Wearing a heavy fur coat, I came to the window, and the glass part I left behind could not see clearly what was happening outside.

Lu Yu wrapped his coat tightly before he opened the three window bolts on the window to open the window.

The cold wind mixed with tiny snow particles poured in, which made Lu Yu shiver.

But the curious stinky dog ​​couldn't wait to lift up the windowsill, and his head turned around and kept observing the situation outside.

Now Lu Yu, who has a keen insight, discovered the embarrassed Sim, Frank and the guy who was chasing them at a glance.

It was just that the distance was too far, and he couldn't recognize the two of them directly.

So Lu Yu quickly picked up the telescope and saw clearly the two of them.

"Didn't these two guys tell you not to go out casually? Why did you go outside and get seriously injured?"

Lu Yu looked at the group of men in black again: "The subordinate of the King of New York? This name is really a second-class man. What do you want to do?"

Bang!

Another gunshot came, and it turned out to be from downstairs.

The shot hit the group of men in black, but whether it was a problem of marksmanship or distance, the bullets hit the enemy near them and stirred up a series of ice cubes.

But except for scaring them, it did not have any effect.

While the people in black were scattered and avoiding the guns, Sim had already carried Frank for more than ten meters.

A long blood stain was dragged behind, and it seemed that Frank was seriously injured.

The one who shot just now was Sim's wife, and she had already seen her husband's mind.

But her idea is different from her husband, and if the family can't be together, nothing will make sense.

What's more, without these two big men, the two families didn't know how they would end up.

Her shooting made Sim change his mind immediately, and going home has become the only option.

But from the perspective of Lu Yu's position on the top floor, the gunshots attracted the attention of men in black from other places.

From other buildings, teams of men in black appeared and rushed towards this side.

"Well, is the location of the apartment exposed?"

Count the number of black-clothed armed personnel now, there are about four teams, and the number of people in each team ranges from three to five.

There are five people in the team that are chasing Sim and the others. If all the teams meet, they will be more than a dozen militants, which will cause a lot of damage.

I don’t know whose shooting is downstairs, but the location of the apartment has been exposed.

Since we know there are survivors here, who knows what those militants will do?

After pondering for a moment, Lu Yu made a decision without any delay.

Save Sim and the others.

Although Frank is a bit useless, he was quite decisive when he shot himself yesterday. He was a material for survival in the doomsday.

And Sim is a trainer at first glance, and the guy who shot and saved them is not weak.

Lu Yu's apartment seems to be restless, but it has a huge weakness, that is, he lives on the top floor, and the remaining part of the apartment building still has about twenty floors.

Once someone is targeted such a large area, maybe Lu Yu will fall into it one day.

If Sim and Frank are saved, these survivors can help guard the apartment building themselves, the safety of the shelter will be greatly improved.

In terms of long-term interests, it is not a bad deal.

Of course, what's so hot now is that the apartment has been targeted by militants.

Saving people can help you fight more. If you don’t save them, the situation will likely become worse.

After making up his mind, Lu Yu returned to the room and shoveled some charcoal from the boiler into the small hand stove he transformed with a canned milk powder box.

Add charcoal to the boiler and the hand stove respectively.

Before saving people, you must be fully prepared. The cold weather is cold and you cannot catch a cold or get sick.

With a small hand stove for heating, Lu Yu then opened the arsenal.

Now he has a few rifles that can be shot accurately, and after thinking for a moment, he chose a World War II-era Springfield rifle.

This gun had a huge stock of rice-fried rice after the war, and many enthusiasts had a collection.

Lu Yu's identity in the dungeon. When Daniel Lu followed his parents to practice shooting, he often used the Springfield rifle as a hunting rifle to participate in hunting activities.

So although the arsenal now has more professional sniper rifles, he still chose the Springfield rifle.

After all, no matter how advanced other guns are, it is not as useful as using a rifle that you have experience in using.

He quickly installed the gun on the scope. In order not to expose the position too much, Lu Yu poked a hole in a piece of gauze and covered it in the front of the scope.

Although this will affect the clarity of the scope to a certain extent, it can at least prevent the lens from shining.

Lu Yu's apartment is actually not concealed. Perhaps the fire at night is not easy to be discovered because of the good shielding.

But he made a mistake in design and placed the outlet of the chimney on the exterior wall, so that the heat discharged almost 24 hours a day has not been interrupted.

Those militants did not discover themselves, and I'm afraid the only explanation is that they...Sabie?

Not to mention these, anyway, once the gun is fired, the attention of the militants will be attracted to the building.

But Lu Yu still wants to hide himself as much as possible. This kind of caution is definitely worth it. Otherwise, if there is any master outside and he will expose his position as soon as he shoots, wouldn’t he be dying?

The small hand stove is placed on a stool next to the windowsill, warm and a can of tomato sauce can be placed inside to heat it.

Lu Yu then set up the Springfield rifle. The scope has not been calibrated yet. It can be said that it does not have any correctness. He must calibrate the scope through repeated shootings.

So the first shot was made, and he aimed at a bad guy lying on the snow among the people chasing Sim and the others.

Others curled up with various shelters, and this guy was lying on the ground with the help of the snow and ice slope.

Maybe he could not be seen in the eyes of the people downstairs, but in Lu Yu's sight, he counted this guy's target.

Aiming at his body torso, this part is the biggest goal.

The headshot monsters in the shooting game are just fun in the game. Real shooting is not easy to hit.

After aiming, Lu Yu pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After the gun body passed, Lu Yu was concentrating on finding the landing point of the bullet.

I saw that about four or five meters beside the target, an unlucky guy who was hiding behind a suspected frozen chimney with only his head exposed, was directly blown out of his head.

The red and white things sprinkled all over the ground, and the unlucky guy fell to the ground in a daze.

Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and deviated four or five meters away. Judging from his school gun level, he was simply a dog-shift luck.

Although this shot was considered off-target for Lu Yu, the militants had different views.
Chapter completed!