The people Peng Bo wants to thank the most now are Zhen Yinxue, who offered to let him learn shooting, and Meng Mitao, who trained him for two weeks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMaybe the two girls had an intuition that Peng Bo would encounter a dangerous shootout.

With a pistol in his hand and an automatic rifle in his hand, Peng Bo hid under a vent on the roof, not daring to show his head.

"Unification, can you take the shape of a shield?" Peng Bo asked.

"Yes!"

"Can you stop the bullets? Is it a big energy consumption? Peng Bo asked again. He didn't want to suddenly lose protection in the middle of a fight.

"The energy consumption of blocking bullets is not large, as long as it is not a continuous hit, dozens of hits are still possible." Unified back.

"Alright! Then fight! When I go back, I must ask Sister Xue to give me a salary increase! Peng Bo took out the instant noodle robot, and at the same time controlled the instant noodles into an oval shield.

Peng Bo shielded his body with his shield, then reached out from behind the shield and shot.

Although the crossbow gun used in practice before, the feel of the handle is also similar to that of a pistol, and the feeling of aiming is similar, but the crossbow gun is more difficult to balance because of the large body of the gun.

Peng Bo fired several shots in a row, although he couldn't see clearly in the night, he just fired at the place where someone was shooting, and he didn't think about hitting anyone, just to vent the fear in his heart first.

And several rounds of bullets from the militants hit the shield. Although a lot of the impact was canceled, Peng Bo still felt like someone had hit the shield with a hammer.

Peng Bo had just fired a few shots when the door to the roof stairwell was opened again, and Xiao Bin was also holding an automatic rifle behind the door to shoot at Peng Bo.

Since there was no gunshot, it was not until the bullet hit the side and sparked that Peng Bo realized that someone had shot him from the side.

"Damn!" Peng Bo scolded himself for being careless and hid under the vents.

"Damn, Xiaobin, who is this guy?" Lao Yan saw Xiaobin appear at the top of the stairs, so he shouted.

"A rat that slipped through the net!" Xiaobin also replied loudly, not worrying about Peng Bo hearing it.

"How do I feel that this guy is a professional, not a policeman, right?" Lao Yan shouted, he was shocked by Peng Bo's action of knocking down his subordinates just now, being able to disarm a person so quickly and professionally is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"How do I know!" Xiaobin replied.

"Boy, you won't be an armed policeman, will you?" Lao Yan shouted at Peng Bo.

Peng Bo didn't answer, he didn't have the heart to reinforce that kind of answering all kinds of questions.

At this time, Peng Bo was thinking, why do these people use silencer weapons? They must not want to make too much of a fuss!

If you don't want it, I'll do it! Peng Bo gritted his teeth and removed the muffler from the muzzle of his pistol and automatic rifle.

"Boy, if you're a policeman, then I won't kill you! Obediently come out and surrender and take us hostage! Lao Yan shouted loudly as he shot.

It was Peng Bo's gunfire that answered Lao Yan.

Bang! Bang!

Two loud bangs like thunderbolts sounded in the silent night sky.

New Year's Eve is not like Chinese New Year's Eve, and many people come out to celebrate like crazy. More people were crazy enough yesterday's New Year's Eve, and only a few people chose to have a continuous carnival tonight.

There weren't many people on the streets around the concert hall, this was the old town, and most of the people who lived there were older citizens, and no one went to square dance tonight, so they all chose to rest early at home.

The sudden gunfire woke up the surrounding residents, and at the same time attracted the attention of the fat policeman who had not gone far.

The fat cop had just left the concert hall and went to the convenience store on the corner to buy a lot of late-night snacks. He still has patrol duties tonight, because of the New Year, most of the police in S City have not rested.

"Gunshots?!" The bottled coffee in the fat policeman's hand shook, and ordinary people may find it difficult to distinguish the difference between the sound of firecrackers and gunshots, but he learned to shoot in the police academy, and the fat policeman who is familiar with firearms can hear it at once. He looked back in the direction where the gunshots had come from, the concert hall where he had just left.

"Headquarters, I'm police number H6234, I noticed gunshots nearby, now go and check the situation!" The fat cop is not a hero either, and he immediately reports his findings to the bureau.

"Officer H6234, please go check it out." An answer came from the police intercom.

The loud gunfire made the militants in the concert hall nervous, and one by one they clenched their automatic weapons in their hands and kept looking around.

The hostages who were in custody had already gotten past the initial panic, and with the exception of a few ladies who were still crying on the floor, most had adapted to the situation and began to talk in whispers.

The sudden sound of gunfire caused the hostages to panic again, even the men who thought they were bold.

Meihua was very nervous at first, and her breathing was not smooth. Later, under the comfort of Zhen Yinxue and Xiaowen, he gradually recovered. Now I heard the gunshots outside, and my nervous breathing became rapid.

