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This action could be said to make the werewolf commander very embarrassed, but Greyback didn't care about that.

He had imitated the coldness and cruelty of his former master, the Dark Lord.

The order was: "Take a team of dogs and go over there and get rid of all the people in the house."

The secrecy spell protected Hughes' blood relatives and the manor, but there were many families in the village who were not covered by the protection.

Seeing the werewolves split up and attack other villagers, Hughes jumped anxiously.

"Dike, reorganize and hold on here, I'll deal with them."

After counting several points in the bunker area and casting several invisibility spells and defensive spells, Hughes followed.

As soon as Hughes left, the effect of the secrecy spell disappeared.

The bunker appeared again in the werewolves' sight, but because Hughes had given the field team an invisibility spell, the werewolves couldn't see the Muggles behind the bunker, which undoubtedly provoked their nerves.

At this time, the night clouds dissipated, and wisps of moonlight fell on the werewolf army.

Greyback looked up, his pupils dilated instantly and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Hahaha!"

"It's actually a full moon, kids, please transform."

"Howl for me!"

The skirt of his clothes exploded, and the already tattered clothes really turned into strips of cloth this time.

More than 200.

They were still human beings, but suddenly, they turned into giant wolves that walked upright.

Fangs, droplets, and strings, the grinning werewolf roared in the moonlight.

They waved their wolf claws wildly, and along with the captains' magic, they savagely attacked the magic shield, as if they were about to rush over and tear the air apart.

Only then did Dyke and the others realize that the handsome young man was not suffering from hysteria.

They all fell into self-doubt and denial.

"Werewolves, not an urban legend?"

"What's going on in this world?"

"Am I making a movie?"

"Well, it must be. Where is the camera? Take it out!"

"Don't joke like that, it's not funny at all."

……

Fortunately, the protective shield bought them time to recover from the shock.

Of course, the magic shield protects the agents from magical attacks, but it also blocks their 'peanuts'.

Even Dyke didn't notice it, because everyone in the field team could only hold their weapons tightly and watch, and some people began to feel fear in their hearts.

The unknown werewolf leader led a group of werewolves around the defense line and came to the gathering place of the villagers.

Looking at the houses with lights out, he said: "Work in pairs and destroy everything you see."

Imagining the Muggles wailing and screaming under the wolf's claws, the bloody scene made them extremely excited. They divided into groups to select their targets and couldn't wait to break in.

But what awaited them was the dark muzzle of the gun.

As early as after Hughes asked Wood to inform the villagers, the slightly excited villagers had already set up an ambush.

Even though they usually only herd sheep and cattle, they look like ordinary old people.

But except for the Hughes family, Carter Village is full of veterans who survived World War II. Even the villagers with outdoor surnames are their comrades in arms. They became isolated because of World War II and were invited by them after they retired.

These old people who have experienced special times especially like to remember the years.

Therefore, every household here has the habit of hiding weapons.

The poor werewolves thought they could easily complete the task while enjoying themselves.

Unexpectedly, the sound of a gunshot instantly caused a chain reaction, and every household lit up with open flames from the gun barrel.

There is no castle law, but the old people in Carter Village still have freedom of firearms, Sten submachine guns, Vickers Mark I heavy machine guns, Bren light machine guns, Lee-Enfield rifles...

Mr. Doug was the most outrageous, actually hiding a 25-pound field gun in the backyard.

When he learned about this, he was as excited as a 800-month-old child. He jumped to pull out the gun carriage, took off the camouflage on the gun mount, fixed, adjusted, aimed, and grabbed the match rope.

"Old lady, cover your ears quickly, I'm going to poop."

The MK1 2-pound artillery shell, which originally had a range of more than 25 meters, passed directly through the wall of his house and blasted a werewolf in half.

Grandma Doug, who was holding the 'Chicago Typewriter', kicked the old man to the ground, "Monkey Lixiete, that's my coffee table! You white dog poop, don't you know what aiming is?"

The two old men immediately went into the house and found cover again, their movements were jerky.

He must have been involved in street fighting a lot back then. Looking at his tactical skills, he was worthy of being a veteran who was able to walk out of the battlefield alive.

