Swamp Demon Hunters

"Da da da, da da da", a four-wheeled carriage in the mud on the road speeding, carriage hanging on both sides of the dim tungsten lamps are emitting a little bit of light, at this time the woods on both sides of the road in the moonlight illumination more silent and mysterious. Three people in the carriage can only sit cross-legged in this narrow space, beside the mission is equipped with guns and ammunition and a large diesel generator, with the carriage through the potholes in the road, these equipment hit together jingling.

Among the three were an old man and two young men, the old man looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, wearing a leather cowboy hat with a worn out brim, a worn out denim undershirt, a lot of gray hair, wrinkles and scars on his face like the Grand Canyon landscape of the western United States, these were the medals of being a hunter, and it seemed that the mustache on his chin and cheeks had never been taken care of, and was slightly dirty. But as a magic hunter, it seems that you do not need to dress up how clean, I do not know which day will be dead, perhaps when death comes to be decent once, meet the righteous companions will bring your remains back, spend some silver coins to ask for a good master of the craft will be your fine sewing, dress up a bit and then into the coffin, if you meet the eyes of the people only silver, you can only admit their own bad luck, was buried in situ. Buried in situ is not bad, for fear that they do not return to run away, leaving your body lying there by the mutant dogs to eat.

However, compared with the old hunter, he was next to the two young people look more handsome, may be the reason for the light age, blonde hair in the moonlight through the window glittering, face is more delicate flesh, looks like it should have just entered the profession not long ago, it may still be the first time to go out on a mission. The old hunter is leaning against the side of the crate napping, weak and regular breathing, representing his full certainty of the mission, to banish the demon, get the bounty tokens, to go to the Amerikan Hunters Association to exchange the money back to the north of a state to buy a farm. When he first came to join the association, he said he was filled with sin and wanted to obtain forgiveness by banishing the demons and offering them to God, he might have been a soldier in Europe or a slave owner in the South, no one knew where he came from or what his name was, seeing as he was always dressed in a cowboy outfit, the people called him Old Cowboy, and so far Old Cowboy had been on the go for half of his life and felt that he had had enough, and only wanted to He realized that he had had enough, and only wanted to teach his life's work and his whole body to these two little ones, and then retired to the countryside to live out the rest of his life in peace.

"Come on dry" "drink drink drink" "ding", a group of drunken cowboys another drink, at this time there are already people powerless on the table, some people fainted on the ground, there are still people shouting "One more drink", the noisy environment makes the originally small saloon seem even more small, the fireplace flame shines on the faces of the people burning bright, the letters on the wall representing the Amerikan Hunter Association seem particularly abrupt, only the bartender at the counter in the unhurried wiping the glass, and the environment of the moment detached from it.

"Jerry, come here for a moment," only to see the bartender in halter pants waved to the tray boy who poured drinks for the crowd, the boy saw the situation broken steps jogging to the bartender whispered softly in front of the bartender "President, what are your orders?" "Send these two bottles of wine to the upstairs tables, guests single point, be careful not to fall", "good le", Jerry hands under the bottle is ready to turn away, "you say he can come back alive this time? " The bartender asked carelessly, Jerry turned back to set the bottle on the table and asked "Old Cowboy?", followed by a grin. , followed by another grin "He's lucky, he's good at what he does, and he's picked up a big order this time, who wouldn't be envious you say?" , Jerry said glancing with his eyes at the crowd of people who were falling to the left and right.

"The information is false." The bartender acted still calmly and continued softly "This time the demonic creature ran out from the depths of the swamp, the guys said it was only four meters, but it's actually seven meters, it's a very vicious guy." At this point the bartender's face couldn't help but show a wince, a cold light flickered in his eyes and then returned to normal. "Huh?" Jerry exclaimed in shock, luckily the environment was so noisy that no one noticed their conversation. "Then wouldn't the old cowboys and the others be in danger? Those darned Eurocrats." Jerry hammered the counter, full of indignation, and the bartender was silent at the moment. Although there are few true friendships inside the Hunter Association, everyone gets together only for the benefit, but the old cowboy fought for the association for many years, since the bartender remembers to work here, and after Jerry's arrival, we all get along very well, he only remembers that every time the old cowboy will be rewarded with a full harvest, even if he is seriously injured, every time, he can also make it out of the danger, except that this time, the demonic creature is too horrible, I am afraid that one old man will bring two new ones, and it will be difficult for the three of them to to fight.

"God bless!" Jerry's eyes looked straight at the Hunter Association's plaque and said darkly. "The guests should be waiting." The bartender turned to organize the assorted bottles on the wall.

The people and animals infected with the virus in the infected area are called magical creatures, magical creatures are generally divided into one star to five stars according to their height or length, and the vast majority of magical creatures attack will only cause physical damage to the human body, and with the vaccine, it is difficult to re-infect the human body through scratching and biting, and at present, the North American continent's distribution of antiviral serums and injections is basically complete, but the original infected area is very large, and the federal government used the military to blockade it, and it has been continuously infecting the human body, so it is not possible for them to be infected. After the federal army blockade, there are magical creatures constantly over the forbidden zone in the night attack on humans, to the local economic development caused by the obstacles, in order to solve this problem, the federal established the Amerikan Hunter Association, called veterans to join, but this job really finished life, in the first batch of hunters in the battle gradually sacrificed, there is no new personnel are willing to replenish, this association is also gradually towards the end of the decline.

Twenty years ago, the bartender's father, George Sr., a veteran, signed a treaty with the federal government and bought the association under his own name, and told the federal government that it could not interfere with any of the association's legal acts, and the federal government also stipulated that the association must strictly limit the number of weapons and the range of activities of the hunters, and after obtaining the federal government's consent, the hunt went on in full swing. After receiving the consent of the federation, the demon hunting operation was in full swing, and the effect was obvious, for recruiting criminals and hooligans, the federation also turned a blind eye to this kind of thing.

Association of hunters are also divided into levels, just joined, hunters for a star, with the mission to kill high-star magical creatures, their star will also be increased, accept the task and the more advanced compensation, such as in the task of hunting magical creatures, they were harmed by the magical creatures, you can go to the association to apply for a lower star, so that as far as possible to ensure their own safety, to be able to leave the life of their own bounty to spend their own savings, and A mission stipulates that a maximum of four teams to take over, a team of up to three people, the team members can come and go freely outside the mission, randomly teamed up, after the final banishment of the demons they will drop bounty tokens, get the bounty tokens is best to evacuate at the first time, after all, the association will only look at the bounty tokens to give remuneration, which is the team of demon hunters does not matter, that is to say, the identity of the hunter and the hunted in the regional class does not have a very clear boundary.

Outside the Black Swamp, a group of three people got out of the carriage, after one of the young men tied up his horse, the old man distributed the guns and ammunition, stood under the pale moonlight, and said to the quiet dark night: "Action." , then the three of them quickly checked their respective weaponry and equipment, and after confirming that there was no damage, they groped their way towards the set target point.