A burst of blood erupted from its left shoulder, its powerful, rock-shattering motion distorted.
The bullet tore through its flesh and shattered part of its shoulder blade, but that was all.
The bone density of this apex predator is simply astounding.
"Roar."
The brown bear let out a shrill and furious roar, turning its head and staring intently into the direction from which the gunshot had come.
It did not fall.
That single shot may have merely unleashed the ferocity deeply buried in its genes.
It abandoned the moose beneath its feet, put on all fours, and charged toward Su Wei and Black.
The moose that had narrowly escaped death had completely lost its senses.
The excruciating pain and fear made it unable to distinguish between enemy and savior; anything that moved was a threat.
Dragging its broken hind leg, it actually turned around and, instead of fleeing, charged towards Black, who was closest to it and blocking its path.
"Roar!"
Caesar suddenly dropped to the ground, this Alaska mixed-breed hound laying its black back flat and staring intently at the charging moose.
It didn't show fear; instead, it seemed eager to try.
Then, it let out a long, mournful cry.
Four powerful hunting dogs charged at the same time, heading straight for the ferocious moose.
Black didn't stop his old friend; instead, he observed calmly.
Damn it.
Old Kash on the flank shouted.
" Aruk. Shoot. Intercept it."
Aruk frantically picked up the old-fashioned hunting rifle.
He was so nervous that his palms were sweaty. Facing two behemoths going berserk at close range was beyond the young man's psychological limits.
He tried his best to calm his racing heart and steady his breathing.
But it was difficult for him to do so; the impact of the two giant beasts was too great.
Even if he wanted to do it, it would be difficult.
"Bang."
A shot rang out.
But the bullet missed, grazing the moose's rump and only kicking up a tuft of brown fur.
The moose became even more frightened, and its speed increased instead of decreasing.
"Bang!"
Another shot rang out, and Old Kash did not sit idly by and wait to be killed.
But it's clear that his son didn't cooperate with him.
The startled moose suddenly increased its speed, causing him to shoot at the moose's hind leg instead of the area he had originally aimed at, which was the front of its chest.
"Waaaaaah"
Its terrified howl, a deep deer call, sounded like a great bell ringing, carrying extremely far.
Old Kash's bullets successfully slowed its speed, but unfortunately...
The distance wasn't too far, but it still struck Black at a very fast speed.
That was the impact of a human bomb weighing nearly 800 kilograms; Black, standing in its path, appeared so tiny.
However.
This man, known as the Old Devil of Kodiak Island, displayed a chilling composure at this moment.
He didn't retreat, not even a single step.
He didn't even raise the muzzle of the double-barreled shotgun.
He simply watched the moose charging towards him, calculating the distance.
Fifty meters.
Thirty meters.
Twenty meters.
Caesar's jaws finally snapped into the moose's rump, and the remaining three hounds joined in the attack.
The moose's antlers were almost touching Black's jacket as it lowered its head. Its heavy breathing was clearly audible, and you could even smell the bloody scent of hay in its breath.
At this very moment.
Black moved.
There were no fancy moves, just raising the gun, shouldering it, and firing.
The three movements were so fast that only a blur remained.
"Boom."
The 12-gauge double-barreled shotgun erupted with a thunderous roar.
The slug struck the moose's chest cavity with pinpoint accuracy at almost face-to-face distance.
The immense stopping force caused the running behemoth to momentarily freeze.
"Waaaaaah!!"
Its forelegs suddenly buckled to their knees, and the immense momentum propelled its body across the snow, pushing away the accumulated snow. Finally, its massive head came to a stop just in front of Black's military boots.
It's only three inches long.
Just three inches further forward, and those shovel-shaped spikes could break Black's shinbones, or even rip him open.
Black expressionlessly snapped the barrel open, and two smoking shell casings ejected, landing on the snow with a hissing sound.
He didn't even glance down at the corpse at his feet, but quickly pulled two new rounds from the ammunition belt and loaded them in.
Click.
The gun barrel is closed.
" Su Wei."
Black's voice remained steady and calm.
"Let's solve this big problem."
He didn't need to say it.
Su Wei had already stood up.
The brown bear, shot in the shoulder, did not stop its attack even as the moose fell.
On the contrary, the smell of blood and pain drove it completely mad.
It is rushing towards Su Wei.
300 meters.
Two hundred meters.
At this distance, brown bears can run at speeds of up to 56 kilometers per hour.
The moving dark shape rapidly magnified in the scope, and you could even see the saliva hanging from its mouth and its row of yellowed fangs.
Su Wei could feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
That was fear.
But it was also exciting.
Adrenaline burns in your bloodstream, slowing down everything around you.
The wind and snow seemed to have stopped, and only the bear was terrifyingly clear in sight.
His absolute composure, born from his Firearms Mastery, forcefully suppressed the trembling in his body.
Su Wei did not rush to fire.
He's waiting.
Waiting for a sure-fire opportunity.
The bear was running at high speed, its body undulating violently. At that moment, shooting would easily hit either the hard skull or insignificant fat.
150 meters.