America 1881: Legend of the West

Chen Jianqiu shuttled back and forth among the various boxes on the second floor of the "Hongfu Building", leaving traces of bullets in almost every box.

He patiently played hide-and-seek with his opponents on the wooden tower opposite, while sniping down the members of the pike team below.

As everyone knows, on that wooden tower, the mentality of "Drunkard Gun King" Yoshioka Kunihiko is close to collapse.

He also traveled between the various lookouts in the tower.

However, in addition to bullet casings, porcelain bottles that originally contained sake were scattered on the ground in front of each lookout.

He is also a capable person and needs to drink to maintain his shooting state.

When the first shot was fired, the one-eyed shooter almost thought the target was dead.

Although he couldn't see clearly whether the person holding the gun was Chen Jianqiu, judging from the opponent's position selection and killing situation, Yoshioka must be a master.

But just when he was about to call it a day and leave, that damn figure actually appeared in another part of the restaurant.

No matter how many times he fired, that person would always appear from somewhere else like a ghost.

"Come on! Bastard! Let's sniper!" After Yoshioka moved to a new position, he used his only remaining eye to stare at the figure through the lookout port.

But the man ignored him completely and just kept killing and wounding the members of the spear team.

Yoshioka could have stopped moving, but his long-term sniper career had made the habit of "shooting once and changing places" deeply ingrained in his brain.

So the "drunkard gun king" was exhausted.

His heart became weaker and weaker, but he drank more and more wine.

Although Yoshioka's drinking capacity is actually okay, he can't stand such a drinking method.

This tower was originally built by Xuanyang Society on the coast to monitor Chinatown. There are no other buildings around it and the view is very good.

In the supply box behind each sniper position, in addition to bullets, there is plenty of wine.

Yoshioka actually drank all the wine!

When he climbed to a lookout at the highest point, a gust of sea breeze came in from the cave and made him stagger.

He held on to the wall and swayed twice, but finally failed and fell asleep leaning against the corner.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly realized that there was no more suppression from the sentry tower. He felt relieved and continued to suppress the spear team below.

But he didn't forget the sentry tower either.

From the moment he entered Chinatown, he noticed the watchtower and was very unhappy.

"Li Sifu!" He yelled downstairs.

Ten seconds later, Li Sifu appeared on the second floor with bloodshot eyes.

He has been guarding the door on the first floor, waiting for Chen Jianqiu's call at any time, and shooting at the opposite side from time to time.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Li Sifu looked at the energetic Chen Jianqiu and was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

"Go to the pier and tell the gunner on the Kun to smash that sentry tower. What is it? Set up that thing to monitor Chinatown every day." Chen Jianqiu pointed to the fort.

"Um, use the main gun?" Li Sifu asked hesitantly.

"Nonsense, are the Krupp German products I bought with money just for viewing? Don't let the two secondary guns sit idle. If you don't get it right, just smash that one for me!" Chen Jianqiu rolled his eyes.

"Copy that!" Li Sifu had no problem, turned around and went downstairs to run away.

"Hey!" Chen Jianqiu suddenly called out to Li Sifu.

The young man immediately stopped and turned around: "Boss, is there anything else you want to give me?"

Chen Jianqiu glanced at the bloodshot eyes in Li Sifu's eyes and said, "Go and deliver the order and then don't come back. Go and sleep on the ship."

Li Sifu trembled at the tenderness in Chen Jianqiu's words. He opened and closed his mouth and was about to say something, but unexpectedly Chen Jianqiu's voice regained its majesty:

"Why don't you go quickly?"

Li Sifu shivered again and went downstairs.

On the battlefield on the street, the pike team was severely suppressed by the Chinese soldiers who outnumbered them.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, but it was difficult for the entire front to advance at all.

However, despite poor weapons, poor shooting training, poor positions, and no commander, the members of these spear teams have all been brainwashed by Shintoism.

Their fighting will is still there, and they are still fighting the Chinese soldiers tenaciously.

But some people couldn't bear it anymore.

Yamada Sho's disciples were suppressed by the opponent and could only hide behind the bunker, unable to help at all.

The master's revenge can't be avenged, but he is hiding here and living an ignoble existence.

This is really a shame, a great shame for the samurai!

The so-called guru named Yamamoto Haruma is not bullshit, he was the one who took the lead in hiding in the first place.

Yamada Sho's great apprentice, Inoue Takaro, raised the katana in his hand.

He gritted his teeth!

They should avenge the master! The glory of the Yamato nation should be revitalized by ronin with samurai blood flowing through their veins!

From here to the opposite street intersection, it is only two to three hundred meters away, and there are many bunkers.

Those Chinese businessmen always have the habit of piling things outside their doors.

As long as the spear team provides him with cover, he will definitely be able to bring his people closer in a very short time.

At that time, the advantage of numbers will be reflected!

"Cover us!" Inoue shouted behind him, and then he jumped out of the bunker with a knife.

Following him, there were other samurai who were desperate for their lives.

They bent forward and moved quickly.

Members of the Lancers gave a volley of fire support.

They wished they could rush forward together, because standing still and crouching while facing a gun from the other side was no less dangerous than rushing forward.

After all, there are more than two hundred good men here in only a distance of two to three hundred meters!

The filling also fills in the opposite side.

And the reality was just as they expected.

Inoue and other ronin gave full play to the bushido spirit of fearlessness and death.

They quickly approached the street corner, almost a step away from the restaurant.

Chen Jianqiu upstairs also discovered this problem.

If this situation continues, within a few minutes, our own warriors will have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the rogues on the opposite side carrying samurai swords.

But how could Chen Jianqiu be willing to let his subordinates use "fire sticks" to deal with samurai swords.

He glanced in the direction of the dock.

The three improved Maxims had been transported from the dock, each carried by four people, and placed in a position where they could project crossfire.

Chen Jianqiu was relieved for a moment.

It's time for these Japanese to experience what physical transcendence feels like.

At that time, the warriors who were still rushing forward at the intersection did not find the problem.

Inoue found that there didn't seem to be many soldiers across the street.

He finally showed a fierce look on his face, and without saying a word, he started to charge with the knife:

“What’s going on with the black card on the board (Long Live the Emperor)?!!!”

Watch as these ronin rush through the streets, ready to kill!

At this moment, the three Maxims began to roar.

The ronin who were charging forward fell in pieces like being cut grass.

At this moment, the roar of cannons suddenly came from the direction of the dock, which complemented the roar of Maxim machine guns and formed a unique piece of music.

Immediately afterwards, an explosion sounded from the direction behind.

Someone in the spear team turned around to look, and suddenly discovered that the sentry tower had been destroyed, and that area was turned into a sea of ​​​​fire due to the bombardment of artillery fire.

"Drunkard Gun King" Kunihiko Yoshioka was bombarded with cannons along with the sentry tower in his sleep.