America 1881: Legend of the West

Colonel Wiltord led his border guards to the U.S.-Mexico border early in the morning.

At this time, he was sitting on a horse, leading his team across the border towards the Juarez Valley.

An hour ago, the two spies from the old Marai tribe ran to the prearranged location to report:

Chen Jianqiu led more than a hundred of his men into the valley.

Wiltord immediately led the team and set off.

It's less than twenty kilometers from the border to the valley. If we speed up our march, it won't take long for our troops to get there.

Not to mention that the cavalry in the team can attack in advance.

This is a wasteland with nothing but weeds.

The sky is cloudless and blue, and the land is endless. Only the gusts of wind raise dust, telling the story of the desolation here.

Thanks to the defensive strategic thinking of former commander Myers to "strengthen the stronghold and fight the war", the border guards have always been on the defensive against Indian harassment.

Therefore, the number of cavalry in the entire army has been reduced to a certain proportion, and most of them are infantry.

However, accordingly, the firepower configuration of the entire unit has also been adjusted to a certain extent.

Although the Maxim machine gun and the Hotchkiss heavy machine gun had already become famous in Europe at that time, the U.S. Army still paid very little attention to rapid-fire heavy weapons.

the reason is simple.

The territory has been at peace for a long time, and the resistance of the Indians is basically gone.

The Federal Army was basically free to relax and enjoy its time at ease.

Major arms dealers, including Roswell Ordnance Factory, Colt Company, and Winchester Firearms Company, have focused their attention on foreign markets.

Even so, Colonel Wiltord's team was still equipped with a considerable number of Gatling guns to target the Indian cavalry.

These Gatlings were fixed on carts, pulled by two horses, and followed the team.

The team moved forward on the wasteland at a slightly faster speed than normal marching.

"Hurry up behind! Follow up! Are you planning to go to Mexico for Christmas?" An officer rode on horseback to patrol in front of and behind the team, beckoning the soldiers with guns behind them to follow.

"This guy was a pig in his previous life, right?"

After the officer rode away, a soldier in the team pulled the gun belt on his shoulder and said to another soldier beside him.

He wore an khaki military cap, leather boots, and a single-breasted military uniform.

The style of a military hat is similar to a cowboy hat, except that the brim is slightly shorter.

The gun he was carrying was the famous Krag-Jorgensen M1892 rifle.

This is the U.S. Army's first standard smokeless powder rifle. It was jointly designed by Norwegian designer Ole Krag and engineer Eric Jorgensen and authorized to be produced by Springfield Arsenal.

It's ridiculous to say that.

When the veterans of the U.S. Army chose this rifle, the reason they gave was that the gun could open the loading plate and change the loading plate when the bolt was closed.

This is a very nonsense reason.

Because this design cannot be said to be unnecessary, it can be said to be completely useless.

This caused dissatisfaction among many American firearms designers, including Browning.

Obviously the world's first smokeless powder rifle appeared in the United States (Author's note: This is the content of the novel's timeline, not reality.), and now the best bolt-action rifle in the world is also in the United States.

Why choose a crappy thing designed by a Norwegian designer?

Many firearms manufacturers were also deeply dissatisfied, such as Colt, Winchester, and Remington.

So their bosses encouraged Chen Jianqiu, the head of Roswell Ordnance Factory, the "leading company" in the industry, to go to the Army to ask for an explanation.

But Chen Jianqiu's attitude towards this was very negative.

According to what he wanted, the army men could do as they pleased and let the army soldiers do whatever they wanted, but there was no way they could make money from him.

"John, stop talking. The more you talk, the thirstier I become." Another soldier looked up at the dazzling sun, and then licked his chapped lips.

"I'm going to say it!" John unhappily pulled the gun on his shoulder again, "Hill! Don't forget, our military pay last month hasn't been paid yet!"

"Stop talking, I feel even more uncomfortable when I mention this." The soldier named Hill moved his eyes away from the back of the head of the person in front, turned his head and looked into the distance.

The chief said that people should not just pay attention to what is in front of them, but should also look into the distance.

In this way, people will not be depressed.

But when Soldier Hill turned his eyes to the distant wilderness, he didn't know whether he was depressed or not, but he was definitely frightened.

"Ah!" Hill screamed.

The mounted officer quickly turned his head and shouted viciously at Hill:

"What are you screaming? Is your skin itchy again?"

"No, no, sir, there, there is someone coming towards me!" Hill opened his mouth wide and pointed in the direction behind the team.

The officer raised his head and looked in the direction Hill pointed.

There, the dust was flying, and there was indeed a group of people riding horses heading here.

"Enemy attack!" Without thinking, the officer tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, took out the revolver from his waist, and roared with all his strength.

On the border, a group of people came towards the army.

Pigs know what they want to do.

While he asked the messenger to report the news to Wiltord in front, he organized people to organize defense on the spot.

"Expose our guys!" the officer shouted.

The three members of the machine gun crew, who were lying on the carriage and were about to fall asleep, quickly lifted the cloth covering Gatling.

They struggled to turn the crank and turn the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the enemy's attack.

The officer took out his binoculars and looked into the distance.

He could tell that these people were indeed riding horses, and they were not very fast, but he could not clearly see who they were.

"Come on, let them try the power of machine guns!" The officer curled his lips, "Others, load your bullets and prepare to attack."

However, just as the officer and his soldiers lined up to shoot at these reckless people, the officer suddenly discovered through the telescope that these people in the distance had changed their direction.

They avoided the front of the heavy machine gun and continued to move forward.

"What are these people going to do?" The officer frowned.

He continued to observe the movements of these people through the telescope.

These people were still moving forward and were about to pass them by.

The officer even wondered if he was being too sensitive.

Suddenly, a "ta-da-da" sound broke through the silence of the wasteland.

Then there was the whistling sound of bullets streaking through the air.

The officer on the horse had no idea what was happening, and was knocked off his horse by one of the bullets that was not necessarily shot at him.

The cavalry team opposite was part of Chen Jianqiu's troops in Juarez, led by Feiniao.