Chapter 168 That’s not a fish!
“Eh?! Wait.!”
Before Gordon could stop him, Aziz ran and jumped into the river, causing a splash of waves before disappearing.
“What, what should I do, meow?”
Pork Chop and Gordon looked at each other.
They both can swim, but only to a limited extent. Do you want them to dive into the water fully equipped to fight monsters?
Sorry, it would be nice if it could not be dragged directly to the bottom by heavy equipment.
Just when one person and one cat fell into a daze, bubbles bubbled up under the water, and it was obvious that a battle had begun.
Gordon came to his senses.
Since the water war cannot help, then try to do what you can.
Gordon immediately took out the whetstone and started sharpening the sword. Although the sharpness of the Fire Dragon Flame Sword had not yet decreased, it was always good to have the opportunity to sharpen it twice first.
“Pork chop, tell me what props you have.”
“There are not many meows. There is a pair of paralysis traps, two small barrel bombs, a smoke bomb, and a thunder needle.”
“Why is there such a thing as a lightning rod?” Gordon couldn’t help but complain.
This thing was something I learned to use when I was training with the instructor. It is a hunting prop that can no longer be eccentric.
Zhupa scratched his little ears and said, "I caught a few lightning bugs two days ago, so I tried to make a meow."
Looking up at the cloudy weather and the rain that never really stopped, Gordon smacked his lips and said, "Well, if we are here, the thunder rod might actually come in handy.
As for the timing of using various props, it’s up to you. "
“Okay meow!”
At this time, we were on a river beach two to three hundred meters away from Gordon and others.
Feng Ying is fighting the first three-star monster she encountered in her life.
In recent days, her fighting style has become much more stable due to Gordon's repeated beatings in a literal sense.
Facing the water dragon that was beyond her strength, she honestly used the sword and shield mode to deal with it, leaving the offensive task almost entirely to Ancil.
Knowing that Feng Ying could not control the monster in place like Gordon, Ancier did not continue to choose long-distance sniping. Instead, he came to a position about ten meters away from Shuilong and engaged in mobile combat with the latter.
Not to mention, after working as a team to hunt for a long time, I really miss the excitement of facing monsters directly.
Since it was a mid- to short-range battle, it would be a waste to use his favorite penetrating bullets. Anhir thought for a while and loaded the magazine of the spread bullet for the heavy crossbow.
This kind of special ammunition, which is often confused with shotguns by laymen, will spread out several small darts after being fired, causing multiple damage to monsters.
If shotgun shells are the most suitable for close-range shooting, then diffusion shells are the most effective crossbow shells for medium and short-range shooting.
In the past, Ancier would never use diffusion bombs when hunting with Gordon.
The reason is very simple. The trajectory of the darts split by the diffusion bomb is relatively uncontrollable, so the risk is relatively high with his grazing-type support shooting method.
But Feng Ying has no problem. As long as the muzzle of the heavy crossbow is raised slightly, all problems will be solved.
Feng Ying was a little frustrated.
The form of fighting thought was to restrain the water dragon by her, and Anhir could shoot calmly and supplement the damage.
As a result, it didn't take long for Ancier to attack as the main force. He kept the hatred and walked the water dragon around, but she could only follow the water dragon, which was better than having no place to slash the heel twice.
I am good at cooking. 〒▽〒
Speaking of participating in four-star missions, even three-star monsters can't help themselves.
Feng Ying, who had a stronger personality, bit her lip and used the knife again and again, but could only leave a few painless wounds on the water dragon's tough leg scales.
While sliding the water dragon, Anhil glanced here leisurely and sighed, and said in a loud voice: "The blade is almost overheated, recharge it."
"Huh? Oh oh." Feng Ying inserted the red-hot sword blade into the shield with some embarrassment and directed the energy into the bottle.
“Prepare a great explanation.” Anhil added.
This time, Feng Ying didn’t oh oh oh like before.
Since Senior Ancier said it so firmly, he must have a point.
Feng Ying clenched her sword and shield tightly and encouraged herself. She was ready to switch to the ax form at any time.
Upon seeing this, Anhil's eyes flashed with relief - this little guy understood a lot more than before.
Seeing that Feng Ying was ready, Anxier's movements suddenly accelerated.
While the water dragon was approaching him, he slid to the side of the water dragon and pulled the trigger repeatedly, emptying the ammunition in the magazine almost instantly.
One crossbow shell after another was nailed into the body of the water dragon at an extremely close distance, causing it to howl in pain.
Anhil began a dazzling reload.
He had practiced this series of movements with great effort. Feng Ying only felt that her eyes were blurred, and she had already completed the replacement of the magazine.
This time it’s a penetrating bomb.
The water dragon turned around and stared viciously at the heavy crossbow user. It stretched its neck, and its huge mouth full of sharp teeth was about to bite him off.
What I’m waiting for is for you to open your mouth!
Anhil chuckled and pulled the trigger.
Amidst the roar of artillery fire, the cone-shaped penetrating bullet shot into the water dragon's wide-open mouth, penetrated the throat and esophagus, and went straight into the abdomen, causing a series of serious injuries in the former's body.
“婽quagga!”
The severe pain that penetrated deep into the internal organs made the water dragon's screams somewhat distorted, like a fish that had been electrocuted, and its slender body suddenly stiffened.
Feng Ying's eyes lit up instantly.
This is the opportunity created by Senior Ancier for her!
“Get the **** out of here!”
The sound of wind and waves beside the river is loud.
But Feng Ying's powerful words "Get the **** out of me" could be clearly heard by Gordon even from a few hundred meters away.
What followed was the tragic howl of the water dragon.
Hearing this noise, Gordon understood that the battle over there was coming to an end.
So when will these two guys come out of the water? The grinding stone is almost worn flat
Nearly ten minutes passed, and Aziz came up to the water to breathe a few times. If this guy hadn't taken the time to gesture to himself, "Don't worry," he would have wanted to risk going down to take a look.
Just as Gordon was thinking this, the huge emerald green shadow leaped from the river to the shore again.
"Hey! Are you finally out?" Gordon chuckled and charged directly at the Emerald Water Dragon.
Pork Chop looked at the river with some worry.
Fortunately, a few seconds later, the Sea Hunter, wrapped in blue armor, also walked onto the river beach.
The river water trickled down the edge of the sea dragon suit, and a few strands of waterweed hung on the helmet and shoulder armor.
For a moment, Zhupa felt that what came out of the water was not their hunting partner, but a humanoid water monster or something.
“It’s great! It’s great! I haven’t had such a good time fishing for a long time!” Aziz’s laughter seemed a little loud under the cover of the full-face helmet.
“Are you okay, meow?”
“It’s okay! Pfft, cough, cough.” A mouthful of blood spurted out from the gap in the sea dragon suit’s helmet.
"Meow!!"
“Ahem, I was just slapped by the fish’s tail. Just drink some medicine!” Aziz patted his chest casually, only to cough again.
ˆ “.”
Pork Chop looked back at the giant mountain-like thing, and screamed with some annoyance: "That's not a fish meow!"
(End of this chapter)