This is my third year as a policeman in this town. I haven't participated in many serious security activities in the past three years, but I have dealt with the animals in the reserve.

—This is the 671st story of the National Story Plan—

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This is my third year as a policeman in this town. I haven’t participated in many serious public security activities in the past three years, but I have dealt with the animals in the reserve. Brother Peng said that I might as well change my career and work as a forest police officer. Since I came, there have been many more cases of animals in the bureau.

The day I just came to Shiya Public Security Bureau to report, the sky was shattered with yellow sand and the air was covered with sand and soil. People would choke after saying a few more words. Only the sunlight struggled in the gray sky, sometimes pushed away by the sand and dust, and then squeezed in again. A spot of light flickered in the gray and yellow sky.

The one who answered me was the deputy bureau of the local public security bureau, Wang Quanyou. Director Wang was very happy to see me. In order to express his welcome, Director Wang took the initiative to say, "Comrade Xiao Zhou, welcome to our Public Security Bureau to serve. You can rest today and give you a whole welcome meeting in a few days." I was sitting in the passenger seat but I was not happy at all when I heard this, because I was the only graduate assigned to the Shiya area at the same time.

I heard from my seniors in school that rookies who have just joined the team will be fooled by the captain, saying that they are busy during this period of time and will hold a welcome meeting for you when they are free. After a long time, no one will mention this matter again. I thought that these old policemen had the same routines, so I said angrily, "Don't bother, Director Wang."

Director Wang said, "Hey, that's not OK. How can you get familiar with the working environment if you don't come?"

I was upset, what does the welcome have to do with work? Director Wang didn't say much, and I didn't ask too much.

The next day, I officially took up the post.

When I saw Director Wang, I stood up and said hello. Director Wang squinted his eyes and smiled at me: "Xiao Zhou, you need to raise any difficulties in work and life in time. Everyone will be comrades in the future."

I hurriedly said, "Yes, Director Wang."

"Okay, you can do it quickly, I'll go up first. If you have something to do, come to me to find me."

I responded, and I muttered in my heart: Sure enough, the welcome I said yesterday will be ruined.

It was summer at that time. I had just arrived at the company for a few days and was bitten by mosquitoes all over my body when I was naked. But this is the best season for Shijiao. I believe no one will think that the pain of the sand and gravel wrapped in the skin will be better than a mosquito bite.

Welcome to waste the bad environment, which made me feel extremely bad.

2

Just when I felt that work was not challenging and life was hopeless, one afternoon a month later, the bureau suddenly held an emergency meeting.

According to the information of the Kezi Forest Public Security, a group of poachers who came from Xinjiang recently planned to secretly hunt wild yellow sheep at night, divide the yellow sheep into skins and cut the flesh, and then drag it to other places for sale. That night, we asked us to cooperate with the Forest Public Security to patrol and drive , a 30-kilometer away, to patrol and drive away, and arrest them if the opportunity is appropriate. Except for the on-duty staff on that day, all the staff in the bureau have to go.

I was a little excited. This was my first time to serve on the police, and it was my first time dealing with wild animals. This made my previous depression clear. Director Wang said to me at the end of the meeting: "Xiao Zhou, follow Xie Peng when you are in action."

Xie Peng is the most experienced police officer in our bureau. A few years ago, Xie Peng's army transferred to Shiya Public Security Bureau, 6,200 kilometers away from his hometown. With his agility and unique heroism in the army, he was the most popular in the bureau and made a lot of contributions to the bureau.

I hurriedly said, "Thank you, Brother Peng."

Brother Peng, who has not brought newcomers for a long time, is very happy. He patted my shoulder and Mandarin with a Xinjiang accent, and said, "Oh! Be a teacher for college students, the first time."

"Everyone, let's have a meeting, Xie Peng protects Xiao Zhou." After Director Wang explained, everyone left in all directions.

night fell, and we drove two Erdan off-road vehicles and set off with the night.

Because it is a field mission, Erdan has a large throttle and sufficient horsepower, which is very suitable for the marching of the wild bushes. Even so, the car left the town and walked around for more than an hour before entering the Qiangtang Wildlife Reserve. After meeting with the local forest police, the group walked towards the deeper yellow sheep activity area.

