1850 American Gold Tycoon
Chapter 255: Indian lying on the ground
"Lieutenant Colonel, we have been squatting here for more than half a month, why haven't we seen Bernat's gang of ghosts come? Could it be that these ghosts won't come?"
Wang Shu, who was wearing a bear skin and with seven big feathers on his head, said anxiously. Google search reading
After putting on the animal skin suit, the feathers on his head became a symbol of his military rank. The more feathers, the higher his military rank.
For example, Deng Yan in front of Wang Shu had nine big feathers on his head, two full feathers more than him. He is the person with the most feathers on his head in the entire camp.
After the training of the teaching company established in New York, they were assigned to various companies as grassroots officers and non-commissioned officers.
Wang Shu, who had been demoted to the rank of private in New York, was reinstated because of his excellent performance during the training period and continued to serve as the commander of the first company.
Of course, in addition to feathers, Wang Shu's military rank can also be seen from the entire bear skin he wears.
According to regulations, only company commanders, that is, officers with the rank of captain or above, can wear bearskin.
The reason for the distinction in clothing is also to distinguish the Indians and California soldiers in the camp, so that when the enemy attacks, the soldiers can find their commanders as quickly as possible and organize quickly to fight.
"Why are you so anxious? It's only been twenty-one days. It will take some time for those ghosts to find this place. There are no trains in Oregon, and there are no roads in the forest."
Like a skilled Klamath tribesman, Deng Yan skillfully slashed open the chest of a beaver with the sharp Bowin hunting knife in his hand, neatly separated the beaver skin and meat, and then threw the beaver meat into the In front of Wang Shu.
"Eating meat every now and then, staying in the camp with good food and drink, isn't your life comfortable enough?"
"It's because Dundon is meat, that's why"
Wang Shu glanced at the beaver meat on the ground and almost vomited it out.
He has been eating beaver meat for more than twenty days in a row. Not to mention the smell of beaver meat, he now wants to vomit just by looking at it.
"I don't know how blessed I am. In Guangdong, I can't eat this stuff every time I want." Deng Yan glared at Wang Shu, "Looking at the bad habits you are used to, I am the commander-in-chief of the Guangdong Navy. When I was young, I couldn’t eat meat more than once a month.”
"I'm just complaining. I've eaten too much of these meat and fish. I just want to eat some vegetables to get rid of the meat and fish." Wang Shu scratched his head and laughed.
"There are so many poisonous insects like this. If we stay here for a little longer, I'm afraid we will become Indians."
"Go away! The Indians here are no better cooked than the Indians in California. They can only fish and hunt. Where can they find vegetables? We have already peeled off the wild vegetables nearby."
With that said, Deng Yan pointed to the meat that had been loaded into the truck next to him and continued to talk to Wang Shu.
"Send a few brothers to pull this cart of meat to the artillery company's camp."
As soon as Deng Yan finished speaking, a sentry came running to report to him: "Lieutenant Colonel! They are coming, they are coming, our camp is being targeted."
"I've been waiting for this day! With so many good men, I don't believe these guys won't take the bait." Deng Yan stopped what he was doing, put Bao Yin's hunting knife back into its scabbard, and then called five signal soldiers.
"Inform the artillery company and cavalry company to get ready. Tell them that the colonel has an order. This combat mission is to annihilate all these ghosts. No one can let them escape!"
"Yes! Sir!" the signal soldiers replied.
"Take it easy, don't let those ghosts know that our people are hiding nearby." Deng Yan emphasized.
The infantry can be used as bait to hide from the ghost elders at a distance, but if the ghost elders find out that they have established cavalry and artillery, they will definitely not be able to hide it.
Therefore, Deng Yan did not let the cavalry and artillery stay in the camp beside the river valley together, so as not to alert the enemy.
After the signal soldiers took the order and left, Deng Yan said to Wang Shu again.
"Let the brothers continue peeling skins, do what you are supposed to do, don't let the ghost bosses stare at us, don't let the ghost bosses notice anything unusual. Put our tied skins in a more obvious and neat place, so that the ghost bosses can Look at our good skins. I don’t believe we can’t catch these ghosts with so many good skins.”
Bernat has more than 350 people, and more than 350 people have more than 350 mouths. Faced with so many high-quality furs that are "at your fingertips", he doesn't believe in Bernat's gang of ghosts. Can bear it.
Deep in the jungle, Bernat and others looked at the Indian camp in the river valley from a distance.
The mountains of fine furs piled up in the camp made them itchy.
In their eyes, these fine furs are dollars and gold!
Bernat always felt that something was wrong. Since his killing spree in Oregon, few Indian tribes dared to hunt beavers blatantly along the Columbia River.
Although this camp was not obvious and far away from the nearby white settlement area, Bernat still felt it was strange. He just couldn't tell where it was. He just intuitively felt that something was wrong compared to usual. My eyelids were twitching quite a bit today.
"Let's do it! These fine leathers are simply the best gift God has given us." Sanders geared up, looking eager and ready to take action at any time.
"These Indians have a lot of guns, and about half of the Indians carry guns on their backs!" Bernat noticed that the musket equipment rate of these Indians was quite high.
