Chui Dog Ranch, in the two-story building that originally belonged to the rancher.
Four or five sloppy cowboys wearing green scarves or green vests were sitting around the long dining table, wolfing down cheese, bread and bacon. These were all leftovers from the ranchers who originally owned this place. Although
After being stored for some time, the cheese has become slightly smelly, and the bread and bacon are dry and hard, but for these criminals who have been wandering around all year round, these foods are still undoubtedly delicious.
Not long after, the plump man with a big beard burped loudly, wiped his greasy mouth and beard casually with his greasy hands, and stood up from the chair.
At this time, a thin man with a repeating rifle on his shoulder pushed open the door and entered the house. The fat man glanced at him and asked: "What's going on?"
"Everything is normal, boss," the thin man unconsciously glanced at the food on the table and said, "That's the old lady. She was very excited after hearing that she caught the little girl next to those people last night, and she shouted for her.
Give that little girl a good torture."
"Look at that old thing, don't let her cause trouble for me," the fat man frowned slightly and said, "This little girl is a very important hostage, and we can't let anyone put one foot in the coffin.
The old guy ruined our business."
"Understood, boss." The thin man nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Hey, wait a minute," the fat man stopped the thin man, grabbed a piece of bacon and half a piece of cheese from the table, stuffed it into the thin man's hand, and said, "Tell everyone outside to highlight your tricks.
, if you find any suspicious person or carriage, please report it to me immediately, do you understand?"
"Okay, boss." The thin man was already hungry for the food. He took the food with a smile, stuffed it into his mouth, turned around and walked out of the room.
The fat man watched the thin man leave with an expressionless expression. He glanced at the subordinates in front of the table who didn't seem to have enough to eat, then turned and walked upstairs along the stairs.
On the second floor of the small building, there are two bunk beds. On the bedside table between the beds, there is a bowl of cold milk, a piece of cheese and a piece of bacon.
Mattie was currently lying on the lower bunk of one of the beds, with one hand locked to the bed rail by a crude iron shackle. Not far away, there was a man holding a double-barreled shotgun with a scar on his face.
The man was leaning against the wall, dozing drowsily.
The sound of the fat man going upstairs woke the man up. He immediately stood up straight and acted as if he was indeed fulfilling his duties.
The fat man glanced at the scar-faced man, and then glanced at the little girl lying on the bed. When he saw the untouched food on the bedside table, he frowned slightly and asked, "She didn't eat?"
The scar-faced man also looked at the little girl and said, "She said she had no appetite, and I couldn't persuade her, so I had to leave it there."
The fat man nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go down to eat something first, and leave this to me."
After the scar-faced man left, the fat man walked to the bed and sat down. He looked down at the little girl with her eyes open and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"
Mattie glanced at the fat man and said nothing.
The fat man picked up the cheese, handed it to Mattie, and said, "Eat some, you are still here for a long time. The people you want to wait for may not come, but whether they come or not is one thing.
Whether you have the energy to wait until them is another matter, right? Little girl, you are a smart child, you should understand what I mean, right?"
For other children, these convoluted words would probably only be half-understood, but Mattie understood, so she sat up straight, took the cheese handed over by the fat man, and nibbled it.
Take a sip.
Seeing the little girl starting to eat, the fat man smiled slightly. He was also a gangster who was accustomed to killing people and selling goods. He had been in the O'Drisco Gang to this extent, raped women, tortured and killed children, but he didn't know
Why, when facing this child, he would soften his temper unconsciously.
At this time, Mattie suddenly asked: "When did you start being a bad person?"
Generally speaking, Mattie would not have any friendly exchanges with this kind of people, but she knew in her heart that in front of this big man, it seemed that even if she talked more, she would not be affected, so she spoke
.
"When?" the fat man asked back, briefly recalling, and said, "I can't remember, it happened a long time ago."
"Then do you still want to be a good person?" Mattie asked again.
"Become a good person again?" The fat man looked up at Mattie, who didn't seem to be joking, and smiled, "Little girl, there are many kinds of people in this world, but there are only two choices left for people like me. One is
One kind is a bad person, the other kind is a dead person."
"I'm serious," Mattie could see that the fat man thought she was joking, so she moved a little closer and said, "As long as you let me go and turn yourself in, I will intercede for you, and I also have money.
, can help you hire an excellent defense lawyer.”
"You little girl, you are really good at talking in your sleep." The fat man smiled even more happily. He said that this was the funniest joke he had heard in these years. "You have to know, I need more than
A good lawyer and a good judge are actually more useful to me. Oh, by the way, there is also the jury facing me. This is the most difficult thing, because no normal person will defend a man who has killed a woman and
Children talk."
