Chapter 23 Section 21

The smell of dogs came from behind this heavy iron door. The little wild dog stood in front of the iron gate of a row of bungalows, with its small head pressing against the gate, its front paws crawling on the gate and pushing hard, but the iron gate remained motionless.It took another two steps back, slammed on the door, and was bounced back by its own momentum. The little wild dog was lying on the concrete floor, his head a little foggy.It doesn't understand how the door is so strong.Before that, it bypassed three buildings in hiding, avoiding four sentry posts and two patrolling soldiers.When it came out of the gate, it was not sure, for fear that its speed would not be fast enough to be discovered by the sentries.But the success of the small test has greatly stimulated the self-confidence of the little wild dog. It started to search for the same kind with great ambition, but was blocked by this broken door.The arduous jungle life in his childhood honed his character to be as tough as cowhide, as calm as ice water, and as fierce as a wild wolf. In his character, there is never the word "give up".

It maintained a high level of vigilance, with its ears pricked up, lay down on the cold concrete floor and rested for a while, then raised its head to observe the surrounding situation. There are some wooden boxes piled up on the left side of the gate. The little wild dog looked up along the boxes, and a small hole with a net cover appeared in its field of vision.The little wild dog felt ecstasy in his heart, shook the fur on his body vigorously, and jumped onto a box. When it jumped onto the third box, the small hole had completely appeared in front of it.The little wild dog quietly sniffed the mouth of the cave. According to its jungle hunting experience, there would be some beasts living in every cave.But there is no other smell in this hole, instead, the smell of the same kind wafts out from it more and more intensely.

Actually it's just a vent. There was a broken part of the net cover covering the hole, the little wild dog didn't care about it, he bit it open, and it tore and dragged the net cover to open a big hole, bent down slightly, jumped, and got in. dark and cold. The dark is an environment for the little wild dog to adapt to very well, but the taste of cold is the first time it has tasted in its life. What a feeling!The air was so cold that it seemed to be frozen, and the little wild dog felt as if a knife was piercing his skin all over his body, and the hot air he exhaled turned into bursts of white air.The little wild dog didn't dare stick out its tongue anymore, it twitched its nose slightly, and every time it took a breath, it felt numb in its chest.

The little wild dog cheered up, curled up its hind legs slightly at the opening of the room, and jumped onto a row of metal cabinets. Its soles touched the surface of the metal cabinets, and it shivered from the cold.Its pupils were wide open, and its two round eyes were shining with a yellowish light, carefully observing the surroundings. There was no sound. It was a very large house filled with cold, tall metal cabinets. Relying on his sense of smell, the little wild dog tiptoed and walked slowly on the cabinet. When it came to the end of the cupboard, it craned its neck and looked down.

A stretcher was parked below, and a large mass of objects was wrapped in a white cloth on the stretcher, and the same smell came from above. The little wild dog measured the distance from the top of the cabinet to the stretcher with his eyes, opened his small mouth and took a sharp breath of cold air, then spread his limbs and jumped onto the stretcher. With a muffled "bang", it landed firmly on one end of the stretcher.The little wild dog shook its fur, and a strand of silver hair on its forehead glowed brightly in the dark. It paused for three seconds, feeling that its body was not injured, then lowered its head, impatiently picked up a corner of the white cloth, and stretched its neck hard. flick.

"Clatter!", more than half of the white cloth drooped under the stretcher. The little wild dog's eyes burst into flames like two yellow sparks. It stuck out its little red tongue, and it took two steps back, its front legs trembling slightly. Under the white cloth lay an adult German Shepherd covered in blood. It was staring with eyes wide open.