Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies-Chapter 179: Retaliation

"Wife, I need to check the rooftop and find out where those attackers are hiding," Ethan said, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"If we don’t stop them, they’ll just keep shooting at our other shop."

The last time they clashed, the criminals had fled in panic, desperate to survive.

Now, it seemed they were back—trying to redeem themselves with a surprise ambush.

’Good,’ Ethan thought. ’If they have the nerve to show up again, then they must be ready to die.’

His resolve to eliminate them was absolute.

"Let me come with you," Elena replied, unwilling to be left behind.

She wasn’t just worried about Ethan—she also wanted revenge on the criminals who had dared to target her team.

"No," he said firmly. "It’s freezing up there. Stay here and cover the shop. I’ll handle this."

His wife was pregnant, and the rooftop would be even colder and more dangerous. That alone was enough for him to stand his ground and turn her down.

Elena was about to argue, but her sharp instincts suddenly kicked in—something was wrong.

"Get down! Incoming bullet!" she shouted.

Her warning came just in time—a bullet ripped through the wall, narrowly missing them.

The shop was under attack—again.

This time, the criminals had clearly escalated their efforts, sniping at the two shops simultaneously.

As chaos erupted, Elena’s concern turned to her other teams, hoping they were safe.

Using her group [Telepathy] skill, she quickly instructed them to hide in space for the time being

This incident only deepened her belief that their group needed more than physical combat training—they also had to master ranged weapons.

She had planned to bring it up with Ethan later—unaware that he had already taken the initiative.

She couldn’t be blamed; the training sessions were already finished by the time she woke up.

Ethan had been teaching the team the fundamentals of ranged combat and how to defend themselves under fire, preparing them for situations just like this

Suddenly, another bullet struck the wall and ricocheted off a metal table with a sharp, deafening whoosh.

"All of you, leave the unit now!" Ethan shouted to the shop customers.

The residents moved quickly and calmly, keeping low as they approached the exit.

This time, there was no panic. They remembered the last time danger struck and had learned from it.

Staying low, they crawled carefully away from the shop staff, fully aware that the attackers weren’t after them—the staff was the real target.

All they needed to do now was to escape from this unit.

Just then, another barrage of bullets erupted.

The sound was deafening, and Elena could sense that multiple shooters were intent on eradicating them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without hesitation, she activated her [Inventory] skill and pulled out the heavy-duty door they had salvaged from the old bank.

Lydia and Jessa immediately followed her lead, summoning their own reinforced doors and stacking them against the wall to create a makeshift barricade.

Elena then used her [Blink] skill, instantly repositioning herself to gather all the displayed supplies.

With a wave of her hand, the items disappeared into her [Inventory], one after another. freewёbnoνel.com

Then, she activated her [Blink] skill once more and returned to her original spot.

Andrei and Daniel stared at her, eyes wide with amazement. Her spatial ability was incredible, and they wished they had one, too.

"Everyone, get inside the Paradise. We can’t do anything out here—we’re too exposed while they remain hidden," Elena commanded, her voice calm and firm despite the chaos around them.

"What about you?" Lydia asked, concern clear in her voice. She knew Elena wouldn’t just stand by after such a blatant ambush.

"Don’t worry about us—we’ll be on the rooftop putting a stop to these criminals," Elena replied confidently, casting a look at her husband that silently warned him not to argue.

With that, Lydia and the others disappeared and entered the space.

Elena then used her [Blink] skill and forcibly summoned Ethan with the help of the Golden Tablet, appearing on the rooftop.

The biting cold quickly surrounded them, but Elena immediately activated her Tier 1 space core, channeling spiritual energy to keep herself warm.

Although it slowly drained her reserves, she didn’t mind—otherwise, Ethan would start to worry.

"Wife, are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

"Hmmp, I’m fine," Elena said with a slight smile.

"Remember, I’m awakened now—much stronger than any normal human. How about you?"

She studied him carefully, looking for any sign that he was struggling with the cold.

Seeing that she was holding up just fine and not pushing herself too hard, Ethan breathed in relief and said, "I’m also fine."

Afterwards, Elena pulled out a telescope to locate the source of the gunfire.

Just as she began scanning the area, another shot rang out.

She immediately traced the direction of the sound and spotted a row of snipers stationed in Building B, all aiming at their two shop locations.

"Found them," she muttered, quickly retrieving two sniper rifles and getting into position.

But before she could take a shot, her eyes caught the thick layer of ice beneath them.

A sudden thought struck her—they had forgotten to clear the rooftop. If left unchecked, the weight of the ice could cause it to collapse.

"Husband, we forgot about the ice on our building. We need to clear it later. If it builds up any more, the roof might give in."

Ethan nodded in agreement—they had indeed overlooked the ice on the rooftop.

"Got it. Let’s deal with this criminal first."

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On the other side, Oslo and Xander were rushing back and forth, trying to salvage the supplies damaged by the gunfire.

They took cover behind the sturdy door, which provided decent protection.

With a wave of their hands, the supplies disappeared into their [Inventory].

But the process was slower than they’d hoped—the skill still had limitations, only allowing them to store items within a 2-meter range.

If Ethan had seen them, he would have scolded them on the spot.

Yes, they were in the middle of a crisis, and supplies were important—but they already had plenty.

Their lives were far more valuable than any goods.

Unbeknownst to them, their actions were being watched by Brother Elias, who was deeply impressed by the staff’s skills.

At that moment, he finally realized the source of the faint spiritual energy he had been sensing all this time—it was coming from them.