The use of muskets by Indians is not new. During the Spanish rule in the Oregon region, the local Indian tribes traded furs with the Spanish for muskets to improve the tribe's combat effectiveness.
But it would be good if three or four out of ten Indians were equipped with muskets. About half of the Indians were equipped with muskets, which seemed a little abnormal to Bernat.
"Many of our men are retired veterans, and many of them are veterans who participated in the Mexican-American War. There is no need to worry about these Indians being equipped with muskets."
Bernat's partner Netman was quite dismissive of this.
What if the Indians were equipped with muskets? Aren’t they all a loosely organized mob?
In their previous battles with Indians, it was not like they had never dealt with Indians equipped with muskets.
Nettleman urged Bernat very impatiently: "Let's do it! Such good skins are actually in the hands of the Indians. It is simply a crime and a waste of natural resources! The Oregon region is the territory of the United States, and these skins should belong to us legal rights in the United States." citizen!"
"Yes, your Excellency, hurry up and give the order! In addition to these skins, there are hundreds of fine adult Indian scalps! I haven't seen so many adult Indians together for a long time."
Sanders couldn't wait to take out his Colt five-gun revolver.
After the United States annexed the Oregon and California regions, the massacre of local Indians intensified.
Compared to the Americans, the Spanish and British on the west coast of North America have become very amiable, kind and friendly in the eyes of these Indian tribes.
During the conflict with the Americans, these Indian tribes on the west coast of North America also learned to behave, and they no longer hunted animals for skins as high-profile as usual. Friendly tribes gathered together to hunt and divide labor and cooperate to improve the acquisition of furs. s efficiency.
Because when they were hunting for skins, it was when these white men were most active.
The reason why the white people in the Oregon area chose to move around at this time was because, firstly, they could directly kill them and obtain their scalps to receive a reward from their big leader in Washington, and secondly, they could directly seize their skins, which could be said to kill two birds with one stone.
"As long as we get these skins and scalp these savage Indians. Take the skins to California and exchange them for gold, and take the scalps to Portland and exchange them for U.S. dollars, we will also be rich and wealthy."
Not only Bateman and Sanders, but also other subordinates came to urge Bernat to give the order to take action.
"Prepare to attack!"
Bernat had no choice but to give the order.
His team is not a regular army, and he cannot use military orders to restrain his unruly men. The only thing that can restrain these men is gold dollars.
This is a group of guys whose father is whoever can give them gold and dollars. It is unrealistic to expect them to impose strict orders.
In addition to his 50-man guard, Bernat's ability to restrain the remaining 300 people is also very limited.
Even if Bernat didn't give the order, these people would definitely not be able to bear the temptation of these furs and scalps and do it themselves.
After Bernat gave the order, the white men quickly lined up under the order of the small leader and approached the Indian camp.
Looking at the Indian camp, Bernat couldn't help but laugh at the fact that these Indians had no military knowledge at all and would actually choose to build their own camp in a valley with no danger of defending and backed by the Columbia River.
Once surrounded by such a terrain, it would be difficult to even run away.
However, when I think about the status of these Indians as barbarians, I feel normal. If these Indians knew some military common sense, the price of their scalps would not drop again and again.
"Drive these Indians into the water and into the Columbia River! Leave them with no way to escape!" Burnett ordered, holding up the Colt Six revolver in his hand.
A sudden burst of gunfire broke the silence of the Columbia River.
The Indians who heard the shots fired back with their muskets and bows and arrows.
However, the accuracy of long-range muskets is limited, and the impact of sparse bow and arrow throws is even more touching.
After a round of shooting, only two unlucky guys in Bernat's team unfortunately caught an arrow and two bullets. The rest were unscathed.
"After all, they are a bunch of barbarians, nothing more than a bunch of rabble!"
Seeing this, Sanders became even more excited.
It seems that the furs of these Indians and the scalps on their heads are already in the bag.
"Look! Look what these barbarians are doing. They were so frightened by us that they lay down with their guns! How should they reload ammunition while lying on the ground?"
Bateman fired a shot into the Indian camp and couldn't help laughing.
"Even if we give them the most advanced weapons in the world, these yellow savages don't know how to use them! Are they lying down waiting for the bullets in their guns to run out before they receive our bayonets?"
But very quickly, the smiles on the faces of Sanders and Bateman, who had never seen the world, disappeared without a trace.
In their eyes, the Indians who lay down on the spot and hid behind logs and stone bunkers to fight back at them seemed to be using rifled guns, which were extremely accurate and could hit wherever they pointed.
After one round of shooting, more than twenty companions were shot and fell to the ground in an instant.
Indians with breech-loading rifles?
Burnett had an uneasy feeling in his heart.
Since these Indians were lying on the ground, hiding behind logs and stones and shooting, the damage caused by Burnat and others' shooting was very limited.
As far as the eye could see, Bernat saw no Indians lying behind logs and stones who had been hit.
Bernat's weapons were mainly equipped with muskets, and only a small number of people in the team were equipped with rifles.
Rifled guns were more expensive than smoothbore guns. In this era, the American military, whether it was the army or the navy, did not have many troops that had completed the replacement of rifled guns, let alone civilian armed forces like Burnett's.
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