As if to verify the speculation of the Big Four Eyes, after a while, I could see from the window that a fire was burning not far away, and there were sporadic gunshots in the nearby streets. The people upstairs around the www.biquge.info also became nervous, and whenever a crowd ran through the street, in addition to the barking dogs, someone would shout, "Poor ghost, get out!" Lao Tzu has a gun! ”

I called Trista again, "Trista, are you okay there?" Did you get to the hospital? ”

Trista's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone: "Honey, I'm fine. I'm in the hospital office right now, and Nadasha is with me. There was chaos outside, and a nearby building was on fire. You okay? ”

"I'm fine. I'm with a lot of people and we can protect each other. ”

As I was talking, it was dark in front of my eyes, and the power went out. Looking out from the window, it was completely dark except for the place where the fire was burning. I looked at my watch, and it was twelve and nineteen.

The darkness frightened the children who were still laughing and playing. People who were born and raised in affluent conditions could no longer adapt to the darkness, and one by one they sat in their mother's arms, staring at the sparkling fire reflected in the window.

The darkness brings nothing but fear to these children, and it brings to some people what is indeed the release of repressed animal nature. Since the power outage, more and more places have been burning, and more and more gunshots and screams have been heard everywhere. None of the adults in the building dared to sleep, and the men kept patrolling the windows, for fear that a mob would suddenly break in. It's like a year. Fortunately, the neighborhood was quieter than the streets, with only a few waves of people throwing stones and gunshots in the air as they passed, and the upstairs had only broken two windows by three o'clock. Just when everyone thought they would survive the night, disaster struck, and the shouting and gunfire in the distance suddenly increased, and a group of shouting people poured into the small street. Some people overturned cars and set them on fire, some people smashed open shops on the street, and some people broke into the buildings of residents, and gunshots rang out in the corridors. That's when I saw someone pointing at Billy's studio and yelling, "Hey! There it is! There it is! Silicone dolls! ”

Oh no, it's being targeted here. Billy and Uncle Chen also heard it, and their faces changed. I hurriedly said to Rabili "Quick, Tom, let's go up to the roof." "Tom was another of my best friends from middle school.

Then we called a few more people to help us carry the boxes up to the roof, and by this time someone had already shot the lock on the door. Uncle Chen shouted from the window on the second floor, "You scoundrels, get out of here quickly, or I'll shoot!" After shouting, he fired a shot into the air with a double-barreled shotgun.

But this shot did not have any deterrent effect, and the crowd downstairs was thrown into confusion when the gun rang out, but then dozens of guns, including pistols and rifles, were fired at the second floor. It seems that tonight is not good, I put on a protective suit and only showed my head, and then tore open the tape of a cardboard box and found a large firecracker. Some chili powder was wrapped around the outside of the firecracker in a plastic bag and secured with a rubber band. Billy took out a lighter and lit a stick of incense stick for me, I lit the firecracker with the incense stick, waited for two seconds in my hand, and then threw the firecracker in the direction of the gate. Billy also lit a incense stick, lit a firecracker and threw it at the gate. More than a dozen firecrackers made a deafening loud noise, causing an exclamation downstairs, and someone could be heard shouting "Bomb!" Come on! "Cake sellers! My ears! "My eyes!" "Cake seller, what is this?"

Billy stuck his head to see the effect of the firecrackers, and I hurriedly pulled him back. But the people below had already seen him, and someone shouted, "There's someone on the roof!" It's the bombs they dropped! "A few bullets hit the concrete wall on the roof of the building and flew somewhere, and some hit the billboard with a loud bang. Billy stuck out his tongue in fright, this is not CS, as long as the health bar is not empty, he can still run and jump when he is shot. If you take a hit, you may die.

