Julia paused and saw the small group of survivors. It might seem cold, but she did not want to risk her survival over something trivial as morals. The maiden softly backed up to get a better view and crouched down in the shadows. For now she let her precious Sniper rifle lie down besides her and switch over to her G36E and aimed. The targets were close by, so a scope wasn't needed for her and before they could suspect a thing the first guard's brains were in another man's hands. Obviously they knew there was an enemy now, but in this darkness they didn't know where exactly. After 3 of the survivors were killed, all except one fled inside. The one that kept standing shot at random, before Julia fired another lethal shot and stood up. The two others took their change and hung out of the window to shoot her, but Julia returned to the shadow and grabbed her sniping rifle to finish them of so she could take a look around, but Julia pointed the barrel of the PSG-1 in one direction, Joe's, but she couldn't see him and looked back at the corpses. Nah, nothing of value and she was too tired to go inside.