Chapter 4: Wandering Wolves

Tired and hungry, Zhang Xiaokai felt that he was about to die if he didn't eat anymore.

Cutting meat from a frozen doe's body with glass is a good idea, but it's not easy to operate.

Even with a sharp kitchen knife, it's hard to cut through completely frozen meat, let alone just pieces of a wine bottle.

It took the strength of the milk to cut the skin, and you can see the bright red flesh under the fur, and every time the glass is crossed, the mark left is very shallow.

For Zhang Xiaokai, who was hungry and had serious hypothermia due to the cold wind, there was nothing worse than this.

After a few minutes, he still couldn't cut even a piece of whole venison, and his mood gradually became irritable, and then he thought that he should roast it on the fire first, and then cut the meat after it softened a little.

Thinking of this, he immediately put down the glass bottle and got up to find wood that could be burned.

It's not an easy thing to do.

It was cold for a long time, and it snowed one after another, and the dead branches were covered with snow, so it was possible to dig it, but it was too laborious.

The best thing to do is to get it from a dead tree, but this involves another problem - there is no axe or saw, and even dead branches are not easy to burn because of the frost and snow on the surface.

Whether it's cutting meat or barbecuing, you have to get enough wood, so finding enough dead branches is an urgent matter at the moment.

The forest is full of pine trees, carefully collecting broken leaves and dead branches, and putting them in empty backpacks, even if it is only a small dry branch.

During this period, my feet slipped, and I rolled down seven or eight meters away, and the snow poured in from the neckline, which was simply cold.

Fortunately, I didn't hit the tree, the person was fine, struggled to stand up and continued to collect, and after walking dozens of meters, I found a large dead branch, and after peeling off the damp bark, the inside seemed to be able to be ignited, and I was instantly excited.

Without his mother to buy groceries and cook, leaving the metropolis where life is convenient, everything now has to rely on Zhang Xiaokai himself, including dragging dozens of pounds of pine branches and struggling to move forward in the snow.

Comparatively, the deer was about the same weight, so no matter which one was dragged, it was about the same in his eyes.

The old Rolex watch he was wearing was from a deceased airplane pilot.

Zhang Xiaokai is wearing a little big, and now the watch is no longer moving, not because he is greedy for money, he is greedy for a watch that can be sold for two or three hundred dollars, but it is always dark, and he can't tell which time of day it is.

Finally dragging the dead branch to the doe's carcass, the fawn was no longer struggling, dying.

He took out a handful of hay from his bag and threw it in front of it, and when he saw that he had eaten a few sticks, he smiled.

After eating and resting for a while, I have to continue to look for the remaining half of the plane and my parents, the snow forest is brighter at night, and I am not afraid that I will not be able to walk.

From the ill-fitting inner layer of the coat, pull out a ball of dried cotton, light it with a lighter, and carefully place a handful of pine leaves on it.

After successfully igniting it, set up some slightly larger dead branches, break them into small pieces, and wait for the flames to gradually grow larger next to the roots, and then pull the doe carcass to the fire and put its hind legs into the fire.

The doe's head peeks out of the snow, her eyes are open, dull, hollow, and cloudy.

is like the eyes of the plane pilot after death, which can make Zhang Xiaokai feel fear.

He muttered, "Don't blame me, I ate your meat today, and I will never eat venison again...... I mean, after leaving this damn place. Your child would have died, and now I'm feeding it, and if possible, I'll help you take care of it and go into the park to enjoy it. ”

The doe is dead, and even if he is alive, he can't understand his words, these words are just Zhang Xiaokai comforting himself.

Thinking that he would help take care of the fawn, he no longer felt uneasy about eating meat, like a deal, a verbal agreement.

Of course, if cornered, that fawn still has the potential to become a ration.

Since I was a child, I often heard about "deer hunting", and venison was sold in supermarkets, and growing up in this environment, I also had sympathy, but it was impossible to equate my fate with a deer.

The lonely jungle is the most restorative of animal instinct – a wild nature of the jungle.

There is also wind against the tree, and the flame swayes and gradually becomes smaller.

It's getting darker.

After pulling the doe's body away from the fire, this time it was possible to cut off a piece of hind leg meat, and then another piece.

There was no time to continue cutting, Zhang Xiaokai made do with eating a little bit of the surface meat that seemed to be cooked, and then continued to set off to find more dead branches.

After eating a thumb-sized piece of meat, and being warmly lit by the fire, my energy is gradually recovering.

There were a lot of dead branches that were crushed by the snow last winter, and there were some the year before, so it is difficult to be broken down by nature for a while, so it is not too difficult to find them after gaining experience.

After adding firewood and sitting down again, there is even time to fill the bottom of a glass bottle with snow water, and drink it to warm up after heating it.

This is the rarest enjoyment since the plane accident.

The kind that almost vomits out when you eat meat and eats it, and your stomach is filled with food, which is a good feeling for a long time.

Before the meat was re-frozen, I took the time to cut two whole deer legs, tied them with wires and put them in the snow, for fear that they would deteriorate and spoil after being roasted by the fire.

Now that there was enough food and enough food and drink, he buried the doe's body in a snowdrift, thought about it, burned the snow water, fed the fawn, and carried it to the fire.

It's not that I want to roast it, but I'm afraid that it will freeze to death.

The little guy was already weak, and after being tied up, he tossed for a while, and at this moment he was dying, and he didn't even have the sound of calling.

Zhang Xiaokai couldn't help but start to feel weak, after all, he promised in front of the doe corpse that he would help take care of it, and it was not good to be killed by himself.

There was also deer blood and a large piece of cooked venison to be eaten tomorrow, and seeing that the fawn didn't notice anything, he just looked at the small snowdrift that had been filled, and he was relieved.

Worried about where it would die after it ran away, he tied the little guy's front legs to his own legs.

Extremely tired, but unable to sleep, thinking that the snow was small at the moment, I couldn't sit still, and then went up the mountain to look around, and shouted the names of my parents.

Still no movement.

I tried several times, and after more than an hour, I returned to the fire, ready to sleep for a while, and then wake up and continue the search.

As soon as I lay down, I felt sleepy, and I seemed to hear something when I was half asleep, but I didn't think much about it, and I fell asleep.

The fire was still burning vigorously, and the fawn lay there, and fell asleep.

After all, it is the children of the city, who forget that there are not only deer, pine trees, birds, etc., but also some carnivores who are hungry because of the cold and cannot find food.

A small group of hungry British Columbia wolves were roaming a few kilometers away, and looking at the direction they were heading, it was probably his side......