The wolves didn't disappear completely as before, they just retreated to a certain distance and sat there, staring straight at Mindo and her people.
Don't underestimate this distance; it is exactly outside the effective range of Mindo and her team's firepower.
They seemed to sit scattered around, but in fact, they formed a watertight encirclement. For Mindo and the others to try to burst out was virtually more difficult than ascending to the heavens.
Forsythia suddenly realized: the wolves must have been afraid of Mindo and her team's firepower.
At the same time, she couldn't help but exclaim: the intelligence of these mutant wolves was simply off the charts!
Mindo had brought twelve men with her today, and now only two remained. Nearly all the others were lying on the ground with missing limbs, alongside the mangled wolves, some even still conscious, crying out "Save me, lady, save me."
