From a distance, Zhao Jun watched as the four dogs surrounded the bear, constantly harassing and sneak-attacking it. He held his rifle in his left hand, and with his right, he reached into his pocket and pulled out three bullets.
Of these three bullets, one was wedged between his right middle and ring fingers, and another between his ring and pinky fingers.
He clutched the third in the palm of his right hand.
Then, Zhao Jun advanced with his rifle, crouching low with the muzzle pointed down and forward.
The gun in Zhao Jun's hands was no longer his old Type 56 semi-automatic, but the 16-gauge single-shot hunting rifle Zhou Chengguo had given him.
Compared to the Type 56, this rifle had a shorter range and poorer accuracy, and it couldn't fire in succession. But there was one thing Zhao Jun loved about it: after being modified with a semi-automatic rifle barrel, it had become even more powerful.
