Chapter 131 Emergency Rescue

After landing, Gordon and Ancier walked quickly.

Time is life now. If you arrive a step earlier or a step later, the results may be completely different.

However, the wetland with soft soil and puddles is not a good place for running. Even with the wetland traveling skills "stealing" from Oshura, it still seems not fast enough at this time.

After thinking for a moment, Gordon said: "Pig Chop, you go first and bring a few bottles of recovery medicine, and we will follow your footsteps."

 “Yes, meow!” After receiving the healing medicine, Zhupa landed on all fours, and his speed suddenly increased.

The Ellu clan, who are light and agile, can move quickly without being affected even in the swamp. Coupled with Pork Chops' excellent reconnaissance and search skills, they are very suitable for search and rescue work.

Gordon believes that without the two big "burdens" of him and Ancil, Pork Chop can find the hunter in distress faster.

that's the truth.

Not long after entering the general area where the flares were previously recorded, Pig Chop smelled a strong smell of blood. Following this smell, it quickly found the poisonous bird with scars all over its body.

The wounds on the poisonous monster bird are very fresh, and many of them are still bleeding. It is obvious that this is the guy who fought with the hunter who died.

 Lurking in the grass, silently watching the poisonous monster bird leave, Pig Chop ran to the footprints left by the poisonous monster bird.

Unlike volcanic areas with hard ground, large monsters will inevitably leave footprints when moving between wetlands. Pig Chop followed the series of footprints in reverse direction. A few minutes later, it came to the final place where the poisonous monster bird and the hunter fought.

 The footprints here are very confusing, and it can be seen that the battle is fierce.

Pork Chop spent some more time before he finally sorted out the footprints and found a series of human footprints that were obviously one deep and one shallow.

At this stage of the search, the target could be said to be close at hand. The pig tightened his tight-fitting equipment and ran wildly in the direction of the series of footprints.

Eli's consciousness was blurred as he huddled in the crevices of the rocks.

He really wanted to take a final gamble, climb out from the cracks in the rocks, and walk towards the camp. Even if he would almost certainly encounter monsters like Red Velociraptor on the way and be buried in the beast's mouth, it would still be better than slowly dying like this now. Waiting to die.

 But he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

To be fooled by a monster pretending to be dead, we are really not a qualified hunter. She has been waiting for me after wasting away for so long. She is not a good husband or a good lover. She cannot accompany her daughter to grow up, let alone What a good father.

While laughing at himself and recalling everything in the past, the pain seemed to have left his body, and when the running lights began in his mind, a pair of furry little paws slapped Eli on the face.

At the same time, there was a sharp and anxious meow: "Meow! You can't sleep on it, meow! If you sleep on it, you'll be gone, meow!"

Eli opened his eyes drowsily, and a dark cat face almost reached his nose.

 “Ai Ailu?”

Eli, who had regained some consciousness, said with a confused face. As his dilated pupils slowly focused, he finally saw the armor on the visitor clearly.

 “Hunting cats?!”

“The internal injuries are serious, stop talking, meow! Drink this quickly, meow!” Pig Chop opened the cap of a bottle of recovery medicine G and slowly poured it into Eli’s mouth.

Eli gradually regained consciousness and swallowed. As the medicine entered his body, the severe pain in his chest, ribs and leg fractures rushed into his brain again, making him grimace in pain.

 But he laughed hoarsely.

"Hahaha"

The pain was better than losing consciousness. He knew that this meant that he was brought back from the brink of death.

“Don’t move, meow! Lie down a little, and I’ll help you reset your ribs and leg bones a little bit, meow.”

Pork Chop did not rush to give Eli a second bottle of medicine, but helped him deal with the broken bones first. At least he could not let the broken ribs continue to poke into his lungs, otherwise no matter how much medicine he drank, it would be useless.

 Eli is a man of good deeds.

He could feel that the hunting cat that saved his life was quite good at dealing with injuries.

"I am Eli, a three-star dual-sword wielder." Feeling that his cold limbs gradually regained some warmth under the effect of the recovery medicine, Eli said softly: "How should I be called?"

 “I’m here, Pig Chop Meow.”

“Mr. Pork Chop, you saved my life. I really don’t know how to thank you.”

“That’s right, Gordon said. Hunters can’t survive in this world if they don’t help each other.”

 “Someone is calling me?”

Suddenly, a head poked through the cracks in the rocks. It was Gordon who had just arrived. He looked at Eli's bloodless face and said with a smile:

"As long as you're alive, Pig Chop, take good care of this gentleman. Your opponent is the poisonous monster bird, right? Anhil and I will kill it first, so as not to cause trouble for a while."

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Gordon." Eli raised his head with some difficulty and said, "Please also note that this poisonous monster bird is very cunning and can even cheat death. I was seriously injured after being deceived by it.

However, I have already destroyed the light emitter on its head, so there is no need to worry about it using flash attacks. "

Gordon gave a thumbs up when he heard this, "Roger that!"

 After saying that, he left.

Eli relaxed completely. He noticed that Gordon's armor was a strange bird suit, which meant that the opponent was at least a three-star hunter. Plus, there were companions accompanying him, so he should have no problem dealing with a seriously injured poisonous strange bird.

He took a few breaths. He could feel his weakness, and the severe pain in his chest and ribs made his vision go black. In order to distract his attention and ease the pain, he spoke softly:

“Mr. Pork Chop, do you like fish?”

"Meow!?"

Pork Chop, who was pressing and pressing Eli's fractured bone and adjusting the bone joint, subconsciously raised his ears.

 “The fish cooked by my wife is excellent, and you will definitely like it when served with pancakes.”

 “Meow?! It’s crooked! Don’t talk anymore, meow!”

"Ha ha."

Outside the stone crevice, Gordon and Ancil were ready for hunting.

 “How is he? Is he okay?” Anhir asked.

“The injury was not serious, it seemed that he had injured a lung lobe, blood was vomited all over his body, and his leg was broken. If the pork chop hadn’t come quickly, he might not have been able to hold us over.

Now that the injury is stable, if you take a good rest, there should be no serious sequelae. "Gordon suppressed the smile on his face and replied.

“That’s good, let’s deal with the poisonous bird first, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome if it flies away later.”

“Well, do you have enough ammunition with you?”

Anhir patted the full magazine on his armed belt and said, "That's enough. It's enough to hunt one more."

 Gordon said "ha".

Ever since the time when General Sickle, this guy will bring plenty of ammunition even if he goes to mine. Maybe this can be regarded as some kind of psychological shadow.

“By the way, the hunter reminded us that this poisonous monster bird will cheat its death, so let’s pay attention.”

"Fake death?" Ancier repeated in surprise, "I have heard similar rumors, and I thought they were joking at the time."

“So, if it falls down in a while,” Gordon stroked the hilt of the sword behind his shoulder and grinned.

Anhir also sneered and said, "I'll reward it with a few armor-piercing grenades to make the lie come true."

 (End of this chapter)