When he approached the beaver, he saw that the guy's long hair was fluffy and the hair on his tail stood up, and he was about to catch up with the feather duster.

His body was prostrate on the ground, his eyes glistening fiercely, his fangs shining in the moonlight, and his fierce face seemed to be ready to pounce at any moment.

The spots on this guy's body are like leopards, and the head is very similar to that of a domestic cat, except that behind the tips of the erect ears, there is a pinch of long hair, which is slightly different from that of a domestic cat.

But on its body, there is no trace of cat docility, and it is full of wildness at first glance.

"No wonder it's called an ocelot. I didn't see it clearly just now, but I really thought it was a little leopard. The fat man muttered, excusing himself.

Everyone also got out of the tent, and the flashlight shone on the mountain fox, and Commissar Wang also admired: "The fur of this thing is really beautiful." ”

It is said that mountain beavers are distributed all over the country, except for the Gobi Desert, almost from south to north. However, because of the cold weather in the north, in order to protect against the cold, the fur of the mountain beaver is particularly thick, and the quality is naturally higher than that produced in the south.

"This thing is rare now, just because this body is so good, so it is beaten badly by people. Wang Sanpao sighed.

As soon as the flashlight shines, the son is now, it turns out that the beaver is covered by a sleeve, it is estimated that the king is under the three guns before going to bed, the fat man did not appear, it seems that people have really reached the point of doing what they want.

"Third uncle, what should we do with this mountain beaver?" No, let's take it back too?" the fat man asked Wang Sanpao.

"This thing is a house cat. If you say that you can raise it, you can raise it. Don't look small. Fierce—of course. If only Kiki had it, it would have been possible. It is better to put it in the goose factory. Tell it to catch mice. No matter how big a ground mouse is. also escaped from the tanuki slap. "Wang Sanpao originally wanted to let go of the mountain beaver. But when I think of the sable, which is even more difficult to tame than the mountain beaver, it becomes the pet of the fat man's family. Change your mind.

The fat man also hehe: "The rats in the goose factory are becoming more and more rampant." The day before yesterday when I went to earth. Said the monkey. Even the duck eggs are called by the rats to burrow the bones. Fortunately, the entrance to the cave is too small. Stuck there. The house cats will probably have to be scared away when they get there. If you want to have a tanuki in charge. That's for the best. ”

The plan has been decided. Wang Sanpao found a sack. Cover the beavers from top to bottom. Then untie the sleeve off its leg. Finally, tie the mouth of the bag. The guy started to flutter in it.

Watch the surface of the sack rise and fall quickly. The fat man laughed: "Now you are a turtle in an urn." It's time to stop.

"It's not good—" Wang Sanpao exclaimed. Hurriedly pounced on the sack. Hold the raccoon down. I saw that one of its heads had come out of the sack.

The fat man went up to help. Hold down the scalp of the mountain beaver ground. Wang Sanpao tied his legs with ropes. That's it: "Don't say it's you." The tigers are all defeated by me!"

Listening to the fat man bragging there, Wang Sanpao couldn't help but stab him a few words: "You can sleep all night, and you have a big face to talk about, I know that you have this problem, and you have been staring at it in the tent all the time." Besides, the mountain beaver is the best at climbing trees, even if it encounters a tiger, there is nothing to do with it, and the only natural enemy is humans. ”

The fat man said a few times, got into the tent, and threw down a sentence when he turned around: "The gun ban order can solve most of the problems, after all, there are not too many hunters who can make a condom like the third uncle." ”

Falling into the tent, the fat man stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and then fell asleep. However, this night is not destined to be peaceful, and the fat man is not destined to sleep well.

"The wolf is coming!" Wang Sancang's roar exploded like thunder, and the fat man crawled out of the tent, the red tassel gun in his hand. Wang San is afraid that he is not a sheep herding baby, and he uses the trick of "the wolf is coming" to deceive people.

The wolves in Daqing Mountain, and the fat man they have an inextricable hatred, thinking that he was able to fall asleep at the vigil just now, the fat man was in a cold sweat: The wild wolf is the best at sneak attacks.

In the distance, dozens of pairs of green eyes flashed, flying towards this side, looking at the situation, it was all the wolves dispatched, and the plot was very big.

Pop - two crisp gunshots rang out, and Commissar Wang's pistol was finally fired. The wolves stopped for a moment, then continued to run in this direction.

"These things don't want to die!" Wang Sanpao was also secretly frightened, he knew in his heart that he was desperately in danger of being killed, and rushed forward, that is, the wolf ~ crazy.

With the leg plug in his hand, Wang Sanpao shouted: "Follow me to retreat, the gun is broken." He judged the situation, then pulled the old medicine and ran.

The three PLA soldiers were well-trained, and the three of them lined up in a straight line, followed Wang Sanpao closely, and turned back from time to time to fire two shots to delay the charge of the wolves.

The fat man held the red tassel gun in his hand and retreated with the three of them, and suddenly, he shouted: "Third uncle, the old man is in the forest ahead." ”

Wang Sanpao was stunned for a moment, although he hadn't seen the situation in the forest clearly, but when he heard the fat man shouting like this, he felt that with the wisdom of the wolves, he could indeed come up with such a way to attack the ground.

However, the current situation is that the wolves cannot outrun on two legs, and the guns cannot stop the crazy wolves, and only by climbing the trees can they survive.

"Political Commissar Wang, after the two of us break off, the two of you go to the front to open the way, be sure to fight a way out, and go up the tree to talk!" The fat man roared, and the two PLA soldiers immediately ran a few steps and rushed to the front of Wang Sanpao.

When there were still a few feet away from the woods, green dots suddenly flashed inside, and the hidden wolves finally appeared, and there were more than a dozen of them, in a fan shape, rushing up together.

