Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter Chapter 484

  Chapter 484 Is this broken or not?

  The place where the airship crashed is indeed not far away.

  The last time they came here, in order to find the two missing persons, Professor and Alva, they passed by here. Both Gordon and Anshir still remember the terrain nearby very clearly.

  Going around a small mountain peak, and then going up a naturally formed rugged mountain path, in less than ten minutes, Anshir came to the place where the airship crashed, a wide platform halfway up the mountain.

  Ansir, who glanced around and confirmed that there were no monsters within his sight range, quickly ran to the pile of wreckage that was two parts more dilapidated than when he came here.

  The materials in the cabin were turned over in a mess and scattered everywhere.

   Maybe a small monster like a dog dragon visited it?

   Relevant thoughts flashed through Anshir's mind, and then he threw them aside. He didn't care about the lost airship supplies, or what small monsters came.

  The footsteps kept coming to the wreckage of the stern of the airship that was still relatively intact.

   This part of the structure is very strong. After experiencing the baptism of the storm and the breath of the dragon, falling from a high altitude, and being exposed to the wind and sun for more than a month, it still hasn't completely fallen apart?

  Anshir secretly praised the craftsmanship of the craftsmen who built the airship, climbed up the wreckage with hands and feet, and came to the deck.

  Only the last ten square meters of the broken deck are full of cracks and damage. Moss has grown in the gaps between the planks, and a new sapling can even be seen jumping out of it.

   It is estimated that it will not be long before these fast-growing plants will crush this last part of the wreckage.

  Anhill's gaze turned to the end of the stern deck. The heavy bed crossbow that the hunters had high hopes for was still firmly fixed there and looked very complete.

   Anshir jumped over the gap on the deck and came to the heavy bed crossbow.

  He immediately checked the crossbow and crossbow string, which are the two most critical parts. If any of them are seriously damaged, don't worry about it, just send a signal to let the partners find another way.

   Fortunately, the crossbow made of mild steel and the strings also made of metal wires survived the wind and rain of these days. Although there are some rusts, they are still intact.

   On the contrary, there is an obvious crack on the hardwood crossbow. If the bow is fired at full capacity, it probably won't last a few times.

  Ansir didn't care about this, he didn't need to fire the crossbow many more times, just one more shot was enough.

  After picking off a small mushroom growing on the crossbow body, he was about to lift the handle of the crossbow, but his expression suddenly froze.

its stuck.

   Unreconciled, Ansir vigorously lifted the handle of the crossbow up and down, and tried to turn it left and right, his face suddenly turned dark.

   Carefully inspected the two movable bearings under the lower body of the crossbow and on the base of the bed crossbow. The deformation is very serious. Unless you spend a lot of effort to replace the new components, you can't even think about flexible rotation.

   After two more attempts, Anshir finally confirmed that the current pitch angle of this heavy bed crossbow is only about 20 degrees, and the horizontal angle is zero. The bearings on the base are completely stuck.

   You should know that when this kind of bed crossbow is in good condition, the pitch angle is close to 120 degrees, and the level can be rotated at will by 360 degrees.

   Anshir is a little hesitant, can this be used or not?

   After struggling for two seconds, he gritted his teeth.

   works! Why can't it be used? As long as the restraint can be ejected, it can be used! At worst, let that guy Gordon spend some effort to lead Lanlong to the front of the bed crossbow.

  Where is the restraint bullet?

   Anshir looked around, and soon found the restraint bullets that Alva described.

   It took a while to untie the messy and tangled restraint bullet rope, coil it well, and then carefully checked whether the lock between the rope and the crossbow bolt was secure.

   After confirming that there was no problem, he used the creaking, barely usable winch to pull the strings of the heavy bed crossbow little by little, and finally placed the bolts of restraint bullets on it, completing all preparations.

   "I hope it goes well." Anshir muttered, unfolded the king tooth cannon, and fired an armor-piercing grenade into the sky.