Walking on the road, Brother Peng, who was sitting next to me, pinching my legs like kneading a sandbag, said to me, "Ha, do you feel dizzy?"

"A little." My throat was a little hoarse. The car left for more than an hour, and most of my enthusiasm before getting on the car had been worn out by the rugged roads.

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Discomfort has become the only word I can think of. I feel that the blood surging in my body has turned into stomach acid at this moment, which is constantly corroding my body.

"Ah!" Brother Peng made a strange cry when he heard me, and then he started to speak Xinjiang Mandarin and shouted to me, "The more you dizzy you are, the tighter you pinch it." Brother Peng said, "You're more powerful and tighter."

Brother Peng was a soldier and worked on the front line for many years. My legs were pinched to the point of being unbearable.

"Ah!" I screamed in pain, subconsciously trying to pull Brother Peng's hand open.

"Hehe, it hurts." Brother Peng was a little proud, "It's better than vomiting."

I was about to protest when I heard an urgent voice coming from the intercom. It was the vehicle leading the way: "Front! Front! Two motorcycles."

Before I could react, the car started to accelerate. The leading vehicle in front ran to the side, while our car rushed straight towards a erratic red dot in front. Brother Peng let go of his hand and shouted that I would hold on. I pulled the door handle as hard as I used to be in the car. With a bang, the car kowtowed hard in the pit. My whole body was carried out from the seat by inertia, and my body and face fell to the backrest of the passenger driver, and then I was pushed back to the seat.

I felt a trace of sweetness and fishyness seeping out of my mouth. The vomiting made the root of my tongue retract and the car kept bumping. The stimulation of blood made the vomiting in my throat stronger.

Peng Ge shouted, "Hold the backrest!" I knew that if I did this again, I would definitely not be able to stand it, so I hugged the backrest of the passenger driver.

chase continued. Brother Peng rolled the car window, picked up the horn under the seat with one hand, grabbed the fixed handle on the roof with the other hand, and half poked out the window and shouted at the red light that was getting closer and closer in front: "We are the police, stop the car now!"

This sentence is more like a preparation for a game, a chase of starting gun .

I clearly heard that the motorcycle in front of me became louder after hearing this sentence. I seemed to smell the gasoline burning under the rapid operation of motorcycle engine . This smell is full of life and death.

Under the car headlights, the motorcycle ran forward desperately like a escaping rabbit. The sand and stones brought by the rear wheels swept against our windshield, making it impossible for us to see the specific location of the motorcycle at all. The colleague who drove the car didn't care and kept stepping on the accelerator behind the motorcycle. The two cars were fighting a life-and-death battle in the dark reserve like cheetahs and yellow sheep.

For five or six minutes in the dark and unmanned reserve, the motorcycle continued to turn and accelerate with its high flexibility, always at a distance from us. What's even more terrible is that the car keeps rising and falling and bumping. I have gone from being dizzy and nauseous at the beginning to being painful that I can't even open my eyes. Every bump is like a pair of invisible big hands, slapped hard on me.

suddenly I saw a few yellow animals running towards the back of the car at a very fast speed from the gap in my eyes. "Yellow sheep!" I shouted out as if I had exhausted all my breath. This was the first time I saw a wild yellow sheep, and my blood instantly boiled.

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Although it was only a short moment, Brother Peng, who lived and grew up with this land, would not miss this opportunity: "Change and block the motorcycle!" Brother Peng did not hesitate at all.

The tire that instantly dropped speed made the brake pads whine, and the sand and stones brought by the tires flew in the air, hitting the car chassis , making a jingling sound.

Almost at the same time, the motorcycle also braked and turned the front of the car. The poachers obviously didn't expect us to turn around early. The tires rubbed against the ground and the dust rolled up in the sky was like a large net that could not be penetrated, blocking the motorcycle's way. I leaned into the car, groping around on the side, trying to open the car door. Brother Peng had already jumped out of the car and ran towards the poacher.

poacher saw someone rushing towards him, without hesitation, stepped on the ground as a fulcrum, and stepped on the brakes with one foot, and turned the motorcycle around on the accelerator in place, turned around and ran away. The action was done in one go, without any dragging.

