The Attack IV

Conan

“Kill them all,” I said to the other wolves.

We zipped into the wolves, killing them without holding back. Some we threw over the mountain to face the wrath of the soldiers who ripped them to shreds with bullets.

It smelled like gunpowder while we fought. The floor was riddled with bullets of different sizes and shapes.

Ten minutes passed by and we were still fighting the rogues.

More and more rogues were climbing the mountain to help their fellow wolves.

Their numbers increased with their strength.

“Don’t give up!” I yelled, bashing the skull of a rogue open before using his body as a weapon against some of the other enemies.

The rage I felt was nothing like I had ever felt before.

I was prepared to destroy this entire civilization. They had shot against my people with explosives without asking us for reasons why we were in their space.

This was war.

While we fought, I no