Monster Hunt: Notes From A Hunter
/ Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter Chapter 559
Chapter 559 Died quite badly
"Meow meow meow!"
Gordon sat up suddenly after being scratched by the cat's paw.
The sky is not yet bright, and even the eastern sky is dark.
Gordon looked around and was confused for a few seconds before recalling that he slept on the top of the first city wall last night.
Laoshanlong is very close to the old village, and a large group of pterosaurs and velociraptors hovering around it will attack at any time.
So most hunters are like him, fully armed, wrapped in a blanket and sleeping on the city wall.
The tense atmosphere leading up to the Great War kept many people from sleeping.
In order to ensure their energy, they drank the medicinal soup with sleeping herbs. Gordon, whose sleep quality was already quite good, also drank a cup, but fell asleep a bit.
He patted his cheek vigorously to wake up his sleepy mind.
Gordon asked the pork chop that woke him up, "Has the old mountain dragon come?"
"Looking at the signal of the hot air balloon, it is said that it will take a long time meow, but there are already small monsters coming meow!" Pig Chop pointed to the sky.
Gordon squinted his eyes and could vaguely see some dark shadows hovering high in the sky.
is a pterosaur.
Looking around again, some blankets were scattered around, and there were not many people on the top of the city, and everyone seemed to get up earlier than him.
Gordon turned over and jumped up, grabbed the epitaph sword that was leaning against his hand, put it on his back, and complained in his mouth, "Why am I getting up late, tell me to go down?"
Pig Chop licked his paws, "Mr. Xia Zuo said, sleep more if you can, meow. Sporadic battles have already begun, but it's not time for us to appear on the stage, meow."
"How can there be such a saying!"
Gordon walked quickly to the stairs leading to the bottom of the city wall, running down three steps in two steps, followed by the pork chop.
Of course it understood Gordon's mood, otherwise it wouldn't have woken Gordon up in a hurry.
In front of the city wall, they met Hayata who was walking this way.
"Senior Gordon, pork chop, you are awake!"
Hayata smiled and handed over a huge piece of bread with a large piece of cheese and salty ham sandwiched inside, "This is breakfast."
"Slacker pork chop meow, eat meow!" Like swinging a stick, Pan Lan threw a big sausage on the pork chop's face.
"So luxurious?" Gordon took the sandwich with an astonishing portion in a little surprise. The breakfast a few days ago was all wheat porridge.
"I don't know how long the battle will last, you have to eat enough." Hayata handed over another package, "And these are supplies."
"Thank you very much."
Gordon checked the supplies with a sandwich in his mouth.
Because the back is against the fortress to fight, there is no need to carry too many supplies with you, and the types of supplies are relatively streamlined. In addition to the standard emergency medicine and food, there are also less common vitality drinks.
This is in consideration of the needs of hunters who fight for a long time.
What is more rare is that there is actually a wax-sealed pill in the package.
Gordon picked it up and sniffed it, and said in surprise, "Ancient secret medicine? The guild spends so much money."
This is a high-grade pill that is more precious than the secret medicine. Not only does it have a better healing effect than ordinary secret medicine (it doesn't), it is also rich in nutrients and can support the hunter for a long time.
The overall effect is equivalent to the secret medicine plus several pieces of food, and the value is several times that of the former, which is a luxury that even high-ranking hunters rarely buy.
"This is only available to high-ranking hunters." Hayata reminded in a low voice.
Gordon nodded, put a few supplies into the prop bag on the back of his waist, and then gnawed on the sandwich.
He eats fast, and the huge sandwich disappears in his mouth very quickly.
Pounding his choked chest, Gordon asked, "What's the situation on the other side of Battle Street?"
Hayata glanced in the direction of Fighting Street, and said: "It wasn't long after I was called up, and Master and the others have already passed by. I heard that small groups of velociraptors have invaded Fighting Street since midnight, but the number Not much, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Boom—"
A dull explosion came from a distance, and the echo echoed between the cliffs of the canyon, which lingered for a long time.
