America 1881: Legend of the West

Bearded and his helpers installed the machine guns and bullets with great skill.

Gatlin's gun was pointed at the Indian warriors approaching from behind.

The shooter shook the handle, the machine gun began to roar, and dense bullets were sprayed on the oncoming soldiers.

"Spread out! Spread out! Get in the car!"

Geronimo at the front saw that the situation was not good and quickly jumped to the truck next to him.

He jumped into the air and then hung on the train's carriage.

But the few soldiers behind him were not so lucky.

The two people in front who failed to react were immediately hit by bullets. They were hit by a dense barrage of bullets, and even the people and horses were thrown out.

An Indian warrior behind followed Geronimo and jumped to the train. Geronimo grabbed the hook of the carriage door with one hand and stretched out his other hand.

But a shuttle of bullets hit the soldier who was still in the air. Dots of blood burst out from his body, the fire of life in his eyes went out, and his body fell back like a kite with its string broken.

"Running Bull!" Geronimo gritted his teeth. He took out the tomahawk from his waist and slammed the back of the ax on the lock of the carriage.

With just one click, the lock was broken. He exerted force with his arm, and the door of the carriage was forcefully opened by him alone.

The soldiers behind jumped over one after another. Some of them climbed onto the carriage, and some jumped into the carriage with Geronimo.

After the deputy shooter inserted a new magazine into the Gatling, his beard became more arrogant and he swept forward unscrupulously.

The roof of the carriage, the two edges of the carriage, and any place where Indians might appear in the next second were covered by his firepower.

There were several bucket trucks shorter than him separated from the truck compartment, and there were several guns behind him suppressing the high point. Unless the other side flew from three directions, otherwise, as many as they came would die.

Luo Cen heard the dense sound of Gatling here, and was startled. He quickly turned his head and looked, but he immediately saw the sacrifices of several Indian warriors.

But she couldn't see the Gatling in her sight, and her shooting angle was blocked by the prison van.

The detectives' shooting became more intensive, and she became more and more anxious.

Suddenly, she looked up and saw two detectives standing on the roof of the car. They were aiming in the direction behind the car, suppressing the Indian warriors who had boarded the back of the car.

Luo Cen raised his hand and fired two shots, killing one and wounding another.

"Quickly, kill that woman first. She is the most accurate among them." Russell gave the order while aiming at Loczen.

He was going to make the Indian sharpshooter pay.

Luo Cen whistled, and the soldiers following him quickly dispersed, while she herself drove her horse closer to the carriage in front.

She wanted to block the shooting angles of the detectives behind them, then board the train from the front and outflank them.

But when she approached the connection between the two carriages, a sharp pain suddenly came from her shoulder.

A bullet hit her shoulder.

Luo Cen fell sideways from his horse and was about to be swept under the car, and was crushed to pieces by the train.

A strong hand held her.

……

Geronimo, who was at the rear of the car, had already touched the roof of the car, but was suppressed by the firepower of the people on the roof of the car in front and the Gatling, unable to raise his head.

Suddenly he heard two gunshots. He looked up and found that the two detectives on the roof of the car had been beaten down.

"Come!" Geronimo shouted.

The Indian warriors climbed onto the roof of the vehicle, holding knives and tomahawks, and rushed forward.

They rushed to the edge of the car roof and saw the Gatling facing them.

Gatling sounded, but the Apache soldiers were not afraid of death and jumped forward from the roof of the car one after another.

Geronimo picked up the bow in his hand, aimed at the beard and shot an arrow.

The bearded man was concentrating on shooting at the soldiers who jumped from the roof of the car in front of him. Two people had already been knocked to the ground by him.

But he also saw the movement of Geronimo's hand and the arrow that shot towards him.

The bearded man dodged sideways to avoid the feather arrow.

Hehe, it's not that easy to shoot me to death. Now let's eat this big precious gun in my hand.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his bearded mouth. He turned the handle faster, and bullets shot out like a heavy rain again.

Those short bucket trucks had no cover, and they were simply a chasm between the moving train and Gatling's blockade. He was not worried at all that his firepower was insufficient or that it would break.

His assistant shooter has been working with him for many years, and can ensure that bullets are continuously replaced, with almost no interruption time.

After one sweep, the magazine inserted in the Gatling was finished.

"Reload! Reload quickly!" The bearded man shouted.

But no one responded to him.

He turned around and saw that his assistant shooter had fallen on the ammunition box, with an arrow stuck in his chest.

The bearded man avoided the arrow, but the deputy archer behind him did not.

When he looked back, he saw an Indian jumping on the first bucket truck and rushing towards him.

Geronimo's quiver was empty. He threw away the bow in his hand, took out the ax, leaned forward and charged forward.

He jumped from one bucket to another, as dexterously as a rock sheep on a cliff, but each jump was full of power and amazingly fast.

Bearded man panicked, he turned around hurriedly, stumbled to the ammunition box, and pulled his partner's body away from the box.

He took out two rows of magazines from the box and was about to turn around and load the machine gun.

An ax struck him straight in the back of the heart.

The beard was chopped to the ground. Geronimo raised the ax again and slashed at him. The Indian warriors behind him swarmed up and poured out their anger on him.

The machine gunner was quickly chopped into pieces.

Geronimo wiped the blood from his face and jumped into the carriage where the priest was imprisoned.

"Quick! Open the door and save people!"

He planned to rush in first to rescue the imprisoned priest, and then join up with Loczen and the others to evacuate, or directly find a way to disconnect the prison car from the car in front.

Geronimo unlocked the carriage in the same way.

They rushed in.

The carriage was dark.

"Vialik! My teacher! We are here to save you!"

Geronimo's voice echoed in the empty carriage, but there was no response.

His heart tightened.

He led the Apache warriors to the cage, and one warrior pulled a torch from behind and lit it.

There was nothing in the cage.

Is it possible, is it possible that the teacher has been...

Geronimo felt a suffocation in his chest. He couldn't imagine that the high priest would die like this.

Suddenly, Russell's wild laughter came from outside the carriage.

"Haha, Geronimo? Apache's God of War? Idiot! You and your Indian scum will just die in that carriage.

Geronimo ran to the end of the carriage and leaned against the carriage beside the door.

He had recovered from the emotion just now, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

How can I do? In this rescue operation, I was too reckless. Not only did I fail to rescue my high priest, but I lost many outstanding warriors.

He didn't see Luo Cen's figure, and he was afraid that he had also been killed.

How to do?

Russell's voice came from outside the carriage, and he gave the order:

"Keep an eye on this carriage for me. I'm going to kill all these scum inside! God of War? The one I, Pinkerton's number one detective, Russell, killed is God of War! I want..."

"boom!"

There was a gunshot.

Russell's rhetoric came to an abrupt end.

Another voice came from outside the carriage:

"I bet your boss won't be happy to hear you call yourself Pinkerton's number one detective."

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