Directions (1-5) : Read the following passage carefully and answer the questions given below it in the context of the passage.

Our home stood behind the railroad tracks. Its skimpy yard was paved with black cinders. The only touch of green we could see was far away, beyond the tracks over where the white folks lived. But cinders were fine weapons. All you had to do was crouch behind the brick pillars of a house with your hands full of gritty ammunition. And the first wooly black head you saw from behind another row of pillars was your target. It was fun.   One day the gang to which I belonged found itself engaged in a war with the white boys who lived beyond the tracks. As usual we laid down our cinder barrage thinking this would wipe the white boys out. But they replied with a steady bombardment of broken bottles. We retreated. During the retreat a broken milk bottle caught me behind the ear, opening a deep gash. The sight of blood pouring over my face completely demoralised our ranks. My fellow combatants left me standing paralysed in the centre of the yard and scurried for their houses. A kind neighbour saw me and rushed me to a doctor.

Question-3 : The weapons used by the white in the gang fight were—