She smashes it. And then proceeds to suspend the punker on one hand.

"Woah hey you're gonna break my wrist or something-"

So she drops him, managing to catch the larger boy on her shoulders. 

"Jesus, you're strong. Wolves are awesome!"

"I know. Shame we don't turn."

"Really is. Put me down please?"

"Sure, sure."

"Queen Angie, strong enough to lift a dozen punkers single-handed, eh... D'you think we should organize a celebratory raid?"

"Now we're talking! Any idea where?"

"The stupid bridge-trolls maybe. They charge tolls and don't let anybody cross without paying, they deserve to get knocked down a peg. Or maybe that group that's been hiding out in one of the old museums. I hear they're wasting good supplies on preserving stupid artifacts and stuff."

"Bridge tolls? Nobody tells me where to go!"

"Damn right! The bridge tolls have been a problem for weeks but the other punkers didn't want to help with it. But with you leading the charge, we can teach them a lesson!"

She shrugs. "I'm up for whenever!"

"HEY, EVERYONE! RAID PLANNING!"

They have an actual system for this, apparently. Maps and everything.

"I'll go in first, of course."

"Shock and awe or sneaky sneak?"

"If we're talking about this bridge they have spears and a few guns. Shock and awe probably means someone gets shot."

"Sneaky sneak is a bit tricky if it's a bridge, but Angie could probably do it..."

There is some debate among punkers. Shock and awe means to scare the target into running. Sneaky sneak means to be right next to them and holding their stuff before they realize anything's wrong.

"Shock and awe, duh. I can get rid of their guns before you squishies get in trouble."

"Sounds like a plan! We do battle cries on the way in for shock and awe. I think we want to attack from the Manhattan side, the barriers are smaller by two buses. If you can tear down the gate to let us in on your rampage that'd be great."

She throws an arm around a couple of punkers standing next to her. "Rampages are better with friends!"

"Hell yeah! Now let's talk weapons! What've we got?"

Planning continues.

Quite unsurprisingly, Angie's fine going as, unarmed.

They set out at dusk.

The signal to attack is when Grover starts blasting rock music on his bluetooth speakers!

Punkers pour out of nearby alleyways and start running for the barrier when Angie charges.

Gracefully shifting to wolf form, she bursts through the gate, resuming human form to snatch a gun out of a kid's hands.

The kid shouts in fright and falls on his butt. 

A couple others seem to have been hurt from gate-smashing.

The apparent leader of this bridge starts screaming at her, "Werewolf! Fiend! Foul ravenous beast! Out with thee!"

There are more guns around, even as her punkers can charge without danger, since everyone's looking at her.

Someone manages to shoot her right in the chest. It'll leave a nasty bruise for maybe a few minutes. 

"Who did that?"