Just as I opened the car door, I was stunned as I looked at the motorcycle taillights that were gradually moving away.

Peng Ge did not order to continue driving as if nothing had happened. Instead, he put away the speaker, then picked up the intercom in the car and shouted, "Safe here, what about there?"

"Safe." A sound came from the intercom.

"Count the number of people and conquer the team!" Brother Peng gave the order.

smoke and dust disappeared. Except for the booming standby sound of the car engine and the two interlaced tire marks under the light, nothing seemed to have happened just now. There are no yellow sheep, no poachers, and no sins from civilization.

"Brother Peng..." I struggled to speak, and my heart felt disgusted. Before I could finish my words, I ran to the side and vomited.

"I vomited." Everyone was as happy as if I had won the lottery when I saw me vomiting.

For a long time, I covered my stomach that had been vomited clean and wiped my mouth. Then I asked Brother Peng about the words just now: "Why do you have to turn around early?"

Brother Peng smiled even happier: "Oh, they used to catch sheep by car, and they wouldn't catch it if they blocked it."

"I don't know anything, just call it blank paper. Okay, I'm back." Brother Peng waved his hand and everyone got on the car and returned.

Not only did I not help, I also got a nickname. The first time I went to the police, I ended in a mess.

"Boy, will you like it?"

The next day, Director Wang smiled at the meeting and couldn't stop smiling: "I didn't ask for leave today, it's quite decent!"

After hearing this, I understood what Director Wang said in the words that day. Every newcomer will be arranged to go to the reserve for the first time when he joins the job, but no one has come in in the past few years, so everyone will no longer do such things.

The continuous bumps and constant vomiting last night made me suffer from headaches. I originally thought that the welcome intentional warning was an unusual experience. But what I didn't expect was that such discomfort and embarrassment were just the beginning.

After a wolf hunting mission half a year later, I truly realized that physical discomfort is nothing in the face of life and death fear.

3

The winter in the northwest often reminds me of the weather at both sides of the poles. The endless wind is like a giant shroud covering the heads of all living creatures; even if it is not windy, the extremely cold temperature below zero seems to freeze the air, making people breathing difficult.

There shouldn't be any living creatures in the wild without any obstruction in such a bad weather, but we received news of the wolves appearing.

According to the alarm information, wolf dung and wolf claw marks were found in the water tower in the mining area. I hope we can go over to investigate and solve the problem and protect the safety of the people.

Brother Peng and I took the equipment and went to water tower after receiving the order.

Water tower is a midline building on the welfare area and the mining area road. The west side of the water tower is the mining area and the east side is the residential area.On weekdays, the work here is free, and the work content is just routinely checking the data and fault repairs of the water tower water diversion equipment. In addition to a male worker who regularly undergoes maintenance, there are only two female workers working here. Compared with other units, the employees here are not as many as those in other units who are looking after the door.

Two female workers are bored and grow some vegetables in the greenhouse. They also set up a doghouse to raise a dog to spend their boring time.

Most of the dogs raised in the mining area have grown up eating hundreds of food, and live by a bite of steamed buns thrown by people passing by the unit and the leftovers leftovers left in the cafeteria every day. Although he is not as good as his pet dog at home, food and clothing are not a problem. The water tower is in an awkward position where neither side is next to each other, and there is neither a passing employee nor a cafeteria, so the dog is often hungry.

cannot starve to death, and it becomes the minimum standard for raising dogs in Shuita.

However, recently two female workers in the water tower found that the dogs that had not been fed much this time not only did not eat the leftovers they fed, but their fur color also improved a lot. Although the two female workers found it strange, they didn't need to be fed. The dogs were getting better and better, which made them much more happy. It was not until a routine maintenance worker came up to check, and the female worker chatted and told the story about the dog. When the repairer went over and found out that the dog was fed, it seemed that the dog he fed seemed to be attracting a wolf.

