Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 319 - : Bears and Bears are Different

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Chapter 319 -319: Bears and Bears are Different

Speculations were quickly confirmed.

That very night, Pastoral Village alerted the surrounding units because a Brown Bear had wandered into the village.

“It first walked straight into the snack shop. Kunda was lying on the bed, minding the shop and playing on his phone when he heard a noise and looked up, almost fainting.”

Fortunately, the bear was more interested in the dried meat piled next to the counter and sat down to eat it.

Kunda, terrified, jumped out from behind the counter, quickly closed the door behind him, and then called the village Security Defense Team for help.

“But the bear was cunning, it smashed the wooden door with a slap of its paw and ran to Namu’s livestock shed.”

By the time the village had called the various units to alert them, the Brown Bear was hiding in the livestock shed.

Colleagues from the rescue center rushed over to help, intending to drive the bear back to the wilderness.

The rescue center’s vehicle hadn’t even stopped when they heard a commotion in the village.

“Run, be careful, move aside!”

Before the car doors had even opened, they saw a bear swiftly running past the side of the car.

“Don’t chase it, everyone be careful.”

“Quickly, someone needs help, where’s the doctor, come and check.”

Upon hearing that someone was injured, the expressions of the rescue center’s staff changed, and they hurried out of the car to check the situation.

“What happened, who’s hurt?”

A herdsman they grabbed and asked snorted disdainly.

“The guy deserved it. Everyone in the village had been warned to be careful, yet he was still approaching with his phone, saying he could make big money by uploading the video online. Hah, now he hasn’t seen the money, but he’s probably going to have to spend a lot instead.”

“Whose kid, how about the bear?”

“What kid, it’s… look, a man in his forties, even our pasture kids are more sensible than him.”

Upon further inquiry, the rescuers also thought he deserved it.

It was none other than the so-called “reporter” contacted by the deaf teenager’s absurd parents.

That couple had contacted media reporters while at the hospital, ran back to Pastoral Village waiting for reporters to come for interviews, and even planned to take the reporters with them to ask Chen Ying for money.

The village and the Forest Police stopped the mainstream media, but still, a few so-called reporters from self-media came for interviews.

They also planned to have Chen Ying take them to film Snow Leopards and Lynxes in the wild, hoping for a reenactment of a rescue scene.

“They arrived this afternoon, had minor altitude sickness, interviewed the couple, and then stayed in the village to rest for a while. Who knew they’d encounter this tonight. One of the male reporters was injured when the bear slapped him, probably breaking his arm.”

Fortunately, someone nearby pulled him away, otherwise the Brown Bear’s slap was originally aimed at his head, and had it connected, he would have been sent directly to the funeral home.

The Brown Bear had hidden in a storage house the village built collectively for storing summer transition materials.

“This big fellow, no telling how it might damage those things.”

An older herdsman, distressed, grabbed the village chief’s hand and asked if they could kill the bear.

“Forget about it, that’s not possible.”

“Isn’t it said that a ferocious beast that injures people can be…”

“It didn’t intentionally come to harm you, did it? If you hadn’t got close to block its escape, would it have bothered you?”

“Chief, it’s bad news, another Brown Bear has come, and it’s even bigger than the last one.”

The village through the loudspeakers instructed everyone to return to their homes and lock their doors, while the Security Defense Team and the village police donned riot gear to try to drive the big bear away.

Just then, Chen Ying and Duanmu arrived by car.

They parked the car outside the village, did not get out, and after observing through binoculars for a few minutes, their expressions were grave.

Not all bears are the same.

Chen Ying had also interacted with Big Bear at Zhuonai Lake, and although those bears looked fierce, they didn’t seem vicious, but this bear was different at first sight.

“Duanmu, I suspect this bear is the one that killed that college student in the mountains.”

“Really, this bear is targeting humans?”

“Maybe not, but let’s just say this bear is more vicious. When the time comes to take it down, do it without hesitation.”

The best way to deal with an animal that has injured someone is to sedate it and then relocate it far from human settlements.

In domestic terms, unless a wild animal is currently harming a human, endangering human life, it should not be directly killed.

While they had their suspicions, they weren’t about to trade human lives for the bear’s.

After contacting the village rescuers, they planned to split into two groups.

The village rescuers with the Security Defense Team members went to the storage house to isolate the area first, to prevent the Brown Bear from charging out and endangering the safety of the villagers.

The second group, composed of Defense Team members and village police officers, was responsible for blocking the village roads to prevent the big Brown Bear from entering the village.

Chen Ying and Duanmu, armed with specially requested tranquilizer guns, quietly approached the Brown Bear, looking for an opportunity to sedate it.

Once down, they planned to call nearby stationed soldiers to help, using a truck to transport it to a remote uninhabited area for release.

Just as the plan was smoothly underway, several daring self-media individuals came out hoping for views, recklessly wanting to record the Brown Bear’s intrusion into the village.

While filming, they were also shining lights on the Brown Bear.

“Dammit, a bunch of idiots.”

Duanmu cursed, and when the Big Brown Bear, agitated by the lights, reared up ready to charge, he decisively fired.

To avoid jeopardizing the animal’s life, the dosage in a tranquilizer gun is generally not very large.

If needed, another shot could be administered.

