Luke suddenly remembered something and asked Sam, "Renard has been with me today, he should have the smell of me, he won't be attacked if he goes out by himself." ”

Sam thought for a moment and replied, "Wendigo usually only comes out to hunt at night, and during the day they are used to sleeping in dark corners or caves. ”

Luke then asked, "Two detectives, do you have any effective props or weapons, can you share some with me?" ”

Dean pulled out a flare gun and said, "The flare from the flare gun, once hit, can cause a lot of damage to the Wendigo. ”

Luke nodded, waiting to see the other powerhouses.

For a long time, there was no other movement from the two agents on the other side.

He asked, a little incredulously, "That's it?" ”

Sam also pulled out a flare gun from his back: "I've got one for me too." ”

Luke was speechless.

suppressed the emotion of wanting to complain and said, "What about the others? Isn't Wendigo afraid of flames? You're not going to have a flamethrower or something? Or is it an incendiary bomb? What about your FBI arsenal? ”

Hearing Luke's words, Sam and Dean glanced at each other a little awkwardly, and finally Dean spoke: "We came in too much of a hurry and didn't have time to prepare too many weapons, but don't worry, we used a flare gun to kill a Wendigo before, and it won't go wrong." ”

Luke pouted, "It's better to be so." ”

Looking at the somewhat contemptuous gaze of the high school student opposite, Rao is a veteran of countless deceptions like Brother Sam, and he also felt that his toes were about to pick out a villa. But they usually rely on stealing their credit cards for their own spending, where do they get the money to buy the equipment that Luke proposes.

What's more, they have been like this since they exorcized, and they often encounter monsters very suddenly, and they use whatever they have at hand, and they rarely think about preparing restraint measures in advance.

Sam quickly changed the subject: "You haven't had lunch yet, have you, let's go eat together." ”

......

After the meal, Renard also returned from Sean, wearing a stab-proof suit directly on his body, a coat on the outside, and a violin bag in his hand, which contained a shotgun Winchester M1897 of the same model as Luke.

Luke sent him to buy some food and groceries, and the four of them met in the warehouse next to the stadium.

Half an hour later, Renard and Brother Sam watched in amazement as Luke made six or seven improvised "Molotov cocktails" out of strips of cloth, glass bottles, gasoline, and sugar.

Luke, who had been busy for a long time, shrugged his shoulders: "This is just some simple tips learned from the Internet, don't you FBI training teach this?" ”

Dean replied like a ghost: "Why do you think the FBI will teach this?" ”

Luke gave each of the three Molotov cocktails and said, "Light the strip of cloth, aim at the Wendigo, and throw it out." The only thing to be careful about is not to throw it on your own people. ”

With the final preparations made, a few people rested in the warehouse, waiting for the sun to set and wait for Wendigo to arrive.

Halpierre never landed, hovering in the sky, alerting his loyal guards to his master.

During this time, Luke expressed great interest in the "Encyclopedia of Monsters" in Sam's possession, and tried to borrow it for a few days, or make a copy.

But the book was not so much a book as a diary full of newspaper clippings, all of which were so densely stacked that there was no way to make a copy.

And Sam says it's his father's relic and won't lend it, but he can hold it in his hand and watch it with Luke.

Renard also participated with great interest, absorbing the knowledge of these new monsters.

When doing something of interest, time often flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, an afternoon passes.

As the sun went down, the tiny text on the "Encyclopedia of Monsters" was hard to read.

Renard got up and turned on the chandelier in the warehouse, and said as he walked, "That Wendigo you guys are talking about won't..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and the door of the warehouse seemed to be slammed by something, and the chains on the door were tightened and instantly relaxed, making a "bang" sound.

Wendigo is here.

A strange smell came, and the air was filled with a fishy smell,

Several people in the warehouse held their breath.

Dean and Brother Sam each picked up a flare gun and Molotov cocktail, and Renard picked up the Winchester M1897 he had just acquired, which gave him a lot of security in his heart.

The door soon slammed into the door again, and the force exceeded its design load, and the door panel shattered into countless pieces, flying into the warehouse, accompanied by rising dust, obscuring the view of several people in the room.

Dean hurriedly fired a flare at the door, but it didn't hit the entity, and the flare flew through the door and flew onto the playground, where it began to spontaneously combust and emit a cold orange glow.

When the dust settled, Wendigo was gone.

Several people surrounded the city and waited nervously.

With a seemingly reliable "FBI agent" around him, Luke distracted himself and focused a small part of his attention on Halpierre, trying to spot Wendigo's traces with his sharp gaze.

But Wendigo has the ability to become invisible in the night, and Halpiere's keen eye finds nothing, and can only hover over and over the warehouse, trying to find any traces of the wind and grass.

Soon, Halpierre discovered an anomaly.

Luke lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand and threw it at the window diagonally above his left-hand side.

His extraordinary strength and acumen made his throws extremely accurate, and the Molotov cocktail slammed open the glass, startling the humanoid monster that was trying to break through the window.

Although Wendigo reacted quickly, she was still contaminated by the gasoline and flames produced by the instant burst of the Molotov cocktail, and on one of its thigh-like limbs, the flames burned brightly, and the combustion and adhesion effects produced by a small amount of white sugar made the flames like epiphysis.

Wendigo was unsteady on her feet, wailing and falling from the roof to the ground.

The moment the Molotov cocktail hit, Luke pulled out Winchester and ran out the door.

When he went out, Wendigo landed on the grass not far from him.

He picked up his gun and ran forward quickly.

Dean and Sam ran out after him, holding flare guns and about to aim and fire, when they saw him approaching Wendigo and reached for it.

Luke's speed was much faster than the two, Sam reached out and pulled it into the air, and quickly called out to Luke: "Don't get close, the injured Wendigo is also dangerous, let's use a flare gun." ”

Luke glanced back, completely unconvinced of Sam's words. Such a monster with infinite power, fast as flying, invulnerable and invisible, can be destroyed with just one flare?

If they really could, then Sam and Dean would have opened.