We arrived at the scene and met the female worker on duty that day. The female worker's voice was trembling when she spoke. It was obvious that she already knew that there was a wolf wandering around the water tower. She pointed her fingers in the direction of the doghouse, as if the doghouse was tied up, but a wolf, and she didn't want to get close to her.

Doghouse is on the edge of the vegetable shed and is simply built with bricks and broken soil. It was wind season , and Alkin Pass was like a huge blower , blowing the continuous cold wind downstream continuously, trying to freeze everything. The wind leaking from the gaps around it continued to invade the inside and outside of the doghouse. There was only a dirty cotton coat in the doghouse, which was the only winter support this dog except for fur. I think the dog is a little pitiful and I want to come and get some leftovers from the cafeteria next time to feed it. Brother Peng ignored my sympathy and squatted on the ground and carefully slid the floating soil on his footprints and the feces around the doghouse.

"Blank paper! Take a photo and sample." Brother Peng marked a few footprints and feces around, and I quickly picked up the tools to take a photo and sample the marked area.

After a while, Brother Peng stood up after reading it and said to me, "The wolf is the boss. Look at how many wolf claws are printed on the ground, and it still shits, leaving such a heavy smell."

has been working with Brother Peng for almost three years, and I have long been used to Brother Peng's unconcealed way of speaking. However, the footprints on the ground made me a little confused. Although I had dealt with many wild animals before, the trace division of animals was a detail that I had never noticed, especially the first time I had observed the survival traces of carnivores at close range.

"How do you know this is a wolf claw print?" I was a little curious.

"Have you seen a dog with such a big footprint, and there are such long nails marks in front of it?" Brother Peng pointed to a footprint similar to the cup lid next to the doghouse and said to me.

The footprint that Brother Peng pointed to was indeed a circle larger than the surrounding footprints, and there was a mark of nails left in front of each toe. If you don’t look carefully, it is indeed easy to ignore.

"What about the feces?"

"Wolf feces turn white, dog feces turn black. Look at the feces that are about to be air-dried, are there a few that are as white as your face?"

I gave Brother Peng a blank look. In the past three years, he always carries some private words that make it difficult for me to digest.

There are few people passing by around the doghouse and no one cleanses it. The space is filled with feces and debris, making it difficult to get out of your feet. The dog's urine stains formed layer by layer on the ground, like frost. You can smell the slight smell of smoke when the wind blows. I can't imagine the scene here in summer, and I thought to get the certificate and stay away from this messy place on the ground.

Peng Ge didn't want to leave so early. He pushed me, stuffed me a stick, pointed to a ball of white feces in front and said to me, "Go, look, it's your rare experience."

Although I was a little reluctant, I took the stick and moved left and right like a crab. I squatted down and observed: the feces were grayish white overall, and under the action of temperature and wind, the feces were dry and cracked, and some furs could be seen inside, like some animal hair. I poked it with a wooden stick, and the feces shattered on the ground like powder. I used a stick to pound the dog feces next to me, which were mixed with various bone slags that the dog's stomach and intestines could not digest and other unrecognizable debris.

I was a little disgusted, but I was still surprised by the wolf's digestive ability. The wolf's stomach and intestines turn the food they eat into nutrients, leaving only hair that cannot even be digested by bacteria, which is so stingy that it makes people scared.

Brother Peng lit a cigarette behind me and said, "Let's just do it today. Go back and report to the bureau, set up an ambush to hit this wolf."

"Will this wolf come again?" I turned my head and looked at Brother Peng with a look of disbelief.

Peng Ge took a strong sip of cigarette, and the cigarette gushed out of Brother Peng's nose, like an angry cow in the animation. Brother Peng pointed at the dog tied to the distance with his two fingers holding cigarettes and said, "Look at that dog, it seems like he hasn't had dinner for a few days?"

Then I carefully observed the dog that was temporarily tied to the side of the pillar in front: his body was well-proportioned, and his gray-black hair was not taken care of for a long time, like a thin mop with strands of stuffed bunches. The color of the coat refracts the light of sebum in the cold sunlight.

"I asked, the people on the water tower have not fed it for two days."

