Bob said, "Stephen, think of something quickly, or we'll all be here!"
What he meant was that he could hardly bear it any longer, otherwise he would have solved it here.
"I didn't expect that snipers were staring at us. As soon as we showed up, we would be killed. Do you want to die?" Stephen asked them.
Everyone was silent.
"If you really can't stand it, let's deal with it at your place. At worst, I can take a shower at night!" Stephen said.
"Otherwise we have to wait until night?"
Some people can't stand it anymore.
"Whatever you want!" Stephen's patience has almost been worn away: "I think you cherish your lives.
A few minutes later someone shouted: "I can't stand it anymore..."
Then he lay there and played the trumpet. Everyone looked at him in shock, and a very pungent odor filled the air.
"Huh..." This person even exhaled loudly after letting go.
Everyone was envious of him looking so comfortable, but they hadn't reached that point yet.
Fortunately, there are no women here, otherwise I would not be able to bear it.
How long can they hold on
This guy said something again that made everyone uncomfortable: "Can a living person be choked to death by urinating?"
No one took his words.
Half an hour later, some people couldn't stand it any more and solved it on the spot. Suddenly the whole hall was filled with that smell.
The key is that their doors and windows are closed and there is no ventilation. They are all maintained by an air conditioner, but the capacity of an air conditioner is limited.
"It stinks, Stephen, where did you buy the air conditioner here?" Bob asked.
Stephen said: "I don't remember!"
"Is it Miss Dong's?"
"who?"
"It's that Chinese woman!"
"Oh, it shouldn't be. Just look up and see for yourself!" Stephen didn't care about this.
Bob looked up and said: "No wonder, it smells so bad here..."
"Yeah, isn't it broken?"
"How is that possible?" Stephen didn't believe it.
"Then why is it so hot and smells so bad?"
"How would I know!"
They struggled with this. Ten minutes later, someone couldn't stand it anymore: "I really can't stand it anymore. I'll just die..."
There was a lump on the ground next to him, both large and small. It looked like something. He was sweating profusely and was about to be suffocated to death.
last night
They ate and drank so much that now they are all out and the smell is amazing!
"Liaslo, please bear with me..." Bob said.
"No, no, I can't bear it anymore..." Liaslo stood up and was about to run away.
"Don't get up..."
Stephen shouted loudly, but it was too late, Liaslo's head was exploded, his body fell, and the remaining half of his face fell into his tuba.
One side's eyes were ferocious, and his body was still twitching.
Looking at this scene, everyone was frightened. The sniper was really staring at them.
"Where are your guns? Hurry, break all the glass windows!"
Stephen finally thought about this problem.
If the window is broken, air will come in, but do they all have guns? Did you come here for breakfast this morning and bring a gun with you
No!
"I didn't bring it!"
"I didn't bring it either!"
"Throw things!" Stephen said, "Throw all the hard things you have on you at the window and break the glass!"
"Yes!" someone said.
"Take it out quickly and throw it away!"
"There are no women here!" the man said.
"You are still saying such sarcastic words at this time!"
"Who is carrying these things! Why is there only a long table in the middle of your hall? There is nothing else!"
Stephen didn't know how to answer. Is this his fault? When you first came here, didn’t you all praise me for how beautiful and luxurious this place is
"Chair, the chair over there!" Someone suggested: "Pull the chair over and smash the glass!"
"Okay!" Stephen said, "I know the rope, give me the clothes you are wearing!"
As Stephen said this, he began to take off his clothes, and then tore them into strips, which were not long enough.
They didn't bother, rolled up their clothes into balls and threw them to Stephen.
Stephen made the clothes into a rope, tied one end into a ball, and then threw it hard to hook the chair.
After trying several times, I was finally able to hook the chair and slowly pull it over.
boom…
But at this moment, a bullet hit and broke the rope.
"this… "
Everyone was shocked. Is the sniper's shooting so accurate
"Try again!" said Bob.
Give the clothes to Stephen again, and say: "Stephen, it's up to you!"
Stephen was sweating profusely and he almost
I had no strength left, but I still threw it hard. This time it took more than ten minutes to hook a chair.
But the result was still aborted.
"It's over, we're done..."
Bang, bang…
The walls outside were ringing.
"What are the snipers doing?" Bob asked.
Because the sound came from the wall behind Bob.
"Bob, you have to be careful, the sniper is going to shoot through the wall and then..." Stephen said in surprise.
"No, it's impossible. He can't hit the same spot with every bullet!" Bob was not worried at all.
Stephen said: "I hope so!"
"Are your walls all made of cement?" Bob asked.
"Of course!" said Stephen.
"That's good. Concrete and steel bars are very hard. No matter how good his marksmanship is, he can't get in!" Bob was relieved.
Bang, bang…
Bullets were hitting the wall outside, and every bullet seemed to hit everyone's heart. It was so uncomfortable and tortured. They had never been in such a situation!
Fortunately, it didn't reach the point where life would be worse than death.
boom…
"ah… "
After more than a dozen shots, Bob screamed. His shoulder was shot through, and he screamed with blood flowing out of his shoulder.
"This, this..." Stephen was stunned, and everyone was stunned.
How can it be? Bob was shot in just a moment. How good is this sniper's shooting skills? What bullet did he use? It can even break through walls!
Then their current location can also be hit.
"Help me..." Bob struggled.
The bullet was not fatal, but the bullet penetrated his shoulder and blood flowed all over the floor. He would soon bleed to death.
Everyone is helpless, or they have too much time to take care of themselves. How can they help him
"Call the brothers, Stephen, tell them to come up and save us..." someone said.
"No, they will be killed as long as they pass there. Didn't they call just now?" Someone said: "It's useless, the snipers won't let them come!"
"Then let them use guns to break the glass down there, right?" Someone suggested.
It seemed that they had ignored Bob who was screaming for help.
"Yes, you should have said it earlier!"
"Okay!" Stephen was on the phone at this time.