Chapter 279: Tamra and Gurkha (2)
Ratatatata!
Pukeok!
“Kieeek!”
The first Volax finally succumbed under the onslaught of bullets fired by the Gurkhas. Han-Yeol used Demon Eyes to examine the creature, confirming its demise despite some residual mana within its body.
‘Whew~ That's quite impressive,’ Han-Yeol whistled in thought.
The UB-001 might be a decent rifle, but ultimately, it was just a firearm. It would have been impossible for the Gurkhas, ordinary people, to defeat a mana-protected monster with regular guns. However, their ingenuity in splitting into three groups and maintaining a continuous barrage of fire at the Volaxes allowed them to vanquish the lowest-ranking monsters.
Of course, it would have been easier if they had an RPG-7 with them.
"Two more targets neutralized!"
"Alright! Keep up the fire!"
Out of the initial thirty, only eleven Volaxes remained. Fifteen of the creatures lay lifeless on the ground, while four had fallen to the Gurkhas' bullets.
Then, the captain of the first group signaled with their hand and shouted, "Focus fire!"
The Gurkhas pulled their triggers, emptying their magazines as they unleashed a torrent of bullets at the monsters.
Ratatata!
“Kieeeeek!”
The Gurkha raid party showcased a tactical masterclass that thoroughly impressed Han-Yeol.
‘Wow... They managed to eliminate all thirty without needing my assistance?’ Han-Yeol shook his head in disbelief as he witnessed the incredible results achieved by the right weapon in skillful hands.
“Ceasefire!”
“All units, ceasefire!”
Seuk...
Each captain issued the order to cease fire, and only then did the Gurkhas lower their guns. The anxiety they had experienced was evident in the sweat and marks on their faces, a result of gripping the rifle butt too tightly.
“Phew... We’re alive...”
“It’s a relief we made it...”
They appeared to be more relieved than joyful after their victory.
They had trained relentlessly for this moment, but their training had been limited to humans; they had never faced real monsters before. No amount of preparation could have fully readied them for this new challenge. Their only motivation was the hope of awakening as Hunters, but they quickly realized that it wouldn't be that easy.
"Monsters are no laughing matter..."
"I agree. We fired so many rounds at them, but we barely pulled through..."
"I think we should have brought a three-hundred-round machine gun instead of a thirty-round rifle if we knew it'd be like this..."
"You're right. Maybe if each group had two machine guns instead of all thirty of us with rifles, it would've been much easier to handle these monsters."
"I think so too."
Two of the groups took a break while the third, the most rested, began extracting mana stones from the fallen Volaxes. Han-Yeol didn't need to instruct them on how to do it, as they had practiced extracting mana stones from animals many times. While they worked, the resting groups didn't idle or chat; they discussed their observations from the battle with the Volaxes and explored ways to hunt more efficiently.
‘Wow? These guys are quite the battle freaks too,’ Han-Yeol thought as he was quite impressed by the Gurkhas’ dedication.
This elite group approached their profession with great seriousness, as it was one of the few paths available to them to escape poverty. The competition to become a Gurkha was intense, requiring both physical and mental fortitude.
The Gurkhas represented the cream of the crop among Nepalese, so it was natural that a few geniuses would emerge among them.
Han-Yeol could already envision a bright future for the Gurkhas; once they awakened as Hunters, they would undoubtedly become the elite of the elite.
Puuuk! Sukeok!
The group not resting diligently worked on slicing through the monster corpses with their Kukri knives, a symbol of the Gurkhas.
Han-Yeol was well-acquainted with this dagger, thinking, ‘That's the dagger that played a significant role during World War II and made the Gurkhas famous.’
Numerous countries had recognized the Gurkhas' bravery and had hired them for various purposes just before the dimensional gates appeared. Unfortunately, the demand for their services significantly diminished after the dimensional gates emerged.
"We've finished extracting the mana stones, Han-Yeol, Hunter-nim," one of them reported.
"Hmm? Ah, good job. Each of you can keep one mana stone as a backup," Han-Yeol replied nonchalantly.
“Hah!”
The Volaxes and their mana stones were essentially worthless to Han-Yeol. Some might say that many small things could add up to something significant, but Han-Yeol had already accumulated substantial wealth, rendering these mana stones inconsequential to his net worth.
Moreover, it would seem quite comical for someone like him to covet these mana stones.
‘It's not as if I'm Weed or something,’ Han-Yeol suddenly recalled the protagonist of a fantasy novel he had enjoyed reading.
In any case, that matter was concluded as the Gurkha raid party prepared to resume their hunt.
***
Ratatata!
“Kieeeek...!”
“Ceasefire!”
The scale of the hunt increased by ten to twenty times once Han-Yeol got involved.
Not wanting to waste time, he summoned Mavors and Balrog to attract as many Volaxes as possible toward the Gurkha raid party.
Pshhht!
The Gurkhas had been firing almost non-stop, causing their gun barrels to become piping hot, with smoke rising from the tips.
“Ack! That’s hot!” one of the Gurkhas touched the gun barrel out of curiosity and ended up screaming.
“Haha!”
Yoo-Bi had done her best to insulate the gun barrel, but it appeared it wasn't sufficient for the Gurkhas.
‘They look like a swarm of Zerglings,’ Han-Yeol thought as he gazed at the sea of blue blood and the Volaxes lying lifeless on the ground.
[Hmph! That was no fun!] Balrog scoffed and complained.
‘Hahaha... I apologize for this, Balrog-nim.’
It was true that he felt apologetic for summoning Balrog for something like this.
[You're aware that I like to fight, but did you really think I'd enjoy fighting against these weak opponents?]
‘No, definitely not, Balrog-nim.’
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