Chapter 941: Anger
More than a week has passed since the decoy operation was launched.
Compared with before the decoy operation began, the Tyrannosaurus Rex was significantly smaller.
Its body length and frame have not changed, but the terrifying muscles that rise like hills and burst the skin have shrunk a lot as time goes by.
Although the overall state is still not comparable to words such as "emaciation", it turns out that the Dino Tyrannosaurus, which has not been able to eat for a long time, has begun to digest its own muscles due to its super metabolism.
This should be good news.
Just like a person who has been hungry for several days and loses energy.
The Dino Tyrannosaurus, which suffered severe muscle loss due to long-term starvation, should have experienced a significant decline in strength, endurance, etc.
However, from these days of chasing and guerrilla warfare, the hunters were surprised to find that the condition of the Dino Tyrannosaurus had indeed declined, but it was far from the weak level they expected.
On the contrary, due to the influence of hunger, the level of ferocity increased several levels.
At this time, the Tyrannosaurus Rex has completely lost its mind and has become a madman dominated by appetite. Every move reveals the madness of "just eat, not life."
"Roar-!"
With the violent roar, the dark Tyrannosaurus leaped into the air, spanning a distance of tens of meters in an instant, and its huge mouth with an angle of more than ninety degrees was about to envelop the hunter.
“Be careful!” came the reminder from the distance.
Maka was breathing heavily while running fast.
She pushed the green-black bug-stick (electric dragon stick) in her hand onto the ground, and leaped into the sky. Then, she shot a rope towards the tree crown above her head, and used the force to jump vertically, reaching a height of ten or twenty meters above the ground. on rice branches.
The Dino Tyrannosaurus that pounced and bit it all was empty, its mouth full of sharp teeth firmly embedded in the tree trunk.
This was a good opportunity to attack no matter what, but Maka kept walking and nimbly jumped along the branches to the crown of another big tree, not daring to stay for a moment.
Her choice is undoubtedly the right one.
The next second, with a heart-wrenching "crunching" sound, the big tree, which could only be surrounded by several people hugging each other, was chewed into two pieces by the huge mouth with astonishing bite force.
The tree fell down.
The Tyrannosaurus raised its neck and swallowed the wood chunks and **** in its mouth in one gulp. At this time, let alone wood, even if what was stuffed in its mouth were stones or red-hot coals, it would swallow it without hesitation.
Thick, highly corrosive saliva was flowing continuously. The Tyrannosaurus rex turned its head, and its turbid scarlet eyes stared at the insect stick user jumping between the tree crowns again.
The pursuit continues.
The person in charge of protecting Maka was Gale. She stopped while running among the shadows of the trees, aimed her crossbow at the scarred hind feet of the Tyrannosaurus, and fired several crossbow shells one after another.
The hungry Tyrannosaurus seemed to feel no pain at all. It roared and continued to move forward, trying to catch up with the "food" that seemed to be able to swallow it with more force.
Catch up and eat.
This is the only thought left in its mind.
When he dragged the cart that was almost falling apart, he arrived at the gate of the Star Stronghold.
The strong wind pulling the cart cried out with a "woof" sound.
It has been working as a coolie for more than half a month, and it has lost weight.
He threw the six half-dead Sour Pterosaurs to the keeper who was responsible for taking care of the Pterosaurs. In the latter's ghostly eyes, the three of them, a cat and a dog, rushed towards the Bobcat Pavilion of the restaurant, ready to comfort their stomachs. Say it again.
As soon as I sat down and before I could order, I saw a young clerk from the Special Investigation Team walking over in a hurry.
“Captain, you are finally back. The Commander-in-Chief has been waiting for you for several days. Come over quickly!”
Gordon didn't realize for a moment that "leader" was calling him.
The implication is, if it’s not something urgent, wait until we finish eating?
“It’s urgent!” “Okay.” The three Gordons stood up helplessly.
Only Gale Wind was still lying on the table, refusing to move.