At this time, there was the sound of messy footsteps on the stairs downstairs. The scar-faced man who was watching Mattie here ran up panting and said to the fat man: "Boss, they... they are coming!"
"How many people are there? What do they look like?" the fat man asked.
"Two people, one is very young and tall, and the other has a fierce face and a beard." The scar-faced man replied.
"Ah, that's right." The fat man nodded. These characteristics matched perfectly with what the old lady said about the two people. "No other accomplices?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No, just two people." The scar-faced man replied.
"Hey, you are so self-righteous," the fat man sneered, and then ordered, "You stay here and keep an eye on this little girl, she is an important bargaining chip, do you understand?"
"Understood, boss." The scar-faced man nodded.
At this time, the main entrance of Chui Dog Ranch.
Brandy leisurely lit the cigar in her mouth, put out the burning match, and glanced at the tall iron tower in the corner of the ranch from time to time, as if waiting for something unknown to others to happen.
Micah's eyes were fixed on the several O'Drisco gang members who were waiting in front of him, and his hands were wandering around the two revolvers on his waist, intentionally or unintentionally. Although he already had new firearms, one night was not enough.
In order to make him completely familiar with them, using the revolver can ensure that his shooting speed is the fastest.
Not long after, a fat man strutted out of the cabin. The sound of opening the door attracted the attention of Brandi and Micah. They turned their eyes to the fat man and watched him walk up to them.
"So, you are in charge here?" Brandy looked at the fat man and said.
The fat man nodded and said, "This is my territory."
"Did your people rob my goods?"
"Yes, but now, that is our thing."
"You also sent someone to kidnap that little girl?"
"Exactly."
"Very good, you are quite candid," Brandi smiled slightly and asked, "Little girl, how are you doing now?"
"It's much better than you think," the fat man also grinned and said, "You should take good care of my things, right?"
"That won't bother you," Brandi said with a cold smile, "However, I'm curious about one thing, who disclosed our information to you, and how did you know where we live?"
The fat man smiled meaningfully and said, "Knowing your characteristics, I can guess where you will most likely settle down. As for where I got the news..."
At this time, there were rapid footsteps behind the fat man. Not long after, an old lady poked her head out from behind him and saw Brandy and Micah. She looked bitter and resentful, and cursed through gritted teeth.
: "Okay, you guys really dare to come, okay, okay, now you are in my hands, the old woman, just wait, I will definitely tear your flesh off and drink it, you damn bastards"
Egg……"
The cursing old lady was carried away by two members of the O'Drisco gang who came later. Brandi smiled helplessly and said, "If I had known better, I shouldn't have been merciful to her."
"You can't have a good heart in this world, young man," the fat man said as if educating his younger generation, "I can see that you are very interested in that little girl. Have you thought about it? You plan to use it.
What to replace her with?"
Brandy didn't speak, but looked towards the direction of the tower again. From a distance, someone seemed to be waving in this direction.
Brandi knew that the time had come, so he did not intend to engage in vain negotiations with these Irish guys. After all, he had no intention of using negotiation to solve the problem. In the O'Drisco gang, except for this moment
Except for Kiran, whose son was probably still a prisoner, no one deserved mercy.
"Yes, that's a question. What can I exchange for it?" Brandi made a thoughtful expression and walked slowly towards the wooden fence on the side. Suddenly, two Mauser pistols were drawn out by him, and the sound of gunshots exploded.
With a loud bang, two bullets knocked the fat man to the ground, "Why not, I'll trade it with your lives."
When the first gunshot broke the deadlock, Micah's two revolvers were magically and suddenly pulled out of their holsters. Two gunshots sounded almost in succession. The two O'Drisco gang members beside the fat man
There was a black hole with gurgling blood between the member's eyebrows, and he fell to the ground almost at the same time.
The unexpected gunfire alerted the other people in the ranch. After a brief panic, they immediately looked for bunkers, preparing to make the two guys pay the price for catching them by surprise, but in this way, their backs were exposed.
In the long barrel sight of the roller lock rifle on the iron tower.
"Well, well, well," Lenny used his long-barreled scope to accurately frame the head of an Austrian gang member with the back of his head facing him, and murmured, "Watch your back, guys."
A gunshot that was different from any kind of firearm that was being heard on the battlefield exploded behind the heads of everyone in the O'Drisco Gang. A member of the O'Drisco Gang who was trying to take aim with a repeating rifle was hit in the head by a powerful bullet.
Almost broken.
It was only then that the O'Drisco gang realized that they had fallen into the other party's trap.
However, they did not panic. The reason was simple: there were many people and many guns, and they still had their trump cards that they had not yet deployed.
