1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 882 The Game on the Grassland
The atmosphere inside the car instantly tensed up at the wolf king's roar.

At this moment, everyone sitting in the car became alert. They quickly propped up the wooden pole that had been specially placed on the car, making it look like a large multiplication sign. They also piled up the hay given to them by the herdsmen, leaving only an observation opening and pressing it down firmly in all other places. Everyone sat on the hay.

They knew that if the wolves charged at the car, the tarpaulins wouldn't be able to stop their claws, so everyone had a stick they had prepared beforehand, ready to fight at any moment.

After all, on this vast grassland, if you really encounter a wolf attack, you can only rely on yourself to save yourself.

The security guard had his gun loaded and was ready to go at any moment, constantly peering out through the gaps.

They discovered that the wolves were chasing the car.

Moreover, with two guns following their car, he couldn't help but feel nervous, fearing that he wouldn't be able to protect everyone with just his gun.

To ease everyone's tension, Batel, who was in the car in front, said: "Wolves generally don't attack guarded targets easily. Before they lose patience, let's run forward as far as possible, keep them occupied for a while, and exhaust their energy as much as possible."

Perhaps the wolves also realized the convoy's intentions, and began to slowly approach the vehicles. One of the wolves even tried to pounce on the vehicle, making a sharp sound as it scratched at the body, as if testing the defenses of the people inside.

While keeping a vigilant eye on the wolves' movements, Batel told the driver, "Honest the horn, keep honking."

As soon as the lead car honked its horn, the cars behind followed suit, the sound echoing across the silent grassland. The wolf pack was startled by the sudden noise and briefly scattered, but did not leave.

Soon, realizing they posed no threat, they swarmed back in, seemingly unwilling to give up easily.

The burly alpha wolf, nearly half a person's height, had eerie green eyes like two will-o'-the-wisps, radiating coldness and ferocity as it stared intently at the convoy.

It raised its head and let out a long howl. Hearing the sound, the other dozen or so wolves quickly sprang into action. Seeing the wolves pounce on the vehicle, the security personnel lit the firecrackers they had prepared beforehand and threw them out. The crackling sound echoed across the grassland, scaring the wolves away in all directions.

Before they could run very far, Batel warned, "The wolves are following us again."

Next, whenever the wolves tried to attack the vehicle, they would throw out one or two strings of firecrackers. However, they didn't bring many firecrackers. After a few times, the wolves figured out the pattern and probably thought: "It's all bark and no bite. It's loud but doesn't hurt them at all."

Each counterattack came in less time, and then they recovered from their brief panic.

With the alpha wolf howling again, the pack regained its morale.

However, as the firecrackers went off, the cattle and sheep on the truck were also frightened. If it weren't for the wooden fence nailed to the truck, the people in the following truck would have been in serious trouble. One of the fence ropes was broken by the impact, but luckily they were paying attention and were not injured.

Someone quickly found some wire and pliers and repaired the fence.

After the fence used to stop the sheep was finally repaired, the car behind made a sharp turn with a 'bang'. Fortunately, it didn't brake suddenly, but instead came to a steady stop.

After finally regaining their footing, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The people in the back of the car all gripped their sticks tightly, waiting for the signal to act.

(End of this chapter)