The weather was already bad. Although there is now a clear distinction between day and night, the days are very short and the nights are very long.
As night fell, the icicles from the punches fell from the sky and hit the tent.
Fortunately, Hua Mi has an ample supply of waterproof tarpaulins. No matter how high the market demand is, her waterproof tarpaulins are never out of stock.
The wind and snow were biting, and a thick layer of snow had already covered the waterproof tarpaulin.
So the survivors took shovels and pressed the thick snow down, making it firm and compact, and built an igloo.
Even with such a heavy snowfall, it wouldn't be enough to destroy their igloo.
Hua Mi and Shi Caixia were huddled inside the igloo tent, with several sweet potatoes roasting on a smokeless wood-fired stove.
The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes was irresistible, making Shi Caixia extremely envious.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
Shi Caixia was jolted awake. Before she could react, gunshots rang out one after another outside.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Cheng shouted from outside the tent:
"That son of a bitch Ma Zhixuan, I knew he was up to no good. He actually brought a bunch of hired killers with him."
Professional hired killers.
The garrison outside quickly assembled.
Hua Mi's heart skipped a beat. Seeing Shi Caixia get up to leave, she quickly reached out and pulled Shi Caixia back to sit down.
"Are you crazy? How can a professional assassin be compared to those street thugs?"
"Sit still."
Even Hua Mi wouldn't dare to risk going up against a truly professional assassin, let alone Shi Caixia, a bookish nerd who couldn't even kill a chicken.
Shi Caixia felt a pang of panic. Hearing the increasingly intense gunfire outside, she asked:
"What happened? Why would Ma Zhixuan hire a professional assassin to attack us?"
Ultimately, the struggle for the supply depot in City C is all about benefiting the survivors.
Even if they were arguing heatedly, it shouldn't have escalated to this point of life and death.
Has Ma Zhixuan gone mad?
Hua Mi looked coldly at Shi Caixia, who was flustered and at a loss.
"How can you define the bottom line of human nature?"
She tilted her head, listened intently to the gunshots outside, and said to Shi Caixia with a serious expression:
"There must have been some wounded here at the garrison."
Without further ado, Hua Mi took out a handful of [Energy Water Beads] and handed them to Shi Caixia.
"Zhou Cheng will definitely arrange a place to settle the wounded in a while. Give each of them one of these pills."
Shi Caixia looked at the cod liver oil in her hand. No, would cod liver oil help with a gunshot wound?
Before she could ask any questions, Hua Mi turned away again.
Hua Mi haphazardly pulled out a large sack of ethanol, painkillers, sterile gauze, hemostatic gel, condoms, resin gloves, protective clothing, and sterile boots from the pile of supplies in the tent.
"Distribute these out. It's alright, as long as our people don't die. This is all part of the growth experience for the garrison."
They always dominate weaker opponents, so their combat effectiveness can't be improved at all. It would be good to have a team of professional assassins.
Consider it a good opportunity for the garrison to practice beforehand.
Hua Mi remained relatively calm regarding tonight's gunfight.
Shi Caixia, too, calmed her anxious heart and listened to the gunshots as she waited for the wounded soldiers stationed there to be dragged down from the front line.
A short while later, a garrison soldier covered in blood rushed into Hua Mi and Shi Caixia's tent.
"Hurry up, the men Ma Zhixuan brought aren't transporting supplies, they're carrying ammunition."
Zhou Cheng was putting up a tough fight, and all the garrison troops had already taken cover.
The gate to the supply depot is out of control, and now it lies between the firepower of both sides.
No one was able to cover the door with firepower.
Fearing that stray bullets might hit Hua Mi and Shi Caixia, Zhou Cheng told them to take cover as a precaution.
Hua Mi Chao Shi Caixia glanced at it.
Shi Caixia immediately stepped forward and stuffed one of the [Energy Water Beads] in her hand into the mouth of the blood-covered garrison guard.
She hurriedly began cleaning the wounds of the injured garrison soldier.
The garrison commander was still shouting.
"Never mind my injuries, I'll take you away, hurry up."
"Stop talking, brother."
Hua Mi pulled out a Gatling gun from behind her.
"I'm going to steal the tower and avenge you."
After saying that, she ignored the garrison commander and Shi Caixia's attempts to stop her, rushed out of the tent alone, and ran across the snow-capped mountain.
Hearing the gunshots, Hua Mi took some time to circle around to the back of the group of assassins.
She sped across the snow-capped mountain and looked ahead to see a sniper lying in ambush.
The other side is very professional; they know to set up an ambush first and determine the sniping point before taking action.
I saw the sniper ahead aiming at a certain garrison, preparing to pull the trigger.
Hua Mi immediately took out a Gatling gun and unleashed a burst of fire.
Snowflakes flew everywhere, and the professional sniper was taken down just like that.
In the heat of a gunfight, a sniper plays a vital role.
The loss of a sniper in a key position can have a devastating impact on the battlefield.
Zhou Cheng also spotted several snipers and shot them in the head.
The assassin leader below, who was exchanging fire with Zhou Cheng, keenly sensed the decline in their strength.
He glanced back at the snow-capped mountains overhead and asked the man beside him,
"What's going on? Does Zhou Cheng have any other capable people on his side? Where are our snipers?"
Before he could finish speaking, the man next to him was shot in the head.
The assassin leader immediately lowered his head, holding his phone in his hand, and muttered a curse under his breath.
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