The place where the airship crashed is indeed not far away.
The last time they came here, they passed by here in order to find the two missing persons, Professor and Alva. Both Gordon and Ancil still remembered the terrain here very clearly.
After bypassing a small mountain peak and then going up a naturally rugged mountain path, in less than ten minutes, Anhil arrived at the spot where the airship crashed, a wide platform halfway up the mountain.
After scanning the surroundings and confirming that there were no monsters within sight, Anhil quickly ran towards the pile of wreckage, which was twice as broken as before.
The supplies in the cabin were turned over in a mess and scattered everywhere.
Maybe a small monster like a dog dragon has visited?
Relevant thoughts flashed through Ancier's mind, and then he threw them aside. He didn't care about the lost supplies of the airship or the presence of small monsters.
The footsteps kept coming to the wreckage of the airship's stern, which was still relatively intact.
This part of the structure is very strong. It has experienced the baptism of storms and the breath of the misty dragon, fallen from a high altitude, and been exposed to wind and sun for more than a month, and it has not completely fallen apart?
Anhil secretly praised the craftsmanship of the craftsmen who built the airship, climbed up the wreckage with hands and feet, and came to the deck.
Only the last ten square meters of the dilapidated deck were covered with cracks and damage. Moss had grown between the gaps in the boards, and a new sapling could even be seen sprouting from it.
It is estimated that these fast-growing plants will crush this last part of the remains before long.
Anhil's eyes turned to the end of the stern armor of the boat. The heavy bed crossbow, which the hunters had placed high hopes on, was still firmly fixed there and looked very complete.
Ancil jumped over the gap in the deck and came to the heavy bed crossbow.
He immediately checked the crossbow and the crossbow string. These were the two most critical parts. If any of them were seriously damaged, there was no need to think about it. He could just send a signal and let his friends find another way.
Fortunately, the crossbow made of mild steel and the crossbow string also made of metal wires survived the wind and rain during this period. Although there was some rust, they were still intact.
However, there was an obvious crack on the hardwood crossbow. If the bow was fired at full capacity, it would probably not last a few times.
Anhil didn't care about this. He didn't need to fire the crossbow many more times. It was enough to fire it once more.
After casually picking off a small mushroom growing on the crossbow, he was about to lift the crossbow handle, and then his expression suddenly froze.
its stuck.
Unwilling to be reconciled, Anhil moved the crossbow handle up and down, and then tried turning it left and right. His face suddenly turned a little dark.
I carefully inspected the two movable bearings under the lower crossbow body and on the bed crossbow base, and found that they were severely deformed. Unless great efforts were made to replace new components, they would not be able to rotate flexibly.
After two more attempts, Anhil finally confirmed that the current pitching angle of this heavy bed crossbow was only about twenty degrees, the horizontal angle was zero, and the bearing on the base was completely stuck.
You must know that when this kind of bed crossbow is in good condition, the pitch angle is close to 120 degrees, and the horizontal angle can be rotated 360 degrees at will.
Anxil is a little numb. Is this considered usable or not?
After struggling for two seconds, he gritted his teeth.
It works! Why can't it be used? As long as the restraint can be ejected, it can be used! At worst, let that guy Gordon put in some effort to guide Lan Long to the front of the bed crossbow.
By the way, where are the restraint bombs?
Ancil looked around and quickly found the restraint bullets Alva described.
It took some time to untie the messy and tangled elastic rope, coil it up, and then carefully check whether the lock between the rope and the crossbow bolt was secure.
After confirming that there was no problem, he used the creaking and barely usable winch to fully pull the crossbow string of the heavy bed crossbow. Finally, he placed the crossbow bolt with restraint bullets and completed all preparations.
"Hope it goes well." Anhir muttered, unfolded the King Tooth Cannon, and fired an armor-piercing grenade into the sky.
The armor-piercing grenade flew into the night sky, bursting into a ball of fire.
Next, there was a long wait of nearly a quarter of an hour.
Finally, the sound of rapid footsteps and howling wind came from the direction of the mountain road when he came.
Gordon, who was even more embarrassed than before, rushed out from the end of the mountain road and came to the platform, "Here he is! Here he is! Ready to launch!"
The Lanlong, which was shining with purple-red spots all over its body, followed closely behind. It kept neighing and was extremely angry. The distance between the two was less than twenty meters, and Gordon was about to be overtaken.
"You should launch quickly!" Gordon shouted.
Anhil had no choice but to respond loudly, "The shooting angle is limited, you can only shoot from the front, and the elevation angle is less than 20 degrees!"
"What are you talking about?" Gordon, who focused most of his energy on escaping and being wary of Lanlong's attack, said he didn't understand.
But Ancier didn't say these words to him.
Hilda, who followed closely behind Lan Long and came to the platform, shot several arrows in succession to help distract Lan Long's attention and said at the same time: "It means to lure Lan Long to the front of the crossbow, but it can't fly too high!"
"clear!"
Gordon realized that the heavy bed crossbow was malfunctioning, so he had no choice but to follow Hilda's instructions, gritted his teeth and ran towards the direction where the front of the bed crossbow was pointing.
However, at this time, Lanlong, who had been chasing closely behind it, suddenly stopped, hovering in mid-air, and observing its surroundings vigilantly.
——It noticed something abnormal. The purpose of the hunters' actions was too obvious. They obviously wanted to take it somewhere.
After seeing the pile of empty boat wreckage, Lan Long's suspicion became more obvious.
It wasn't going to do what the hunters expected.
The gray giant dragon hovering in the sky tilted its neck back, opened its huge mouth, and began to breathe out, preparing to completely smash the wreckage of the airship in one breath.
Without thinking, Hilda immediately threw the flashbang.
While sliding his bow to prepare for the dragon arrow, he shouted, "Gordon! Help Ancil adjust the direction!"
Gordon, who had rushed to the wreckage of the airship, looked back and saw Lanlong, who was temporarily confused due to the glare of the bright light in the sky, and immediately understood what Hilda meant.
Do you think you think too highly of me?
Gordon, who was cursing secretly in his heart, did not stop at all. He rushed to the wreckage of the airship at full speed, pressed his arms against the wreckage, roared and began to exert force.
"Drink!"
The muscles all over his body bulged together with the armor. The power of the Tyrannosaurus armor was brought into full play by him at this moment.
The steel spikes at the bottom of the boots bit deeply into the soil. Pushed by the powerful muscle force, two deep grooves were plowed into the ground under their feet.
"Ahhhh——!"
Amid the roaring roar of a beast, only a small part of the airship's wreckage, still weighing several tons, was pushed and slowly rotated.
Hilda, who shot the dragon arrow, looked at this scene and couldn't help but tremble at the corners of her eyes.
I asked you to help push the bed crossbow, but who asked you to push the airship? !
Forget it, the result is almost the same
Anhil, who held the handle of the crossbow on the bed tightly with both hands, shouted in surprise: "Come on! There's still forty degrees left! Twenty degrees! It's almost!"
The veins on Gordon's forehead were beating crazily as if they were about to burst. At this time, he couldn't listen to any words. He could only use his best strength to keep pushing!
It's now!
At the moment when the sight caught the Lanlong that was constantly coiling in the air and locked it, Ancier pulled the trigger hard.
“Buzz——!”
Amidst the wild sound of the metal crossbow string, the thick crossbow arrow with a ferocious barb turned into an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, it spanned a space of only tens of meters and shot through the main fin on the back of the mist dragon.
The rope connecting the crossbow bolt to the wreckage of the airship was quickly released.
"Gawuwu——!"
(End of chapter)