I squatted on the ground thinking about looking at the wolf dung. Suddenly, I suddenly turned around and looked at Brother Peng as if I knew something.

"That's right, the wolf will come over to deliver food to this dog at night." Brother Peng said my inner thoughts lightly. I stood there stupidly and stuttered and didn't want to believe it: "No...it's impossible."

"If you don't believe it, just use a stick to flip through the dog's kennel. There must be animal bones that dogs can't eat."

I didn't go to the dog's kennel to verify Brother Peng's judgment. I know Brother Peng is right. Even without bones, I can't explain why dogs that are not fed can still be so lively. Who would it be if they weren't wolves? The decision in the bureau soon came down: in order to ensure the safety of the masses, Peng Ge led a group of people to guard the water tower from tomorrow night, set up an ambush to catch the lonely wolf who was wandering near the water tower at night.

Although there is only one wolf, Brother Peng still decided to let everyone not have a direct contact with the wolf to the greatest extent.

There are two colleagues who are also members of the group, but they may not have the opportunity to deal with wolves in their lifetime. They want to complete this wolf hunting mission in a human hero way, so that this mission can become a rare show-off capital in their lives.

"Go home and ask your wife to see if she wants you to be a hero." Brother Peng took his eyes off his colleague's excited face and lit a cigarette alone, which determined that the proposal was decided.

Finally, Brother Peng borrowed three or four animal traps from the herdsman's home, bought a few kilograms of leftover sheep bones from the stall selling lamb, and shoveled half a sack of sand and soil emitting the smell of urine from the doghouse, which was completed.

"Brother Peng, this sheep is broken bones...feeded to the dog?" I was a little curious.

Brother Peng glanced at me and said, "Are you still thinking about it? The wolf gave me more sincerity than you?"

Brother Peng paused: "It's human-tasting. White paper, you go to the warehouse to get a big pot, pour water in it, cook the bones and animal traps together, remember to wear gloves." After that, Brother Peng took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and took one and held it in his mouth, ready to turn around and leave.

Not taking a few steps, Brother Peng seemed to remember something and turned around and shouted at me, "After cooking, dry the clip, bury it in the soil, and use it tomorrow."After saying that, he turned around and entered the building, and disappeared.

The animal trap borrowed by Brother Peng from the herdsman's house was large and heavy. The two biting iron teeth and two U-shaped bases formed a semicircular skeleton. They had to be adjusted continuously when they were cooked in the pot. When they were all cooked, the sun had been driven from the top of his head to the top of the mountain.

The task of catching wolves has officially entered the arrangement stage. As soon as it was working hours, Brother Peng put the heavy and large metal mouths into the rear compartment and drove straight towards the water tower.

"Brother Peng, why did that wolf come all the time? "After a night, I still couldn't figure out the problem yesterday.

" That dog is a bitch. "Brother Peng's tone was plain, as if he was disdainful to answer questions like me.

I stopped saying anything in disappointment. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that the expression on Brother Peng's face today was particularly serious. I had to think about it myself: Bitch? What does it have to do with catching wolves?

Starting from Brother Peng's choice to use the trap, everyone's attention to this task has been reduced a lot. There is no need to confront wolves head-on, which makes everyone relieved. On the contrary, Brother Peng's expression became more and more serious.

3 traps were placed in this operation, two of which were on the edge of the doghouse and the other on the outside of the doghouse to prevent the wolf from escaping.

0 1. A stick as thick as an arm, with both hands, opened the iron teeth together to the ground, and the springs linked together creaked, making a satisfying sound as if they had just digested their prey. Brother Peng then inserted the pins to stabilize the trap clamp in a state of openness.

The trap clamp placed on the ground was like a giant crocodile with a bloody mouth, quietly lurking underground, waiting for the prey to fall into his mouth.