"It's the sound of the bomb barrel meow." Piggy swallowed the sausage in his mouth hard, and said very firmly: "It's still the kind of meow that has been added.
Akin and the others said that they would not use the bomb barrel meow until a large group of velociraptors came. "
Gordon, who understood the meaning behind the pig's chop, looked at Hayatta.
Hayata immediately said: "I have no problem, the equipment has been checked many times, and the props have just been replenished."
Gordon nodded, "That's good, let's go now."
The first half of Battle Street exudes a strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Gordon frowned involuntarily.
Although Ajin said before that there are few monsters in the area near the old village, but such a strong smell of blood really won't attract monsters from further afield?
Running all the way to the position close to the entrance of Fighting Street, Gordon and Hayata slowed down.
It should be because of the explosion just now that many hunters gathered here. It is impossible to count them in detail, but there are roughly five or six hunters.
Xia Zuo stood on a platform where the fort was placed, and waved his hands a little angrily, "Go back, go back to your posts, don't be surprised!
Unless you see the red emergency signal flare, don't rush over, keep your position, have you forgotten? "
Gordon scratched his chin and answered in his mind, we really forgot
Hunters are not soldiers after all, even if they are willing to obey orders, their discipline is not that strong.
The hunters who had gathered scattered away with embarrassing expressions, leaving only the thirty or so people who were here originally.
The battle is imminent, the strings in everyone's hearts are tense, and the nerves are a little nervous and sensitive. When they hear the movement, they want to come and see.
Gordon Hayata and the others did not leave. The duty of the high-ranking hunters was to guard the entrance of Fighting Street, waiting for Lao Shanlong to arrive.
Seeing the two people coming, Xia Zuo nodded at them.
Gordon noticed that besides the "vanguards" who were in charge of clearing out small monsters, there were several elite shooters guarding the entrance of Battle Street.
After a little thought, one can understand that the purpose of these shooters being arranged here is nothing more than to cover the vanguard and shoot the pterosaurs attracted by the smell of blood.
These pterosaurs are cunning, hovering high in the air out of the reach of arrows and crossbows, and the best time to shoot them is when they swoop down and attack.
At this moment, a pterosaur pounced under the cover of night.
Before it could get close to the ground, a severing bomb accurately cut off the dragon wing on one side of it, and fell wailing.
Oshula put away the Thunder Wolf Dragon Light Crossbow that she had been aiming at for a long time with a proud expression on her face, and said happily, "Oh, it's finally open!"
Ah Jin and others gave her a thumbs up, which made her even more proud.
Myers on the side slapped her on the back of the head with his hand, "Who told you to put away your weapon? Set up your crossbow and be on guard, don't be lazy!"
"oh"
After teaching Ohhura a lesson, Miles said to Xia Zuo: "I'll leave this to you first. I'll go and inspect the positions of the artillery and heavy bed crossbows. I don't worry about those brats who are impatient."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you."
Gordon glanced around and found that the high-ranking hunters had already arrived, but instead of looking for them, he came to Ajin and asked in a low voice.
"So what happened just now, did you use a bomb?"
Ajin winked at him, "The bait worked well, and attracted a group of red velociraptors. There is no such red guy in the Xiulet area, and he probably ran all the way from the north with the old mountain dragon.
There is also the leader of the Red Velociraptor. We thought we just tried the effect of the bomb barrel, so we ordered one, and it killed and injured a dozen people, hehe. "
Gordon understood clearly that the red venomous dragon, which possesses poisonous glands and sprays venom, is much more difficult to deal with than the blue venomous dragon.
"The Red Velociraptor King was also killed?"
"That's not true. That guy was very cautious and hid far behind. He wasn't hurt much."
The pork chop on one side scratched his ears to cover up his embarrassment.
What Akin and the others said is indeed correct. If it and the centralized detonation tactics formulated by Evelyn were followed, the final result would probably be mediocre.
"So, where is the red velociraptor king? He ran away?" Gordon asked curiously.
Ajin grinned, with a trace of sympathy on his face, he glanced at the high-ranking hunters who were bored.
"No, he died, a terrible death."
(end of this chapter)
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