The cat story continues.

The person who originally only played movies in "The Wandering Guide to the Universe", has gradually appeared many serialized works.

And many interesting themes emerged in these newly serialized works.

These themes often do not really happen on this planet, but are finished products obtained by people on this planet by understanding the literary and artistic works on the earth and conducting secondary creations.

These finished products have a very strange feeling...

War has never changed.

Spring is not only a beautiful season when everything is revived and full of vitality, but also a bad season when food is lacking and yellow.

Winter has just passed.

A group of humans wearing animal skins and holding bows and arrows walked along the wasteland, followed by a mixed-breed wolf.

Their leader walked in front, gently pushing away the thorns with his rough hands, carefully poking his head out, stretching out his thumb and pressing it in front of him, and watching the distance from the mixed-breed wolf.

Confirm that it was within range, the leader raised his hand. A warrior who was two meters tall behind him took off his back and whispered a thorny bow of his height and twisted out a thorny arrow from his quiver.

Hold your breath and concentrate, and the bow is like a full moon.

The leader waved his hand and the soldier's right hand released. Both ends of the huge ox horn bow trembled violently, and the harsh arrows came out of the string, piercing through the air, and shooting towards the mixed wolf with the sound of breaking through the air.

A distance of 150 meters arrived in a flash.

The harsh arrow shot the mixed-breed wolf and nailed it to its hind leg.

Frightened and felt the pain, it limped its legs, sobbed in its throat, and ran away with its limp.

The leader and the rest of the soldiers took off the mace hanging around their waists, hugged their waists, and ran quickly towards the mixed-breed wolf.

The sticks hit the head of the mixed-breed wolf, and the brain was overflowing.

The coyote died, and the warrior took the mixed wolf and began to retreat.

However, they found that at some point, on the wasteland, all around them were filled with mixed-breeding wolves.

The head wolf whistled up to the sky, while the other coyotes grinded their claws irritably.

Offensive and defensive reversal.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey?

Winter just passed, food was scarce and wolves were very hungry.

The leader turned his head slightly and looked at the mixed-breed wolf. It was a bait. Is this a trap? He didn't have time to think about it carefully, he didn't have time to blame himself, concentrate and began to organize a retreat.

Fight, retreat, escape.

Although they were surrounded, they did not panic and were not defeated.

They waved their maces to repel the close-range mixed-breed wolf, and retreated into a small cave along the terrain.

Humans in animal skins guarded the entrance of the cave, and the mixed wolf looked at the small hole and could not organize an effective attack.

The head wolf was not in a hurry. It howled a few times and asked its subordinates to stay at the intersection. As long as we wait for the dry food that humans carry to run out and starve itself to death, we can enjoy the food without casualties.

The encounter turned into a defensive attrition war.

The form no longer seems intense, it becomes calm and long, but the danger has not been reduced in slightest.

Humans did not carry too much food, but only brought half a day of dry food for each person.

On the first day, the dry food was eaten up.

The next day, they lost the brain fungus growing on the cave walls.

On the third day, they finished eating the mixed-breed wolf.

On the fourth day, they took off their animal skins, threw them into a pot of boiling water, and started cooking.

The leader and his soldiers all had fatigue on their faces. Staying in the cave does not mean being at ease and worry-free. They need to be always on guard against mixed-bred wolves outside the cave to prevent their attacks.

In the pot made of the mud crab's back shell, the skin had been boiled soft. The leader directly reached out and took out a piece of skin and threw it into his mouth to chew it.

There was no trace of pain on his face as he reached into the boiling water. He chewed carefully the salty and pickled skin. While restoring his energy, he thought about how to get rid of the current prisoner's end.

It is completely impossible to stay in the cave. For a few days, they have eaten everything they can eat. Now they have cooked the last dry food, the animal skins that are draped on their bodies.

The leader swallowed the animal skin, walked to the entrance of the cave, and asked the guards if there was any abnormality and did not find the opportunity to sneak attack the wolf outside.

The warrior looked at the head wolf and shook his head. The leader looked at him and said that the head wolf, which was at least two circles bigger than other mixed-bred wolves, was lying two hundred meters away from them, basking in the sun lazily.

The leader's face was not very good-looking, and the leader's wolf's strength was stronger than he thought. No creature that could bathe in the sun for a long time in this era is a weak person.

Except for this head wolf basking in the sun, the other mixed-breeding wolves are much weaker. They hid in groups of trees and stones in groups, with their heads facing the entrance of the cave, staring at the movements of humans in the cave.

