Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

at the same time.

Anshir, who had rested overnight in the hunter camp, was ready to attack.

No matter how much intelligence and information is collected, it is not as effective as a real battle. Anshir is convinced of this.

The short confrontation with General Sickle Crab a few days ago was really reckless. He and Gordon fell into danger together because of insufficient preparation, and even almost died.

But in the process, he also gained a deeper understanding of the general sickle crab.

This is a monster with astonishing defensive power. According to the common saying used by hunters, it means "the flesh is very hard".

In front of it, the effect of bullets is usually very limited, even if it is aimed at the weak point of the carapace, it is difficult to cause effective damage.

Therefore, although Anshir prepared a lot of ammunition for this hunting, he usually didn't bring any of the most commonly used lv1 ammunition.

Instead, there are a large number of armor-piercing grenades, shotguns, penetrating bullets, electric shock bombs, and the last one is lv3 normal bombs.

With his load-bearing capacity, it was impossible to carry all these ammunition with him at once, so he divided the ammunition into two batches, one to carry with him, and the other to be temporarily stored in the camp for resupply when he came back from hunting.

The ammunition carried with him is mainly armor-piercing grenades, penetrating bullets, and shotguns.

He intends to use these two special ammunition with outstanding armor-piercing ability to smash the carapace of the general sickle crab and reduce its defense ability. If possible, it is best to blow off a few more legs to slow down its speed. .

The second batch of ammunition was for the decisive battle. Like many crustaceans, the general sickle crab was weak in lightning, and he placed high hopes on those electric shock bombs.

The plan seemed perfect, and the ammunition was well prepared. As long as 60 to 70% of these crossbow shells hit the general scythe, it should be enough to kill it.

However, the real difficulty of this hunt is how to blast the ammunition to the general sickle crab's face while protecting himself.

To be honest, Anshir himself was not very sure.

The only way I can think of right now is to use the terrain, but judging by the action mode of the general sickle crab flying over the eaves and walls, it is estimated that it will be difficult to work.

——If anyone can help me attract the attention of the general sickle crab.

It was inevitable for Anshir to have such thoughts, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

"You still have to rely on yourself, huh, let's take a step and see."

Anshir drank a bottle of cold drink and walked out of the camp alone.

After more than two hours of bumps, Gordon, who was riding a small mine cart, finally arrived at the hunter camp near the underground cave.

He yelled, but Gordon, who didn't get a response, was a little nervous, and quickly poked his head into the tent. When he saw the neatly folded bed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Anshir spent the night here last night, and ordinary hunters don't have the obsessive-compulsive disorder of a young master like him.

Without further ado, Gordon decided to set off immediately.

The equipment and props have been checked countless times on the mine cart. As a swordsman, he doesn't really have many things to bring, but for the sake of safety, he also brought a pair of paralysis traps.

Whether it is used to create an output environment for a while, to gain an opportunity to retreat, or to capture, it is excellent.

Before leaving the gate of the camp, Gordon thought of something and turned back.

He opened the storage box in the camp, and the groups of magazines neatly stacked inside made him grin happily.

Gordon, who had been "mingling" with several shooters such as Ohshura and Miles for a long time, knew that most shooter hunters had the habit of returning to the camp to replenish ammunition in the middle of the hunt, and Anshir was no exception.

Anyway, there is still a lot of space in the luggage, so let's take it all for him.

What if the two missed on the way, and Anshir, who ran out of ammunition, ran back to resupply, only to find that the magazines had been taken away?

Hehe, wouldn't it be better to let this lifeless guy stay in the camp incompetent and furious!

"Gordon, you smile very obscenely meow."

"It's long-winded! Let's go, pork chop! I hope that kid Anshir still has a little life."

Gordon led the pork chops away from the camp, and went straight to the dark cave where they encountered the general scythe crab before.

It is impossible for the general sickle crab to stay in a cave that is not too big for a few days, but each large monster has its own territory. Even if the general sickle crab is not in that cave, it should not leave the nearby cave too much Far.

With a clear target direction, Gordon moved very quickly. After more than half an hour, he arrived at the entrance of the passage leading to the cave.

He didn't go in immediately, but listened for a while, but found no obvious movement. The sound of the ballista firing is not small, if there is a battle inside, it is impossible not to hear it.

After looking at the pork chop, the latter also came to the same conclusion, and one person and one cat went in boldly.

The light in the cave was very dim, and it took Gordon more than ten seconds to get used to it. He turned his head and looked at the shimmering cat pupils of Pigpa, and said, "Pigpa, you have good night vision, help me keep an eye on the top of the cave and cave wall.

Especially in places with heavy shadows, let's not find Anshir, and be attacked first. "

"Understood meow!" Piggy nodded his head seriously, raised his face, and vigilantly observed every dark corner in the cave where monsters could hide.

There was nothing in the cave, so Gordon didn't stay long.

With a nervous pork chop, enter the cave on the west side of the cave, which is large enough for general sickle crabs to pass through, and continue to explore deep underground.

However, after passing through the entrance to a narrower cave, Gordon discovered that there were still several passages leading to other places. The underground caves nearby were interconnected and overlapping, which was very complicated, which was a headache.

Looking at the strangely shaped natural caves in front of him, Gordon fell into deep thought.

There are traces of general sickle crabs passing by at the entrance of each cave. A string of footprints are mixed together in a mess, and it is difficult to distinguish the old and the new.

How to find this Nima?

Just pick one and go in, then what? How many caves are waiting for him to draw prizes?

"Meow?" Just as Gordon looked at the openings and was a little helpless, Zhu Chop's ears suddenly turned sideways.

Gordon immediately stopped his movements and held his breath. He knew that the pork chop might have found it.

Pig Chop first listened for a while, then got down on the ground, put his beard and ears on the ground, and felt it for a while.

"Meow! There is movement meow, there is movement in the southwest direction meow!" Piggy jumped up, "It seems to be the sound of ballista firing meow!"

Gordon squeezed his fist and said with a smile: "Ha! I knew that guy would not be finished so easily! Pork chop, speed up!"

"Meow!"

Pig Chop, who knew it well, rushed out first, and it got into the hole closest to the direction of the sound, and ran wildly on all fours.

The small pointed ears vibrate slightly, capturing the weak vibrations in the air. Although the surrounding terrain is complicated, as long as the general direction is correct, the target can always be reached.

Gordon tightened the padlock on the blaster and gave chase.

What he was most worried about was that Anshir was killed by the general sickle crab before he arrived, and now that he had caught up, it was the big blue lobster's turn to worry!