The blockade operation has been going on for seven hours. During these seven hours, the military has received many instructions and many soldiers have been attacked by wolves.
The wolf was extremely powerful, with blue hair all over its body. It was two or three meters tall and looked like a small hill. It was a miniature and condensed version of the demon wolf Fenrir!
So far, seventeen soldiers and nine inspectors have been killed, three of whom were eaten alive in extremely cruel deaths.
As for the wolf, they only temporarily knew of its existence. According to the description of the surviving soldiers, the bullets did not seem to be ineffective against the monster, and the werewolf was consciously dodging the bullets fired from the rifle.
However, the soldiers' reaction speed is not as fast as that of the werewolves, so even if they shoot, they may not be able to hit the werewolves.
Within these seven hours, the military also found the place where the werewolves revived. After analyzing the pits, they basically unanimously determined that this was the place where the werewolves revived and their habitat at night.
The British military and the inspector's front-line commanders gathered together and looked at the deserted pit. These blond and blue-eyed British people fell into a brief silence.
Looking at the makeshift pit and the nearby corpses, an officer was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "It seems Chief Inspector Celt's analysis is correct. It's very likely a werewolf... Even if it's not a werewolf, it's some intelligent wolf-like monster, very likely related to the demon wolf Fenrir."
The incident of the European Demon Wolf Fenrir has only been going on for a week, so the people of Europe are naturally not so forgetful.
The moment someone sees a werewolf, it's natural for them to connect the two.
After all, Hati, the Moon-Chasing Wolf, and Skoll, the Sun-Chasing Wolf, are both related to Fenrir, so this newly appeared werewolf should also have some relationship with Fenrir, right?
"Since we've confirmed that a supernatural monster is wreaking havoc in Britain, should we immediately blockade the entire city of London and find the monster?"
The military staff officer suggested, "Furthermore, conducting such a high-profile search will inevitably arouse the curiosity of the citizens. I think we should have a sufficient excuse to prevaricate all this so that the citizens don't feel threatened."
This werewolf who can be threatened by guns is not the most terrifying thing. What is terrifying is the human heart.
They are searching like this, and sooner or later they will kill the werewolf, but once the citizens know of the werewolf's existence, they will panic and frantically buy food, causing a huge impact, affecting thousands of people and even endangering the normal operation of the country.
"We are soldiers. This kind of issue is not within our scope of consideration. It should be left to the police."
The military frontline commander spoke calmly, but at this point, he suddenly remembered something. After looking around, he asked in confusion, "Where is Sheriff Celtic?"
When the commander's voice rang out in the forest, everyone seemed to realize that Sheriff Celt had disappeared. Even the other sheriffs in the police force looked at each other, wondering where Celt had gone.
"What about Celtic?"
"have no idea."
"I think he said he needed to go to the bathroom. I asked him to go water the trees in the forest... Four armed inspectors followed him, so it should be okay, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent. The commander realized something was wrong and quickly asked, "When did this happen?!"
The sheriff being questioned seemed to realize the problem. After thinking carefully for a moment, his expression changed drastically: "It seems like... half an hour ago."
"Half an hour?!"
Everyone knows the seriousness of the matter. In this situation, even taking a shit shouldn't take half an hour, right?
Without hesitation, the commander immediately turned on the emergency communication channel on the intercom and frantically called Celtic: "Celtic, please reply if you hear me, please reply if you hear me!"
There was no response from the other end of the intercom.
Seeing this, the commander's mood plummeted. He quickly shouted, "Spread out! We must find Sheriff Celtic. We must find him alive or dead!"
Celt was the first person to discover the abnormality of the werewolf and was also the person in charge of the police operation. If Celt encountered misfortune, it would really be a shame for Britain!
All the soldiers and inspectors around began to spread out and search for Celt in the woods. About twenty minutes later, a team of soldiers found Celt and four armed inspectors.
The moment they spotted Celtic, the team leader immediately reported: "We found Sheriff Celtic, but he's not in good condition."
In the sight of the team leader, five people had collapsed in a pool of blood, and he and the team members were urgently observing the situation.
There was blood everywhere, and it was a scene of hell on earth, with internal organs scattered all over the place and broken limbs everywhere. Two armed inspectors had been torn to pieces.
The remaining three people were relatively safe. Only one fully armed inspector had his left arm bitten off. The remaining two people, including Celtic, seemed to be only injured and unconscious, and nothing was too serious.
The team leader immediately rescued Sheriff Celt and another seemingly harmless armed inspector, and found that the two had only some bites on their bodies and were not in danger of life, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The armed inspector who lost an arm...had died due to massive loss of arterial blood.
As for those two armed inspectors whose stomachs were ripped open and whose internal organs disappeared without a trace... unless the gods descend to the world, they will definitely not be saved.
Soon, the frontline commander, who received the signal from the team leader, quickly arrived at the scene. Looking at the hellish situation before him, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said slowly, "Quickly send Sheriff Celtic to the hospital! Don't waste time!"
After watching the military doctor take away Chief Celtic and another injured armed inspector, the commander shouted angrily, "Begin the operation! Within twelve hours, I want to see that monster appear before my eyes!"
Following the commander's angry order, thousands of soldiers in the area took action, and the circular blockade began to squeeze the werewolves' living space inward.
Attacking London's Senior Inspector Celt is a provocation by the werewolves to the British government!
The military commander will never allow this werewolf to continue to run rampant like this!
Various types of helicopters are searching for targets at high altitudes. The commander has made preparations. If they encounter desperate resistance from werewolves, they will block the forest and set fire to the mountain!
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