  The armor-piercing grenade flew into the night sky, bursting into flames.

   Next, there was a long wait of nearly a quarter of an hour.

  Finally, the sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of howling wind came from the direction of the mountain road when he came.

   Gordon, who was more embarrassed than before, rushed out from the end of the mountain road and came to the platform, "Here we come! We come! Ready to launch!"

   Lanlong, with purple-red spots shining all over his body, followed closely behind. It kept neighing and was extremely angry. The distance between the two was less than 20 meters, and Gordon was about to be overtaken.

   "You should launch it!" Gordon yelled.

   Anshir had no choice but to respond loudly, "The shooting angle is limited, you can only shoot from the front, and the elevation angle is only less than 20 degrees!"

   "What are you talking about?" Gordon, who spent most of his energy on escaping for his life and guarding against Lanlong's attack, said he didn't understand.

  But Anshir didn't say these words to him.

  Following behind Lanlong, Hilda came to the platform and shot a few arrows one after another to help distract Lanlong while saying: "It means to lead Lanlong to the front of the bed crossbow, and it can't fly too high!"

"clear!"

  Gordon realized that the heavy bed crossbow was malfunctioning, so he had to follow Hilda's instructions, gritted his teeth and ran towards the direction the bed crossbow was pointing at.

  However, at this time, Lanlong, who had been chasing closely behind it, suddenly stopped, hovered in mid-air, and observed its surroundings vigilantly.

  —It sensed some abnormalities, the hunters' actions were too purposeful, obviously they wanted to take it somewhere.

  After seeing the wreckage of the empty boat, Lan Long's doubts became more and more obvious.

   It wasn't going to do what the hunters expected.

  The gray dragon hovering in the air tilted its neck back, opened its huge mouth, and began to gather breath, preparing to completely smash the wreckage of the airship in one breath.

  Hilda threw a flash bomb without thinking about it.

   While sliding and drawing the bow to prepare for the arrow of the dragon, he shouted, "Gordon! Help Anshir adjust the direction!"

   Gordon, who had already rushed to the vicinity of the wreckage of the airship, looked back, seeing Lanlong who was temporarily in chaos due to the glare in the air, and immediately understood what Hilda meant.

   Will you look down on me too much?

   Gordon, who was cursing secretly in his heart, didn't stop at all. He rushed to the wreckage of the airship at full speed, pressed his arms on the wreckage, and started to exert force with a roar.

   "Drink!"

  Muscles all over his body bulged high together with the armor, and the strength of the Tyrannosaurus armor was fully utilized by him at this moment.

  The steel nails on the bottom of the combat boots bit into the soil deeply, and pushed by the powerful muscles, two deep furrows were plowed into the ground under the feet.

   "Ahhhh—!"

  Among the beast-like roars, only a small part remained, but the wreckage of the several-ton airship was pushed and turned slowly.

  Hilda, who shot the dragon arrow, watched this scene, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help shaking twice.

  I asked you to help turn the bed crossbow, who asked you to push the airship? !

  Forget it, the result is almost the same

   Anshir, holding the handle of the bed crossbow tightly with both hands, shouted in surprise: "Come on! It's still forty degrees away! Twenty degrees! Hurry up!"

  Gordon's forehead veins throbbed crazily as if they were about to explode. At this moment, he couldn't listen to anything. He only knew to use his best strength and keep pushing!

It's now!

   At the moment when the front sight inserted the Lanlong, which was constantly coiling in mid-air, and locked it, Anshir pulled the trigger forcefully.

   "Om—!"

  Amidst the frenzied sound of the metal crossbow strings, the thick crossbow bolt with ferocious barbs turned into an afterimage, crossed the space of only tens of meters in the blink of an eye, and shot through the main fin on Lanlong's back.

  The rope connecting the crossbow bolt and the wreckage of the airship was quickly released.

   "Gah woo woo—!"

  (end of this chapter)

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