"ROAR, ROAR..." The wild boar was roaring nonstop in the pit; it simply wouldn't stop.
The thing was, Black Tiger wouldn't let it. The moment the boar fell silent, Black Tiger would let out a couple of "AWOO, AWOO" barks, scaring the boar into immediately resuming its vocal display of aggression.
By this time, Zhao Jun had arrived with his men. Seeing Black Tiger lying near a Turtle Pit, with the sounds of a wild boar constantly echoing from within, Zhao Jun raised a hand to signal the others to halt.
Zhao Jun quickly laid out a plan. The four men, with their four guns, would spread out and creep toward the edge of the pit together. If the boar leaped out, whoever it charged would run, and the other three would open fire.
However, to avoid hitting each other in the crossfire, the four of them wouldn't spread out too far, advancing in a rough fan formation.