Zhen Yinxue and Xiaowen glanced at each other, the second daughter knew that Peng Bo was outside, but now there was no way for the second daughter to know whether Peng Bo was safe or not. They could only pray that the gunfire was not aimed at Peng Bo.

In addition, Zhen Yinxue and Xiaowen also found that Meihua did not seem at a loss like most rich daughters in the whole incident, but seemed to be very used to it.

Xiaowen asked curiously, "Miss Meihua, aren't you worried about the current situation?" ”

Meihua calmed down the **** who was still going up and down just now, and said in a still elegant tone: "I grew up in the south of Chicago, USA, where the law and order is very poor, and it is a key area for gang contention, and I fall asleep listening to gunshots every night. ”

Xiaowen opened her mouth wide in surprise and said with a sigh: "I didn't expect Miss Meihua to come out of that environment!" ”

Miss Meihua smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Maybe the chaotic and poor environment is my real motivation." I chose to play the piano in the first place so that I could one day change my destiny through my talent. ”

Xiaowen looked at Meihua with admiration, the latter was originally her idol, and now the image in her heart seems to be plated with another layer of brilliance.

The other hostages who heard the gunfire began to speculate, whispering that the gunfire outside was a signal that someone was coming to their rescue, but many more feared that the militants would start using the hostages as a shield and dragging them to death if they were cornered.

"If you want me to say, it's best that those policemen don't want to be heroes, and it's the best way to give money and release talents!" Su Lang said in the crowd.

"Indeed! These people just want money, and if they give money, they shouldn't kill anyone. ”

"Why are there still gunshots? Stop! ”

Although many people agreed with Su Lang's statement, Deng Youzhu and Shi Rushan, who were beside Su Lang, had indifferent expressions.

From the very beginning when the militants entered the banquet hall, Deng Youzhu and Shi Rushan behaved very indifferently, not wanting to be a little exaggerated like Su Lang.

Su Lang was very timid at first, and only dared to hide behind his bodyguard Zhang Yuanzhong. Later, when the people were searched and left behind, one of the militants whispered something in his ear, and he suddenly became bold. Not only did he speak a little louder in the crowd, but he also took the initiative to come to Deng Youzhu's side again, with a posture of preparing to be a hero to save the beauty.

Brother Rui frowned tightly, and walked out of the banquet hall without speaking. When he came to the corridor where there was no one, he shouted angrily directly at the intercom in his hand: "Xiaobin, Lao Yan, what's going on?" How can there be gunshots? ”

"Brother Rui," Xiao Bin replied stiffly, "it was the mouse that slipped away, he knocked down the two of us and snatched the gun." But we've trapped him on the roof, so we won't need ......."

"A bunch of rubbish!" Brother Rui didn't wait for Xiaobin to finish speaking, and said: "Xiaobin, you will deduct one percent this time, and give you two more minutes to completely solve that guy for me!" ”

"Brother Rui, that guy seems to be a professional, it's not easy to deal with!" Lao Yan also said at this time.

"Lao Yan, haven't you finished the roof business yet? After delaying for so long, I will also deduct your share of 10%! "Brother Rui is on the fire, no matter who comes, he will touch the ashes.

"Brother Rui, you also know that there was a note just now, and we didn't dare to make a big move, so it was delayed for a few minutes......"

"Hurry, hurry, put, that, one, old, rat,, drop!" Brother Rui gritted his teeth and said word by word in the intercom.

Xiao Bin and Lao Yan heard Brother Rui's words, especially the fierce tone, and they were all cold.

On the roof of the concert hall, Peng Bo fired two more indiscriminate shots, only to find that the gun in his hand was out of bullets.

It only then occurred to him that there was also the issue of ammunition.

Peng Bo took the automatic rifle and took down the magazine to look at it, and there were more than 20 rounds of ammunition in it. In addition, there is the backpack that I just snatched from the militant at my feet.

Maybe there were still bullets in the bag, but now was not the time to rummage, and Peng Bo was thinking about how to make good use of the more than twenty rounds of ammunition in his hand.

"I have to find a way to let Sister Xue and Xiaowen know that I'm still there, and I have to get in touch with them." Peng Bo thought as he loaded the magazine back into the automatic rifle.

"Unified, will you Morse code?" Peng Bo asked suddenly.

"Yes, master, what needs to be done."

"I want to use the sound of gunshots to send Morse codes, so that Sister Xue and they know that I am still there." Peng Bo said.

"Because of the limited number of words, I recommend sending some short English words or letters." Unified answers.

"Okay, then do it! Just send me the initials of my name and they'll know. Peng Bo gritted his teeth, raised the automatic rifle above his head with his backhand, and pulled the trigger without looking. (To be continued.) )