MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 2 mission completed?

  Chapter 2 mission completed?

  Standing nimbly through the dense forest with complex landforms, the corners of Gordon's mouth were taut.

  The previous smoothness seemed to have exhausted his good luck. It had been more than two hours since the opening of the camp, and he had just discovered a trace of a big wild boar passing by.

   looked up at the sky.

  Although the sun has not completely set, the light has dimmed a lot. If you want to finish hunting before nightfall, there is not much time left.

  Night hunting is not completely impossible. Even in the dark, he who has undergone complete hunter training can still move freely.

   There are too many nocturnal animals and even monsters living in Xiuletsen Hill.

   Compared with daytime hunting, the danger of hunting at night is undoubtedly several grades higher.

   There are two choices before him at this time.

  One is to give up tracking, return to the camp immediately, and start hunting after dawn tomorrow. Anyway, only two days have passed since the three-day mission time limit. As long as the crusade mission is completed before the end of tomorrow, there will be no problem.

  The second is to continue to track the trail of the big wild boar and complete the task as soon as possible.

   Whether it was the teachings of the past instructors or the reason in his heart, Gordon was telling Gordon that returning to the camp at this time was the best choice.

   But another thought was also boiling in his mind.

  —What about hunting at night, I will be afraid? I don't even have the guts at all, how can I hunt flying dragons in the future?

   Without hesitating for a few seconds, Gordon, who was at his most impulsive age, decided to be reckless!

  He even found an excuse for himself in his heart:

  What if you are unlucky tomorrow and fail to find a big wild boar all day, isn't the mission about to fail? I am not impulsive, but a mature choice based on the actual situation and after careful consideration!

   Gordon, who had made a decision, straightened his suit, quickened his pace, and plunged into the depths of the dark and ancient jungle.

   More than half an hour later, the forest was completely dark.

  Night always comes faster in the jungle due to the shading of vegetation.

  Under the dim light, the branches and vines are indistinct, the night owl's strange cry is near and far away, and the fireflies are scattered like will-o'-the-wisps. Those who are less timid may scream even if they just stand here.

  But Gordon is very excited.

  At this time, he was squatting on the ground, checking the footprints of a big wild boar.

   "The footprints are very fresh, that guy is nearby!" Twirling the soft soil on the edge of the footprints with his fingers, Gordon couldn't help grinning.

   Hunting is more than fighting.

  Intelligence collection, preparation of equipment and props, and tracking of traces are all important parts of the hunting process.

  Now that he has discovered the target, he has full confidence to solve it cleanly.

   Lower your body slightly, bend your knees, keep your feet almost touching the ground, and step forward alternately.

   This way of traveling is not fast, but it can avoid making noise to the greatest extent, attracting the attention and vigilance of the target, so as to seize the opportunity.

  Gordon silently searched forward, and soon, the target appeared in his sight.

   This is a single wild boar. It is not too big, and its tusks are not long. It should be a female individual. It is easier to deal with than the one I met before.

  As long as you kill it, you can complete the task, pass the assessment, and become an official hunter!

  Thinking of this, Gordon's heartbeat started to speed up uncontrollably.

  The instructor's teaching that "before hunting starts, you must carefully observe and carefully confirm the surrounding environment" was left behind by him.

   After quickly scanning the next four weeks, and simply confirming that there were no other creatures in sight, Gordon decisively launched an attack.

  The plan is the same as before, the charge is close, the shield is charged, and the target's balance is destroyed, and the continuous slash is launched to solve the battle!

  The young hunter is full of confidence.

  However, this time, things didn't go as he planned.

   Maybe the distance is not close enough, or it may be because the target is not eating at this time, and the vigilance is quite high.

  As early as the moment he rushed out of the shadows, the big wild boar turned his head, and at the same time planed his hind hooves, preparing to charge.

   "Tsk."

   Gordon clicked his tongue during the charge, and it was okay to hit the unsuspecting big wild boar from the side, but it would be stupid to face these guys face to face.

   However, failing to gain the upper hand does not mean that you are at a disadvantage, but the battle process will become a little more troublesome.

  The pace changed, and the legs that were charging at full speed received three points of force.

  At the moment when he was about to collide with the big wild boar, Gordon staggered his feet and turned around, passed his body, and while passing the big wild boar, he slashed the latter's buttocks.

  The big wild boar let out a miserable howl and stopped.

  Gordon would not let go of such a good opportunity. As he stepped closer, he swung several knives in succession, slashing at the back legs of the big wild boar, just to abolish its collision ability.

  Unexpectedly, the big wild boar exerted strength on its forelegs, swung its head back suddenly, and poked its dagger-like fangs towards him.

  Gordon was a little surprised, but not flustered. He raised the shield on his right arm and greeted him.

   This is the main reason why apprentice hunters generally use one-handed swords.

  Lightweight, flexible, not outstanding in attack and defense, but very balanced, in the face of emergencies, the switch between offense and defense is quick and easy.

   "Crack!"

  The tusks collided with the bone shield, Gordon blocked the blow firmly, but the big wild boar with a badly injured hind leg staggered backwards.

  Under the impact, although Jia Shield's right arm was a little numb, it didn't affect his next attack.

  The half-meter-long hunter's knife was in his hand, as light as a feather, he slashed vertically, swung horizontally, and slashed around, a complete set of combos erupted in an instant.

   "Hmph, oh, oh, oh!"

  The wild boars that were stabbed one after another let out a tragic howl that resounded through the mountains. Of course, Gordon would not feel sympathy for this, and he swung his weapon continuously and slashed continuously.

   until it falls down completely.

  Compared to the previous one, the death of this wild boar was much miserable.

  There are not many good skins on the knife-scarred body, and blood is spattered everywhere.

   Gordon, who was standing aside, was panting heavily. Even with his outstanding physical fitness, he was really struggling under this series of full-strength attacks.

   Fortunately, the hunt is over.

   Next, you only need to collect the tusks of the wild boar and bring them back to the camp.

   Gathering a few breaths, Gordon, who was about to walk towards the dead boar, froze suddenly.

  He could feel a dangerous and malicious sight locking him.

   Ignoring the dead boar beside him, Gordon suddenly turned around to look in a certain direction, raised his arm to put the round shield in front of him, held the hunting knife tightly in his hand, and was fully alert.

  Heavy breathing, heavy footsteps that make the ground tremble slightly, and the crackling sound of trees breaking.

  A huge black shadow slowly appeared from among the trees.

  The first thing that caught his sight was a pair of huge fangs that were thicker than the trees.

   Facing the giant fang, Gordon couldn't help thinking: Is this really something that can grow naturally from living things?

  The giant teeth are not smooth and beautiful, the thickness is not uniform, and even the left and right are asymmetrical.

  But the powerful spiral pattern, which seems to be a steel bar twisted by a huge machine, carries a wild tension that cannot be ignored.

   "Dos Van Gogh." Gordon swallowed secretly.

  Of course he knew this guy, the king of the big wild boar clan, a monster dubbed "the fierce general" by the hunters.

  —Big Wild Boar King.

  (end of this chapter)