The moment the wolf lunged at me, my first instinct was to grab the assault rifle beside me.
But my body was twisted backward, and it was already too late to reach for the rifle, aim, and shoot.
My handgun was still holstered at my waist, with the safety on.
At that moment, the only thing I could rely on was the strength of my fists.
I quickly calculated, 'A wolf weighs about 30 pounds, while I weigh 165 pounds.'
With five times its weight, there was no reason I should lose in close combat with a wolf.
I grabbed the wolf by the neck, preparing to punch it in the head.
However, I noticed something strange about this wolf. It was wagging its tail frantically and making an odd noise, a mix between a howl and a bark.
This didn't seem like a wolf. It might actually be a dog.
I took a c
