Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

All they can do is to complete the peeling as quickly as possible, take out the ichthyosaur liver and bury it in the sand, allowing the sand to absorb the blood and excess water. If conditions permit, they can also delay corruption through smoking, salting and other methods.

As a result, a large portion of the ichthyosaur livers brought back after the mission was completed were still unfit for consumption, and the taste was much worse than fresh ones, but they could still be sold for hundreds of yuan each.

If the liver of every sand dragon could be properly processed and taken back, the income from selling the livers of the sand dragons would almost catch up with the reward for the mission.

After spending some time, the stripping work was completed. The three of them changed the location and hid again. The gold medal bait Seabuckthorn cursed and set off again.

The second sand dragon also died quickly and efficiently.

Even though Nuri did not use the dragon-killing cannon this time, he was stunned by the sonic boom bomb and was besieged by three hunters and a hunting cat who held his head down. The sand dragon still could not stand up again until his death.

After dealing with the body, Aolan looked at Seabuckthorn and asked, "Shall we continue?"

This was the first time that he personally experienced the role of his hunting partners. From the beginning of the mission until now, they had safely and easily eliminated the two sand dragons. The biggest contributor was not any of the three of them, but Seabuckthorn.

Seabuckthorn shook his head, "This trick may not work very well, meow. The sand dragons are already alert. When I brought the second sand dragon just now, the others almost followed me out.

If I try a third time, I'm afraid it won't be successful.

"How many sand dragons are left in that depression?" Nuri came over and asked.

"There should be two meows left."

"I see." Nuri looked at his two companions. "Two sand dragons, it shouldn't be a problem for the three of us to deal with them together. What do you two think?"

"That's fine!" Asa gave a thumbs up.

Aolan also nodded, "I think it's fine too."

"Hmm," Nuri pondered for a few seconds, "How about this, I'll take care of one, and you two will cooperate with each other to deal with the second one."

"Okay!" Asa agreed readily. He didn't even have time to fire a few shots before the battle was over. Now was the time to get excited.

Ao Lang then expressed a different opinion, "You two brothers are more skilled in cooperation. Why don't I take care of one end while you two seniors quickly deal with the other end, and then come help me.

I'm lightly armed and more agile. Even if I can't kill quickly, I can definitely protect myself."

Nuri frowned and thought. Putting aside other things, there was one thing that Oran said that made a lot of sense. The two brothers cooperated skillfully and there was basically no need to worry about interfering with each other.

But Orlan and Asa are different. They were shooting at a "fixed target" just now, so there was no problem. But if they were to cooperate with each other to attack a sand dragon that moves freely, there might really be an embarrassing situation where one plus one is less than two.

After hesitating for a moment, he agreed to Orlan's proposal, "My dragon bomber has finished cooling down, and we will get rid of a sand dragon as quickly as possible.

When you're fighting the other side, be careful to protect yourself and don't rush in."

"Ok."

After discussing the next battle plan, the three people and the cat approached the sand pit.

Just as Seabuckthorn said, the successive disappearances and failure to return of their companions made the sand dragons foraging in the sand pit alert.

They crawled out from under the sand and were wandering in the depression, looking around, as if waiting for their companions to return.

"There are indeed two of them, but they've emerged from under the sand. We can't use sonic bombs now." Nuri squinted his eyes, sizing up the prey in the depression. "Let's attack them head-on."

After exchanging glances with their companions, the three of them nodded in unison. The next second, they stood up together and rushed down the sand dune.

Olang, armed with light weapons, was much faster than the other two. While Nuri and Asa were still half-crouching on the slope and sliding down, he had already reached the bottom of the slope.

Taking advantage of the speed of rushing down the slope, he leaped up and slashed with his sword with all his strength, hitting one of the sand dragons on the head.

“Hiss—”

The sand dragon screamed in pain and took two steps back, shaking its bloody head, and staring at the hunter who had suddenly attacked with its dull eyes.

Although its eyesight has deteriorated, its keen perception of electric fields and vibrations allows it to accurately determine Orlan's location in an instant.

It spread its flippers, hissed, opened its shark-like mouth, and pounced.

Olang, who was well prepared, rolled over to dodge immediately, and after getting up, he accelerated to run towards the side and rear of the sand dragon.