The wooden door to the outside of the attic of the livestock shed was slowly pushed open, and a dark Maxim machine gun was gradually exposed to the dazzling sunlight.
Brandy faced the enemy's hail of bullets while counterattacking with the new gun in his hand. The advantage of this new type of automatic pistol is its extremely fast rate of fire and more ammunition capacity than a revolver, but it also has a disadvantage, which is its power.
Far inferior to a single-action revolver.
Take the fat man who was shot twice just now. Both shots hit his chest and abdomen. If it had been a revolver, the man who had been shot by these two shots would have been dead, but this man still remained.
At this time, he was hiding behind a bunker relatively far away from the center of the battle circle, panting heavily while making symbolic counterattacks from time to time. Obviously, those two shots were not enough to completely lose his combat effectiveness immediately.
When Brandy was fighting, he was always paying attention to the closed door in the attic of the tall barn. He had frequented this place in the game and knew that there was a Maxim heavy machine gun there, so when
When the door slowly opened, he immediately noticed the Maxim heavy machine gun that was ready to go.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Be careful!" Brandy shouted, rolled on the spot, and hid behind a simple but solid bunker.
Although Micah did not immediately notice the strange changes in the attic of the barn, when he heard Brandy's shout, he did not dare to raise his voice. He suddenly jumped up from the bunker where he had been hiding, and fired continuously with both guns.
Suppress the enemy and gain space for yourself to switch cover. While walking quickly, hide behind the stable built with logs.
At this moment, the door to the attic of the livestock shed was fully opened, and the dark muzzle of the heavy machine gun immediately sprayed out a shower of gunfire, shooting towards the place where the two men were hiding.
The rain of bullets prevented the two of them from showing their heads. Micah squinted his eyes and hid behind the stable with scattered sawdust, and shouted at Brandi at the top of his lungs: "Where did these dogs get so many machine guns?"
There were two troops in Lundin at that time, but there is one here. Are they really going to rob the army?"
"Who knows," Brandy responded loudly, "Let's split up and you go around from the side and hit them on the side."
"Okay." Micah immediately took action, ran to the back of the two-story building, and began to shoot the O'Drisco Gang members who were all focused on the front.
The first problem now is to deal with the machine gun, but now that Micah has gone to the side to take a circuitous route, all the pressure has been transferred to Brandy, and the dense rain of bullets has made him unable to even raise his head.
Two shots killed an Austrian gang member who circled back to his side. Brandi had a plan in mind and immediately opened his voice and shouted in a voice he had never heard before: "Lenny~~~~"
"receive."
At this time, Lanny had moved to the roof of the barn. He struck a match, lit the fuse of the explosive in his hand, calculated the time, threw it towards the heavy machine gun below that continued to output, and then immediately slid down the roof.
.
The deafening explosions resounded throughout the battlefield, and several Austrian gang members near the barn were almost shaken out of their ears. The explosions gradually subsided, and the sound of machine guns that had been continuous a few minutes ago was silenced forever.
"Good job!" Micah shouted, and simply jumped out of the bunker, not even bothering to take careful aim, and just focused on firing all the bullets in the gun barrel at the remaining members of the Austrian gang.
"Yeah, good job." Brandi smiled slightly, put away the Mauser pistol, took off the semi-automatic shotgun from his shoulder and took it in his hand.
He suddenly jumped out of the bunker, the shotgun in his hand spitting out smoke and flames. Two gunshots were fired in succession, and the two heads closest to him were blown to pieces by the powerful shotguns.
Lenny also walked out from behind the barn, and the two semi-automatic pistols in his hands began to spit out bullets continuously, harvesting the lives of the remaining members of the Austrian gang.
Although the battle situation was slightly tortuous, overall, Brandi's side had always had an overwhelming advantage. Their precise planning in advance, their combat effectiveness far above average, and the excellent performance of their new weapons were the key to their victory.
key.
"Damn it..." Behind the barn, the fat man who had been shot twice and was still bleeding from his chest and abdomen saw his men dying at the hands of the enemy one by one, and then looked at the three war gods behind him.
The man thought to himself, "These are three plague gods who came out of nowhere. There were nearly twenty of us and a heavy machine gun, but we were beaten to the point where we were unable to fight back. Damn it, I can't die here."
Here, I still want to enjoy a few more decades of happy life."
With this thought in mind, he stumbled open the fence door and blew a whistle with all his strength. Not long after, a horse that was obviously frightened by the sound of gunfire and explosions ran over. The fat man turned over despite the excruciating pain.
After getting on the horse, the horse neighed and ran towards the depths of the primeval forest behind the pasture.