A huge fleet of sandy boats sailed on the sand sea at high speed.
Gordon and others riding on the Fengshan Maru finally understood the power of this ancient dragon-attacking ship.
It is clearly several times the size of an ordinary sand ship, dozens of times its weight, and has a large number of weapons, baggage, and passengers.
But when its sails were fully deployed, its speed was no slower than those light sand boats, and it was even faster.
Only at this speed can it be possible to keep up with the Fengshan Dragon that lives and swims in the sand sea.
"boom!"
A huge cannonball whizzed past dozens of meters away from the abandoned sand boat that was serving as a target ship, and finally landed on the sand, exploding into large pieces of iron and sparks.
"Not bad, not bad, now you have almost mastered the use of this kind of artillery!"
The captain of the ship was very satisfied with Gordon's progress. "Although the accuracy is not very good, Fengshanlong is huge, so accuracy is not critical when shooting at close range."
"It's my turn!"
Gordon got out of the way, and Hayata staggered over with a huge cannonball in his arms.
Putting the cannonball into the automatically ejected breech, pushing it in hard and closing it, Hayata pushed the heavy barrel of the cannon and began to take aim.
The people around him consciously covered their ears, and Hayata pulled the match rope hard.
"Boom!"
It's different from Gordon's ridiculously accurate shot that was dozens of meters away and missed by dozens of meters.
The shell fired by Hayata sliced through the stern of the target ship, biting off a large piece of the hull, and then exploded in the distance.
For artillery that is not known for its accuracy, this can be regarded as an accurate hit.
"Haha, awesome! Hayata, why don't you stop being a hunter and come to our Mineyama Maru to be a gunner?" the captain of the ship teased with a smile.
The real gunner on the side couldn't help but praise, "This accuracy is much better than mine!"
"It's just good luck." Hayata rubbed her hands in embarrassment.
This is not modesty.
The use of artillery is a very complicated knowledge. If it can be mastered easily, it will not be said that it is difficult to train gunners.
"I want to try it too! Let me try it, meow!"
Porkchop struggled to carry a large cannonball that was much heavier than his whole cat, put it into the breech block, closed the gun door, and pulled the match rope.
"boom!"
The cannonball drew a high arc and flew far, far away.
Gordon laughed happily, "How could anyone be worse than me? Hahahaha!"
Pig Chop jumped on his feet and defended, "The cannon is too big, meow! It's not convenient for me to adjust the cannon body to point meow!"
The captain of the ship said cheerfully: "Pork Chop is right. It is too difficult for Ellu to fire the cannon alone. Pork Chop might as well try the heavy-duty crossbow.
As for Gordon, he would just be responsible for carrying the shells for Hayata. "
Gordon: "."
All joking aside, regarding the use of the heavy bed crossbow, the captain still taught the two of them meticulously.
Compared with artillery that is not easy to control, an ancient and mature weapon like the heavy bed crossbow is much easier to use.
Just use the winch to open the crossbow, then put the heavy crossbow arrow like a giant steel chisel on it, aim at three dots and one line, and pull the trigger.
If it is in a stationary state, the heavy bed crossbow will basically hit where it hits, and it is very accurate. However, if it is placed on a high-speed sand boat or a dragon boat, it is necessary to calculate the lead time carefully.
Boat speed, target speed, and wind speed must all be taken into consideration, which is very demanding.
Gordon believed that Ancil would do a good job if he were here. The latter, who was proficient in heavy crossbow sniping, was very familiar with all this.
However, what he didn't expect was that he himself did a good job in this regard.
It is different from artillery which has expensive shells and is gone once it explodes.
The heavy bed crossbow's crossbow arrows can be easily recovered after being shot into the soft sand, so the captain generously allowed them to practice as they pleased.
After dozens of test firings, Gordon has been able to basically hit the target ship every time, which is an amazing achievement.
It is much better than Hayata, who has a target accuracy of about 50%, and the pork chops that are shooting all over the sky.
Pig Chop, who was lifted from the shooting position by the captain of the ship, returned to the cabin angrily. Its talent was not here, so it was better to tinker with explosives.
Get some super big bomb barrels and blow them up when the time comes, Meow Meow!
The wind and sand blew all day long on the sand boat.
Hayata, whose face, gaps in her equipment, hair, and even her underwear were filled with sand, took a comfortable hot bath after returning to the hunter's cabin.
Before actually coming to Lockark, it was really hard to imagine that in the middle of the desert, one could actually have such luxurious access to water.
She was mentally prepared for not taking a shower for a month, which was extremely scary for a girl.
Thank you to the giant rock platform, thank you to the central lake, and thank you to the magical dragon tooth in the center of the lake, which is said to make the lake water never dry up.
According to Cessna, it was a giant Fengshan dragon in ancient times. The teeth left behind when it hit the giant rock platform were nearly a hundred meters long.
How huge is that mountain dragon? unimaginable.
Hayata closed her eyes and thought. The warm water made her feel drowsy.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"babble!"
Hayata, who was awakened, sat up suddenly.
Could it be that Senior Gordon has something to do with him?
Hayata shouted "Wait a minute, here we come!" while hurriedly climbing out of the bathtub, drying herself and getting dressed. She didn't have time to care about her wet hair, so she wrapped a towel on her head and walked to open the door.
Opening the door, Hayata looked up out of habit, but there was no one there.
"Huh?"
Did you wait too long and go back first?
"Meow——, I'm very sorry, Miss Hayata, for disturbing meow." A familiar meow came from below.
Hayata looked down in surprise and saw two El cats, one big and one small.
"Are you, Dianthus?"
Hayata recognized the slightly larger silver Elu wearing the uniform of the Tourism Association.
When they first arrived in Lockark, it was this little tour guide named Ellu who led them around and learned about this desert city.
"Miss Hayata, do you still remember Dianthus?" Dianthus was a little surprised.
"Of course~."
Hayata knelt down and looked at the two Ellu, "And this little guy, is it?"
Pulled by Dianthus, Pandan, who was timidly hiding behind her sister, stood in front with a trembling beard. It first bowed vigorously to Hayata.
"Hello, Mr. Hunter, my name is Xiangnan Meow!"
"Dialect is out, meow!" Shizhu reminded her in a low voice behind her sister.
"Hey! I'm sorry, my name is Xianglan!" Silver-gradient little Ailu tried to stand up, and the tip of his trembling tail showed his inner unrest.
"It's okay, it's okay. I remember that you seemed to be the one who followed the transport team back then?"
"It's meow!"
Dianthus also bowed to express his thanks, "Xianglan is my sister Meow. She followed the transport team from Balubare to find me, but she met the monster Meow.
Thank you very much Miss Hayata and your companions for your helping hand! "
"It's just what I should do, just like you, Dianthus, guide tourists."
Hayata rubbed the heads of the two Ellu, and the feel of the furry hands made her feel happy both physically and mentally.
Shizhu wanted to say something else, to lay the groundwork, but Xianglan suddenly straightened up and meowed, as if her courage had been squeezed out by Hayata.
"Lord Hayata! Your appearance in fighting against the Diegalosaurus alone makes me yearn for it! I want to follow you and become a hunting cat!"
"Eh?"
(There is another chapter tonight
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