William, who was watching everything in the villa through the Spider Robot, heard Sunday's report that the surveillance cameras in the villa had been taken care of and that there were no survivors.
He stepped on the head of Marius, who had transformed into a werewolf but whose limbs and neck were fixed to the metal floor due to the electromagnetic force of the collar.
"Tell your mad dogs to shut up and get back here. Go to the next location."
Marius, who had been stepped on by William, bled from the corner of his mouth. He was shocked by William's strength.
When he saw the portal in front of him, he roared at it with grief and indignation.
The werewolves in the villa were stunned for a few seconds before they reluctantly looked at the corpses on the ground and rushed into the portal.
When all the werewolves returned to Yellowstone Base, the bloodthirsty werewolves immediately stared at William.
Unfortunately, before they could move, a mirror dimension appeared like shattered glass.
"Mad dogs will always be mad dogs." He looked at the werewolves with disgust, their mouths full of blood.
Fierce flames erupted in the mirror dimension. Under the fearful gazes of Marius and the werewolves,
The flames seemed to come alive as they swept up the nine werewolves who had just eaten and spun fiercely.
The wind helped the fire, and in less than ten seconds, the nine werewolves were burned to ashes.
However, William stepped on Marius' head again in disgust. "This is why I never thought of you as intelligent creatures.
You're only fit to be beasts. "
After saying that, William stepped on Marius' head again in annoyance, but he lied.
"If you want to live, show me your value. Otherwise, you'll all be flushed into the sewers like the ashes on the ground."
"Awoo."
Before Marius could speak, a few angry and violent roars came from the werewolves.
William frowned and looked back. He saw a few large werewolves baring their teeth at him.
"Hehe, what do you call this? Werewolves will never be slaves? "
When he heard William's words, Marius knew he was in trouble.
Sure enough, before he could say anything, he saw William's hands emit a dazzling blue light.
Following which, the electric light entered everyone's eyes and struck several werewolves who wanted to resist.
However, this wasn't the end. The electric light followed the werewolves one by one and connected all the werewolves in the mirror dimension.
"Squeak, squeak."
Of the twenty-one werewolves that returned alive, nine were burned to ashes, while the other twelve were electrocuted to a crisp.
Unlocking the mirror dimension, William curled his lips and kicked Marius into the metal cell. He then said to Sunday, "Don't worry.
"Since they don't want to cooperate, then I'll just turn them into mad dogs. Inject the remaining werewolves with adrenaline and other things, turning them into beasts that only know how to kill."
"Oh, right."
He recalled the time when the werewolves attacked the shipyards in England and carried bomb packs.
He then said, "Make 70 lock-on bomb backpacks. It's time to let the Americans have a taste of what it's like to be bombed."
"Sir, I must remind you that werewolf attacks and werewolf bombs are two different things."
Sunday explained, "Even if it's a werewolf carrying a bomb on his back, 70 explosions can't be considered a personal grudge. It's revenge on the whole society, and the consequences and impact are too bad."
William was stunned. He thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed different. 70 explosions were somewhat anti-social and anti-human.
"Alright." William would still listen to the advice he needed. He lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "One of the remaining two masterminds is a four-star general, right?
Then make some metal armor with steel plates so that a large number of werewolves won't be destroyed in one go. "
It was just some steel plate armor, which was too easy for Sunday.
In just 20 minutes, 70 sets of armor were made. The combat robots put them on the werewolves' heads and bodies one by one.
During this time, the news of the new C1A leader being attacked and killed by werewolves was spread by the Changdao police who had rushed to the scene.
The other two senior American officials who planned the attack on the shipyards with Robert knew that Robert was attacked by werewolves in his own home.
Without much hesitation, they couldn't help but feel that an ordinary safe house wouldn't give them a sense of security at all. They hurriedly took their families to hide in the military bunker.
But before they could relax and make a few calls to contact the outside world, waves of wolf howls came from outside the base.
"Awoo, awoo."
"Why is there a pack of wolves here?"
A group of soldiers on night patrol was cautiously reporting back to the base when the pitter-patter of running sounds reached their ears from the dark night.
"Be alert."
The patrol captain didn't need to say more. The patrol members felt that something was wrong. They raised the weapons in their hands and looked around vigilantly.
The machine gunner in the Hummer's eyes blurred. He saw a little bit of metal flashing in the distance.
He instinctively raised the machine gun and swept a magazine of bullets in that direction.
"Da da da, da da da."
Dozens of bullets swept over with a few tracers. The soldiers who were facing this direction were shocked.
They saw the bullets hit the running object, followed by the sound of the bullets bouncing off or hitting the body.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack."
"Da da da, da da da."
Needless to say, the Americans' habit of covering up the danger with firepower worked.
A machine gun and a few assault rifles quickly killed a few werewolves who had lost their rationality. Even their sense of pain was stimulated by adrenaline and disappeared.
But when the soldiers who were vigilant in other directions heard the gunshots and hurriedly turned their muzzles, they didn't realize that there were werewolves rushing in the direction they had been staring at.
Once they were close, the patrol team's formation was disrupted in a few moves. What followed was undoubtedly a one-sided massacre. Feeding.
And coincidentally, after the base heard the patrol team's report, a few flares were fired into the sky after a minute or two.
The werewolves, who had lost their rationality, saw the light and the faint swaying figures. They ran toward the base without any surprise.
The werewolves who were reflected by the flares were also quickly seen by the soldiers at the base.
Gunshots rang out directly. More than ten seconds later, there was even the sound of grenades being fired.
And William, who was watching all of this through the Black Edge drone and the delta-winged high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft.
Most of the soldiers' attention was attracted by the 30 werewolves that appeared first.
With the positioning of the Black Edge drone, a portal opened in a warehouse in the base.
Thirty werewolves, who had also lost their rationality and were locked in cells, saw the warehouse through the portal.
Like a bee pupa, they rushed into the warehouse and were then attracted by the gunshots and screams.
They climbed up the warehouse, broke through the glass windows on the wall, and rushed toward the soldiers nearby.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack."
For a moment, the entire base was in chaos.
With the steel plate armor, even if the bullets pierced through the steel plate, the damage to the werewolves was already very small.
It was really too easy for the werewolves to deal with ordinary people in close range.
Biting, waving their claws, and even direct impact could make the old American soldiers lose their ability to resist.
While the base was in chaos, the werewolves outside rushed in and coordinated with them from the inside.
Many people began to think of escaping.
When a few old American officers and soldiers opened the elevator to enter the bunker, everything became logical.
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