When he was traveling in the Far East, he once heard those old men say that the sense of smell of a black bear is about ten times that of a Lycra dog.

Zhao Jun saw Laika hunting when he was in the Far East. Although Lao Maozi's hunting was not systematic, Zhao Jun could see that Laika's qualities were very good in all aspects, and it was easy to show off.

To put it this way, the black bear's sense of smell is three thousand times greater than the human sense of smell.

At this time, Zhao Jun was nearly a mile away from the black bear, and the black bear had already noticed it, and it stood up slowly and staggeringly.

As it moved, its plump belly trembled, emitting a stream of white heat.

On the belly of this black bear, there are two black bear cubs.

"Woo... Wu..." The black bear's cry was not as loud as before. It roared twice in a low voice, but it did not spread far.

This black bear may have never seen a tiger, but it lived with its mother from birth to three years old. In its memory, when it smelled several scents, its mother would run away with it.

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Although the smell wafting in the wind at this time is rarely encountered, the black bear knows that it needs to run as fast as possible.

As the black bear stood up, two little black bears that had not yet opened their eyes and had no hair were hanging on its belly.

The two little guys were biting the bulge on their mother's belly. They were drinking milk and their teeth hadn't grown yet. When they couldn't hold on, they fell off the mother's belly one after another.

Fortunately, when they are hanging, their heads are up and their hind legs are not high off the ground, so it is not a big deal if they fall into the pit.

At this time, the mother bear turned back, with an inexplicable flash in her eyes, picked up the cub closest to her, and ran away.

Zhao Jun and Zhou Chengguo walked very quickly. The difference was that Zhao Jun had a gun in one hand and a tiger tooth in the other.

Zhou Chengguo, on the other hand, was always ready with his gun in both hands.

As he walked forward, the smell of mutton became stronger and stronger, and then there was a squeaking sound. Zhao Jun turned his head and glanced at Zhou Chengguo. Zhou Chengguo did not look at Zhao Jun. Yong'an took the first shot, and now his face was stern, his eyes

Hansha, staring straight ahead.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When he saw a red pine and the earth and rocks in front of the roots of the red pine were turned over, Zhao Jun put away his tiger teeth and moved forward with his gun in both hands.

At this time, he and Zhou Chengguo separated. When they came together in front of the pit, they both looked down at the muzzles of their guns. They saw a small black thing, just like a puppy, lying in the pit.

Stop howling.

Logically speaking, when it barks, there should be white air coming out of its mouth.

But now the little black bear is barking, but there is no white air coming from its mouth.

Zhao Jun handed the gun to Zhou Chengguo, who lowered himself into the mound and unbuttoned his cotton monkey.

When they reached the bottom of the mound, Zhao Jun picked up the little black bear with its eyes open and stuffed it directly into his arms.

I don’t know how long the mother black bear has been walking. The little black bear is now close to Zhao Jun’s chest. Although Zhao Jun can’t feel the cold, he can’t feel the slightest warmth either.

After entering Zhao Jun's arms, the little black bear was still barking. Zhao Jun fastened the buttons, reached out to grab the handle of the gun handed over by Zhou Chengguo, and used his strength to get out of the pit.

"How is it?" Zhou Chengguo asked, Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "Not so good!"

"Hurry back to the forest farm!" Zhou Chengguo said.

This little black bear is much smaller than the two that Zhao Jun killed in Cangzi last year.

Newly born black bear cubs are very fragile. They may not be able to survive the cold just now.

The two of them hurried down the slope. To them, more than a mile was nothing.

When Zhao Jun and Zhou Chengguo went down the slope and trotted towards the jeep, Zhou Chunming, Chu Anmin and others came to the east slope. Chu Anmin took a telescope and looked to the west. He couldn't help but be startled.

"Ah? Why is the black blind man gone?" Chu Anmin pointed to the west and turned to ask Zhou Chunming.

"Huh?" Zhou Chunming took the telescope from Chu Anmin and took a look to the west. After putting it down, he looked confused and murmured: "This... just left?"

At this moment, I could hear car horns honking. Two jeeps down the hillside were honking their horns together. Chu Anmin glanced at Zhou Chunming, pointed down the mountain and smiled: "This is a big deal! We finally made it up here!"
Chapter completed!