"Th... thank you." Jack stood up, still shaken. A wild boar weighing over 70 kilograms, charging at full speed, was like a speeding car hitting your body. If it struck, it could rupture internal organs and cause instant death!
He couldn't help but look at Logan.
This guy could toss something weighing over 70 kilograms away?
It was utterly unbelievable that this man in his fifties or sixties possessed such immense strength.
"Deal with this boar first."
Logan ignored Jack's surprised gaze, simply pointing at the wild boar and reminding him.
These wild boars had exceptionally tough hides; that kick wouldn't kill it so easily.
It crawled out of the darkness, its bloodshot eyes filled with rage, and charged furiously again.
This time, Jack was prepared. Fear was no longer reflected in his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his hunting rifle, aimed, and fired.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out in the night, a penetrating sound that startled the birds in the forest, which flapped their wings and quickly fled.
The boar's hide was indeed very tough; after several shots from Jack, the boar finally fell, dragging its body on the ground, leaving a stream of blood that stretched toward Logan.
"Looks like we'll have wild boar for dinner tonight," Jack laughed, stepping forward and kicking the lifeless boar. Several bullet holes were in its black coat, from which blood gushed.
"Something's not right."
Logan did not focus on the wild boar but cautiously examined the vast forest ahead. He sensed something approaching.
"What's wrong?" Jack looked at Logan curiously, then at the silent forest, seeing nothing unusual.
Swish!
At that moment, seven wild boars hidden in the forest slowly emerged. Their black fur allowed them to blend into the darkness; the fur on their backs was shiny, stiff like steel needles, and their two large, upturned tusks looked exceptionally sharp.
They lowered their heads, scarlet eyes fixed on Logan and his companion, and approached non-stop.
"Damn it!" Jack exclaimed in alarm, frantically loading his rifle.
But his rifle did not have a magazine; he could only load one bullet at a time, and the magazine capacity was only four!
Between reloads, he turned to Logan and asked anxiously: "Did you bring a weapon?"
Seven wild boars... even if every shot was a headshot, they would only take down four at most; the tusks of the remaining three could easily pierce them!
Furthermore, Jack's aim was not good enough to take down the other three.
"No," Logan shook his head. He was already preparing to shower, so he had taken off all his weapons. His trip was only meant to change the water pipes, and since he didn't believe there was danger, he hadn't brought any.
Besides, if there was real danger, he had even more powerful weapons than pistols, but it was really inconvenient to show them now.
"Damn it!"
Jack finished loading his bullets, staring intently at the approaching wild boars, frowning. Suddenly, he said: "Let's go to the control room first, I'll call someone there!"
In this situation, if they ran, the wild boars would easily knock them down!
The two quickly turned around and ran toward the control room.
Seeing them about to escape, the seven wild boars howled, as if giving a command, and began to charge wildly at them.
The commotion behind them startled Jack, who quickly turned and fired.
Bang!
The wild boars were so fast that Jack's aim missed the mark.
"Damn it!" Jack adjusted his gun and pulled the trigger again.
Bang, bang, bang!
The remaining three bullets shot out.
A low grunt...
Two of the wild boars let out a muffled roar, and their pace slowed slightly.
Their tough hides provided maximum protection, and the rifle bullets couldn't immediately incapacitate them, allowing them to charge forward frantically again.
The loud noise of the shots completely enraged the other wild boars. Provoked, their eyes gradually became bloodshot, and they launched an even fiercer attack, their sharp tusks raised. An impact from any of them would be certain death!
"Shit!" Jack screamed in fear, too terrified to fight back. He turned and staggered toward the control room door.
Logan, who was already waiting inside, quickly reached out and pulled him forward, then slammed the door shut.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Almost simultaneously, the wild boars began to crash against the iron door outside the control room, causing a series of deafening crashes.
The entire control room shook violently, and the iron door was slightly dented.
The wild boars seemed to have gone mad; after a failed charge, they turned around and continued charging, determined to kill the two people inside.
"Damn it! Aren't those things supposed to be vegetarians? Why are they so interested in our meat tonight?"
Jack tightly gripped the control room door, his eyes filled with panic.
Logan looked at the hunting rifle in his hand. "Maybe they just hate you. I bet you were in the hunting season too. Your trophy might be the uncle of one of those outside!"
"Damn it!" Jack cursed. "I should have killed all these beasts then!"
He opened the rifle's breech to reload, but his face turned deathly pale as soon as he reached into his pocket. "Oh no, there are only four bullets left!"
He had anticipated a few wild boars in the area, so he brought a rifle for defense, but he hadn't expected so many tonight.
He didn't have enough bullets!
Bang!
At that moment, the dented iron door finally gave way, shattered by the wild boars.
A wild boar, with red eyes, bared its tusks and charged at Jack.
Jack fired frantically.
Bang!
At such close range, the bullet instantly shattered the boar's skull, destroying its brain and killing it instantly.
But as soon as this one fell, another charged through the door.
Jack fired again!
Bang, bang, bang!
Three shots later, two more wild boars fell in the doorway, and another, with a shot to the neck, did not die, but the sharp pain made it flee in a panic.
The remaining three, with bared tusks, charged forward almost frantically!
"Shit!" Jack roared in terror, grabbing the barrel of his gun and using the butt to hit the boar's head.
However, this only fueled the boar's frenzy.
Just as the tusks of one of them were about to pierce his thigh, Logan grabbed his clothes and pulled him back, stepping in front of him and kicking out without hesitation.
Swish!
The wild boar flew backward and crashed to the ground.
At the same time, Logan reached out and grabbed the other two wild boars by the necks.
The powerful wild boars stopped abruptly.
Jack was stunned.
That strength... was incredible!
The impact force of a wild boar was at least two hundred and fifty kilograms!
Just as Jack was about to marvel at Logan's strength, he suddenly noticed that the wild boar he had knocked down earlier had gotten up and was charging at Logan once more.
"Watch out, there's another one!" Jack pointed at the boar, his face filled with terror.
Thud!
The next second, however, a metal claw shot out from between Logan's finger bones, instantly piercing the skulls of both wild boars.
Then, he quickly brandished the claw again, attacking the charging boar.
Thud!
The boar's enormous head hit the ground, splattering blood onto Jack's astonished face.