And the wolf pack vanguard behind had also caught up with Political Commissar Wang and the fat man, and after Commissar Wang fired a few shots, the bullets ran out.

The fat man roared angrily, and the red tassel gun was about to be one

Fly, and then stretch out your feet to open the other evil ~ away. After the guy kicked him fiercely, he turned around and bit the fat man's shoes, and while flying out, he also took the fat man's rubber shoes away.

The fat man who became a barefoot immortal didn't notice it at all, the red tassel spear was rounded, and the tiger was windy, and the five or six evil wolves who were in the front just couldn't rush up.

Bang, Political Commissar Wang reloaded the magazine, and joined the battle group, the two guns were far away, and the other was close, and they actually resisted the wolves behind.

The two warriors in front of them had no bullets in their chambers after taking down a few wolves, and both of them stuck out their bayonets and began to engage the wolves in a white-knuckle fight.

The leg insert in Wang Sancanner's hand is not bad at all, he is a master and bold, he is hand-to-hand combat, and the leg insert is specially designed to greet the wolf's neck, even the old medicine has his own means of self-defense, and a medicine hoe can advance and retreat freely. Often wandering around in the mountains, without a little courage and ability, it can still be mixed.

All six of them played, and rushed to the edge of the woods in the front and back of the wolves. Wang Sanpao shouted at the two soldiers: "Go up the tree first, then use the gun!"

The two warriors were stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood, and each chose a big ~ to climb up. Wang Sanpao and Lao Yaozi stood under the tree to clear the obstacles for the soldiers.

"Ahh The other two wolves saw the bargain and pounced.

At this moment, the two fighters did not turn around in the tree, obviously unable to rescue. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed and smashed on the wolf's back.

After a crunch, the wolf collapsed and wailed.

"Uncle Yaozi, first!" The fat man had the iron gun in his hand, and just now, the red tassel gun was bent.

Lao Yaozi and Wang San also began to climb the tree, the fat man and Wang Political Commissar guarded below, and the wolves were also crazy, and after a terrible long howl, they all swarmed over like a tide.

The fat man is even more red-eyed, and the red tassel gun is used as an iron rod, and when it is rounded, it is smashed. There are evil wolves in all directions, and other moves can't be used at all, and a brute fight like a fat man is the most affordable.

In just one minute, there was no place for the lichen pants on the fat man's body, and he didn't know how many places were bleeding, and there were too many wolves for the fat man to take care of at all.

Fortunately, his reaction was first-class, and he was always able to avoid the serious, so although he became a bloody man, he was all skin wounds, and he still relied on one breath in his chest to support him, and continued to fight fiercely.

"Bang Bang Bang-" A volley of guns shot down from the trees, and several wolves fell at once. The fat man turned into a bloody man, but he didn't kill the red eye, and when he saw this opportunity, he threw out the iron gun that had become a twist in his hand, and struggled to jump to a tree beside him, using his hands and feet together, and climbed up more than a zhang high in a few strokes, which was sharper than Mao Mao on a tree.

Riding on top of a large tree branch, the fat man laughed for a while, and his voice was extremely ugly. I was lucky enough to be able to escape from the wolves.

After relaxing his spirit a little, the fat man couldn't help but gasp hard, and a tingling pain came all over his body. Looking down at himself, the fat man smirked again.

With one foot bare, the autumn clothes and pants have become strips, revealing big holes, both sleeves are gone, and even the crotch of the pants has been torn out of a big hole, which is definitely worse than a beggar.

"These things with a thousand knives!" The fat man scolded in his mouth, suddenly his body trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed a handful of his crotch, and then he breathed a sigh: "Fortunately, it's still there, if you really bite off Lao Tzu's life, none of you want to live!"

While being ruthless in his mouth, the fat man tore off his clothes and pants, took out a blanket from the wooden box, draped it on his body first, and then began to sprinkle medicine on his body.

"Fatty, how are you?" Wang Sanpao's voice came from another tree, and when he saw the fat man going up the tree, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"It's okay, at most a layer of skin. The fat man threw two pills into his mouth, then took a small bottle of medicine in one hand and sprinkled it from his thigh. It's all blood anyway, and it's not a wound.

Throwing the medicine bottle in his hand to the ground, the fat man appeared, the wolves under the tree had dispersed, it was estimated that they were all lurking, the wolves did not achieve their goal, and they would definitely not leave easily.

Fortunately, this time in Beijing, the fat man bought enough Yunnan Baiyao, and after using more than ten bottles in a row, the wound basically stopped bleeding, the fire burned, and the pain became even worse.

After pouring most of the bottle into his mouth, the fat man took out the wine bottle and poured a few sips of wine, and heard Wang Sanpao shouting over there: "Fat man, give you my sheepskin!"

The fat man then remembered that when the blanket was exposed, after dawn, he shouted: "No, I can still deal with this clothes." ”

There was also a set of autumn clothes and pants in his wooden box, the fat man took it out and put it on, picked up the tattered set and rubbed it, the surface was covered with blood, cut a few strips with a knife, and then put the broken ones into the wooden box.

A burst of coolness came from his feet, and the fat found a pair of rubber shoes to change into, and his heart was warm: It's still useful for the old guy, if it wasn't for the body being transformed by it this time, he would definitely have to play with his life.

With a grateful heart, the fat man observed the familiar sights inside the wooden box: a sparkling pond, a green meadow, a peach tree, an iron tree, a flower—and a wriggling sack containing the beaver.

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes were attracted by a few things: a gray umbrella cover, and a cluster of them.

The fat man couldn't help but scratch the back of his head, and wondered in his heart: "It seems that there were no mushrooms in the wooden box before?"