America 1881: Legend of the West

Santos rode a horse, carried a gun, and wandered along Route 66 with a few young men.

This highway is a road that runs through the east and west of the United States. It is the only way for many merchants to go to California. It is also the route that Hernandez used to make a fortune.

Until that man appeared and killed six of them within seconds.

Now that we are back to our old business, of course we still have to rely on the mountains, the water, and the road to survive.

Cavalry and patrolmen would occasionally hang out near the highway, but they could never cover all parts of Route 66 in New Mexico, and they were obviously more concerned about the Indians.

This is the seventh day in a row that Santos has been sent out to get supplies.

If that old bastard Hernandez hadn't promised him that he could pick out the things he grabbed first, he wouldn't have come out to work.

Those lazy people in the mine are like having their hands and feet cut off.

In the past week, he didn't even get a call for the first five days. Yesterday, the sixth day, he finally intercepted a carriage transporting illicit liquor to a nearby town.

I wonder if I have the same good luck today.

"Hey, boss, look over there!" One of his men pointed forward.

A carriage was approaching. The driver in front of the carriage was half-covered by a cowboy hat. He had a piece of grass in his mouth, his hands behind his head, his legs resting high on the shaft, and he was humming. Unknown tune.

The corners of Santos' mouth curved.

Isn't luck here?

He clamped his legs around the horse, whistled suddenly in his mouth, and rushed towards the carriage.

Santos didn't care at all that he was discovered on the other side. In this wilderness where he could see as far as the eye could see, he felt that there was really no point in ambush.

He likes to see the other side running away in panic, since they can't escape anyway.

As usual, his horse boys quickly surrounded him and pointed their guns at the groom.

The groom raised his hands.

"Get off! Lie on the car with your head in your hands." Santos shouted sharply.

He pulled out the revolver from his waist and pointed it at the groom.

The groom got up very obediently, got out of the carriage, and squatted on the side of the carriage.

There were no weapons on him, and Santos realized that this man seemed to be an Asian, and he seemed to be honest and friendly.

There is a shed behind the carriage, more like those of caravans in style.

"What do you do? What's in the car?" Santos asked.

The groom looked at him blankly.

"Damn, you're a fool who can't understand English!" Santos cursed. He looked at a horse boy and pouted at the back of the carriage. "You, go and take a look behind the carriage."

The horse boy dismounted, ran to the back of the carriage with his gun, and stuck his head in.

Then he retreated with the gun pressed against his head.

Several big men jumped out of the carriage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Santos and his men immediately prepared to pull the trigger.

The scene erupted with gunshots.

The head of the horse boy who stuck his head into the carriage was the first to bloom. The person who killed him was an Indian.

A white cowboy pulled out his gun at a speed that the gangsters couldn't see. His right hand held the trigger, and his left hand struck the hammer continuously. Within two seconds, all the gangsters in front of him fell to the ground.

The remaining men were quickly slaughtered by the Indians who jumped out of the wagons.

They didn't even think about who to shoot with their guns.

The honest groom in front of Santos suddenly stood up.

Santos' eyes were dazzled. Before he could react, the groom had already approached him.

He held Santos' gun-raising hand with one hand and pushed it upward, and the muzzle of the gun touched Santos' chin.

"You fired too slowly. The last one who was faster than you has already lost his head." Chen Jianqiu looked slightly regretful.

Santos was dumbfounded.

Within a few dozen seconds, he was the only one left dead in the hyena gang's foraging team.

"Brother, brother, which road are you on?" Santos's chin was hurt by the barrel of the gun. He really couldn't think of any colleagues nearby who were active here and had such good skills.

Bounty hunter or military fishing law enforcement? But these Indians don't look alike.

Chen Jianqiu took the revolver out of his hand, then took out another one from the back of his waist, finally took off his boots, and poured another handful out of his boots.

This guy is indeed following Hernandez, and he is also a veteran.

Chen Jianqiu threw all three revolvers to Geronimo behind him.

Santos was desperate. Although Chen Jianqiu had let him go, if he tried to turn around and escape now, the white cowboy just now could kill him instantly.

"My request is very simple. Just take us into your hyena gang's mine at night." Chen Jianqiu tidied up Santos' clothes. "This request is not difficult, isn't it."

These people want to enter the headquarters of the Hyena Gang? Just these few of them?

After listening to Chen Jianqiu's words, Santos suddenly burst out with a fierce desire to survive. These people were crazy.

He sneered inwardly.

For the time being, listen to them and wait until you enter the stronghold to find an opportunity to escape. In your own territory, this group of people will face a dead end.

Chen Jianqiu handed Santos into Adam's hands.

Laoyoutiao looked at Laoyoutiao, this guy couldn't do anything wrong.

Adam threw him into the back of the carriage, and the group headed toward the mine.

Arriving at the back of the mine, Chen Jianqiu climbed up the ridge behind the mine.

Teresa, Loczen, and several Indian warriors with relatively accurate marksmanship were already waiting for him there.

The injury on Luo Cen's shoulder had not healed yet, but she heard in the cave that Chen Jianqiu wanted some soldiers with good marksmanship, so she insisted on following them.

"You will need me." She said to Chen Jianqiu, very firmly.

Chen Jianqiu did not stop her. He knew that this woman who could survive the cruel living environment in the West, like Teresa, was more resolute than many men.

He gave all the spears in the team to these soldiers, and assigned shooting positions at different angles to these soldiers.

"Each of you is responsible for keeping an eye on each person on the sentry tower. If there is fire in the direction of the mine, shoot." Chen Jianqiu warned.

He thought for a moment and then added to Luo Cen: "If something happens to our car during inspection at the gate, we will shoot immediately."

"Do not hesitate."

Lozen nodded.

After the arrangements were made, Chen Jianqiu returned to the carriage at the foot of the mountain.

Asuka and several Indian warriors were unloading the bodies of the hyena gang from the carriage, taking off their clothes and putting them on themselves.

After a while, they changed their clothes. From a distance, they looked no different from the original owners of the clothes.

"Check your weapons." Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo checked every detail of the action again.

Then they waited for nightfall.

Soon it was completely dark.

Chen Jianqiu climbed onto the carriage and pointed to the seat next to him:

"Sir, please."

Santos thought for a moment and sat on it. He looked left and right and began to observe the carriage and the surrounding environment in order to look for opportunities to escape later.

But soon, he became honest, because there was a cold barrel pressed against his waist.

Chen Jianqiu lifted the reins with one hand, and the carriage circled towards the entrance of the valley.

The show has begun.

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