Peng was very careful throughout the whole process, trying not to let his body touch the trap clamp. He didn't want the wolf to smell the smell that did not belong to this place. Brother Peng carefully retreated and waved to me: "Blank paper, cover the clip with a layer of floating soil, don't press it to trigger. "He said, and he reached into his pocket and was about to take his cigarette box. I responded but saw him pinching his hands hard in his pocket, and then took out his hands empty-handed from his pocket as if nothing had happened. I looked at Brother Peng, and felt a little funny. Brother Peng had such a carefree personality, so he would have some concerns.

"Okay, go back and rest. Tonight, white paper will be vigilant with me; tomorrow's drill and veteran. "Brother Peng saw that the on-site arrangement was completed and quickly assigned the task.

5

That night, Brother Peng and I squatted in a room closest to the doghouse with guns, quietly listening to the movement outside. The water tower in the middle of the night was like an abandoned building for many years. The dust accumulated over the years stuck to the glass and the dilapidated exterior wall, like a product grown on the Gobi Desert, integrated black and gray, lifeless.

Brother Peng moved his stiff body, and his voice was low and asked me: "Are you afraid? "

" Ah? "The temperature has fallen below zero, and my tongue is a little knotted.

"I ask if you are afraid? "There is no light inside the house, but I can vaguely feel Brother Peng's smile when he said this.

I spit out a breath of air conditioning and said tremblingly: "I'm afraid." "

Hearing my answer, Brother Peng laughed, as if he had known that I would do this. Brother Peng hugged my shoulder with one hand and pressed him, "It's okay, it's a moment, I'm really afraid of taking out the gun. "

I did as Brother Peng said. The cold feeling of the May Fourth pistol extends from the palm of his hand to his body, which makes me shivering involuntarily. I straightened my body and felt much better.

One night of squatting made me cold and sleepy. It was not until the sky in the east turned slightly white, that Brother Peng ended the squatting.

had no results on the first night.

"Go back to sleep. "Brother Peng, who had been staying up all night, could not see any disappointment on his face, "I asked the drill and the veteran to guard it today. "

But the wolf did not appear for two days. Except for Brother Peng, everyone in the team felt that the wolf might have noticed the danger and stopped coming again, but Brother Peng looked confident.

It was still me and Brother Peng on the third night. Just when I thought it was a waste of time tonight, at around 2 a.m., a slight rustling sound came in from outside, the sound of animals walking on the sand. The sound is very light, and it is easy to miss it if you don't listen carefully.

I immediately held my breath and my body became tense. Brother Peng also heard it. He straightened his body, quietly placed one hand on the door handle, and the other hand held the gun behind him without moving.

We didn't dare to breathe, and even breathed much lighter.

Suddenly, a "pop" sound came from the quiet air outside. The two metal steel teeth were like two rows of teeth that had been waiting for prey in the crocodile's mouth for a long time. They bit the prey tightly with a click.

"Ao..." The wolf let out a shrill and loud wail, tearing open the silent curtain of the night.

Brother Peng took the lead and pulled open the door and rushed out towards the doghouse. I also ran along the wall towards Brother Peng.

"Where is the flashlight!" Brother Peng stopped and shouted not far ahead of the scream.

There is no wind and moon tonight. Although it is not as bright as the full moon, you can still vaguely see the outline of the wolf struggling on the ground. My hands were fumbled with almost frozen hands, and my eyes kept trying to see Brother Peng and Wolf shaking figures through the white breath that was exhaling from my mouth. "Bang", a flashlight shot out a white light and hit the flat ground of the doghouse in front of him. The side of the light and shadow showed half of the wolf's body. My legs trembled violently, and my strength seemed to be being drained bit by bit. The fear of people about wolves described in the book, at this time, has become a reality in front of me. My brain was blank. At that moment, I realized that the bondage of civilized society such as iron chains, glass, and cages was not the freedom of animals, but the fear of human beings. My soul was a little out of body.

"Blank paper, where are you taking photos? Take photos of the wolf!" Brother Peng held a gun in his hand and kept confirming the specific location of the wolf, his voice roaring.

My out-of-body soul was roared back by Brother Peng's strong shout.

