Chapter 2 Mission accomplished?
The corners of Gordon's mouth tightened as he nimbly walked through the dense forest with complex terrain.
The previous success seemed to have exhausted his luck. More than two hours had passed since he opened the camp, and he had just discovered a trace of a large wild boar passing by.
Looked up at the sky.
Although the sun has not completely set, the light is much dimmer. If you want to complete the hunt before nightfall, there is not much time left.
Night hunting is not completely impossible. Having undergone complete hunter training, I can still move freely even in the dark.
There are too many nocturnal animals and even monsters inhabiting Kexiuretsen Hill.
Compared to daytime hunting, the danger of hunting at night is undoubtedly several levels higher.
There were two choices before him at this time.
The first is to give up tracking, return to the camp immediately, and start hunting again after dawn tomorrow. Anyway, only two days have passed out of the three-day mission limit. As long as the crusade mission is completed before the end of tomorrow, there will be no problem.
The second is to continue tracking the traces of the big wild boar and complete the task as soon as possible.
Whether it was the teachings of the previous instructors or the reason in his heart, Gordon was told that returning to the camp at this time was the best choice.
But another thought was also boiling in his mind.
——What’s wrong with night hunting? Am I afraid? If you don't have any courage, how can you hunt flying dragons in the future?
Without a few seconds of hesitation, Gordon, who was at his most impulsive age, decided to be reckless!
He even made an excuse for himself in his heart:
What if I have bad luck tomorrow and fail to find a big wild boar all day long? Wouldn't the mission fail? This is not an impulsive decision, but a mature choice made after careful consideration based on the actual situation!
Having made a decision, Gordon packed up his gear, quickened his pace, and plunged into the depths of the dark and dense forest.
More than half an hour later, it was completely dark in the forest.
Due to the cover of vegetation, night always comes faster in the jungle.
Under the dim light, the branches and vines are faintly visible, the strange chirping of night owls comes near and far away, and fireflies dance sporadically like will-o'-the-wisps. Those who are more timid may scream even just standing here.
But Gordon was very excited.
At this time, he was squatting on the ground, inspecting the tracks of a large wild boar.
"The footprints are very fresh, that guy is nearby!" He twisted the soft soil on the edge of the footprints with his fingers, and Gordon couldn't help but grin.
Hunting is more than just fighting.
Intelligence collection, preparation of equipment and props, and tracking of traces are all important parts of the hunting process.
Now that the target has been discovered, he is fully confident that he can solve it neatly.
Lower your body slightly, bend your knees, put your feet almost firmly on 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 target's attention and vigilance, so as to seize the opportunity.
Gordon searched forward silently, and soon the target appeared in his sight.
This was a lone wild boar. It was not that big and its tusks were not long. It was probably a female and would be easier to deal with than the one we encountered before.
As long as you kill it, you can complete the mission, pass the assessment, and become an official hunter!
Thinking of this, Gordon's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.
The instructor's instruction that "you must observe carefully and carefully confirm the surrounding environment before starting a hunt" was thrown out of his mind.
After quickly scanning the surroundings and briefly confirming that there were no other creatures in sight, Gordon decisively began to attack.
The plan is the same as before, charge close, start with shield collision, destroy the target's balance and then launch continuous slashes to end the battle!
The young hunter is confident.
However, this time, things did not develop as he planned.
Perhaps the distance is not close enough, or it may be because the target is not eating at this time and is very vigilant.
As early as the moment he rushed out of the shadow, the big wild boar, which was "aware", turned its head towards him, and at the same time paved its hind hooves, preparing to collide.
"Tsk."
Gordon clicked his tongue during the charge. It would be fine to hit the unsuspecting big wild boar from the side, but it would be stupid to confront 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 originally charging at full speed retracted their strength.
The moment he was about to collide with the big wild boar, Gordon turned around with his feet and passed his body. While passing by the big wild boar, he slashed the latter's buttocks.
The big wild boar howled miserably and stopped.
Gordon would not miss such a good opportunity. He stepped closer and swung several knives in succession. The knives struck the big wild boar's hind legs, just to destroy its collision ability.
Unexpectedly, the big wild boar used its forelimbs to swing its head backwards, and its dagger-like fangs poked at him.
Gordon was a little surprised, but not panicked. He raised the shield on his right arm and faced him.
This is the main reason why apprentice hunters commonly use katana swords.
It is light and flexible. It is not outstanding in attack and defense, but is very balanced. In the face of unexpected situations, it can switch between offense and defense quickly and freely.
“Crack!”
The fangs collided with the bone shield. Gordon blocked the blow steadily, but the big wild boar, whose hind limbs were seriously injured, moved backwards. staggering.
Under the impact, although the right arm holding the shield was a little numb, it did not affect his subsequent offensive.
The half-meter-long hunter's knife was in his hand, as light as a feather. He could chop vertically, swing horizontally, turn around and slash, and a whole set of combos broke out instantly.
"Hmm!"
The wild boars that were stabbed one after another let out ferocious howls that echoed through the mountains and forests. Of course, Gordon would not feel sympathy for this, and he continuously waved his weapon to strike.
Until it falls completely.
Compared to the previous one, the death of this wild boar was much more miserable.
There were only a few good skins on the body with crisscross knife marks, and blood was splattered everywhere.
Gordon stood aside and gasped. Even with his outstanding physical fitness, he was really struggling under this series of all-out attacks.
Fortunately, the hunting is over.
The next step is to collect the wild boar’s tusks and bring them back to the camp.
After taking a few breaths, Gordon was about to walk towards the big wild boar carcass when his body suddenly froze.
He could feel a dangerous and malicious sight locking him.
Ignoring the big wild boar carcass beside him, Gordon suddenly turned around and looked in a certain direction, raised his arm to hold the buckler in front of him, and held the hunting knife tightly in his hand, fully alert.
The heavy breathing, the heavy footsteps that made 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 this giant tooth, Gordon couldn't help but have this thought in his mind: Is this really something that can grow naturally from a living thing?
The giant teeth are not smooth and beautiful, nor are they even in thickness, and are even asymmetrical from left to right.
But the powerful spiral pattern, which looks like a steel bar twisted by a huge machine, has a wild tension that cannot be ignored.
".Doss van Gogh." Gordon swallowed secretly.
Of course he knows this guy, the king of the big wild boar tribe, a monster named "The Fierce General" by the hunters.
——The Big Boar King. (End of chapter)