Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

——Desert Fin.

He had heard of this hunting group, although it didn't have a very good reputation.

Since thirty years ago, this hunting group has been active in the Great Desert and surrounding areas. They can be seen from Rexara in the north to Tangia Port in the south.

The reason why they have a bad reputation is not because they have done anything bad, but because this hunting group only hunts one kind of monster, the Sand Dragon King.

Some curious people have counted that the number of Sand Dragon Kings that died at their hands is probably more than a hundred, and the number of ordinary Sand Dragons may be over a thousand. They are truly "Sand Dragon Killers".

Some people think that these guys have been hunting Sand Dragon Kings for twenty or thirty years, and now they are almost at retirement age, but they are still hunting Sand Dragon Kings. Are they really stuck in their comfort zone and have no ambition at all?

Of course, this is just the opinion of some hunters. The guild actually appreciates hunters like them very much.

Don't cause trouble, don't act recklessly, focus on hunting one monster, become an expert, and contact them when you need to solve the sand dragon problem. It will be 100% solved properly. How great is that.

While Orlan and Asa were secretly observing, Nuri had almost finished communicating.

"We'll make some arrangements first. We'll also be applying dye balls to the Sand Dragon King. When you're attacking the Sand Dragon, pay attention to the scent of the dye balls. If you notice the Sand Dragon King approaching, evacuate as quickly as possible."

After saying this, the three old hunters prepared to leave the camp.

As they walked past Aolang and the others, the leading double-sword user glanced at Aolang's face, which looked a little too young, then turned his head and added another sentence.

"Sand dragons, like the Sand Dragon King, have weaknesses in their necks, abdomens, and backs. You can use noise to blast them out of the sand.

They're not good at walking, and focusing on their legs can force them to fall, rendering them non-threatening."

While Aolang was stunned, the three men had already walked to the entrance of the camp, and he hurriedly shouted.

“Thanks for the advice!”

The old hunters did not stop, but just waved their hands.

Chapter 14 Bait Cat

After the Desert Fins members left, Nuri waved to Orlan, Asa and Seabuckthorn.

The three of them and the cat sat together to discuss plans for follow-up actions.

Asa was the first to speak hastily. "Are they the 'Desert Fins'? The hunting group rumored to only hunt sand dragons?"

As expected, they recognized that this hunting group was quite famous in the desert area where sand dragons frequently appeared.

Orlan glanced at Asa and corrected him, "It's not 'only hunting sand dragons', it's 'focused on hunting sand dragons'."

"What's the difference?" Asa looked a little disapproving.

Nuri, the captain, keenly sensed the dissatisfaction in Orlan's tone and quickly interrupted his brother, "Of course there is a difference. That's like saying the fishing fleet only fishes in the sand sea."

"It seems so." Asa finally realized that his words just now were somewhat contemptuous.

There are more fish in the sea, so why don’t the fishing fleets go to the sea to fish?

Faced with such doubts, the people in the fishing fleet probably didn't bother to explain, and the same went for the people from Desert Fins.

"Ah, I didn't mean to look down on you just now." Asa realized this and waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm just a novice hunter who has just been promoted for less than a year. Those seniors are at least three or four star elites. How can I be in a position to look down on them?

I just remembered the rumors about them and said it casually."

"Don't say that again." Noori felt helpless about his brother's careless mouth. "Luckily you didn't say it in front of others, otherwise I wouldn't care if you got beaten up."

Asa smiled wryly, "Be careful next time, I'll definitely be careful next time!"

"Okay, let's discuss tactics." Nuri took out the map, and the eight eyes of three people and one cat gathered together.

“The Desert Fins’ predecessors have already conducted reconnaissance in advance, and their intelligence should be reliable, so our tactics will revolve around their suggestions.

After all, their mission is more important, and we, the Fortress Guerrillas, are the ones who need to cooperate." Nuri glanced at his companions.

Both Orlang and Asa expressed no objection.

"Based on the current camp's coordinates, the Sand Dragon King should be active in the area from due north to northwest. According to the habits of sand dragons, he will be accompanied by at least a few other sand dragons as guards."

"So our mission is to lead away those sand dragons for our seniors and open up a passage?" Asa, who was a little impatient, interrupted and asked.

Nuri pressed his palm towards him and said, "Don't overestimate our role in this operation. The combined level of the three of us may not be higher than that of any of those seniors.

The Sand Dragon King, including the sand dragons around him, have nothing to do with us. Our target is here."

