he was still alive and full of vitality.

It is inevitable that one's professional background determines a person's skills and abilities, just like someone who is a soldier should always know how to use a gun.

Before he became a soldier and a Red Army soldier, Alsim was born in a poor Orion family in the extreme cold and hardship of Siberia, and he was the first person who never even went to school.

In that wild and cold land, Alsim could neither learn much knowledge nor master many survival skills. The only way he could survive was to inherit his father's legacy and follow his father's intentional guidance into the woods. Go down rivers, climb uncles, and swim in mire fields to hunt for a living.

He kept some meat for his family to eat, and the remaining fresh meat was sold in the city market.

It takes one day to hunt and three days to sell goods. It takes two days just to go back and forth. The actual time it takes to actually sell meat in exchange for goods and purchase all the survival necessities bought with the money from selling meat in the city is Only one day left.

There is no way, Alsim's home is really too far away from the city, so far away that even the nearest village is more than ten kilometers away. There were only a few old hunters in the vicinity who gathered together to make a living by hunting and farming. Although their lives were poor, they were also isolated from the world and there was no comparison to show off their wealth. Therefore, they were able to enjoy themselves in hardship and lived quite happily. .

In such a living environment and such a family background, Alsim has mastered a skill that most of his peers in the world, or even 99.9% of his peers, do not master: Proficient in anatomy and human body structure.

Proficient in anatomy, that's because it is often necessary to disembowel, bleed and clean the newly captured prey. It is best to do it immediately while the prey is still alive but not dead, or has just died and has not yet lost its temperature. Otherwise, prey that has been dead for too long and has cooled down will not be able to be sold at a good price. Even if you keep it for yourself, it will be extremely difficult to handle and taste bad.

Stroking the warm and bloody muscles and beating organs, and disemboweling the prey that had not yet expired, this became one of Alsim’s earliest livelihood skills and housekeeping skills, even before he learned to hunt alone. It's still early to take down the first prey.

Alsim still remembers that the first prey he dissected was a lame deer that his father gave him to handle.

The scene where the warm blood spurts and rushes from the blood vessels, and the prey is writhing and struggling in pain, staining his hands and face, but he still has to continue to complete the next process under the forced request of his father, is still in Alsim to this day. The memory is still fresh in my mind.

"Russian winter doesn't believe in tears! Cowards can only die. If you can't conquer animals, what kind of hunter are you? Kill or be killed, there is no other choice. This is the way our family makes a living for generations, starting from your great-grandfather That’s how it started, you can solve it with the courage of a man! You are my son, Alsim!”

The scene of tearing off the skin of the doe and removing the flesh and breaking the bones with trembling hands was truly unforgettable, just like another incident that Alsim encountered after he became a reasonably qualified hunter.

"Treat the wound. Tear off the sleeve and tie it to stop the bleeding! Alsim, come here to help and take out the fang! Move quickly!"

It was a dark and windy night

The two old hunters from the neighboring families who had gone hunting during the day and had not returned until the evening finally returned when Alsim's father decided to take people to look for them, but they were in a very bad state.

The hungry wolves followed the smell of blood from the prey and found humans. They were far from satisfied with the prey corpses that were handed over by humans. The wolf king also wanted to obtain the flesh and blood of the four hunters to entertain his own tribe.

After a fierce bloody battle, an old hunter detonated the detonator he carried with him in case of an emergency, and died with more than a dozen wild wolves, and also won a chance for his wounded son and friends to escape.

The wolf pack, whose wolf king was killed on the spot, just scattered like any beast that lost its leader. They were not any different because of the strong organization, bravery and ferocity of the wolf pack. In the end, they were just a group of beasts who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

But those who came back alive were still in a bad state, and even their lives were in danger and on the verge of death.

The broken teeth left after being bitten and fought by the wild wolf were still deeply stuck in the wound. If not treated, his life would be in danger. Alsim and his father were the only men left in several old hunter families nearby. It was time for them to take responsibility.