Her actions made Zhao Peng anxious.

He and Yao Chengwei's hands were firmly tied behind them with a hemp rope, and they couldn't touch the dagger in their pockets, so they could only rub the hemp rope on their backs and try to break free.

Yao Chengwei cooperated with him silently, even though the bones and skin of his wrists were painful, the expression on his face was still firm.

While they were grinding the hemp rope, the young man asked someone to pick up the two guns that had been kicked in the middle, making sure that Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou had not moved, and yelled at the remaining five people.

"What are you doing? Move supplies! ”

Seeing them take action, he stared viciously at Wen Qizhou, who killed his eldest brother: "You, kneel down for my eldest brother!" ”

"Kneel you a**!" Yao Chengwei, who rarely scolded, spat out the fragrance, and was busy breaking free of the hemp rope, his face turned red.

The young man said angrily: "You are looking for death!" ”

He pointed his gun at Yao Chengwei, and was about to teach him a lesson, when a bullet pierced through the snow and attacked his hand holding the gun.

The eardrums were irritated by gunshots and screams.

Zhao Peng, whose ears were buzzing, picked up the pistol that fell behind him, and aimed it at the young man's calf and pulled the trigger.

The young man who had been shot twice in a row fell to the ground and wailed, and the blood gushing from his wrist left a dazzling mark on the snow.

The fear of death hits.

He covered his wrists, pointed at the person who had just picked up the gun, and ordered in a trembling voice: "Fourth, kill them!" ”

The fourth child, who was hiding behind the car door, looked at Chi Yue, who took out a pistol again at some point, and pulled the trigger tremblingly.

There was a soft "click" sound, and the unresponsive pistol made him feel bad, and he did not give up and buckled twice in a row, and after confirming that there were no bullets inside, he dropped the gun and prepared to run.

Ji Yue didn't give him a chance.

Seeing this, the other four people threw down the supplies they were holding in their hands and ran towards the two cars they drove like the wind.

Zhao Peng, who had already broken free from the hemp rope, slammed into the two people who ran behind, and Yao Chengwei took out a dagger, approached the unwilling young man, and killed him with a knife.

The only man left sat in the driver's seat, and before he could step on the accelerator, a bullet went into his temple.

The robbery gang was wiped out.

They picked up two pistols and a shotgun, pulled out the gasoline from the carjack's car, and then pocketed ten catties of rice, two Chinese seeds, a bag of sweet potatoes and a box of ammunition found in the trunk, and returned to the base in the face of the wind and snow.

Driving downstairs to the western-style building, they worked together to move the supplies to the fourth floor and divide them equally, remembering that Yao Chengwei's previous bullets in the shooting gallery had run out, Chi Yue gave them the robbers' bullets and pistols, and took the shotgun himself.

"Your hands are bleeding?" Wen Qizhou glanced at their wrists wrapped in sleeves and asked with concern.

"No, it's just green." Because of the elastic band around the cuffs, their wrists never touched the hemp rope directly.

Zhao Peng rolled up his sleeves and gave them a look.

Seeing that the circle around his wrist was full of bruises, when Chi Yue picked up the supplies, he asked, "Do you have any medicinal wine?" ”

"I think there is."

"Then you apply a cold compress first, and then rub it with medicinal wine, so that it will get better faster."

"Okay."

They went back to their respective homes, and Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou shook off the snow on their bodies outside the door, and walked into the bedroom to turn on the air conditioner.

The heat from the air conditioner dispelled the chill that permeated them, and they took off their down sleeves and sat down for lunch.

Wen Qizhou talked about the robbers who were wiped out by the whole army, and said with a serious expression: "Yueyue, we have to be more careful in the future." ”

There were three more robbers than them today, and they only had two guns, so it was not difficult to get out of the gang with their whole body.

But he knows a thing or two about people outside of people.

They have no problem dealing with ordinary people, but if they have guns and professional fighters who have been practicing martial arts, sanda or boxing since childhood, their skills are not enough.

Even if they could run to no man's land and take shelter for a while, what if those people were squatting nearby? When it is impossible for them to teleport, they will inevitably run into each other.

Chi Yue understood what he meant.

She replied softly: "If we encounter a group with a large number of people, we can avoid it, try not to fight them." ”

"Hmm." He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of sauerkraut fish and put it in her bowl: "You still have to practice your marksmanship again." ”

“…… I don't feel like I'm that material. ”

Ji Yue is better at melee combat.

Since they bought back the weapon, she has practiced her marksmanship in the space, but her accuracy has never been as good as Wen Qizhou's.

"Don't be discouraged." He raised his arm slightly and stroked the top of Chi Yue's hair: "If we practice more, we will definitely be able to improve." ”

Her gaze met those eyes, catching the encouragement and tenderness in his eyes, and nodded no longer in frustration.

Since then, they have practiced frequently.

Sometimes when she was tired of looking at the humanoid target, Wen Qizhou would sit on the tatami mat by the window with her, overlooking the snow scene outside the window.

He hugged Chi Yue, who was leaning on his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked gently, "Do you want to go downstairs for a walk today?" ”

They are worried that they will have to go out for a long time, so they often go downstairs to get used to the cold and stay outside for a longer time.

Chi Yue responded: "Hmm." She glanced through the glass window at the never-before-set C section: "Shall we go over there?" ”

"Okay." They put on their clothes and went out.

Blocks B and C are not far apart, and you can walk for about 15 minutes to see the four adjacent buildings.

The buildings are all eight storeys high, the exterior walls are painted with a layer of white paint, and the entrance door is made of stainless steel, which looks slightly shabby.

They walked around a fountain and walked through the snow to the door of the house where a crowd of people had gathered, and at first glance they saw eight stretchers.

On each wooden stretcher lay corpses.

Next to the corpse was a cushion, on which kneeling were family members wearing white scarves, who were crying and cursing angrily.

A lady with a stiff back said: "My old man is so miserable! When I was alive, I didn't even cover a thick quilt, and I didn't have a place to live when I died! ”

Together with her, the rest of her family members also told the crowd of onlookers about their suffering and the injustice of the base.

The management does not provide free accommodation, does not distribute thick quilts and down jackets, and does not allow family members to be buried at the base.

Some agreed, others disagreed.

"What's the fuss?" An indifferent male voice suddenly broke their gossip argument.

The visitor was wearing a long, unzipped down jacket, a suit and trousers, and a pair of leather shoes.

Chi Yue recognized him as a man from Yuyu through his memorable leather shoes and pretentious temperament.

She glanced at the person next to him, and looked a bit like an employee of the service center, so she touched Wen Qizhou with her elbow.

When Wen Qizhou bent down, she put her ear in his ear and lowered her voice: "He should be the son of a high-ranking person." ”

She was referring to the "too dressed" man.

Wen Qizhou bowed: "I guessed." ”

(End of chapter)