Max watched the people below, as the two people who he could identify both as females seemed to talk. Dare I take the risk? They might have or know something I need...
He was about to head towards them, but a group of 3 raiders exited the building's first floor, heading towards the other two with weapons. He immediately shot one in the head, going straight through and hitting the other in the right arm, so he dropped his gun and screamed. The third turned around, but only to see a bullet go into his eye, killing him. A fourth man came up behind Max and grabbed him, so Max took his gun, and put a bullet in each of his feet. The man dropped him as he yelled in pain, collapsing towards the window and falling into the snow below. Max jumped down as well, using the snow to break his fall. However, the part he had jumped into must have had a pot hole, because the snow went higher then his waist.
He climbed out of the snow filled pothole, and keeping a pistol out in each hand, approached the other two and the dog. His boots kicked through the snow, but the snow was also making him wet, which made him really annoyed. But he stowed that for later. "Try anything and I will put a bullet in your brain. Now, do you know of any usable or in-tact vehicles in the area?"
If he could just find a car, he could drive it west. Or a repairable car. With enough pieces, he could easily get a car working. "Well?"