These werewolves never imagined that they were facing a group of old Muggles with guns.

Now, these veterans and their collections can be put into military museums.

But the villagers of Carter Village took good care of the village even when they were robbed.

The first battle of Sunset Red Team started like this.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Hughes, blessed by the invisibility spell, quietly reached behind the commander and cut the unsuspecting werewolf in half with a stroke of black magic.

Be clean and tidy, never talk nonsense, catch the thief first and catch the king first.

"Shen Feng has no shadow."

As a qualified Slytherin, how could he not be proud of his own dean’s magic!

The parts damaged by this spell cannot be regenerated by any means.

Although it is a reversible magic, Hughes bets that the werewolf commander does not understand its counter-spell.

After the werewolf leader was dealt with, Hughes killed the team leader several times. The remaining cannon fodder werewolf, with the help of a group of old men and women, was successfully defeated by Wood, who had an enchanted ring.

Wood: "Master, all the villagers have been notified. How is the manor?"

"Sure, with just the few manpower Deke has, I'm afraid it's going to be ruined."

Secret Service team VS werewolf army, 8 people versus more than 200 people.

Why does Hughes care about etiquette?

He rushed back without stopping.

Sure enough, the magic shield left by Hughes was shattered under the long attack of the werewolves, and Dyke and the others were also ready with guns.

The magic shield shattered and did not make a bang, but Deck added his own sound effects: "Fire!"

Click, click, click, a row of automatic rifles emitted blue fire.

Because Dyke and the others took the initiative to attack, the invisibility spell failed, and the outnumbered werewolves rushed forward and fought hand to hand.

Aurors who are familiar with werewolves know that you can despise their bloodline, but their combat power must be valued tactically.

It's not like the Werewolf Legion has never fought against Muggle armies.

Some of the werewolves among them may have participated in many human-wolf wars due to their longevity, or they may have multiple identities due to their interpersonal relationships. They are not the only ones in the werewolf army.

According to the type and birthplace of werewolves, there are several werewolf legions under the Dark Parliament.

The world is like a network that connects everyone.

Therefore, the best way to deal with modern Muggle weapons is to transform into a werewolf and withstand the attack and come forward to fight hand-to-hand. Naturally, the situation will be reversed at that time.

This can be regarded as the experience gained by the Werewolf Legion over the years.

More than 200 werewolves surrounded them like a tide. The captain-level werewolves were wearing armor spells, making Dyke's weapons useless.

A field agent wearing 'primitive tribe warrior black skin' turned to Dyke and shouted: "Boss, there are too many enemies!"

But when he lost his attention, he was hit by a quick and accurate Unforgivable Curse. He suddenly lost the ability to hold the weapon, screamed in agony, and fell to the ground.

"retreat!"

The experienced Dyke ordered.

The field of view was too wide, which meant that he was more exposed. The enemy was outnumbered, and the bunker was about to fail. He had to retreat to the house.

While fighting and retreating, two more team members were devoured by the wolves, but no one came to rescue them.

The wolves are like zombies in movies. Once they catch a living person, they bite like crazy. Red liquid sprays from their necks as high as two floors.

There was no way to rescue them in this situation, and the remaining people even began to worry about whether they would be alive tonight to see the sun tomorrow.

Thinking of this, some people's guns seemed to slow down.

"Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate on me, cheer up, and retreat to the house immediately."

As an excellent soldier and commander, Dyke could certainly feel his morale beginning to collapse.

In this situation, the individual is no longer an individual, and all the team members have turned into a machine. Once a certain part breaks down, everything waiting for them will be lost.

Unfortunately, his team members were exposed to this kind of fantasy event for the first time. A word of encouragement was of no use, and another team member was lost.

The standard eight-person field team has now been reduced by half.

It was fine when I came here, but now I can’t go back!

"Gan!"

"Huakeyou, Wood, damn bastard. I swear, if I can go back alive, I will make sure that you won't be able to see my mother for the rest of your life."

In order to vent the frustration in his chest, Deke wanted to launch all the peanuts in a shuttle.

"Xius, why don't you come back? I'm not a wizard."