Before the shot had even echoed away, he fired again.

A third shot echoed in the distance but never seemed to hit anywhere.

A second shot echoed through the wide valley-and then a third.

Behind them a third shot echoed over the trees.

Besides, in these conditions, the shot would echo, seeming to come from everywhere.

An instant later, three quick shots echoed across the valley.

The shots echoed through the hall as he replaced his weapon.

The shots echoed round the dark, empty space beyond the small balcony.

A few moments later the last shots were echoing and the bird lay dead.

A shot echoed from inside the house and lingered in the humid air.