It is just a dog anyway, and the Commander-in-Chief will not look for it even if he wants to.
Anhil had no choice but to pull Li Feng's cheek and said to the pig chop: "You two eat first, and help Li Feng get more meat and bones."
“Good meow.”
The three Gordons hurriedly came to the headquarters. Seeing them, the commander-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief, "You are finally back. If it is a few days later, I will send someone to find you."
Speaking, without waiting for them to ask questions, the Commander-in-Chief quickly told the story of the appearance of the Dino Tyrannosaurus.
"Hayata and the others failed in their attempt to hunt? A more powerful Dino Tyrannosaurus individual? Are they conducting a lure operation?" Gordon's face became darker and darker.
“Lure combat may not be a good idea. It would be effective to prevent the Tyrannosaurus from eating and consume its energy, but an extremely hungry Tyrannosaurus is too dangerous.
I once fought against a Dino Tyrannosaurus that was on the verge of starving to death. It felt no pain at all. It continued to walk towards food even with a broken leg, and it still swallowed like crazy even after its stomach was broken."
The Commander-in-Chief rubbed his forehead, "Indeed, the letters sent back by the hunters responsible for the lure operation also mentioned this. The Tyrannosaurus Rex in a hungry state is extremely ferocious, and the situation seems to be more difficult."
“I proposed the lure plan, and I took it for granted.” The director of the Institute of Ecology sighed, “I’m sorry.”
It is indeed recorded in the literature that a Dino Tyrannosaurus under extreme hunger would lose its mind and regard eating as its only goal.
However, those who have not seen that scene with their own eyes cannot truly understand the chilling madness and persistence based on these simple descriptions.
Scholars tried to use this obsession to lure and weaken the Tyrannosaurus, but they did not expect that this obsession with eating itself was the biggest danger.
Gordon thought about it and was not surprised that the Commander-in-Chief and others would adopt this tactic that would do more harm than good.
The members of the first phase of the investigation team, including the swordsman master and commander-in-chief, were only in their twenties and thirties when they came to the New World.
Since arriving in the New World, I have never come into contact with this kind of monster. Naturally, I have no experience in hunting the Tyrannosaurus Rex. All judgments can only be based on paper data.
Hence, this kind of mistake often made by scholars who lack practical experience occurs.
“Chief of the Special Investigation Team, do you think it is necessary to stop the decoy operation and allow the Dino Rex to resume eating and return to its original state?” the research team leader asked Gordon.
The leader of the research class is not an academic who specializes in literature. Rather, he is a person who prefers field practice.
The previous misjudgment confirmed this for him, and also made him very concerned about the opinions of Gordon, who had experience in hunting the extremely hungry Tyrannosaurus.
Gordon thought for a while, shook his head and said: "No, although the lure plan is risky, the benefits are real. The risks have been taken, and it would be a pity to give up now.
We can arrange targeted tactics, such as preparing more sleeping toxins, raw meat impregnated with highly toxic poisons as poison bait, and trap tactics, which should be quite effective. "
The commander-in-chief nodded, "The hunters responsible for the lure operation are already very tired. If possible, I hope you can complete the preparations and rush over as soon as possible.
Supplies, as well as sleeping potions for making poisonous baits, etc., the supply class will assist you. "
"clear."
The leader of the research class pushed up his glasses and said to everyone: "By the way, the target this time is very hungry, so the name 'angry ghoul' may be a little inappropriate.
Since it has come all the way to the New World, how about we give it a new name? "
Gordon couldn't help but glance at him. This guy really likes to tell bad jokes.
The commander-in-chief thought for a while and said: "Panic, furious, let's call it 'panic'."
This name is quite satisfactory, and everyone has no objections.
“There is still a question.” Anhil raised his hand again.
He pointed at Gordon and said: "A distance of two to three hundred kilometers, this guy can't ride a pterosaur, and the acid pterosaur has not been trained well. How can he get there quickly?"
(End of this chapter)