Over there at the door, McClane was talking all kinds of swear words while playing a game with the enemies outside. You shoot as many times as I want.
Anyway, his purpose was to prevent the opponent from entering, and he was running out of bullets. Just because of his impulse, the few magazines he had had long been used up, and the one he was going to hit was Owen.
"Da da da da da da da da da"
There was a burst of gunfire from inside, and McClain was startled. He thought someone had come in, but when he entered, he found that there was no one at all. It was Irving who was shooting at a wall.
The submachine gun soon made a "click" sound, and the bullets were gone. This was Owen's last bullet. Owen had given the rest of the spare magazines to McClain.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang"
Ignoring McClane's confused look, Irving took out his pistol again and fired at the wall. The bullet left an oval mark on the wall.
"Don't worry about me here. Just go and watch the door."
"OK."
McClain immediately understood what Owen was going to do. Owen was enough here. He continued to return to the outside and shoot at the robbers outside. Now his purpose was to attract the attention of the outside world and not let the outside world guess their purpose.
It didn't matter that he was running out of bullets. McClane began to greet the mothers and sisters of those outside.
Stimulated by McClane, the gunfire outside became violent. Under the cover of these gunfire, the gunfire inside seemed less abrupt. When McClane was feeling proud, there was suddenly no sound outside the door.
The situation was a bit strange. McClain also stopped shooting. There was a pile of bullet casings at his feet. The last magazine was empty. Now he could only rely on his pistol.
The gunshots inside also stopped immediately. At just the right time, Owen popped up from the inside and gestured OK to McClain. He was here to call McClain. He was going to ask McClain to make some noise at the door.
Then the two of them quietly entered the village, with no intention of shooting.
Unexpectedly, there was suddenly no sound outside. Owen cast a questioning look at McClain. McClain shrugged and said he didn't know. Then the two of them heard two soft "clang" sounds coming from outside the door.
Then, the door was quickly pushed open a crack, and something was thrown in. The thing that was thrown in seemed to be heavy, and it made a muffled sound when it fell to the ground.
Owen secretly cursed me, without even looking at the things on the ground. He shouted "Run" and then rushed to the inner room first.
The two soft sounds just now were too familiar to him. He had heard them countless times in movies. They were clearly the sound of the grenade circlip being pulled out.
McClain wasn't stupid either. He roughly guessed what was thrown in, and rushed into the back room following Owen.
"boom"
A violent explosion sounded behind the two of them, and Owen felt that the whole building was shaking. The two people inside were directly knocked down by the shock wave and fell forward.
Owen controlled his body, protected his head with his hands, and hit the wall directly.
Dust flew up with the roar, and a big hole was broken in the wall along the traces he had made before. When the two people came out of the big hole in disgrace, they were already standing in the next room.
Fortunately, the layout of this suite was exactly the same as the 4008 they were in before. The two of them didn't bother to dust themselves off, found the front door, kicked it open, and then rushed towards the corridor lifelessly.
There was no one in the corridor except for the two guys lying on the ground. The weather-beaten door next door had completely disappeared after the explosion just now, and the robbers had already rushed in.
Owen and McClain ran towards the nearest fire escape. Footsteps were heard soon after. It seemed that the guy who rushed in also discovered the big hole in the wall and followed the trajectory.
"Quick, quick, quick," Owen kept urging. The two of them ran quickly, getting closer and closer to the fire exit. When they saw that there were still more than ten meters left, the iron door of the passage was suddenly opened from the inside, and then a guy with a gun appeared.
Came out from inside.
Owen was stunned, and the guy opposite was also stunned, and then they both raised their guns almost at the same time.
Irving wanted to take a step faster, and the bullets he fired hit the iron door with a ping-pong-pong, frightening the opponent back. Irving was also dragged by McClain into another passage. He could not go up the stairs, so he could only find other ones.
The passage left and the two of them ran quickly.
"This way, this way."
Now McClane is in front and Owen is behind. McClane remembers that there is an escape tunnel in the other direction.
But when they turned around, they were dumbfounded. The passage in front of them was actually blocked and transformed into a utility room.
There were sundries everywhere on the floor, and there were a lot of dismantled bed sheets and quilts piled on the trolley next to it. This was obviously a place where cleaning workers temporarily piled items to be cleaned.
Damn it, the two of them had to stop. Except for the trolley, everything was covered with sheets and quilts, and there was no place to hide. The messy footsteps behind them were getting closer and closer. The other party was coming soon, and there were quite a lot of them.
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What to do? What to do? The two looked around, and Owen suddenly saw a chute similar to the one used to throw garbage in old-fashioned buildings. The word "Laundry Room" was written on the chute.
There are a lot of old sheets stacked next to the chute. It seems that the cleaning staff of the suite usually uses this chute to throw dirty sheets and other things directly into the laundry room downstairs.
"Go! Go! Go!"
The footsteps behind them had already arrived. The two looked at each other, no longer hesitated, and got into the chute one after another. When the robbers arrived, there was no one here, only McClain's scream was still there.
It kept coming from the mouth of the chute.
Owen originally thought that the inside of the slide was a curved passage like the slide, but when he entered it, he discovered that only the first small section was curved, and then almost all of it was vertical.
The 360-degree surround sound in the slide was filled with McClane's screams. Owen himself was extremely nervous because they were falling down almost at a free fall speed.
Owen's heart suddenly rose. God knows which floor the laundry room is on. If it was on the first floor, there would be no difference between them falling like this and jumping off the building.
Owen tried to grab something to slow down, but he couldn't grab anything. There were smooth road walls all around, making it too slippery to get his hands on.
It was so dark in the slide that nothing could be seen. There was only occasional light, and it was fleeting. It was impossible to see what it was.
Owen thought it should be the entrance to the slide on other floors. He tried to grab it, but he couldn't grab it at all. The speed was too fast.
I don't know how long it took, but Owen suddenly felt a pain in his butt. His body finally landed. The pipe seemed to turn into an arc again, and then the feeling of riding on a slide came back. Then his eyes lit up and his body fell into
In a pile of soft, followed by McClain.
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New book for newcomers, please recommend and collect it