But that applies only in normal times, and this was not a normal time.

The brown bear, already provoked by the lights, charged at the media personnel holding up their smartphones and flashlights after being shot.

People always think it’s none of their business when they’re just onlookers.

But now, faced with the threat posed by the brown bear, it was impossible for them not to be afraid.

Those who reacted quickly turned and ran, while those who reacted slowly still tried to capture a unique shot.

The person with the smartphone, blocking others’ way to escape, was pushed down in the panic and was desperately trying to get up when the brown bear was only three to four meters away from him.

Literally peed his pants from fear.

Two members of the Security Defense Team tried to intercept the bear with riot forks but failed.

The village police had no choice but to act, lying on top of the man with a riot shield to shield him from the bear.

But a male Big Brown Bear weighing over 800 pounds and measuring over two meters in length was not something a mere riot shield could stop.

As bystanders screamed in agony, Chen Ying sprinted forward and kicked the brown bear on the back of its neck, diverting its course and making it land right against the riot shield.

Falling down, Chen Ying decisively lay on the ground and shot again, and this time, the brown bear did not get up, although it still managed to slam a heavy paw against the shield.

Duanmu grabbed the riot fork and when the opportunity arose, pinned down one of the bear’s paws.

The other team members quickly helped to restrain the other paw.

Others rushed over, lifted the shield, and dragged the policeman and the media person away from the bear.

“Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, how are you, make a sound,” a villager cried out in despair, thinking Xiao Wu, the policeman, was badly hurt.

Chen Ying, enduring the pain, staggered over next to Village Policeman Xiao Wu.

“He’s fainted, probably hit by the bear’s paw. Did anyone call an ambulance?”

The young villagers nearby hurriedly dialed 120.

“It’s on its way, what do we do now?”

“Does the village clinic have a stretcher? First, let’s get him over to the clinic.”

“And what about me? You can’t leave me here, or I’ll expose you…” said the media person who had peed his pants, grabbing the villager carrying the stretcher.

Before finishing his sentence, an irate villager slapped him.

“Get lost! If anything happens to Xiao Wu, I’ll throw you out into the wilderness to feed the wolves!”

“You, you savages…”

“Think twice before you speak, I’ve got it all recorded, if you don’t post it, I will.”

Duanmu said while filming with his phone.

The media person hesitated, then dropped the act of being injured and rushed to snatch Duanmu’s phone.

However, poor visibility at night got the better of him, and he didn’t see what he stepped on. He lunged forward, missed his target, and face-planted onto the ground, wailing in pain seconds later with a bloody face and a broken tooth.

The ambulance took away the injured Village Policeman Xiao Wu and the media person.

Someone from the village drove after them to handle the aftermath.

The villagers’ opinion of the thrill-seeking media personnel, who’d risk their lives for views, plummeted.

Then there were two others, either oblivious to social cues or trying to provoke Chen Ying, who came forward to interview him and even asked why he didn’t bring Snow Leopard and Lynx for assistance.

Chen Ying looked at them and kindly asked if they had been discharged from some hospital and if the doctors were aware, asking if he should call a hospital to pick them up.

The villagers nearby burst into laughter at Chen Ying’s words.

Ignoring them, Chen Ying headed towards the storage area, tranquilizer gun in hand.

“The brown bear has entered here and hasn’t left, and there’s been no sound from inside.”

Chen Ying pondered, picked up a riot fork and tranquilizer gun, and slowly approached the storage.

As he neared the door, he heard whimpering sounds inside. Could it be a bear crying?

Not entering through the main door, Chen Ying circled to a side window and carefully peeked inside.

The bulb outside the storage was too dim to illuminate much inside.

After a thorough search, Chen Ying finally found a brown bear hiding in a corner where summer tents were stored.

Judging by its size, this bear was much smaller and likely a young adult female who had just started living independently.

Listening for a while, Chen Ying only heard the bear continuously calling for its mother and crying out of hunger.

It was embarrassing for a top predator of the wilderness!

Chen Ying quietly went to find the village chief.

“This bear is just an adult and isn’t adept at finding food. It’s come to the village because it’s too hungry. Help me find some rabbit meat; I’ll put the medicine in it, let it eat, fall asleep, and then we can send it away.”

Chen Ying didn’t bother with the other two media persons who were quietly filming.

Everyone has to make a living, and he didn’t mind their actions, but with one condition: they mustn’t endanger anyone’s safety.

Soon, two servings of rabbit meat were brought to Chen Ying.

He took an oral sedative from the first aid kit, stuffed it into the meat strips, and then carried a bowl seasoned with the mixture to the storage door, setting the bowl down and pushing it further inside with the fork.

A few minutes later, the famished brown bear smelled the meat, encircled the bowl to ensure it was safe to eat, and then began devouring it voraciously.

Chen Ying recorded the entire eating process from the window on his phone.

The drug acted quickly; the brown bear forced the last morsels into its mouth, tilted its head, cuddled the bowl, and fell asleep on the ground.

The tranquilizer was safe for the animal, metabolizable through excretion without causing any harm.

Chen Ying entered the storage, gave the bear a couple of pats; it didn’t wake, even turned over, sticking its paw into its mouth and sleeping even more soundly.

(Tibetan Brown Bear: Hungry, hungry)