"Everyone, please guard your position and never let the werewolf escape!"
At the edge of the battlefield, Zhang Yang stood behind the trench and commanded.
Seeing the dramatic turn of events on the field, he felt anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
Although he is also a player, he is a new player for less than a week. His level is only level 3, which is the lowest among all players present. Even if he enters the game, he will only be killed instantly.
If it weren't for his many years of experience in the system, he wouldn't even be the branch director.
"There are still too few people available..."
Seeing that all ten players were blocked by a summoned creature and none of them could free their hands, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh.
The superiors gave him the title of Director of the Strange Tune in K City, but only ten players were assigned to him. How easy is it to use these ten people to manage the players in the city?
There are quite a few other ordinary team members, but these ordinary people can only play a limited role in real player battles.
Just like now, dozens of them were surrounded by the sidelines, but they could only watch ten player teammates fighting bloody battles with the werewolves, unable to help at all. The only thing that can be done is to guard the encirclement and prevent the battlefield from spreading to other places as much as possible.
The only thing he hopes now is that his own people can kill the summoned knight before the werewolf, so that they at least have a chance to stop the werewolf.
However, it turns out that what you are afraid of often comes.
The werewolf chased and slashed all the way, but no matter how nimble the unicorn was, it finally began to lose its strength. The werewolf seized the opportunity and hit the unicorn in the back with a knife.
The unicorn howled and shrank rapidly, almost becoming the size of a normal horse, and its speed slowed down visibly to the naked eye.
On the other side of the battle, the Templar Knights seemed to be in desperate situations frequently, but in fact their vitality was still very strong, and it would not be a problem to hold on for another ten minutes.
"Oops……"
Cold sweat broke out slightly on Zhang Yang's forehead, and he quietly cocked the revolver.
He has already made the quickest plan: if that doesn't work, let all the soldiers shoot and kill the werewolf and unicorn at the same time!
Although in this way, even if the mission of 'capturing the unicorn alive' fails, you can still get a unicorn corpse, which is better than getting nothing at all!
Just when Zhang Yang made this decision silently, a voice suddenly came from the intercom on his waist.
"Hey, is anyone here?"
Zhang Yang was stunned and glanced around subconsciously. All the team members were clearly gathered here. No one was using the walkie-talkie at this time. Who was talking?
"Who are you?" Zhang Yang picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.
"I am a goshawk."
"Impossible! Goshawk has been confirmed dead. Who are you?" Zhang Yang's face instantly became extremely serious.
"Haha, it doesn't really matter who I am. What's important is that I'm going to tell you two pieces of information that are very useful to you and can even turn defeat into victory."
"What information?" Zhang Yang was stunned and glanced around subconsciously.
The other party can see the battle situation here. In other words, the other party is nearby?
"First, the werewolf's weakness is his heart. If you don't damage his heart first, he will have a recovery ability comparable to that of Wolverine. No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain."
"How did you know?" Zhang Yang asked subconsciously. If this weakness were real, it would be extremely valuable.
"Second, there is a trap under the big tree in the north. You only need to lure the werewolf to the trap, which will naturally create a chance for you to kill him." The other party did not answer his question, but was minding his own business. The second piece of information was revealed.
The big tree in the north...
Zhang Yang subconsciously glanced to the north. There was indeed a very conspicuous big tree, but the surrounding environment looked ordinary, and there was really no sign of any trap.
"How to prove that your information is true?" Zhang Yang asked quickly.
"I don't need to prove it. If you still want to catch the werewolf, you can only choose to believe me, right?"
Zhang Yang was silent. Indeed, now they were forced to the edge of the cliff. At this time, someone pointed out a way for them. They had to try it no matter how uncertain they were.
"Last question, who are you?" Zhang Yang asked.
As a result, there was only a snapping sound from the other side, and the communication was immediately disconnected.
Zhang Yang was also helpless, as the other party obviously didn't want to reveal his identity.
Even though it wasn't enough, he had already vaguely guessed, could this person be the one who conquered the spider lair just now?
If he really wiped out an A-level singularity single-handedly, then this person's strength would be terrifying, and his words would be worth listening to.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield changed again.
After dragging his half-broken body away for a while, the unicorn finally lost too much blood and fell to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but was unable to get up again.
The werewolf was even more decisive and immediately rushed towards the unconscious unicorn, already holding a cloth bag in his hand.
"Quick! Fire and stop the werewolf!" Zhang Yang shouted hurriedly.
"But Captain Zhang, this will accidentally kill the unicorn!" A team member next to him quickly reminded him.
"I can't control that much anymore! Fire everyone!"
Zhang Yang shouted, took the initiative to raise the revolver and started shooting first.
The others also obeyed the order and opened fire. The hail of bullets instantly flooded the werewolf's position and set off a large fire.
But the werewolf among them made a dexterous roll. When he broke through the gunfire, he had already grabbed the unicorn's horn in his right hand and quickly stuffed it into the bag.
At this time, the werewolf had been baptized by gunfire and was covered in blood, but the wounds all over his body were recovering quickly.
Zhang Yang believed the words of the man just now and hurriedly spoke on the intercom: "Everyone, provide fire cover and force the werewolf under the big tree to the north!"
With an order, the firepower output on the scene suddenly became more focused.
No matter how strong the werewolf's resilience is, he is still a body of flesh and blood, and cannot withstand too many bullets for a long time. When he is in a hail of bullets, he instinctively flees along the weakest point of the bullet.
Running all the way to the big tree, suddenly, there was a 'pop' sound from the bottom of my feet.
The familiar sound of the trap closing made the werewolf's heart skip a beat.
However, this was not over yet. Then, dozens of sawtooth traps around him were triggered one after another, all of which bit into his legs, directly anchoring him in place.
"Nima!"
Realizing that he had been tricked, the werewolf cursed secretly, and hurriedly raised his knife and began to dismantle the traps. However, more than a dozen traps, even if they were all made of wood, were not so easy to dismantle.
What's more, the other party would never give him such a chance.
"Everyone, aim for the heart and fire with all your strength!"
The werewolf vaguely heard the command in the distance, and was even more horrified, and hurriedly raised the knife to protect his chest.
However, this level of protection was about zero. His arm was instantly blasted through by the densely covered artillery fire, and his internal organs were also hit by bullets. Under the damage to his heart, his recovery ability also began to be greatly reduced, forming a Vicious cycle.
Feeling the rapidly declining vitality, the werewolf subconsciously wanted to activate the statue for the last time, but then he thought of something and instead of taking out the statue, he pressed a transmitter button on his waist.
Then he protected the unicorn under his body, hunched over, and relied on his flesh and blood to withstand the erosion of the gunfire.
