Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies-Chapter 180: The stand-off continued

Just as Elena was about to retaliate and pull the trigger, Ethan gently stopped her.

She turned to him, eyebrows raised, puzzled by the sudden interruption.

Ethan gave a small, confident smile.

"Let’s set up two ambushes—one here at Building A and another at Building D. If we split their attention, it’ll throw them off and give us a better shot at catching them off guard."

Elena considered the idea for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright. Give me a second—I’ll contact the other side."

Without wasting time, she activated her [Telephaty] skill and reached out to Oslo and Xander, instructing them to head to the rooftop and prepare for the ambush.

Oslo and Xander were in the middle of storing the remaining heating devices while dodging the gunfire when a sudden [Ding] echoed in their minds, followed by Elena’s calm yet commanding voice.

Without a second thought, they acknowledged her instruction and instantly vanished, entering the space.

Brother Elias, observing from a distance, was left speechless again. His eyes widened in disbelief as he tried to process what he had just witnessed.

The way they disappeared without a trace only deepened his curiosity—and awe—about who these people really were and the extent of their powers.

Inside the space, Xander contacted Grandpa Caldwell to request permission to exit at his location.

Previously, the Tier 0 Golden Tablet didn’t permit anyone to exit directly to another person’s position.

To achieve that, Elena had to manually modify their mark—a process that consumed a significant amount of spiritual energy from the Reserve Energy Tab.

Now that the Golden Tablet had evolved to Tier 1, it granted all marked individuals the ability to exit at someone else’s location, provided the person approved the request.

The [Exit] skill now allowed them to reappear within 100 meters of their previous position, targeting another individual’s location.

In contrast, Elena could use [Exit] within a 10-kilometer radius from her current position, selecting any individual as her destination.

Once Xander and Oslo arrived at the designated rooftop, they quickly reported to Ethan and asked for the attackers’ exact location.

"Upper floor of Building B," Ethan replied, his eyes fixed on the enemy positions through his telescope.

"There’s a row of snipers stationed up there. Ready yourselves—we’re about to strike back."

"Noted, Chief," they answered in unison.

Without delay, both men swiftly set up their sniper positions, scanning Building B as they prepared to begin the hunt.

Meanwhile, Elena adjusted the focus on her own telescope, her gaze fixed on the upper floors of Building B.

Her eyes narrowed as she spotted a figure giving orders from behind cover. Something about his stance, his face—it sparked a memory.

"Husband," she said, still peering through the scope, "doesn’t the man leading them look... familiar to you?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow and glanced in the direction she indicated. "I don’t think so. Why?"

Then, a flash of realization crossed Elena’s face, and her expression darkened.

"It’s him—the gang leader I shot back at the City B bunker. They’re not just ordinary criminals. They’re from the Iron Gang."

Her tone turned cold. "The real question is—how did they even get into City A?"

Ethan’s eyes narrowed, his voice firm and filled with resolve.

"It doesn’t matter how. They won’t be leaving. Let’s make sure they meet their end here."

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The Iron Gang leader, acting on Troy’s orders, commanded his men to ambush both branches of the Paradise shop relentlessly.

From prior interrogations, they had learned that the shop’s staff were exceptionally skilled in close combat.

To avoid a direct confrontation, they launched the attack from a distance, bombarding the area with continuous gunfire.

Their goal was to overwhelm the staff, preventing any chance of retaliation and forcing them into a state of helplessness.

"Boss, do you think this is enough? They’re probably dead by now," one of the gang members said.

"Don’t stop!" the leader barked.

"You’ve heard the rumors about their strange abilities. Normal bullets might not be enough to kill them."

Another member chimed in with concern, "But if we keep this up, boss, we might end up destroying the building."

The gang had originally intended to claim Camel Tower as their new base of operations.

Their previous hideout, the Blackshear Hotel, had suffered heavy damage, forcing them to search for a more stable stronghold.

"Then let’s just say Building A is no longer fit to live in. We need to make sure they die today," the leader declared coldly.

Moments later, another barrage of gunfire erupted, hammering Buildings A and D with relentless.

The attackers were so fixated on their assault that they failed to notice the silent threat creeping in.

Without warning, the head of one of their subordinates suddenly exploded, sending a gruesome spray of blood across the nearby walls and startling the gang members into chaos.

Before anyone could react, another man’s head exploded.

"Urgh, their heads!" someone called out in panic.

"We’re under attack! Take cover!" the leader barked.

"Where did the bullet come from? Find it, now!"

"Boss, I think it’s coming from the rooftop of Building A!" one of the men shouted, ducking for cover as he pointed toward the direction of the incoming fire.

Moments later, another bullet struck, taking down a second gang member.

Panic spread quickly as the rest scrambled for cover, waiting anxiously for new instructions.

"How are they still alive?" one of them muttered, fear creeping into his voice.

"It’s strange how they managed to retaliate so fast."

"Boss, there are snipers on Building D too!" another warned urgently.

The leader’s eyes narrowed, but he refused to show weakness.

"Then don’t back down. Reposition and keep firing!"

Obeying his command, the gang hastily shifted positions and resumed firing—this time aimlessly—toward the rooftops of Buildings A and D.

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Elena could sense the gang’s growing desperation as they fired blindly, completely unaware of their real targets.

Steadying her breath, she focused her aim and began picking them off one by one, each shot delivered with cold precision.

"They dare to ambush us with such pathetic skills," she scoffed, smoothly repositioning to avoid being pinned down by their chaotic gunfire.

"Wife, be careful! Those bullets don’t care who they hit," Ethan called out, concern etched in his voice.

He fired another shot, taking down a gang member who had peeked out from behind cover.

Elena nodded, carefully steadying herself, making sure she felt no discomfort—worried that any strain might affect the baby.

The standoff dragged on, neither side willing to yield.

The gang had the advantage in numbers, making it difficult to overwhelm them outright.

Meanwhile, Elena and her team remained practically invisible, their concealed positions rendering the gang’s gunfire useless.

"This is getting us nowhere," Elena muttered.

"If we keep this up, we’ll only waste time and energy. We need to raid their building—quietly and from within."

Ethan shot her a glance.

"And how exactly are we going to do that? The moment we step out, they’ll rain bullets on us."

"I have a plan," she said with quiet confidence.