Chapter 941 Panic and Rage
More than a week has passed since the luring operation began.
Compared with the beginning of the luring operation, this Tyrannosaurus has obviously become smaller.
Its body length and skeleton have not changed, but the terrifying muscles that bulge like hills and break through the skin have shrunk a lot over time.
Although the overall state is still not related to the word "thin", it turns out that the Tyrannosaurus, which has not eaten for a long time, has begun to digest its own muscles under the action of super metabolism.
This should be good news.
Just like people will lose strength after being hungry for a few days.
After being hungry for a long time, the Tyrannosaurus, which has lost a lot of muscle, should have a significant decline in strength and endurance.
However, from the pursuit and guerrilla warfare these days, the hunters were surprised to find that the state of this Tyrannosaurus has indeed declined, but it is far from the weak level they expected.
On the contrary, due to the influence of hunger, the ferocity has risen several levels.
At this time, the Devil Rex had completely lost its mind and became a madman dominated by appetite. Every move revealed the madness of "only wanting to eat, not dying".
"Roar!"
Amidst the roar, the pitch-black Devil Rex leaped up and instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters. Its huge mouth, which was more than 90 degrees wide, was about to cover the hunter.
"Be careful!" A reminder came from a companion in the distance.
Maka was panting heavily while running fast.
She pushed the blue-black insect stick (electric dragon stick) in her hand to the ground, and the whole person leaped up. Then, she shot a rope to the crown of the tree above her head, and jumped vertically with the force to a branch 10 to 20 meters above the ground.
The Devil Rex bit empty air, and its mouthful of sharp teeth was firmly embedded in the tree trunk.
This was a good time to attack no matter how you looked at it, but Maka did not stop, and flexibly jumped onto the crown of another big tree along the branch, not daring to stay for a moment.
Her choice was undoubtedly correct.
The next second, with a series of teeth-grinding "crunching" sounds, the tree that required several people to hug together was bitten into two pieces by the huge mouth with amazing bite force.
The tree fell.
The Devil Rex raised its neck and swallowed the wood and wood chips in its mouth. At this time, let alone wood, even if it was a stone or a red-hot charcoal in its mouth, it would swallow it without hesitation.
The sticky and highly corrosive saliva flowed non-stop. The Devil Rex turned its head and stared at the insect stickman jumping between the treetops with its turbid scarlet eyes again.
The pursuit continued.
The person responsible for covering Maca was Gail. She slid and stopped while running between the tree shadows, aimed her crossbow at the scarred hind legs of the Devil Rex, and fired several crossbow bullets in succession.
The hungry Devil Rex seemed to feel no pain at all, and continued to move forward with a low roar, trying to catch up with the "food" that seemed to be able to be swallowed into its mouth with a little more effort.
Chase it and eat it.
This was the only thought left in its mind.
When it arrived at the gate of the Xingchen stronghold, dragging the almost falling apart cart.
Liefeng, who was pulling the cart, cried out "Woof".
After working as a laborer for more than half a month, it was emaciated.
Throwing the six half-dead acid pterosaurs to the breeder who was responsible for taking care of the pterosaurs, the three of them, a cat and a dog ran to the restaurant's mountain cat pavilion in front of the latter's ghostly eyes, ready to comfort their stomachs first.
As a result, just after sitting down and before ordering, a young clerk from the special investigation team came in a hurry.
"Captain, you are finally back. The commander-in-chief has been waiting for you for several days. Come over!"
Gordon didn't react for a while and realized that the "captain" was calling him.
Ansel on the side also frowned, "Is it urgent?"
The implication is that if it is not a particularly urgent matter, wait until we finish eating?
"It's urgent!"
"Okay." Gordon and the other two stood up helplessly.
Only Liefeng was still lying on the table, refusing to move.
Anyway, it was just a dog, and the commander-in-chief would not look for it even if he wanted to.
An Xier had to pull Liefeng's cheek and said to Zhucho: "You two eat first, help Liefeng get more meat and bones."
"Okay meow."
Gordon and the other two hurried to the headquarters. Seeing them, the commander-in-chief was relieved, "You are finally back. If it's a few days later, I will send someone to find you."
As he said, without waiting for them to ask questions, the commander-in-chief quickly told them about the appearance of the Devil Rex.
"Hayata and the others failed in their attempt to hunt? A more powerful Devil Rex individual? Are they conducting a luring operation?" Gordon's face became more and more gloomy.
"Luring operations may not be a good idea. It is indeed effective to stop the Tyrannosaurus from eating and consume its physical strength, but a Tyrannosaurus under extreme hunger is too dangerous.
I have fought against a Tyrannosaurus that was on the verge of starvation. It had no sense of pain at all. It continued to walk towards the food even with a broken leg, and it was still swallowing madly even with a broken stomach."
The commander-in-chief rubbed his forehead, "Indeed, the letters sent back by the hunters responsible for the luring operations also mentioned this. The Tyrannosaurus in a hungry state is extremely violent, and the situation seems to be more difficult."
"The luring plan was proposed by me, and I took it for granted." The director of the Ecological Research Institute sighed, "Sorry."
There are indeed records in the literature that a Tyrannosaurus under extreme hunger will lose its mind and regard eating as its only goal.
However, people who have not seen that scene with their own eyes cannot truly understand the chilling madness and persistence based on these few simple descriptions.
Scholars tried to use this obsession to lure and weaken the Tyrannosaurus, but they didn't expect that this obsession with eating itself was the biggest danger.
Gordon thought about it and was not surprised that the commander-in-chief and others would adopt this tactic that would do more harm than good.
The first batch of members of the investigation team, including the swordsmanship master and the commander-in-chief, were only in their twenties or thirties when they came to the New World.
After arriving in the New World, they had never come into contact with this kind of monster, so naturally they had no experience in hunting Tyrannosaurus, and all judgments could only be based on paper materials.
Therefore, this kind of mistake that scholars who lack practical experience often make will occur.
"Head of the special investigation team, do you think it is necessary to stop the luring operation and let the Tyrannosaurus resume eating and return to its original state?" The head of the research class asked Gordon.
The head of the research class is not an academic who specializes in literature. It is better to say that he is a person who prefers field practice.
The previous misjudgment made him more certain of this, and also made him very concerned about the opinion of Gordon, who had experience in hunting Tyrannosaurus in an extremely hungry state.
Gordon thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "No, although the luring plan is risky, the benefits are real. We have already taken the risk, and it would be a pity to give up now.
We can arrange tactics in a targeted manner, such as preparing more raw meat soaked in sleeping toxins and poison as bait, as well as trap tactics, which should be quite effective."
The commander-in-chief nodded, "The hunters responsible for the luring operation are already very tired. If possible, I hope you can complete the preparations as soon as possible and rush over.
Supplies, as well as sleeping potions for making poison baits, the material class will assist you."
"Understood."
The research class leader pushed his glasses and said to everyone, "By the way, the target this time was starved, and the name 'Angry Eater' may not be appropriate.
Since it has come all the way to the New World, how about we give it a new name?"
Gordon couldn't help but look at him. This guy really likes to tell cold jokes.
The commander-in-chief thought for a moment and said, "Fear, rage, let's call it 'Fear and Rage'."
This name is quite standard, and no one has any objections.
"Now there is another problem." Ansel raised his hand again.
He pointed at Gordon and said, "It's a distance of two or three hundred kilometers. This guy can't ride a pterosaur, and the acid pterosaur is not well trained. How can he get there quickly?"