"Shoot that ape."
Hearing that order, Yakov's lips curled up to form a cruel smile. That should be a pretty good idea. He really wished to ram a bullet into that ape's head.
Bang!
Thunk!
Contrary to Yakov's expectation, the ape didn't fall down. The bullet failed to penetrate its defense. It was looking in Yakov's direction angrily as it scooped a large rock nearby and roared while throwing the rock in Yakov's direction.
"Dodge!"
Yakov yelled to the walkie talkie as he rolled on the ground. That damn ape was really ruthless!
BAM! THUD!
The rock was deeply embedded into the mountain. Trees, grass, and dust spread on the side while Yakov was looking with fear. He called out to the walkie talkie, "Hey, Cathline, are you alright?"
"I'm ok."
"Gloria, what's with that ape?"
"That's a very durable ape."
Yakov: "…" I didn't bloody ask that!
