America 1881: Legend of the West

Thurston came out of the palace.

Outside the yard, there were already a bunch of guns and cannons pointing at him.

Although the equipment of the Falange Association and the Hawaiian police were messy and backward, the number of people was large and the area was "dark and overwhelming".

Not only were there a large number of people, but their skin color was also dark, which brought a sense of visual oppression.

"The Queen has been kidnapped by the Japanese! It was not us!"

Thurston cleared his throat and shouted out into the yard.

"Thurston! Don't think that I don't know what you are planning all day long! You can hide your things from the Queen and that fool Kasaba who talks nonsense all day long! But you can't deceive me!"

The captain put his hands on his hips and shouted angrily at Thurston.

"I'm just telling you why someone came to get me drunk last night!"

"If it weren't for you, why would you, a civilian businessman, show up at the palace with a bunch of militiamen, and arrive before us! When we called for manpower, why were so many members of the Lancers unwilling to come?"

The police chief nearby discovered a blind spot in the problem.

Thurston was speechless for a moment.

His silence made the guard captain and police chief more certain of their guesses:

Thurston is rebelling!

You can't escape this. Even if they have nothing to do with the Japanese, these people are still traitors!

The captain of the guard and the chief of police began to discuss intensively.

They had a little disagreement.

The captain of the guard cared about the queen and felt that since the queen was not in the palace, he should go to the Japanese to rescue the queen and princess first and prevent them from suffering;

The police chief believed that the gang entrenched in the palace was not a good thing. Since they were surrounded and their numbers were absolutely dominant, it was better to take down the palace in one go, clean up the gang of thieves, and then go to settle the accounts with the Japanese. .

The two argued over each other and eventually worked out a compromise plan;

The police chief first led the police to surround the people here, and the guard captain led the soldiers of the Lancers to attack Kameda Masao and rescue the queen.

"I'll give you a chance to put down your weapons and surrender. Let's forget about this coup!" After the guard captain led the people away, the chief of police touched his belly and shouted in the direction of the palace.

His voice echoed over the lush lawn.

No one answered.

Because Thurston was also retreating back to the palace to discuss countermeasures with others.

Thurston's original plan was to capture the palace, hold the queen as a hostage, and then force the gang outside to submit.

As long as the Queen is in his hands and he plays politics, these wimps from the Kingdom of Hawaii are no match for him.

But now Kameda Masao took the lead and snatched the queen away, and he fell into the pit with others.

What kind of political change is this? Not fastidious, too fastidious.

In the kingdom's political hall on the first floor, Thurston sat where the queen usually sat, frowning.

"I have said before that if we call Chen Jianqiu, our chances of winning will be much greater." Duer held his pipe in his mouth and looked at Thurston with squinting eyes.

He sat in his usual seat, but was quite dissatisfied with Thurston taking the Queen's seat.

Who are you Thurston? You're just a civilian. You became the president of the Hawaiian People's Alliance by virtue of your good relationship with the US Ambassador Stevenson.

There was no explanation for the coup, so he appointed himself as the leader?

"Durr, believe me, we can still win without Chen Jianqiu! The rebel members of the Hawaiian Lancers are already on the way, and they will help us." Thurston said to Duer patiently and firmly.

"Go to hell!" Duer couldn't bear it any longer and threw his pipe on the table. "I know the nobles of the Lancers better than you do! They are just watching a show! Whoever wins will be supported by them."

He stared at Thurston; "If we fail, believe me, they will be happy to raise their hands at the trial and sentence us to death!"

Except for the two of them, everyone else in the conference hall looked at each other.

Why did these two people quarrel?

Thurston couldn't help it anymore. He shouted: "If I say yes, then it will definitely go. You just sit here and watch how I lead people to break out!"

After that, he took the gun from a militiaman beside him and walked out quickly.

Although Thurston's previous main job was as a lawyer, he spent some time in Utah.

However, since lawyers were often not needed to solve problems among the people in the West at that time, they would choose to solve them in a more direct way. Therefore, in order to avoid losing his job, Thurston's marksmanship was still good.

He led a group of militiamen to the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows of the palace.

"Each find a suitable position!" Thurston ordered as he leaned against the window, raising the Winchester repeating rifle in his hand and aiming at the potbellied chief of police.

I came here to stage a coup, not to make fun of myself.

The rifle in his hand is not a fire stick, and the white militiamen around him are also ruthless characters.

Thurston thought for no reason of a saying he had heard among the Chinese in Hawaii;

Without him, Butcher Chen would have to eat pigs with hair on them?

He didn't believe this evil and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The police chief, who was fanning himself with his hat, suddenly discovered that his hat was missing a brim.

He looked around blankly, but was pushed to the ground by the subordinate next to him.

The gunfire crackled and bullets whizzed by.

Only then did the police chief, who was lying on the ground, react.

The other side began to attack them.

If it hadn't been for the mistake made by the opponent just now and the quick reaction of his subordinates, I might have had to explain it here!

"Fight back! Fight back!" The police chief's dark fat body rubbed against the ground as he struggled and roared.

Shooting began at each other inside and outside the palace.

The bullets left little craters on the white exterior walls of the palace, and the remaining window panes that had not been shattered before were also shattered.

Although the number of police officers in Hawaii is large, their overall training level is relatively low and their positions are in the open; in comparison, the combat effectiveness of the coup team is much stronger.

Many of these white militiamen came by boat from the western United States and had been exposed to guns since childhood.

Their marksmanship is much better than that of the indigenous police.

But overall, the hit rate on both sides of this battle was very worrying. Most of the unlucky ones who were injured and killed were stray bullets.

The discipline of both sides is also very poor, and there is basically no coordination and tactics at all.

The morale of the Honolulu Police Department's police force was shattered after more than 40 people were killed and injured.

They begin to automatically retreat out of the battle.

As for the white militiamen on Thurston's side, people would rush out of the palace to press forward from time to time, so the casualties were actually about the same as those of the police force, but slightly less.

But after seeing hope, this group of people became more and more excited as they fought.

"Hey, don't run away! Come back and fight! For the queen! Hey"

The fat police chief couldn't stop him no matter what.

As the saying goes, a defeat is like a mountain falling.

This one took a police force of more than 300 people, which originally seemed to be very large, and quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the police chief got up from the ground and prepared to run.

Unexpectedly, a ricochet hit him in the butt.

The police chief felt as if his fat butt muscles had been bitten by some insect.

Then he fell to the ground again.

"Come on! Break through!" Thurston, who had won the battle, was as excited as a monkey, waving the gun in his hand desperately.

He led his coup troops out of the palace and headed towards the Japanese residence.

However, he is not going to save the queen, but intends to let the queen die.