Mo Ye is reasonable, the ice rat is timid and suspicious by nature, and he has already fled when he is alarmed, how can he take the initiative to attack people?

Mo Ye picked up most of the remaining rabbit meat from the ground and threw it towards the pine tree, but was grabbed by the ice rat poking his head out, and then dragged it into the tree hole desperately......

This ice rat has become a sperm......

"Pack your things and get ready to leave!" Mo Ye ordered.

I shone my flashlight around, "I'm afraid it's too late." ”

The woods around the camp shone brightly, and many tree trunks shone with a miserable green shimmer, and they were a pair of small animal eyes, and secretly, I don't know how many ice rats were the same.

Ice rats are not social animals, and I have never heard of them hollowing out tree trunks to make nests, and I even wonder if I am mistaken, but in any case, I am afraid that tonight will be another fierce battle.

The first shot of the "battle" was fired by the cannonball, the ice rat that had just eaten the rabbit meat flew up, biting the neck of the cannonball, and the cannonball picked up the gun and hit it to the ground.

Nearly a hundred ice rats drilled out of the tree hole and rushed towards us, Liang Fang and He Aijuan were so frightened that they stepped back, grabbed a sleeping bag and blocked it in front of them, but the sleeping bag was instantly gnawed into rags, and they hurriedly threw it away. The two ice rats jumped up and went straight to Liang Fang's face, I felt the axe, saw the opportunity to smash it, smashed one of them away, and then pulled it back with my backhand, and chopped the other one to the ground, but it struggled to turn over, and there was not the slightest wound on its fur.

Hu Qiu and Mo Ye were back to back, one with a machete, the other with a shovel, to fly the ice rats that came up one by one, that skillful and ruthless and calm, I couldn't help but admire, but there are more and more rats drilled around, with this dry guy in our hands, I'm afraid it won't last long-

A large group of ice rats approached quickly from the side, numbering no less than hundred, just when we felt our scalp tingle, boom! Afie pulled the trigger......

This short-barreled shotgun is modified, can be loaded with seven rounds at a time, although the range is not far, but the firepower is powerful, the iron sand lead bullets fired into a spray shape, the maximum coverage diameter is even more than a meter, just suitable for dealing with group enemies. She fired this shot, and the rats that rushed straight at them were beaten to pieces.

But to our surprise, the iron sand hit the ice rat, and there were some sparks, but there were more than a dozen flesh and blood blurs, but more of them just rolled on the ground a few times, turned over, and continued to show evil at us.

"Broken, they roll over the 'loose sleeves'!" Mo Ye suddenly shouted.

"Loose sleeve" is the saying of the old generation of mountain people in the Northeast - some wild animals in the mountains are unbearable in summer, so they use sand and soil to "bathe", roll around on the ground, stain the sand and gravel and feel itchy, and then go to the tree to rub, the fur is covered with a layer of tree oil, and then "bath", and then rub, so repeatedly, there are layers of thick sand and oil mixture on the back, all year round, it is like a layer of "body armor" on the body, and it is difficult to penetrate ordinary knives and guns. But that mostly refers to large animals such as wild boars, which appear on small ice rats, which is really rare.

After Fiefy fired several more shots and forced back several waves of rats, the ice rats were also suppressed, and they only lay on the spot and stared at us with their fangs, as if they were going to "confront" us for a long time.

Taking advantage of this, we began to pack our important belongings, but before we could pack our backpacks, we found that those ice rats had retreated one after another, like a tide, until they were more than ten meters away before stopping.

We look at each other, what kind of demons are these "essence" rats going to be?

"Fuck it—" the cannon scolded, raising his gun, "I'll get out of the way, you guys follow!" With that, he strode out.

Mo Ye looked at the forest, his eyes suddenly widened, "Mountain cannon, stop!" Danger—"

The artillery battle had reached the edge of the woods, and the footsteps had stopped abruptly, for we heard a series of "clucking" sounds at the same time—

Those ice rats were gathered under the roots of the big trees, more than a dozen of them, gnawing on the bark of the trees.

The artillery battle couldn't understand it, so he simply raised his gun and stabbed it.

I pulled Liang Fang and He Aijuan back and said, "Slowly, relax and breathe." ”

"Mountain Artillery, stop!" Mo Ye shouted.

But it was too late, the cannon had already been pierced into the trunk of the tree, and the head of the spear was half a foot in, and the thick tree was actually stabbed through, and he was feeling surprised, but when he heard a crisp sound of "click", the body of the tree shook and fell straight down at him.

The artillery battle was really not in vain, and he was stunned to pry the trunk of the tree a few centimeters away with a spear, and at the same time rolled his body to the side and dodged it alive. But our camp was hit by the seedlings, the trees more than ten meters high slammed down, and the tents and many accompanying items were smashed to pieces, the only thing to be thankful for was that the people had already dodged in advance.

The gnawing sound of "clucking and clucking" gradually stopped, those ice rats stared at us in the distance, Liang Fang looked at the messy camp, pulled his girlfriend and wanted to run out, I pressed his shoulder, "Don't die?!" ”

He looked back at me in horror.

The biggest taboo of logging is that you can't control the direction of the tree's fall, and sometimes the stump has been broken, but the tree body still maintains its balance and does not fall, which is the most dangerous, because the slightest wind and grass may cause the tree to fall head-on. In this case, the people under the tree are resolutely not allowed to move, especially not to run, otherwise once the wind blows, the direction of the tree trunk must be the direction of the person's running.

I shone my flashlight at the surrounding woods, and many of the canopies under the snow had withered, and it seemed that the ice rats had already hollowed out the trunks, and now they had gnawed away the bark and outer layer, and the support point was only a thin circle, which was probably no different from sawing off the tree.

Young couples should not have experience with this, but several other people must know. It's just that we can't figure it out, those ice rats are really sperm? I actually know that "it is better to outwit than to attack"......

The cannonball looked around, gritted his teeth, turned back to Mo Ye and Hu Qiu and said, "You go over there, I'll lure them away!" ”

Hu Qiu stopped him, and then looked at us unabashedly, "Draw lots!" ”

God took care of me, I smoked the shortest ......

I could only smile bitterly, carefully rubbed to the edge of the forest, stood under a huge withered pine, slowly took off my coat, unfolded my clothes as much as I could, and threw it forward......