The fierce sounds coming through the earpieces meant the other squads had also encountered werewolves.
Squad One used the corridor to its advantage, taking down one werewolf after another. When the fourth werewolf fell, the remaining three howled and turned to run.
Corporal Gene watched their retreating backs coldly. "Don't pursue them. It could be a trap."
He stepped up to the shattered window, put on his thermal imager, and scanned the factory.
Sure enough, every squad was locked in fierce combat with werewolves. The building they occupied had an excellent view and was ideal for setting up a sniping position.
"Beck, Jensen, switch to sniper mode and support the other squads. Everyone else, cover them!"
Beck and Jensen pushed the bodies of their Dominator Pistols, extending them to rifle length. The muzzles, glowing with a deep blue light, lengthened along with them.
The two took positions at windows on opposite sides of the corridor and began supporting the other squads.
The thin beams had tremendous penetrating power, suffering no reduction even when they punched through walls.
There was no doubt that the MAST-MA Unit had firmly gained the upper hand.
It was not as though the werewolves had never seen modern Muggle weapons before. Those metal bullets did not hurt them at all, so from the start, they had underestimated the Dominator Pistols' power.
But they still retained some reason. Gradually, they began actively avoiding vital areas.
"Awwoo—" The piercing howl seemed to convey some sort of signal. The werewolves actually abandoned the fight and ran toward a dim factory building.
Corporal Gene saw clearly through the thermal imager that there was an exceptionally conspicuous heat source inside. He was enormous, larger than all the werewolves running in and kneeling on the ground.
Clearly, the one inside the factory