Nuri pointed to the southwest area of ​​the camp on the map and said, "Sand dragons are quite large, and to fill their stomachs, they hunt in scattered areas.

There are shadows of sand dragons roaming in this area of ​​sand dunes. We go here, lure them one by one, and hunt them.

If everything goes well, we won't even need to get close to the area where the Sand Dragon King is to complete the mission."

"Aren't we completely useless here?" Asa muttered. "It feels like we're just here to share the rewards."

"I've said it before, the elders don't need our help." Nuri emphasized, "Except for the Sand Dragon King, there are probably ten to twenty sand dragons in this tribe.

While the predecessors were hunting the Sand Dragon King, they would also take care of a few of them, and the rest would scatter and flee after the Sand Dragon King died, leaving hidden dangers for the nearby trade routes.

What we need to do is to reduce the number of Sand Dragons before the Sand Dragon King is hunted and the Sand Dragons flee. Do you understand?"

Faced with his brother's slightly stern tone, Asa could only respond obediently, "I understand."

Aolang glanced at him and said, "It's not that we can't help at all. While the seniors are fighting the Sand Dragon King, the Sand Dragon King will summon the scattered sand dragons foraging for food back to help.

As long as we can resolve some of them in advance, or intercept some along the way, the pressure on the seniors will be reduced."

After hearing what Orlan said, Asa smiled, "You are really good at talking!"

Seabuckthorn squinted at this understanding guy and said, "You're like a little kid, meow, and you still need someone to coax you."

"Who are you calling a kid?"

After glaring at the quarreling man and cat, Nuri walked to the supply box next to the tent and took out the supplies provided by the guild.

"Five sonic boom bombs. The high-frequency noise released when detonated can blast sand dragons out from under the sand. They are also very effective against the Sand Dragon King. They are the most crucial props in this hunt.

But be careful, this thing is not very useful when the Sand Dragon is on the ground, so choose the right time and don't waste it."

Each of the three people took a sonic boom bomb, and the remaining two were given to Seabuckthorn, which would use them when the time was right.

The rest are common supplies such as emergency medicine, whetstones, and food. Of course, they will carry them with them, but if the guild provides them for free, they will naturally use the free ones first.

"The specific tactic is that the three of us will lie in ambush, and Seabuckthorn will go and lure the Sand Dragon. After the Sand Dragon is lured to the ambush location, we will use a sonic boom bomb to blow it out.

During the battle, I was at the front, while Orlan acted as a guerrilla depending on the situation, attacking the legs as suggested by our predecessors, and Asa attacked from a distance while also being on guard.

Any questions?

"No."

"No meow." Orlang Seabuckthorn shook his head together.

"The bait has no objection, so of course I have no objection either," Asa said with a smile.

"Meow——" Seabuckthorn scratched it angrily with its claws.

"Okay, stop arguing." After stopping the man and the cat from acting childishly, Nuri looked at Orlan and said, "This is the first time Orlan is working with us. Please pay attention to the range of your rifle and heavy crossbow.

Nothing else, just stay calm, check your equipment and props one last time, and then we're off."

There is a low-lying area among the undulating sand dunes, where you can vaguely see a few gray-yellow fish fins appearing and disappearing in the fine sand of the depression.

Those who have little knowledge of the desert might confuse those fins with sandfish.

But experienced hunters will know that there is another, more dangerous creature roaming in the sand pits.

Seabuckthorn tightened his acorn cat armor, lay down, stuck out his butt, and moved silently towards the depression like a leopard ambushing its prey.

When it was down to the last twenty or thirty meters, it didn't dare to move forward any further.

Sand dragons are very sensitive to vibrations. Even Elu, who was born and raised in the desert, is not sure it can get closer without being noticed.

He took out a small stone the size of a nut, weighed it in his paw, and threw it with force.

The pebble hit a dorsal fin accurately. The owner of the dorsal fin, who was originally wandering aimlessly, paused and turned his body towards this side.

The sea buckthorn was not alarmed and quietly climbed back along the same path.

The other sand dragons in the sand pit were not alarmed, but the sand dragon that was hit by the stone turned its triangular head and aimed the sensory organs on both sides of its head (Ampulla of Laurentius?) in the direction of the sea buckthorn.

It picked up a tiny vibration caused by the friction between the paw pads and the gravel.

The sand dragon, whose eyes have degenerated and has almost no vision, is not sure whether the noise is caused by prey or simply white noise caused by the wind blowing through the sand.