I asked him angrily, "Where's the periscope?" Didn't you prepare the periscope? ”

"Oh, I almost forgot." He ran downstairs with his waist and brought back two toy periscopes produced in Yiwu after a while. We put the periscope on the concrete wall and looked down, and saw that the thugs still did not leave, gathering at a distance of more than 20 meters, and from time to time someone fired two shots at this side. I looked at the other two sides, but fortunately there were only a few small air windows on the first floor and a narrow alley on one side, and the thugs did not think that the siege on all sides would have gathered at the gate, otherwise we would not have enough men to defend it.

I asked, "What's going on next?" ”

"The windows were blocked, but the children were so frightened that they cried. Marjola was on the first floor, afraid that these villains would set fire. ”

"No, we need to drive them away!"

As soon as we said it, the two of us lit firecrackers and threw them into the distance. Although the firecracker is light, throwing 20 meters is not a problem. The explosion of the firecracker volley released the dried paprika in the plastic bag, and the extremely fine paprika sprinkled on it not only irritated the mouth, nose and eyes, but also stinged even if it was on the skin. There was another commotion from the periscope, and the thugs avoided it and pushed it to both sides of the alley.

At this time, a situation that no one expected happened, a woman carrying a pistol and dragging two children ran out of a building not far away, ran straight to this side, and slammed the door while shouting for help in front of the gate. The mob on both sides was agitated by the situation and leaned forward again, but fortunately no one shot at the three men. Billy and I hurriedly threw a dozen more large firecrackers into the distance, and Billy even pulled out an arm-thick firecracker and threw it down. The creature shoots a fireball in mid-air, exploding colorful flowers in mid-air and falling to the ground, spun around irregularly and spews fireworks. Although the damage caused to people is not great, it is quite scary, which makes the rioters who rushed over avoid it again. The three people who knocked on the door also opened the door for Marjola and let him in. This incident seemed to infuriate the rioters, and some people rushed into the surrounding buildings, and soon a bullet flew high above the roof, but the second bullet hit the roof.

"They're on the roof over there!" Tom Qi shouted as he leaned under the concrete wall.

I patted him, "It doesn't matter, it's a pistol." At a distance of more than 30 meters, we have to be masters. "Before the words fell, a few shots were fired near us, this time rifles. Well, when I didn't say what I just said.

Some of the thugs downstairs cheered loudly when they saw someone shooting at us condescendingly, and more people began to rush forward. It seems that we won't be able to suppress the mob with firecrackers without knocking out the gunman on the other floor. Tom was the first to pull out his P220 pistol and shoot it twice, which only aroused the fighting spirit of the other party, and immediately a rain of bullets hit Ping Pong.

Tomzie's favorite thing about both CS and the shooting range is that he has a poor ability to shoot accurately, and I grabbed him and said, "Save bullets, I don't know how long it will last." Since this is the case, we can't be blamed for the casualties, and they will not give up if they don't let them die or scare a few people. Let's see how we shoot. One magazine per person, fight to the death! ”

Billy and I each pulled out our pistols, opened the safe, and took aim with both hands on the opposite floor. We took advantage of the fact that we were aiming from the bottom up, and a few gunmen poked out from the roof of the building to shoot from our vantage point, not to mention the man who was standing passionately on the tiles and exposing his whole body to our guns.

Billy's Colt M2000 started first, and the guy standing on the tiles fell to the roof of the building, then slid out of the eaves and fell downstairs with a long scream. I aimed at a guy who was leaning out half of his body and holding a rifle to shoot this way, and pulled the trigger, the muzzle of the Blackstar pistol was very provocative, but I practiced kung fu for a long time, and when shooting, I used the kung fu of listening to the strength to gently control the provocation of the muzzle, and fired two bullets in a row, and saw the man disappear behind the concrete wall all at once. Then I immediately turned the muzzle of the gun to another person, and two more shots were taken, and this person also disappeared, and everyone else disappeared behind the concrete wall at once.

The M2000 is a 15-round magazine with better shooting persistence. After I fired eight rounds in a magazine, Billy's gun continued to shoot one after another, neither behind the concrete wall nor in the attic window. Tom took the opportunity to grab a few firecrackers and set them on fire and threw them downstairs, and the thugs who had rushed to the gate and were shooting at guns scattered again. Tom and I demonstratively threw more than 20 firecrackers in a row before stopping.

