Liam Price ran through a few precautions for night hunting.
Had it been just him and little Broly out hunting, all of this would have been complete nonsense.
When you were capable of flying into the forest at age two and returning ten minutes later with a bear tucked under your arm to take the blame for wrecking the house…
Then no matter how cunning or ferocious a bear was, it was nothing more than an oversized Alaskan hamster in front of you.
Of course, Liam Price painted bear hunting as so perilous largely to crank up the tension for Nikolai’s group.
If the trip was too simple and safe, how could he charge this rich tycoon from New York an exorbitant guiding fee?
By the time he finished outlining the precautions, darkness had fully fallen.
After the group packed up their temporary camp, they officially embarked on the real hunt.
Having hunted extensively, Liam Price had summed up a golden rule: *Bears take dark troughs, pigs take forks, mountain goats love jumping rocks.* Mountain goats jumping rocks was self-explanatory.
A “fork” referred to the saddle between two mountains or a mountain ravine, places wild boars frequently traversed.
However, because it was summer, water levels in Alaskan ravines could surge without warning, sparking sudden flash floods if one wasn’t careful.
Experienced hunters rarely hunted wild boars during this season.
Leading a group of amateur “hunting enthusiasts,” Liam Price certainly wasn’t going to wander around ravines at night—if someone slipped and fell into the water, he would have to fish them out.
As for the “dark troughs” that bears preferred, topographical contour maps called them spur ridges—the shortest protruding path running from peak to base.
Because rain frequently washed down these ridges, tall trees rarely grew there, but berry bushes flourished in abundance.
Whether black bears or brown bears, wild bears loved crossing mountains along these spur ridges, filling their bellies on berries along the way.
Intimately familiar with these hunting grounds, Liam Price acted like a living map, leading the group to a spur ridge before long.
“Quiet down, everyone!
And have them turn off their headlamps for now,” Liam Price whispered to Nikolai right behind him, signaling them to pass the word down the line quietly.
“I’ve already spotted wild berry bushes chewed by a bear.
The leftover fruit pulp is still fresh—a bear must have fed around here not long ago.” He pointed to a tuft of fur snagged on the bushes.
Just like dogs shedding in summer, bears shed heavily as well.
When Liam Price and little Broly hunted alone, they didn’t need to go through all this trouble.
All they had to do was release their senses, lock onto the target with *ki*, and the prey was guaranteed to end up on their dinner table.
In fact, the moment they left home, Liam Price had already locked onto a black bear more than ten miles away.
Leading Nikolai’s group through the forest with periodic breaks had actually been part of tracking this black bear all along—the hunt had started hours ago.
Smart little Broly understood that his dad was making money for the family.
Not only did the boy refrain from exposing his father’s act, but he even delivered an “assist”— “Ah Fu!” He gently patted the head of his sled dog, nudged the year-and-a-half-old husky toward the bushes, and before the dog even realized what was happening, jumped to a “conclusion” on its behalf.
“Follow this trail up past the ridge line.
The bear should be hanging around near the highway on the other side.” Nikolai was deeply impressed despite not fully understanding.
In the eyes of this mob boss who desperately wanted his own sons to succeed, the impression of Broly being “that prodigy kid everyone wished they had” grew even stronger.
*My two kids really need more discipline,* Nikolai thought to himself.
Liam Price patted little Broly’s head, immensely pleased with his smart son’s quick thinking.
Fresh out of the factory, that brain of his sure worked fast.
Praising little Broly silently, Liam Price led Nikolai forward to pursue the black bear.
Though the group included two ordinary children, with the help of Nikolai’s bodyguards, the two young masters successfully made it up to the ridge line.
Sure enough, past the ridge line, a highway came into view.
The road extended from the Yukon Territory, connecting Canada with Alaska in the United States.
Except for winter closures, heavy trucks traveled it year-round.
“Black bears and brown bears are opportunists.
They prefer free meals over hunting,” Liam Price explained.
“Roadkill is common along this stretch, so bears love coming here at night for a free buffet.” In truth, Liam Price had already sensed the bear’s presence—it was feeding near the roadbed over a thousand meters away.
He dared to speak now mainly because the wind was fairly strong near the ridge line, and he had deliberately picked an upwind position.
Without light, an ordinary person couldn’t possibly spot the bear in the dark with the naked eye.
But Nikolai perfectly demonstrated the power of deep pockets.
For night hunting convenience, the guy had actually secured military-grade low-light night-vision optics.
Scanning around with the device, he actually managed to locate the black bear feasting on the carcass of a black-tailed deer.
The night-vision scope displayed the exact range.
“1,443.6 meters.” “How close can we get to that bear?
I mean, what’s the absolute closest?” He showed the optics to Liam Price and asked.
Liam Price considered it and gave a fair answer: “About four hundred meters.
With a group this size, that’s as close as we can get without being spotted.
But if we’re lucky and a vehicle passes by, the noise could mask our approach so we can get closer.
That said, you can’t fire wildly while a car is passing, or you’ll risk causing a traffic accident.” Nikolai beckoned one of his bodyguards and pulled a thick stack of cash from the man’s bag.
“I’ll give you an extra twenty thousand dollars.
Just me and my two sons will advance, but the three of us must kill that bear from within a hundred meters.” *Well now, a nice bonus!* Liam Price feigned hesitation before taking the stack of bills.
He had to admit, when wealthy people decided to splurge, making money off them was ridiculously easy.
“Deal!” “One hundred meters it is.
But you follow my and little Broly’s instructions.
Once we’re in position, aim properly before you shoot.” From there, Liam Price and little Broly took the lead, guiding Nikolai and his two sons slowly toward the black bear.
At a distance of over two hundred meters, Nikolai and his sons brushed against some bushes, making a faint rustling sound.
Liam Price immediately defused the crisis with a clever trick, cupping his hands around his mouth to mimic the call of a reindeer.
The black bear, which had perked up on alert, didn’t flee upon hearing the sound.
Instead, its predatory interest was piqued, and it began creeping toward Liam Price’s group.
Gauging that the black bear was under a hundred meters away, Liam Price whispered to Nikolai’s trio: “Drop to one knee and prepare.
Before a black bear pounces, it takes one last look around and stands up like a human.
That’s your best shot.” Nikolai and his two sons immediately dropped onto one knee and assumed firing positions.
Sure enough, seconds later, the black bear suddenly stood tall on its hind legs among the bushes.
*Bang!* *Bang!* *Thwip!* Nikolai and Sergei fired hunting rifles, sending two bullets straight into the bear’s chest.
Dimitri used an air rifle, its pellet sinking into the soft layer of fat on the bear’s belly.
Struck by three projectiles at once, the bear, as a normal carbon-based organism, immediately collapsed to the ground, having no chance to turn and flee.
“I hit it!” Dimitri jumped up excitedly and shot a provocative glare at Broly, who was standing off to the side watching with folded arms.
Hearing the gunshots, Nikolai’s bodyguards immediately broke into a sprint toward them.
Running along the highway, they covered several hundred meters in no time.
But just then, a semi-truck approaching in the distance down the highway suddenly switched on its high beams, blindingly illuminating the group.