[ WP ] You are a resident of a remote town with a population of around 1300 located in Russia , and have just been besieged by a large pack of 400 wolves . You must hold out until you can get assistance from the government . [ xpost from /r/todayilearned ]

I ca n't even remember when we first heart the howling. It must have been a fortnight ago, distant, usual for this time of year. Wolves are a constant worry for our small town, especially during the winter months when scavenging through our town becomes easier than hunting prey in the woods. Still, nothing that night indicated this. This, this is something else entirely. 
 
 I first knew something was wrong when old Andrei was mauled in the middle of the day while working in the logging grounds. They injured two other workers, and the only reason they got away is because the bloodthirsty beasts decided Andrei was enough. When we went back all that was left of him were a few scattered bones and tufts of hair. Fuck that's a nasty way to go. Vadim said there were about ten of them, a large pack, a bit larger than the usual ones we dealt with every now and then, but nothing extreme. That is, if you do n't count attacking three grown men in the middle of the day extreme. 
 
 Looking back at the past two weeks, that really should have been our first sign something was off, but we're a stubborn bunch. We just assumed it was a roaming pack of hungry and desperate wolves. We were a bunch of fucking fools. 
 Six days ago we spotted around forty of them, they attacked three children and their moms who were working on a farm on the village outskirts. The village leaders thought it was because they were too close to the forest and an easy meal. We were in fucking denial, we had never seen that many wolves in a pack. There was nothing left of those kids, and we sat there and did nothing. 
 
 In two days the pack doubled, and we lost at least another thirty people. It was hard to count because the victims were mostly farmers out by the forest, people we usually do n't see in the village more than once a week. Plus we only had twenty policemen in the entire village, and they were already spread too thin trying to hunt the beasts. 
 
 We finally had to face the truth. This was n't just a hungry pack of wolves. They were killing us, deliberately killing us. They stopped eating the ones they killed, almost as if they were doing it for sport. Oh sure, we killed some of the monsters, but it seemed as if two more took their place each time we did. 
 
 We sent out a messenger three days ago. None of the phones are working, goddamn weather. Nearest town is a hundred kilometers away, and they're even smaller than us. In this weather, who knows how long it will take him to get back to us with help, if he even made it there in the first place. Who knows how many of those fuckers are out there by now, maybe they attacked that town too. We finally decided to get all of the guns and food and meet up in the church, at least those of us who could make it. By then they were roaming the town, trapping most of the villagers in their homes. We killed even more of the bastards but they just kept coming. We do n't have that many guns to go around, and most of the people here are n't even trained to shoot them. We wasted so many bullets, God they're fast. 
 
 Yesterday we saw hundreds outside. They know we're in here, I do n't know how, I do n't know why, but they know. They pace around the church, circling their prey. They know we ca n't hold out much longer, we're going to run out of bullets soon, and out of food even sooner. I'm not much of a writer but I wanted someone, anyone, to know what happened here. These wolves are n't normal, there's nothing natural about them. Their eyes, cold and calculating, are staring past the church windows into our very souls. 
 
 I know help is n't coming. Not fast enough for us. Today they charged. We mowed down so many, but they kept coming. They're scratching at the door now, it wo n't be long before they get through. We will try to make our final stand and protect the women and children but I know it's futile. It's getting dark soon, I wonder when they wi
