Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 112 Intricate Terrain

at the same time.

After resting for a night in the hunter's camp, Anhil was ready to attack.

No matter how much intelligence and information is collected, it will never be as effective as actually fighting once. Ancier is convinced of this.

The brief confrontation with General Kamakura a few days ago was indeed reckless. Unprepared, he and Gordon fell into danger together and almost died.

But in the process, he also gained a deeper understanding of General Kamakura.

This is a monster with astonishing defensive capabilities. In the common saying used by hunters, it has "very hard meat".

In front of it, the effect of normal bullets is very limited. Even if it is aimed at the weak part of the carapace, it is difficult to cause effective damage.

Therefore, although Ancil prepared a lot of ammunition for this hunt, he did not bring any of the most commonly used lv1 ammunition.

Instead, there are a large number of armor-piercing grenades, shotgun shells, penetrating shells, electric shock shells, and lastly, lv3 normal shells.

With his load-bearing capacity, it was impossible to carry all the ammunition with him at once, so he divided the ammunition into two batches, one to carry with him and the other to temporarily store in the camp in preparation for returning to resupply during the hunt.

The ammunition carried with them is mainly armor-piercing grenades, penetrating rounds, and shotguns.

He planned to start with these two special ammunitions with outstanding armor-breaking capabilities to shatter the General's sickle crab's carapace and reduce its defensive capabilities. If possible, it would be best to break a few more legs to slow down its speed.

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The second batch of ammunition was for decisive battles. Like many crustaceans, General Sickle was weak to lightning, so he had high hopes for those electric shock bombs.

The plan seems to be perfect, and the ammunition preparation is sufficient. As long as 60 to 70% of these crossbow shells hit the general Sickle, it should be enough to kill it.

However, the real difficulty of this hunt is how to blast these ammunition into the general's face while protecting himself.

To be honest, Ancier himself was not very sure.

The only way that can be thought of at the moment is to use the terrain, but judging from the general's movement pattern of flying over cliffs and walls, it is estimated that it will be difficult to work.

——It would be great if someone could help me attract General Kamakura's attention.

Ancier inevitably had such an idea, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

"You still have to rely on yourself, huh, just take it one step at a time."

Anhil drank a bottle of cold drink and walked out of the camp alone.

After more than two hours of turbulence, Gordon, riding a small mine cart, finally arrived at the hunter camp near the underground cave.

After shouting and getting no response, Gordon was a little nervous and quickly poked his head into the tent. When he saw the neatly made beds, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Ancil spent the night here last night. Most hunters don't have the obsessive-compulsive disorder of a young man like him.

Without further ado, Gordon decided to set off immediately.

The equipment and props have been checked countless times on the minecart. As a swordsman, he doesn't really need to bring many things, but for the sake of safety, he also brings a pair of paralysis traps.

Whether it is used to create an output environment, gain an opportunity to retreat, or capture, it is excellent.

Before leaving the camp gate, Gordon thought of something and turned back.

Opening the storage box in the camp, he grinned happily at the neatly stacked groups of magazines.

Gordon, who has spent a long time with several shooters such as Oshula and Miles, knows that most shooters and hunters have the habit of returning to the camp to replenish ammunition during hunting, and Ancil is no exception.

Anyway, there is still a lot of space in the luggage, so just carry it all for him.

What if the two of them miss each other on the way and Ancil runs out of ammunition and runs back to resupply, only to find that all the magazines have been taken away?

Haha, wouldn't it be better to let this reckless guy stay in the camp and be incompetent and furious!

"Gordon, you smile very obscenely."

"What a shame! Let's go, Pork Chop! I hope that boy Ancier still has a little life left."

Gordon led Pork Chops out of the camp and headed straight for the dark cave where they had encountered General Sickle before.

It is impossible for Shogun Kamakura to stay in a cave that is not too big for several days, but each large monster has its own territory. Even if Shogun Kamakura is not in that cave, he probably will not leave the vicinity too much.

Far.

With a clear target direction, Gordon moved very quickly. After more than half an hour, he arrived at the entrance to the cave.

He did not go in immediately, but listened carefully to the formation and found no obvious movement. The sound of the ballista firing was not quiet. If there was a battle inside, it would be impossible not to hear it.

After taking a look at Pork Chop, the latter also came to the same conclusion, so he and the cat got in confidently and boldly.

The light in the cave was very dim, and it took Gordon more than ten seconds to gradually adapt. He turned his head and looked at Pig Pork's shimmering cat eyes, and said: "Pork Pork, you have good night vision, help me keep an eye on the top of the cave and the

Cave wall.

Especially in those places with heavy shadows, we don’t want to find Ansir before we are attacked first.”

"I understand, meow!" Pig Chop nodded his little head seriously, raised his face, and vigilantly observed every dark corner in the cave where monsters could hide.

There was nothing in this cave, so Gordon didn't stay long.

With the nervous pork chop, he entered the hole on the west side of the cave that was large enough for a general sickle crab to pass through, and continued to explore the depths of the ground.

However, after passing through the entrance to a smaller cave, Gordon discovered that there were several passages leading to other places. The underground caves nearby were interconnected and complex, making it a headache.

Looking at these strange natural caves in front of him, Gordon fell into deep thought.

At the entrance of each cave, there are traces of the general's passing. A series of footprints are mixed together in a mess, making it difficult to distinguish the old and the new.

How to find this damn thing?

He just chooses one and goes in, and then what? How many more caves are there waiting for him to win prizes?

"Meow?" Just when Gordon was looking at these holes and feeling helpless, Pig Chop's ears suddenly turned sideways.

Gordon immediately stopped moving and held his breath. He knew that Pork Chop might have found something.

Pork Chop listened for a while, then lay down, put his beard and ears on the ground, and felt it for a while.

"Meow! There is movement, meow, there is fighting in the southwest direction, meow!" Pig Chop jumped up, "It sounds like the sound of a ballista firing, meow!"

Gordon clenched his fists and said with a smile: "Ha! I knew that guy wouldn't be finished so easily! Pork chop, speed up!"

"Meow!"

Pork Chop, who understood the situation, took the lead to escape. It dove into the hole closest to the direction of the sound, got down on all fours and ran wildly.

The pointed little ears trembled slightly, catching the weak vibrations in the air. Although the surrounding terrain was complex, as long as the general direction was correct, the target could always be reached.

Gordon tightened the padlock on the explosive knife and chased after him.

What he was most worried about was that Ancil would be killed by General Sickle before he could catch up. Now that he had caught up, it was the big blue lobster's turn to worry!

(End of chapter)