He wanted to pull the sand dragon away as much as possible.

In addition to the sand dragon that was suddenly attacked and chopped by him, another sand dragon was also attracted by his sudden appearance. Just when the latter was about to chase him, Nuri finally arrived.

As a defender, his approach to attracting monsters is more wild and direct.

“Uoooooohhhhhhh!!!”

He raised his big shield and roared, then slammed himself and his shield into the side of the second sand dragon, knocking it staggering, while firing continuously with the rifle in his hand.

Asa also joined the battle at this time.

In order to improve the efficiency of his attack, he did not hide in the distance and snipe, but came close with a heavy crossbow.

At this time, if he used shotgun bullets to fight back, he would be beaten up by his brother, so he used normal bullets. When the distance is close enough, normal bullets can also produce a good attack effect.

Under the attack of the two, the second salon was left behind, which made Orlan feel relieved.

Next, he only needs to concentrate on dealing with the opponent in front of him.

Fight? Stall for time and wait for reinforcements from his companions? Sorry, that was just his talk.

What he really wanted to do was to kill his opponent before his two companions.

Chapter 16: Charge! Deadly combo!

He still remembered the information, or advice, given by the Desert Fin's dual-sword wielder - the Sand Dragon's weaknesses were in its neck, abdomen, and back.

As a light weapon, the one-handed sword has relatively weak destructive power. In order to cause effective damage to monsters of the size of a sand dragon or even larger, you must find its weaknesses.

The back is hit too high, and it is difficult to attack successfully unless the opponent falls to the ground. The abdomen is protected by ribs and fat layers. Although the meat is soft, it is not easy to directly damage the internal organs with the length of the hunter's dagger.

So he set his sights on the sand dragon's neck.

Orlan sped up his running, and with the advantage of his small size and high speed, he circled around the right side of the sand dragon's neck.

As a creature that has been selected and eliminated by nature, successfully reproduced in the cruel desert and even became a disaster, the sand dragon naturally does not have any obvious weaknesses.

As if aware of the hunter's purpose, its head also turned with the hunter, and its flat and wide triangular head blocked most of the hunter's attack angles.

Orlan did not give up. When the sand dragon's neck turned almost 90 degrees, its feet with fins and webbed feet began to move, driving its body to turn in the direction he was going.

Orlan suddenly stopped and turned back, rushing straight towards the sand dragon's left neck, which was completely exposed outside the protection of its triangular head due to its twisted neck.

The sand dragon didn't have time to turn around, and in the blink of an eye he was close to him.

Orlan rushed forward and slashed with his blade, successfully leaving a bloody wound on the left side of the sand dragon's neck.

The sand dragon's counterattack followed immediately. With the rotation of its flexible cervical vertebrae, the triangular head swept towards him like a shovel.

If you are hit by this blow, you may not be cut in half, but you may be thrown back, break some bones, or even lose your combat ability on the spot.

Fortunately, Orlan was prepared. Just before the sand dragon's head swung across, he put his arm shield in front of him, took a step back and jumped, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The sand dragon's rough skin scraped against his shield, leaving a scratch like a rasp.

Without even a hint of hesitation, Orlan jumped back and landed on the ground. His feet were like springs, and his muscles and Achilles tendons were tightened by inertia. The next moment, he leaped forward again.

It's now!

The sand dragon swung its head and swept across, almost bringing the right side of its neck to the front of Orlan's sword. Seizing this fleeting flaw, Orlan swung his sword for the second time.

Leap forward and slash!

The timing was perfect, and with the force of the forward leap, this sword cut much deeper than the previous ordinary slash.

After the sword blade broke through the scales and cut through the muscles, it even felt hard, which meant that the tip of the sword touched the sand dragon's cervical vertebra for a moment.

The sand dragon let out a terrible howl and staggered back half a step.

According to Orlan's usual habit, he should have immediately taken advantage of the situation to pursue the opponent at this time. However, under the strange influence of the previous attack rhythm, he did not draw his sword immediately. Instead, he pulled his arms back, tightened his core, and accumulated strength.

In theory, these are two completely different techniques from the greatsword's charged slash. The so-called charging of the one-handed sword is more like a rhythm control.