Probably because we really dared to fight to the death, these thugs did not dare to attack again before dawn, but they still lingered nearby. Many families have been looted, and countless windows have been shot or destroyed. The cars parked on the side of the road were even more unlucky, and the rioters used them to vent their anger after two failed attacks, even if they didn't light them.

When the sun finally rose, everyone breathed a sigh of relief - it was dawn that the state government should do something to quell the riots, right? But throughout the day we were still surrounded by mobs, who, although they did not attack again, continued to harass sporadically, except for cold shots from rooftops or attics, and Molotov cocktails. Luckily, Billy and I were both good at playing frioke, and we waited at the window with Billy's shotgun when we saw someone throwing Molotov cocktails, and when we saw someone throwing Molotov cocktails, we hit them with shotguns and hit several Molotov cocktails. The fire on the outer wall of the small building was also extinguished by the fire extinguisher sticking out of the window. There was a guy who hit Billy with a Molotov cocktail as soon as he shot it, and this guy splashed gasoline all over his body and became a burning man, so no one dared to throw Molotov cocktails.

Several more families fled into our building during the day. The running water was off, there was no cell phone signal, no landline calls could be made, and it was still a mess outside. When the outer wall was lit with Molotov cocktails, the women and children, including the black tea sister, were scared and cried.

In the gloom and gloom, the night came again as scheduled. The night made the mob excited again, but they had been tossing and turning for 24 hours, and it was impossible for them to be as crazy as they had been at the beginning of the riots, and more importantly, the mob was still unorganized, and most of them saw that the place was well guarded and had no hope of looting, and left with a few cold shots and two Molotov cocktails throughout the night.

When dawn came on the 23rd, we finally heard the sound of helicopters, and loudspeakers repeatedly playing announcements asking people to go home as soon as possible or they would be treated as rioters by the army. The army finally came to quell the riots. A few people and I who were watching from the top of the building stood up happily and waved to the National Guard helicopter, but an unexpected scene suddenly appeared before our eyes. I saw a flash of light, make a small turn, and go straight into the body of the helicopter that had just flown not far above us, and in a dazzling firelight, the helicopter spun and fell while scattering debris, crashing into a multi-storey parking lot and completely burning into flames.

A few of us were stunned, this is completely a scene that only appears in movies. After a long time, Tom Qi muttered, "Is it an anti-aircraft missile?" How could there be such a thing? ”

Isn't it the guys who are demanding independence from Western Nevada? These people are most likely to resort to armed struggle, and it is not uncommon to have several anti-aircraft missiles. If these people and the army get involved, how will the army react? Will there be a killing spree on civilians because of excessive tension?

This series of thoughts raced through my head, and I could only scream, "Go downstairs, don't show your head when the army and police come!" ”

Sure enough, by the time it was getting dark, we could see a large crowd running into the alley, but no one cared about looting. Then we heard the sound of M16 and M4 rifle fire in the direction of the street, and occasionally the sound of M249 and M60 machine gun fire, and when the gunfire stopped, it was relatively quiet throughout the night, and the beam of searchlights continued to shoot down the alley from the direction of the street. Then in the morning, groups of heavily armed National Guards appeared in the alleys, and these people were clearly irritated and wanted to shoot at the slightest hint of trouble. Right before us, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old black boy happily came out of a building and waved to the National Guard, only to be knocked down by a single shot. In fact, the young man was just taking this drink bottle, probably to ask these soldiers for some water.

Although there were no thugs on the streets, there was still no one on the streets. But if you don't go out, you can't do it, there is no water in the building. Several old men volunteered, slowly opened the door, raised their hands, and shouted "Don't shoot" while walking out, and walked to the officer who led the team to negotiate with the officer. With the permission of the officers, they went to a nearby convenience store that had been looted to get some water and drinks. This kept us going for another day before we left Billy's small building after making sure it was safe.