Rebirth in 1972: Redemption in Changbai Mountain

Gu Shaofeng, who was following behind, snapped his fingers: "I think that's fine. Dogs in the mountains always get their places based on their own abilities."

"The more you try to stop it, the more it feels that you are being biased, and it will hold back and act stubbornly."

Gu Shaofeng's four dogs were all helpers and had no intention of vying for the lead dog position, but he was happy to watch the show.

He Wu, gripping his hunting rifle, followed beside him, his eyes lighting up as he listened.

"What a spectacle! I've never seen hunting dogs fight over who's the boss in my entire life."

As they talked, they walked deeper into the snowfield. In less than half an hour, the view suddenly opened up before them.

Zhou Rui gave Gu Jiacheng a look, and the latter immediately loosened his grip on the dog leash.

Sniffing the wind had been itching all over for a long time. As soon as the noose slipped off its neck, it darted out, its paws slapping the snowflakes flying to both sides.

It deliberately slanted its body as it brushed past Big Yellow, its tail held upright like a straight flagpole, and a series of provocative low growls rolled from its throat.

Their posture clearly indicated they wanted to snatch the position of leader from Big White.

The Sniffing Wind is an Oroqen hunting dog with excellent genes.

They are agile and have strong hunting abilities, but they are not very large.

I still don't know what breed Dahuang is. It's probably not a purebred. It has all the advantages, and after being tempered by the mountains, it seems more mature.

Startled by its sudden movement, Big Yellow only paused slightly, without even raising its head immediately.

Until Xiu Tianfeng, relying on his youthful vigor, rushed forward a dozen steps and then turned back.

When I raised my front paws to scratch at its shoulder, Big Yellow suddenly turned its head and let out a deep growl like muffled thunder.

The sound, carried by the wind and snow, shook the snowballs on the nearby branches, causing them to fall in a flurry.

Instead of retreating, the wind sniffed back its ears, bared its white teeth, and bit down on the side of the yellow dog's neck.

It didn't dare to really go all out; it just wanted to use its stubbornness to suppress the older brother.

But Big Yellow was much more stable than it had imagined. Its front paws sank into the deep snow, its massive body twisted to the side, and its shoulder slammed solidly into the waist of the wind-sniffing creature.

With a muffled thud, Xiu Tianfeng's body, weighing about forty pounds, flew sideways and rolled into a deep snow pit in the thick snow.

It shakily crawled out of the snow pit, but instead of submitting, it charged upwards again with red eyes.

This time, Dahuang didn't dodge. It put its two front paws forward and pinned Xiutianfeng to the snow.

Warm breath sprayed onto its forehead, and the tips of its fangs gently brushed against the softest part of the skin on the back of its neck.

This is a warning from the dogs in the pack; if they keep making a fuss, the next bite won't be as simple as just rubbing their fur.

Sniffing the wind, it pawed at the snow several times, but couldn't break free from Big Yellow's claws.

Its previous fearless and arrogant spirit has now completely dissipated, like a punctured ball.

The tail, which had been standing straight, slowly drooped down and lay between the two hind legs, while the ears also relaxed and lay softly on both sides of the head.

It buried its head in the snow, letting out a few weak whimpers, and dared not look at Big Yellow again.

Dahuang then released its paws, took a half step back, raised its head and barked wildly at the sky, its voice sounding somewhat like a wolf.

Sniffing the wind, it got up from the snow, shook off the snow, and obediently went around to a spot half a step behind Big White, no longer trying to cut in front of it.

Even when running, they deliberately followed the same line as Big White's footprints, not daring to cross the boundary at all.

The people around didn't dare to breathe loudly until Xiu Tianfeng completely gave in, at which point Liu Qingguo slapped his thigh and laughed out loud.

"I knew it! How could a mere boy like me possibly challenge the old hunting dog's authority? Now that's great, we don't have to worry about this kid wandering off and startling the prey anymore when we go into the mountains."

He Wu stood to the side, his eyes wide with amazement. The force of those two collisions was even more exciting than when he watched military dogs train in the army.

Not long after Big Yellow's whistling stopped, a hawk's cry came from the sky.

Big White swooped down and did a somersault over Big Yellow's head, seemingly with a provocative air.

Big Yellow stared at the white figure, a strange expression appearing in its dog eyes.

It's like they're saying we're from the army and the air force respectively, completely unrelated, so what's there to brag about?

"Ruiwa, has your Big White spotted some prey? Should we hurry and follow it?"

Gu Shaofeng looked at the giant white object in the sky, his previous fervor had diminished, but his envious gaze remained unchanged.

Zhou Rui shook his head: "No. When it spots its prey, it will circle around our heads three times."

"That move just now, uh... didn't it look like a kid who can climb trees making faces on a branch?"

Gu Shaofeng and the others all looked at Zhou Rui, and after thinking about it, it seemed to be true.

The group paused for two seconds, then burst into laughter.

Liu Qingguo laughed so hard he almost dropped his gun, grabbing a nearby pine tree and slapping its trunk: "So this little eagle can fight with a dog? One's in the sky, the other's on the ground, and they can even argue across the distance, huh?"

He Wu laughed so hard he rubbed his stomach. The tension he felt watching the hunting dogs fight for the lead dog had completely dissipated, and he pointed at the white shadow circling in the sky and laughed.

"In all my life, this is the first time I've ever seen an eagle and a dog vying for dominance. Did these two conspire to put on a show for us?"

The giant white creature in the sky seemed to understand that some people were laughing at it. With a flap of its wings, it suddenly flew away into the distance.

The group laughed and continued walking deeper into the snowfield. Before they had gone half a mile, Big Yellow, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

It sniffed the snow hard, its eyes, which had been sulking with the eagle, instantly darkened, and a low growl came from its throat.

The wind immediately stopped, raised its nose to smell the air, and let out a low whimper.

"Something's up." Gu Shaofeng's smile vanished instantly, and he picked up his hunting rifle and took two steps forward.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly darted out and ran for about several dozen meters, pulling a pheasant out of the snow.

When Xiang Tianfeng ran back, he didn't hand the pheasant to Zhou Rui and the others; instead, he placed it directly in front of Da Huang.

The pheasant had a patch of snow still clinging to its wing, clearly indicating that it had been hiding under the snow to avoid the wind and snow, but had become hypothermic and had been dug out of the snow by a single claw from the sniff of the wind.

"Hey, this little brat's got some manners." Gu Shaofeng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but move closer. "He just got a dog, and he's already offering his first prey as a greeting gift."

"Hmm." Gu Jiacheng bent down and patted the dog's head, then turned to Zhou Rui: "Rui, are we going to go knock on Xiong Cangzi?"

Zhou Rui turned to look at Gu Jiacheng; the Gu family father and son knew this forest on the back mountain better than he did.

Are there any bear enclosures near the back of the mountain around here?

"Yes, but they are very far away. The closest one is a day's journey away." Gu Jiacheng nodded.