Chapter 59 Two people with no tacit understanding
For any hunter, tracking the traces of monsters is the foundation of the basics.
The peach-haired beasts, which weigh more than two hundred kilograms on average, are not good at climbing trees, which undoubtedly greatly reduces the difficulty for hunters to track them. Gordon and Oshula quickly found the next footprint and confirmed the peach-haired beasts. The direction the beast left.
The next thing is much simpler.
While Gordon was clearing the way ahead, he continued to follow the footprints left by the peach-haired beast herd. As a shooter with a keener sense, Oshula was responsible for guarding the surroundings to prevent other large monsters from intruding.
Pork Chop was sent out by Gordon to conduct advance reconnaissance on the rocky mountain where the Peach Hair Beast's lair was located.
Today's Pork Chop is no longer the young hunting cat that can only follow its owner, provide some support, and be on guard when Gordon is stripping monster materials.
Now, regardless of its experience, skills, or combat capabilities, it is enough to shoulder the heavy responsibility of a scout.
Gordon hopes that it will be possible to find out in advance how many peach beasts are active near the peach beast's lair, and whether the most important peach beast king is around there.
As long as this information can be obtained, the subsequent hunting can be strategically arranged, rather than an encounter that depends entirely on luck.
Not long after Pork Chop left the team, Gordon and Oshula discovered the traces of the peach-haired beasts they were tracking.
These pink-haired orangutans, who stand upright and are as tall as a person, are lying leisurely next to a huge ant nest, using their long razor-sharp claws to dig open the ant nest and dig into it to dig for termites.
“How about one male and three females, four in total?”
Gordon, who was hiding sideways behind a large tree covered with vines, turned around and looked at Oshula behind him. He held up the hand on the hilt of the exploding sword behind him to express his attitude.
Oshula grinned, and she held the Fury of the Strange Bird slung behind her in front of her, and then made a "Do it yourself" gesture.
The two of them had the same idea. Although these four peach-haired beasts did not offend them, on the one hand, they wanted to clear the way for hunting the peach-haired beast king later, and on the other hand, they also wanted to practice their cooperation before officially launching the hunt.
I can only apologize.
A trace of bloodthirsty light appeared in Gordon's eyes. He twisted his neck, and with a crisp sound of bones, he charged towards the four peach-haired beasts.
“Ouch!”
“Roar!”
Gordon's hostile behavior unsurprisingly aroused the fury of the peach beasts.
These gorillas, which have a violent personality and often actively attack humans, beat their chests, let out a menacing roar, and then showed off their proud claws.
The male peach-haired beast headed by it rushed to the front. It stood upright, and its raised claws made its body look even larger.
Facing the rushing hunter, it pressed forward, its sharp claws carrying the pressure of its fat body, as if intending to directly grab the hunter in front of it into pieces who dared to disturb their delicious meal.
Gordon did not evade or retreat, but he grasped the distance well. When he was about to enter the attack range of the peach-haired beast, he swung the explosive knife behind him vertically.
Thanks to the precise distance control, the peach-haired beast's all-out attack failed, but the heavy and sharp explosive knife in Gordon's hand slashed firmly on the peach-haired beast's shoulder.
A huge wound was left on the latter's **** belly amid the splatter of blood and flesh.
The most powerful one among the peach-haired beasts was seriously injured in an instant!
“Oh, can’t you tell? I’m usually quite polite, but I’m so cruel when I’m hunting.”
Oshula, who put his weight back and raised the crossbow with both hands, smiled. The finger wrapped in the wrist armor was already on the trigger, and the crossbow shells in the gun chamber were ready to be fired at any time.
Forward.
Gordon knew that as long as he added one more horizontal slash, he could easily kill the peach-haired beast.
If he were hunting alone, he would decisively make up for this blow, but now, he directly took the knife, accelerated his steps to pass the wailing male peach-haired beast, and rushed towards other targets ahead.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
Three coherent and rhythmic blasts sounded, and Gordon knew that it was Oshula from behind who had opened fire.
Three crossbow shells were instantly shot into the wound of the seriously injured male peach-haired beast. The tragic howl of the beast suddenly stopped, and Oshula completed the last-ditch attack neatly.
"You're very smart, you didn't stare at a wild beast stupidly." The corners of Urshula's mouth raised, she slightly tilted her neck, and put a female peach furry beast far away from Gordon into the scope.
The trigger is pulled.
“Bang, bang, bang”
Crossbow shells one after another, accompanied by flames, smoke and screams tearing the air, were shot from the exaggerated crossbow head of the Fury of the Strange Bird, exploding into the peach-haired beast that was targeted. One **** flower after another.
Using the corner of his eye, he judged the direction of Oshura's shooting, and confirmed that the target of the latter's shooting was far away from him and that the shooting range did not overlap with his own.
Gordon waved the big sword in his hand towards the peach-haired beast in front of him without any scruples.
This peach-haired beast was obviously frightened by the instant death of its companion. It jumped back and seemed to have no intention of fighting Gordon head-on.
This also resulted in Gordon's attack being missed.
But it doesn't matter. The pace changes and each joint exerts force step by step. He gradually guides the excess inertia caused by swinging the sword in the air, turning it into his own power and integrating it into his next attack.
“Whoops!”
The peach-haired beast, which was unable to escape, howled and launched a counterattack, but there was no need to compare the claws, which were more than ten centimeters long, with the hunter's giant steel blade, which was nearly two meters long.
After a few moves, the head of the peach-haired beast was cut off, and the headless body fell limply in a pool of blood.
At the same time, not far away, the peach-haired beast locked by Oshula also lost its life with bullet holes all over its body.
In less than half a minute, only the pitiful last one of the original four peach-haired beasts was left.
At this moment, Gordon and Urshula had a "tacit understanding" and stopped the attack at the same time.
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Gordon couldn't help but turn around, spread his palms towards Urshula, stretched his neck and made a gesture of "What's wrong with you?", but he didn't expect that the latter also made the same expression to him at the same time. .
In fact, Gordon's idea is very simple. The peach-haired beast's size cannot completely "cover" itself. If he rushes up, it will inevitably block the shooting range and affect Oshura's shooting.
Oshula’s idea is equally simple. Since there is only one monster left and Gordon can easily deal with it alone, then shooting by himself will undoubtedly increase the risk and is completely meaningless.
The two people who instantly realized each other's thoughts rolled their eyes at the same time.
Forget it, I’ll do it myself.
Gordon no longer hesitated and rushed forward. Urshula, who had the same idea, also decisively pulled the trigger.
A series of crossbow shells almost grazed Gordon's ears. He had to stop immediately to avoid being accidentally injured, and Urshula also quickly stopped firing.
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Damn it, this guy and I have absolutely no tacit understanding at all! X2
(End of this chapter)