But at this moment, with Orlan's unconscious coordination, the greatsword's power-accumulating technique of gathering all the strength in the body was incorporated into it.

Because the one-handed sword was too light and small, it was difficult to completely "suppress" this force. In just a second, he felt that this force was about to escape from his control.

"Drink!"

With a low growl, he released his attack.

The first thing he swung was not the sword in his left hand, but the shield on his right arm.

The shield swung like a hammer, hitting the tip of the sand dragon's nose, knocking its head to the side, followed by the charged left-hand sword.

Although the one-handed sword was known for its dexterity, he swung it with such force and power that the sword almost directly cut off the shovel-shaped sensor organ on the side of the sand dragon's head.

The attack is not over yet.

As he turned his waist, the sword blade slashed back, and the shield on his right arm followed the momentum of the sword and attacked again. Like an uppercut, it hit the sand dragon's jaw from bottom to top, causing its head to tilt back.

The vital part of the throat was thus exposed to Orlan.

There was no need for any hesitation or doubt, and the final horizontal slash slashed across the sand dragon's throat.

The gushing blood took away the last of the sand dragon's strength, and it could no longer even make a wailing sound. Its huge body, comparable to that of a herbivorous dragon, collapsed to the ground.

Deadly combo!

After finishing the battle, Orlan adjusted his breathing.

This was the first time he successfully performed a complete and fatal combo in actual combat. He even incorporated some greatsword charging techniques into the process, making the power of this combo even greater.

The feeling of doing it all in one go is quite amazing.

"Boom!"

On the other side, with the unique loud noise of the dragon-strike cannon, another sand dragon with a large charred hole in its chest also fell to the ground.

Orlan subconsciously turned his head to look over there, and Nuri and Asa also looked at this place in a daze.

From the time the three launched the attack to now, less than half a minute has passed.

In order to support Orlan as quickly as possible, Nuri and Asa used all their means. They thought they were fast enough, and Nuri even used the dragon-hitting cannon that had just finished cooling down.

But they never expected that Orlan, who was using a one-handed sword that was not known for its power, would end the battle several seconds faster than the combined attack of their two heavy weapons.

"This is fucking ridiculous!" Asa blurted out after a brief moment of shock. "How did you do that? Could it be that your Hunter Dagger is actually a high-level weapon that looks like a Hunter Dagger?"

Even though they had already confirmed that Orlan's weapon was the most common and basic mineral-based blade, at this moment they still couldn't help but wonder if they had made a mistake before.

"Lucky." Orlan wiped the blood off the blade and put the weapon away.

He wasn't being modest. The fact that he was able to successfully perform a fatal combo in the previous battle, and it was a charged and enhanced fatal combo, did have a lot of luck and coincidence involved.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be able to kill a sand dragon with just one combo.

Thinking of this, he drew his weapon again and practiced it back and forth. While the feeling was still there, he tried to use his brain and body to remember that feeling.

If he could master this move, it might become his "trump card" for a long time to come.

"Damn it, I'm still pretending for you!" Asa folded up his heavy crossbow and walked over with a curse.

Nuri, who was calmer and more experienced, kept his gaze on the corpse of the sand dragon in front of Orlan for a long time.

There were only four or five wounds in total, all concentrated on the sand dragon's neck and head. Not a single wound was "ineffective" and every wound penetrated deep into the vital parts.

These cannot be explained by "luck", at least he doesn't think so.

After taking a deep look at Orlan who was looking down at something in thought, Nuri had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.

This youngest newcomer in the guerrilla team will probably grow up to be a big shot in the future.

Pulling his younger brother, who was laughing beside Orlan, over, Nuri whispered, "Don't disturb him. Orlan must have gained some experience from the battle just now.

Seabuckthorn, you go to the higher ground and keep watch, and we two will hurry and pick the fruits."

"Oh ok!"

When Orlan came back to his senses from his thoughts, Nuri and his team had almost finished their stripping work.

He hurried over to help, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Nuri waved his hands. "It's a good thing to gain some insights during battle. How are you? How do you feel?"

Aolan pondered, "That's not easy to say. If the situation allows, could you let me deal with the last sand dragon?"

"Row."

Chapter 17: Always Take Risks

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