Poachers weren't targeting the lion pride; their sights were set on the big antelopes and bulls.
They poached these animals for their meat.
Direct killings of lions had decreased a lot, but the degradation and disappearance of natural populations were not unrelated to humans massively intercepting their food supply.
"See that damn bunch?"
"Over there, charge at them. Damn scum."
The vehicle sped up, Chen Ying gripped the handle tightly as his adrenaline spiked.
He had never experienced anything like this, fear, excitement, and thrill surged in turns.
A group of Poachers on bicycles, about fifteen or sixteen young men, all armed.
Seeing the Patrol Team arriving, the group with the neatly arranged meat crazily dashed into the jungle.
The ground was left in a mess.
There were a few unprocessed big antelope corpses and bull skins that had been peeled off but not yet bagged.
Several vehicles split up to chase.
