Rebirth in 1972: Redemption in Changbai Mountain

"Huff, huff."

Gu Jiacheng was panting. This cannonball was incredibly fast, even after it was injured.

He felt much more relaxed following the trail left by the cannonball, but he still couldn't keep up, demonstrating the cannonball's strong physique and extraordinary endurance.

If it weren't for the fact that the dog hadn't returned and there were still traces of blood left by the cannonball on the ground, Gu Jiacheng would have given up.

Woof woof...woof...The barking of dogs came from ahead. It seems that the cannonballs have been held back by the dogs.

Gu Jiacheng mustered his courage and quickened his pace. Just after crossing a small, gentle slope, Gu Jiacheng saw his three dogs circling around the cannonball.

The cannonball squatted on the snow, as tall as an adult.

Several dogs kept probing forward, while the dogs behind them would occasionally launch a sneak attack.

Awooo... Perhaps having rested enough, the wild boar suddenly darted out from a gap, and the dogs in front quickly moved aside.

The cannonball's fangs, several tens of centimeters long, are not something to be trifled with; a mere graze can cause injury, and a jab can be fatal.

However, the other two dogs weren't going to eat it either, and took the opportunity to bite the cannonball hanging under the buttocks.

The sharp teeth grazed the baby, causing the big cannon's testicles to howl in pain. It couldn't pick up any speed at all, and after running only ten meters or so, it was surrounded by three dogs.

Gu Jiacheng stood on the small hill and raised his rifle. But the distance was a bit far, and three dogs circled around the cannon's turret.

"No, it's too far. If we're not careful, we could easily hurt the dog." Gu Jiacheng muttered to himself, then slung his Type 38 rifle back over his shoulder and ran down the hillside.

The distance of a few dozen meters is very short. Even if the snowy road is difficult to walk on, it only takes about ten seconds to run there.

Seeing another person approaching, Da Pao Luanzi disregarded the risk of being bitten by the dog and rushed out again in a direction far away from Gu Jiacheng.

He rushed out, but was still caught by a dog for a while. The dog bit his hind leg wound, tearing the wound open and causing blood to spurt out, splattering like plum blossoms all over the ground.

"Agh..." Big Cannon's egg screamed, and without turning its head, it charged forward recklessly.

"Ugh... running again. This cannonball just keeps running, doesn't it? Damn it."

Gu Jiacheng sighed, tightened the gun strap on his shoulder, and had no choice but to keep running. Fortunately, Gu Dayong had trained Gu Jiacheng's endurance, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep up.

After chasing for another twenty minutes, Gu Jiacheng saw the same scene again: three dogs circling around Dapao's testicles.

"They've caught up already, or is the cannonball just too tired to run anymore?" Gu Jiacheng looked closely and realized they had arrived at the edge of a cliff, with Jiaolong Canyon below. The cannonball had nowhere to run.

Hehe... It's finally going to end. Gu Jiacheng approached and raised his rifle.

boom……

Startled, Da Pao Luanzi jerked his head away. The shot that was originally aimed at the pig's head hit Da Pao Luanzi's shoulder blade, and the bullet only penetrated one centimeter before falling off.

This cannonball has lived for who knows how many years, spending its days rubbing against pine trees for resin and then rolling around in mud. Except for its vital organs, it's almost entirely covered in thick armor. Gu Jiacheng's Type 38 rifle was a bit too weak, only managing to scratch its surface.

Seeing this, Gu Jiacheng quickly cocked his gun, preparing to fire another shot.

Unexpectedly, the cannonball was startled one after another. Without paying attention, it lost its way and ran to the edge of the cliff. It stepped into thin air and disappeared from Gu Jiacheng's sight in an instant.

Aww... boom... thud.

The cannonball let out a scream, followed by an increasingly loud rolling sound, until finally it turned into a thud as a heavy object fell to the ground.

"This...this is suicide." Gu Jiacheng looked at the gun in his hand and felt powerless for the first time.

Gu Jiacheng slung his gun over his shoulder, walked to the edge of the cliff, and peered down. The three dogs ran up to Gu Jiacheng, squatted down, and a gust of wind blew, making their fur flutter and giving them a majestic appearance.

This was a steep slope of about 80 degrees. Gu Jiacheng looked along the path the cannonball had rolled down and saw the cannonball lying quietly in a large pit, motionless.

"Is he really dead? But we need to find a place to go down quickly and drain the blood." Gu Jiacheng kept searching on both sides, looking for a place to go down to the bottom of the canyon.

A loud roar rang out. Gu Jiacheng turned his gaze back to the wild boar, only to find it had wobbled and stood up again. It then began to root its way out of the pit, determined to make its way out.

"Damn, this cannonball is incredibly lucky. It rolled down from a height of nearly 100 meters and didn't even die from the fall," Gu Jiacheng complained, then raised the gun again.

"No, if we couldn't penetrate the outer skin at such close range, it'll be even more impossible at this distance."

Before Gu Jiacheng could come up with a solution, the cannonball unexpectedly began to push and was about to emerge from the snow pit.

Oh no, this direction is towards the village. What if such a huge cannonball gets into the village and causes casualties?

Without thinking twice, Gu Jiacheng pulled the trigger. Bang...

Sure enough, the bullets hitting the wild boar's back had little effect; instead, the pain from the cannonball protruded, propelling it out of the crater.

"Come on, bottoms up." After eating a box of frog rice, Yang Ping finally stopped craving, picked up a small bowl of wine, and wanted to have a drink with Zhou Rui.

"Let's do it." Zhou Rui didn't waste any words.

In this winter wilderness, with my younger siblings, a few close friends, delicious food and wine, and the most beautiful snow scenery, it's truly delightful.

Zhou Rui and Yang Ping drank back and forth, thoroughly enjoying themselves, while He Wei, after eating half a full meal, joined in.

boom……

thump...

Gunshots and loud bangs came from the depths of the canyon a few seconds apart, and everyone turned to look.

Unfortunately, the canyon was not a straight line, but rather winding, and all the people could see was one side of the mountain wall, nothing else.

"Second Brother!" An'an cried out and rushed into Zhou Rui's arms.

Zhou Rui hugged An'an tightly and patted her back gently: "It's okay, it's okay. Your second brother is here."

"Zhou Rui, what's going on?" Lin Qiuyue and Yu Sitian were a little timid and hugged each other.

Zhou Rui thought for a moment and then addressed the crowd.

"The first sound was that of a Type 38 rifle, and the second sound was like something very heavy falling from the top of the canyon, but it's unclear what it was."

Zhou Rui remained calm and analyzed the situation truthfully, as if nothing could affect him. His attitude also influenced the others, making them feel that there was nothing to be afraid of, and they all calmed down.

However, a loud "howl" rang out next, echoing through the canyon.

Before anyone could show any fear, Zhou Rui spoke up: "It should be a wild boar. Don't worry, I brought a gun. I'll add an extra dish for you guys later, roasted wild boar meat."

An'an and Lin Qiuyue breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhou Rui get up and pull a long cloth bag out of the snow sled.

They knew it was Zhou Rui's 98K; Zhou Rui was invincible with a gun in hand.

Yu Sitian, He Wei, and the Ping An brothers also showed expressions of great interest. They had only heard of Zhou Rui's marksmanship, but had never seen him shoot a gun while hunting.

Zhou Rui took out a Mauser 98K rifle from the bag, inspected the gun from top to bottom, then installed the magazine full of bullets, pulled the bolt, and then held the gun, facing the depths of the canyon, waiting quietly.