49 Dimensional Crack 6 (1/2)

”Ki….jo.”

Han fumbled his words. Kijo looked at his chest with an unbelieving face.

”Kack!”

Kijo's chest was completely punctured. Instead of calling out Kijo's name, Han immediately commenced emergency treatment. He used his hands to press down onto the chest wound. Han hurriedly transferred him into a shelter in the middle of the battle formation.

Cough, cough.

Kijo kept spewing blood from his mouth. Han roughly called out for Jose.

”Control the bleeding! His wound! $##@. How about the enemy?”

Jose used his flames to burn Kijo's wound closed. Kijo flailed in pain while groaning.

Chhhiiiiii!

The smell of his burnt flesh smoked the area.

”Wait for the enemy. We still have the assault team remaining.”

The Elu hunters slowly snuck closer using the darkness.

Elu hunters were naturally very thin and lanky. They had no whites to their eyes and a strange, creepy light seemed to reflect from them. Their ears twitched catching every little noise around themselves.

The Elu hunters immediately discovered Han's plans. They had sent the werewolves as bait to set off all the traps.

It was easy to take down a group of people who had already been significantly weakened.

The Elu hunters had mistaken the situation, as such.

Even while Han had been pushed into a defensive and inferior position, he did not dare use his last assault team. Although there had been a danger that they would all die, he firmly resolved in his heart to keep them hidden.

The assault team remained on standby for Han's commands, breathing as slowly and quietly as possible. They peered down towards the Elu hunters. The assault team was peering down with chilling, murderous eyes.

”Jose.”

Han quietly called out to Jose. The fire type psykers put their strength together to form their last fireball. As the fireball sparked, all the Elu hunters' positions became bright as day.

”Kekeke.”

The elu hunters scoffed, laughing at their feeble last attempt of survival. The fire type psykers didn't manage to injure them at all. However, the fireball had not been an attack but a source of light to locate all the enemies at once.

Swaa-swa-swa!

The assault team hiding on top of the trees jumped down and assaulted the Elu hunters all at once. The assault team moved on top of flat rocks, which Kuro controlled in place of airbeats. Their mobile tactics were as swift as the Elu hunters'.

”kaaa!”

The Elu hunters screamed. The assault team ruthlessly slaughtered all the hunters. There was no mercy in their hearts amidst the brutal war.

Tremble

The Elu hunter's body trembled before dying. There were two injured members from the assault team, but it was minor in contrast to the outcome.

”Is this the end?”

Canute leaned against a tree and quietly mumbled. The youths looked toward Kijo. Kijo was gasping for breath. His situation was urgent.

”Endure, Kijo. Don't die here.”

Kijo's throat seemed to be filled with blood and couldn't properly speak. The werewolf and elu hunters' dead bodies gave off the stench of death. The forest surrounding them was burning down and their surroundings were bright.

'We must move immediately in case there are more enemies. They will still find us dozens of kilometres away.'

Han thought in that way. He had a hard time bringing this up to his squad.

'However, if I don't speak first, who will?'

Han quietly got up. Everyone looked toward his direction. Everyone understood already. If Han had not come up with this battle formation in that brief moment, things would not have ended so smoothly. They would have probably been completely slaughtered.

”We're moving out.”

Han's words settled heavily into everyone's hearts. Everyone was completely fatigued. However, nobody said a word of complaint.

The squad members tied some spears and cloth together to make a simple stretcher. They helped Kijo on top of it and moved forward. No, they tried to move.

Aaah, oooooh!

It was a crying howl of a werewolf, the youths' faces turned rigid. They had no more strength to continue fighting. They thought this was the end of the fight, but the next stage of the battle seemed to have begun once again, causing the youths to feel more hopeless.

Reality was much more brutal than their training. They were thrown from despair to misery.

The reason the drill instructors had continued to push them without end into despair had been for this very reason. They required strength necessary to endure through the worst of worst situations.

”Collect all the javelin spears. We will be moving behind the barricade.”

Han commanded his squad roughly. The squad members followed Han's command like a reflex. Han's stern command had given the youths a bit of strength.

Aah-oooh!

The crying howl repeated. There had to be a minimum of three or four werewolves.

'There could be more than that. All the werewolves should be gathered in that area.'

They were able to thoroughly prepare for the battle and just barely killed five werewolves. If more werewolves arrive at this place, even Han didn't have another plan devised.

'What is there for me to do now?'

Han looked upwards. He hid his face from his squad members.

'A satellite?'

Han mumbled inwardly. Something shined in the sky. The shining object was speeding past quickly.

The unidentified object seemed to flash in a set interval and then paused.

”Prepare yourselves. We will do our best to stop them with our javelin spears. Assault team, get into two-man teams and take care of the injured werewolves together.”

As long as they had energy left, this plan should work just fine. However, the youths were mentally and physically at their limits.

Aaaahwooooh!

The werewolves of the forest enlarged their encirclement around them. There should be a minimum of seven werewolves. There was a delicate silence between the werewolves and squad members. There was a completely snow-white furred werewolf among the wolves.

'White Fang. They have more intelligence than your average werewolf.”