I was panicked, and my arm holding the flashlight kept shaking randomly without hesitation. The wolf kept flashing and disappearing in the light column of the flashlight. Every time the wolf's first flashed, my soul that had just been called back by Brother Peng slipped out of my body. The wolf's left front leg was bitten by the trapped animal clip and was covered in blood. Pain, danger, vigilance, anger, all emotions appeared on its hideous face at this moment. The sharp wolf teeth on both sides seemed to be a dagger emitting a sharp cold light under the light, trying to pierce my body with one knife.

I suddenly want to get rid of this sense of fear that I have never had before. I want to run away, what people's policeman, what responsibilities and beliefs, fuck, I don't want to get closer to the monster in front of me again.

I gasped and slowly stepped back. Brother Peng noticed my strangeness and turned his head and cursed: "Zhou Shijie! You dare to run away. I will strip you and this beast today!" "Get back for me, don't tremble with your hands!" Brother Peng was a little angry.

Also angry was the wolf pressed hard on the ground by the trapped beast. The wolf gradually turned from the initial howling to a roar that fought to the death. It faced Brother Peng and me, struggled to stand up, and its hind legs were still twitching due to pain, but its intact right leg in front was trying to thrust forward, and its green eyes were full of murderous intent.

Wolf is about to start to fight his life.

"Blank paper, you fucking cheer up, it breaks the leg and we both will die!" Brother Peng was a little anxious, and his tone became hysterical.

I closed my eyes and used all my strength to suck my face hard a few times. A hot blood surged, which made my consciousness clear. I shivered and slowly stabilized the flashlight and shone it on the wolf.

Peng Ge didn't hesitate for a moment.

With a "bang", a shell came out of the May Fourth pistol and landed at Brother Peng's feet. The wolf fell to the ground and wailed continuously.

A coin-sized mouth was shot out from the side abdomen of the wolf's body near the left front leg, and the blood was emitting hot blood flowing continuously.

bullets made a huge cavity in the wolf's body, and large swells of blood dyed the ground bright red like a waterfall. The wolf struggled on the ground for nearly a minute, and finally collapsed on the ground and disappeared.

Brother Peng lowered his sore arms for a long time and turned to look at me.

Time seemed to be still, I looked at Brother Peng, Brother Peng looked at me. After a long time, Brother Peng slowly spoke: "Didn't you ask me why the wolf is coming again?"

I stood behind Brother Peng in sweat, gasping for breath. My whole body seemed to have just been showered by rain. When the wind blew in the middle of the night, a tingling cold penetrated into my body. I looked at Brother Peng in confusion.

"The dog and the wolf do not have reproductive isolation , and the dog is pregnant."

night returned to its original silence.

"It's over, it's okay." Brother Peng said to me softly.

In my memory, Brother Peng has never said this. I suddenly wanted to cry, not because of Brother Peng, but because I didn’t run away at the critical moment, and there were some unspeakable others.

6

The next morning, the bureau cleaned up the scene. The bullets made a huge blood hole when the wolf fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood solidified on the ground, sticking the wolf tightly on it like glue. The leg bone biting the beast was bitten by the huge biting force of the clip. The trap was like a huge plate buckle in the legs, without bones. It was only a matter of time before the wolf tear the flesh on the legs and broke the legs to survive.

On the side of the wolf, there was a hare that had already been stiff. I heard from my colleague that the hare had nothing in its belly.

Later I heard that the dog that had been given food by the wolf had also died within two months after the wolf died. As well as the life in the belly, it was finally taken to the distant Gobi Desert by the people from the Water Tower and buried it. However, the dead objects were like sand, and no one remembered it.

Afterward, Brother Peng gave me two wolf teeth, saying that it was to ward off evil spirits, and he didn't want to take so many cases related to animals. I asked Brother Peng if I wouldn't be the police if I ran away that day. Brother Peng took out a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking. When he was about to finish smoking, Brother Peng threw the cigarette on the ground and slapped my head, patted me on the head, and cursed in Xinjiang-style Mandarin: "Hurry up, a bunch of lives are waiting for you."

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After he said that, he turned around and entered the building. I sniffed hard, and a faint smell of tobacco passed through my nose and disappeared.

(excerpted from the WeChat public account National Story Plan, Tan Jieyi/Wen)