But no matter what, it's worth taking a closer look.

The sand dragon swayed its body like a fish, broke away from its companions, swam in the fine sand, and approached this side.

Seeing that the distance between himself and the sand dragon was getting closer and closer, Seabuckthorn remained calm. He knew very well that he had not yet left the warning range of other sand dragons in the sand pit.

If you jump up and turn around to run, you will only alarm the other sand dragons and cause greater danger.

Finally, it crawled to a place far enough away from the sand pit, and the distance between it and the sand dragon was less than ten meters.

That's almost it.

Sea buckthorn no longer lay down, but supported its body with its limbs and ran briskly.

The sand dragon finally confirmed the presence of its prey. It excitedly swung its tail and flippers, speeding up to chase the prey.

They fled and chased, moving further and further away from the sand pit where the sand dragons gathered. When they came near an inconspicuous sand dune, an inconspicuous small ball was thrown in front of it.

"Om-"

A high-frequency noise exploded, and the sand dragon that was excitedly chasing its prey a second ago suddenly jumped out of the sand with convulsions all over its body like an electrocuted fish, and lay on the ground twitching constantly.

"Aaaaa!" Asa, who was hiding on the top of the sand dune, stood up with a strange cry and raised his heavy crossbow.

Orlan and Nuri, who were lurking in the sand, rushed to the struggling sand dragon at their fastest speed.

I have to say that although the sand dragon, which is six or seven meters long, is classified as a small monster, it still looks very intimidating. Even the Yellow Speed ​​Dragon King may not be as big as this thing.

Nuri came to the head of the sand dragon, raised his large shield and lance, and took the time to glance at Orlan.

The latter's movements were without hesitation, and he was not frightened by the size of the sand dragon at all. He drew his sword in one step, and the hunter's dagger slashed fiercely on the sand dragon's hind leg, leaving a bleeding wound.

Seeing this, Nuri smiled with relief, poked the muzzle of the "Iron Knight" rifle into the sand dragon's mouth, and pulled the trigger with his finger.

"Dragon Bomb Cannon!"

"Rumble--"

As he shouted, flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and a deafening roar echoed all around.

Aolan: “.”

Chapter 15 Take the initiative

Orlan put away his weapon in silence.

The so-called dragon-strike cannon is the most powerful attack method of the gunlance weapon, without a doubt. The principle is to burst out the energy and heat accumulated in the barrel in one breath, with amazing power.

The disadvantage is that the preparation time and charging time are very long, and it cannot be used frequently.

Even the Sand Dragon King would not be able to withstand such an attack that exploded deep in its mouth. The ordinary sand dragon in front of him had its mouth blown apart the moment the dragon-hitting cannon was fired, and a bloody hole the size of a plate was blown out in its throat. It was already dead.

Asa, holding his heavy crossbow, slid down from the top of the dune in silence, "Hey, brother, I haven't even fired a shot yet?"

Aolan couldn't help but say, "I only cut once."

Nuri ejected the hot can, hissing Iron Knight's musket stuck aside. He shrugged and said, "It can't be helped. We musketeers are like this. If we don't fire a dragon cannon before starting a battle, we always feel like we're losing out."

"You bastard!" Seabuckthorn jumped up angrily and kicked Nuri in the thigh. "We were so careful to lure it here alone. What if your shot alarms the other sand dragons in the sand pit?!"

"Sorry, sorry." Nuri laughed dryly. "I was excited at the moment. I won't need the dragon cannon for the next one. No need."

"You don't want to use it, meow? You're just waiting for the gun to cool down, meow!"

"Well, that was my fault just now. Anyway, let's be careful next time and don't make too much noise." Nuri laughed dryly. "Asa, go back to the top of the dune and keep watch. We'll hurry up and peel the Aolang. Let's rest for a while."

"Be careful with the fish liver. Process it well and take it back. You can make a lot of money." Asa reminded while climbing up the sand dune.

"I know." Nuri made an "understood" gesture, "Olang, you come to peel off the scales and fins, the other things are of no value.

Leave the liver to me, I'm more familiar with this job."

"Okay." Ao Lang nodded and pulled out the knife for peeling.

The liver of the sand dragon, also known as the ichthyosaur liver, is a high-end food that gourmets and wealthy people compete to taste. If you can bring it back fresh and intact, you can make a lot of money.

But that usually requires cold storage on the fishing boat. Don't forget that they are in the hot desert and have tasks to complete. It is unlikely that they can bring back fresh food.