Chapter 554 Busy Construction Site

The crossbow bullet accurately hit the head of the male fire dragon, exploding a cloud of dark yellow smoke with an amazing smell and color.

"Roar!"

Stimulated by the stench, the male fire dragon shook its head desperately, and even its flying movements were affected, rising and falling.

 Hunters who were waiting to see the old guy show off his skills looked at each other.

No one expected that the first thing Miles would use would be fertilizer bullets. This kind of crossbow bullets are very uncommon. Throwing fertilizer **** are used slightly more often, but neither type is like what hunters carry with them every day. Props to carry.

 Have you even prepared this for a few hours' journey?

 Slowly loading an armor-piercing grenade into the Velociraptor heavy crossbow, the old hunter pulled the crossbow bolt and loaded it, his eyes never leaving the red flying dragon rolling and soaring among the dark clouds.

 Can't stand the stench and leave? Or launch a violent attack in anger?

 “Roar—!” The male fire dragon roared angrily, flapped its wings, and swooped towards the airship.

"Well, did you really choose to attack?" Miles locked the target with the scope, "Then we can only do it hard."

"Meow!"

 Amidst the sharp meowing of a cat, Pig Pork jumped onto the side of the ship and threw out the small props in his hand.

Two or three seconds later, a bright light erupted, and the male fire dragon flying closer and closer screamed, its body lost its balance, its wings flapped randomly, and it continued to fall downwards.

Miles seized the opportunity and fired an armor-piercing grenade.

Hunters all stuck their heads out of the side of the boat and looked down.

The fire dragon, which lost its vision under the influence of the flash bomb and was stunned by the detonated armor-piercing grenade, fell several hundred meters before barely regaining its flying posture.

Compared to the stench of the fertilizer bombs, the bright light that deprived it of vision and the attack that made it dizzy made it feel more fearful.

  The Fire Dragon realized that this was not an opponent with an empty body.

It screamed strangely and flapped its wings. Under the gaze of the hunters, it got into the clouds below and flew away into the distance.

 The crisis is resolved.

Miles put away the ballista, rubbed Pork Chop's little head, and said with a smile, "A group of high-level hunters combined are not as useful as you."

The superior hunters looked at each other awkwardly, and it was difficult to refute.

They also carry some props more or less in their prop bags, which cannot be said to be empty, but most of them are basic supplies such as recovery potions and sharpening stones, and not many carry flash bombs with them.

Even if he brought it with him, he didn't think of taking action because he "trusted" the old hunter too much.

 The result was an embarrassing situation where an old man and a cat saved a whole boat of young men and women.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Gordon could only imitate Miles, touch the pork chop, and praise it a little exaggeratedly.

Others followed suit and raised and lowered their hands around the pork chop.

　　Until more than an hour later, when the airship landed at its destination, Pig Chop’s hair was still messy.

Stepping out of the airship with a displeased expression on his face, Gordon looked around.

 After the introduction by the president's lady, they all knew that both the new village and the old village were built along the canyon, and they were at the bottom of a canyon at this time.

The ground has obviously been artificially leveled. Although there are no stone bricks or strips of stone, there are still weeds and shrubs growing in many places, which at least will not affect movement.

 The business roads in the wild basically look like this.

 The cliffs on both sides are not too high, with the highest point about thirty or forty meters. Some defenses, such as artillery emplacements, can also be seen on the top of the cliffs.

 “Where are we?” Hayata asked the doubt in her heart.

The guild member who was traveling with the upper-level hunters pointed in one direction and explained: "We are now on the Battle Street between the two city walls. When we walk around the corner over there, we can see the city wall.

 That is the second city wall of this old village, and it is also the final line of defense of the old village.

There is a large open space in front of the city wall, but it is a mess and there are many people there, so it is not convenient for the airship to land, so I would like to trouble you, but you still have to walk a little further. "

Hayata nodded slightly cautiously.

  She is not very used to the way others use honorifics to communicate with her, but others have long been used to it.

·High-level hunters belong to the high-end military force that protects human beings. It is very common for them to be respectfully called "Sir So-and-so".

Everyone walked forward together. Before they turned the corner of the naturally formed canyon, the roaring sounds of people and machinery ahead reached their ears.

"It smells like wine!" Ted licked his lips and quickened his pace.

Miles gave him a sharp look, but unfortunately he didn't see it.

As I walked around the corner, my vision suddenly opened up.

 This is a flat open space of tens of thousands of square meters, or a square.

The square is roughly olive-shaped. When they walked around the corner, they were at one end of a long section, and the other end was the city wall mentioned by the guild members.

 The city wall is very tall, with the top of the wall nearly forty meters above the ground.

The wall made of huge limestone bricks is full of mottled marks. Countless craftsmen cling to it like ants, relying on ropes and scaffolding, and seize every minute to strengthen the wall.

 In the middle of the wall, you can see two giant steel dragon guns, which are the most critical weapons of the fortress.

It's just that the condition of these two dragon-shooting guns doesn't look very good. The bodies of the guns are stained with rust, and the heads of the guns that should be shining with a sharp cold light also look a bit worn and flat.

One of the branches is still extended and seems to be faulty. Several craftsmen and engineers are hanging next to it, busy repairing it.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but frowned. He looked at the guild members who were traveling with him and asked in a low voice: "Lao Shanlong will arrive in four or five days. Haven't the preparations here been completed yet?"

The guild member smiled bitterly and said: "Master Xia Zuo, after all, it is an old fort that has been abandoned for many years. There are problems with the walls, the dragon gun, and even the underground steam boiler.

The engineering team has been working overtime for more than half a month to repair the problem. Their person in charge said that the repair work will be completed before Lao Shanlong arrives. "

"I hope so." Xia Zuo sighed in a low voice.

Everyone is trying their best, but it can only be said that Lao Shanlong's appearance this time is too sudden.

 Some people are worried, while others are careless.

After seeing something, Ted rushed out like a crazy wild boar, "Ouch!" Miles, whose face turned black, didn't even hold him back.

 Henier, whose personality is basically a female version of Ted, followed closely behind.

Gordon looked around and finally knew what attracted them.

Dozens of simple tents were set up on the edge of the square, which seemed to be a large construction site.

There were several bonfires as tall as half a man burning there. Dozens of hunters, together with the craftsmen on shift, were sitting around the bonfires, drinking, barbecuing and chatting.

 That's where the smell of wine comes from.

Not to mention Ted, Gordon was a little excited - it looked so lively there, like a bonfire party.

Noticing the eagerness of the younger guys in the team to try, Xia Zuo sighed, "Go, don't drink too much, we have business tomorrow."

"I know you can drink, but drink less." Yamos also reminded Hayata.

Gordon and the others looked at each other, and ran over laughing.

Noting their arrival, the hunters at the campfire squeezed each other to make room for Gordon and the others to sit down.

Ted, who was one step ahead, had already raised his glass and drank it while the people around him cheered.

 “Chaka, Baba, Baba.”

The little odd-faced tribe, wearing an empty wine barrel as a mask, swayed and walked around Ted.

Pork Chop, who had just sat down on a wooden box, sniffed and felt something was wrong. He jumped off the wooden box and opened the edge of the lid to take a look.

 When he found out that it was filled with artillery shells, he jumped in shock, "What the **** are you doing?!"

 The strange hunters around burst into laughter.

 (End of this chapter)