The warrior who went deep into the cave came back and said to the leader, and the meaning was very clear that there was no second exit in the cave.

This news prompted the leader to make a decision to behead, kill the head wolf, and then take advantage of the chaos of the group of wolves without heads to break out of the siege.

However, the distance of two hundred meters is too far. Under normal circumstances, no warrior's arrow can shoot that far.

Can you only use that?

The leader showed unbearableness on his face, and he took out the medicine bottle he had found in his linen pocket for searching for the ruins of the old era.

The medicine bottle contains Bali Pills, a pill that can temporarily increase its strength. Just like its effect of being a group, its side effects are also very great. Just take one and you will definitely get addicted.

There was a soldier in the settlement who used one. After eating it, he was immediately powerful, but after that battle, the sequelae were very obvious.

Even if he was tied up with strong double-headed cow tendons, the warrior chose to break his head with a mace.

The young leader at that time will never forget the warrior's expression of relief when he committed suicide.

If the warrior takes the Bali Pill, he may shoot the bone-black arrow two hundred meters away to kill the head wolf, creating an opportunity for the rest of the people to escape from the cave.

But at the same time, it also means the death of the warrior.

The leader's eyes were a little unsteady. In the harsh environment, the settlement could grow up smoothly and become a soldier. No one in ten people could become soldiers. Sacrifice a warrior, and the loss was great.

But if they do not break through now and when everyone's strength declines due to hunger, they may really become the food of the group of mixed-breeding wolves in front of them.

The leader was a little guilty. If he didn't go hunting, he chose to eat the children in the settlement, survive this period of time, and wait for food to grow in the field.

Maybe you don't have to face the painful choice now...

The warrior who shot the mixed wolf four days ago saw the medicine bottle in the leader's hand and placed his hand on the leader's shoulder.

The leader turned his head, the soldier pointed to the medicine bottle, pointed at himself, his eyes firm, and said word by word, "Let me do it..."

The soldier took advantage of the leader's insanity and snatched the medicine bottle, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and swallowed the Bali Pills.

A roar of anger, the already protruding muscles on his body became even more ferocious. He took the double-headed horn bow, put on the harsh arrow, let go of his hand, and the arrow flew out.

The head wolf seemed to feel something. It raised its head and turned around to escape when it saw an arrow flying towards it.

However, it was too late. It had just turned around and the sharp arrow entered his body.

The shot from its back waist was shot through its spine, and an arrow appeared on its back.

The head wolf's hind limbs were paralyzed, and it was tenacious with its vitality and did not die immediately. Its front paws supported its body, its mouth was facing the sky, and it howled dozens of syllables.

The other mixed-breeding wolves who heard the howl of the wolf began to move in chaos.

Although the leader was a little surprised why the wolf howled seemed to be talking, he saw the chaos of the wolf pack and knew that the beheading had played a role and it was time to take action.

More than twenty minutes have passed.

The leader and his soldiers were still in the cave.

Unlike twenty minutes ago, from the leader to every soldier, there are scars left by mixed-bred wolves.

This small injury is nothing. The warrior who rushed to the front was seriously injured, and a large piece of flesh was torn off from his thighs and arms.

While treating the wounds of the seriously injured soldiers, the leader looked at the body of the wolf who was dragged away three hundred meters away with an ugly expression.

A mixed-breed wolf that originally looked the same size as other mixed-breed wolf swallowed the body of the wolf bite by bit. Every time it ate, the body became larger.

The leader is very sure that the power of the leader wolf is inherited through flesh and blood.

The following things have happened in the past twenty minutes since the howling of the wolf.

The leader and the soldiers rushed out when the wolves were in chaos. However, unlike the wolf packs that were originally busy attacking each other and competing for the status of the wolf pack. Their primary target was actually him and the soldiers.

The beheading tactic was successful, but the strategic goal was not achieved.

After all, the number of warriors was limited, so they had to retreat again and again until they retreated back to the cave. Watching a mixed wolf, dragging the corpse of the wolf away, eating its body and inheriting its power.

The leader looked at the warrior who had taken the Bali Pills. The warrior's blood vessels looked scary.

The soldier shook his head and said that he was powerless to do anything about the target three hundred meters away.

The leader sighed, as if he had accepted his fate, and sat on the ground. The other soldiers also sat down silently.

In this new era, dangers are everywhere.

They were not afraid of death, but they did not expect that they would be wiped out here. They remembered the women and children in the settlement, and were a little worried that without their protection, could they survive in this crisis-ridden world.

Suddenly, the leader raised his head and seemed to hear a gunshot.

Is this an illusion?
To be continued...