Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Stepping on the bow of a sand boat that cuts the sand and breaks the waves with one foot, the vast expanse of sand sea around makes people feel heroic.

Gordon, who was in a good mood, let out a howl, and ended up choking on sand, and Hayata, who was in charge of steering the sail frame and rudder behind him, rolled his eyes.

Sensing the unkind eyes from behind, Gordon pouted to clean up the sand, and ran to the back with a hey smile, "Why don't I drive for a while?"

"No!" Hayata refused decisively. She said angrily, "How many times has it turned over within two hours of driving? The side of the boat is almost rubbed off. I borrowed this sandy boat!"

Gordon laughed awkwardly.

He has great strength, but he does not rely on his strength to steer a boat. According to the head of the boat, he can't steer the rudder well with his hands and feet.

This time he took a random collection mission, so he ran to the boat group and borrowed a sand boat with the cheek to have fun, but the boat capsized frequently

Hayata, who was going to enjoy the desert scenery, was also disgraced. In the end, he had to take the rudder forcefully, which avoided the ending of the sand boat being torn apart by Gordon.

Since the driving depends entirely on the wind, the sand boat has a simple structure, but the driving difficulty is not low.

Hayata's driving skills were also jerky, and the speed of the boat was still unable to reach the highest level, but at least it was barely stable, and it would not be like Gordon's yank, yank, and random manipulation, causing the boat to capsize.

Departing from Locklark in the early morning until noon when the sun was shining, they drove a sand boat for more than 30 kilometers to a large oasis, which was undoubtedly much more efficient than walking.

But you must know that the speed of a qualified crew member driving a sand boat should be about 30 kilometers per hour, not half a day.

The two dragged the sand boat onto a rocky field and fixed it with cloth.

Hayata put the weapon on her back, walked ahead with a "hum", and Gordon followed with a flattering smile.

Last night, on impulse, he broke into someone's room and did some strange things. That person is still a little angry, so he has to find a way to coax her.

Finding delicious ingredients or something, um, is it important?

While Gordon Hayatta and the others didn't know what to do in the small oasis, the three of Anshir, led by Maca, came to the dock of the Sandy Ship Group.

Maca and Gordon have similar ideas. Since there are contacts in the sand boat group, wouldn't it be more efficient to use a sand boat instead of walking?

Seeing another hunter coming, the captain of the ship with black curly hair turned dark.

They were not the only ones who thought of this. There were wave after wave of hunters who came to borrow sand boats, and many of them were old comrades who had blocked Fengshanlong together. How could they refuse such a life-threatening friendship?

The dozen or so sand boats in the dock are almost sold out!

That is to say, the monsoon season has passed, and the patrol tasks are not heavy recently, and many members of the fleet are on vacation, otherwise, even the sand sea patrol boats will not be available.

Absolutely not this time.

"Hey! Captain!" Maca, who was striding ahead, greeted the captain with a smile.

"Kaka, blah, blah!"

The captain of the ship, who was about to face him coldly, sighed weakly, "Maka, and little Babaka, didn't you all go out for a long time, and come back to join in the fun?"

Maca, who used to be a member of the Sandy Boat Corps, said with a smile, "Come back to see my mother, this just happened to happen, just try your luck, how are you all? Where's that little girl Cessna?"

"I also ran out to find ingredients."

The two were chatting, and the captain of the ship suddenly noticed that the male heavy crossbowman brought by Maca was staring at the large dock behind him, and his face immediately became serious.

"Don't even think about it! Mineyama Maru won't borrow it! Absolutely not!"

Anshir smacked his lips regretfully, not to mention the dragon shooting gun, the heavy bed crossbow and cannon on it looked really exciting.

He looked away, with a polite smile on his face, and bowed, "Hello, Mr. Commander, I'm Anshir, the heavy crossbowman of the Silver Edge Hunting Group.

Gordon and Hayatta have told us a lot about the boats in the sand, the banquet in the desert, and the amethyst under the moon."

"I'm Fengying! The shield and axe with a silver edge!" Fengying hurriedly introduced herself.

"Aha, so you are the companions of Gordon and Hayatta." The captain of the ship heard the words, and his smile became more enthusiastic.

"Excuse me, did you see them earlier?" Anshir asked with a smile.

"The two of them, yes, they borrowed a sand boat early in the morning and set sail."

"Do you know which direction they are going?"

"That's not clear, who can tell clearly in the vast sea of ​​sand."

"Tsk, sorry." Anshir frowned.

Anshir's side tried to find out the whereabouts of Gordon and the others from the captain of the ship, and Maca's side had already untied the cloth of a sand boat in the dock by talking to himself.

"Hey! I haven't said that I can lend it to you!" The captain of the boat turned his head and scolded.

Maca skillfully checked the sails, rudder and cables, while laughing, "I knew the leader was the best, thank you! Fengying is here to help!"

"Bastard! Put it down! Don't bring heavy bed crossbows, this is for dealing with 'big guys'!" The captain of the ship yelled angrily, leaving Anshir behind, rushed over to slap Maca on the head and cursed .

"Stingy! If you don't take it, don't take it."

Maca squinted his eyelids and made a face at the captain of the ship, then turned around and grabbed a familiar member of the ship with a grin, "Do you have a detailed map of the area eighty or ninety kilometers away to the northwest?"

"The one in the Gobi Mountains? Or the one near the big sand dunes?"

"Great sand dunes!"

"Yes, I'll get you a copy."

"Thank you!" Maca magically took out a palm-sized small wine bottle from his waist pocket, and threw it to the other party, "Minagarde's good wine."

"Aha! I'll get you some kerchiefs and ponchos for the sand."

"Where is my share?!" The captain of the ship stared.

Maca took out a bigger wine bottle from the small Qimian clan's bag, "Then how can I forget to honor you!"

"That's about the same."

With the help of Maca's old friends, the sand boat was quickly prepared, and the cabin was also equipped with leather water bags, goggles, cloaks and other practical items in the desert.

Feng Ying was a little confused, but An Xier had a satisfied smile on his face.

It seems that this trip to the desert to grab eggs will be much more comfortable.

Jumping onto the sand boat with Babaka, the little Chimian quickly climbed to the top of the mast, which is its favorite position. Maca grabbed a cable and wrapped it around his right arm twice to hold it firmly. Put your left hand on the paddle-shaped rudder.

I moved my body and hands. Although I haven't touched the rudder and cables for several years, the familiar feeling has returned.

"Why are you still standing still, come up quickly! The strong wind is just about to come!"

An Xier and Fengying exchanged glances, and boarded the sand boat.

It was the first time for them to ride this thing, Fengying looked around, but Anshir had a bad feeling, he didn't like this small, fast, not very stable means of transportation very much.

Before they could stand still, Maca pulled the cable violently, and the strong wind swept the sand and dust, and instantly filled the sail with the sun emblem printed on it.

The two crew members pushed hard behind to provide additional initial velocity.

The light sand boat jumped out of the dock like a nimble sandfish and rushed into the sand sea.

"Set off!"

"Kababa!"