Pulling out the throwing knife from the back of the head of an O'Drisco gang member, Brandy bent her waist, looked at the people in the camp next to the cabin who were still unaware, and waved to Javier behind her to follow.
Before the action, Brandi divided the six people, including himself, into three groups. Bill and Sean were in one group. John was responsible for keeping an eye on Kieran, while Javier followed himself. The three groups sneaked in from three different directions.
, the purpose is to deal with all the active forces here as quietly as possible, and clean up as much as possible, so as to reduce the pressure on our own side in the high probability of a frontal gunfight in the future.
"I didn't expect you to be quite talented in assassination," Javier walked up to him holding a dagger and whispered, "Although your skills are a little immature, your consciousness is very good. As long as you practice hard, you can definitely become
A top-notch assassin."
"Thank you for your compliments, Javier, but we still have dozens of people to kill, so let's save these words until we have a celebratory drink in the evening." Brandy calmly observed the surrounding situation, looking for
Focusing on the goal, he seemed unmoved by Havel's praise.
But in fact, he secretly thought: "I'm kidding, I've been playing in the "Assassin's Creed" series for many years. Although I haven't learned much about the techniques, my consciousness is still fine. To be fair, Ubisoft's
AI is more like a hell than a real person."
Brandy quickly found the next target, a half-drunk man carrying a rifle. He stood up from the campfire and walked toward where Brandy and Javier were hiding.
"How about you solve the problem just now and leave this to me?" Javier asked.
"No problem." Brandi made a small gesture saying "please".
Javier nodded, holding the dagger behind his back, waiting for the target.
However, at this time, there was a commotion on the other side of the camp.
The problem was with Sean. This guy, I don’t know whether it was because he hadn’t done anything for a long time or because he was not good at stealth assassination. Logically speaking, he should have killed the target with one blow. As a result, the dagger missed by a few inches and was stuck between the collarbone and ribs.
In the gap between them, at this moment, Sean was fighting with the man, and the situation was deadlocked. The sound of the two people fighting had already alerted several enemies who were closer to them. However, because of the unknown situation, the two people were only unclear when they were fighting.
They were cursing each other, so that the people who noticed it thought it was just one of their own who drank too much and went crazy, and didn't notice anything unusual for a while.
However, soon, the gunfire of the revolver was like a thunderous explosion, immediately alarming everyone present, whether it was the O'Drisco gang or the Van der Linde gang.
"Damn it, what is this guy Bill doing?" Javier couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
It turned out that Bill, who was quietly sneaking, noticed Sean's surprise. Perhaps in order to end the stalemate as soon as possible, he actually drew his gun and shot. Although this shot did help Sean, the man covered in blood
The guy who was dripping wet but still had the strength to fight Sean was shot in the head, but this shot undoubtedly put a stop to Brandy's assassination plan in advance.
"Excellent, exactly what I expected," Brandy muttered. "Now even if Colm is here, we can't catch him."
It must be explained here that the grouping of the six people before infiltrating was not the result of Brandy's arbitrary decision. He was not Arthur, nor Hosea, nor Dutch. Although everyone was temporarily at his disposal, he believed that he should not be too self-righteous.
It's good, so the allocation of group members is almost completely in accordance with everyone's wishes.
If Brandy made the assignment himself, he would never put Sean and Bill in the same group. In his opinion, these two people are exaggerating and the other is missing a few screws in their brains. They are both unreliable people.
However, John firmly stated that he wanted to keep an eye on Kieran, and Sean stated that brothers should support each other, so he firmly wanted to be with Bill, so Brandi had to give up and settled on the current situation.
Group.
In fact, Brandi's purpose in formulating this assassination plan was not only to reduce the pressure of frontal combat after being discovered, but also to shorten Colm's escape time as much as possible and increase the success rate of capture. Although he was not sure whether Colm O.
Whether Driscoll is really here, however, this possibility must be considered.
He knew very well that although the Van der Linde Gang was full of talents, after all, there were specialties in the art, and not all of the people present were good at stealth assassination. Therefore, it was almost certain that they would be discovered. But no matter what, the later they were discovered, the better the success of the entire operation.
The more likely it is, the result is good. Not long after the operation started, the whereabouts of everyone - at least the whereabouts of Sean and Bill's group have been completely exposed. Although Brandy believed that the people present could solve the problem.
All the members of the O'Drisco gang who shot at them were not a problem for everyone, but if Colm was in the cabin and took the opportunity to rub oil on his feet, then from this perspective, this operation could have been declared a failure.
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Just when Brandy was distracted by this, Javier had already made a move. He threw the dagger originally held behind his back at the originally selected target without hesitation, and then quickly pulled out the revolver from his waist, and fired two
The gun knocked down an Austrian gang member who noticed and was about to shoot.
"Brandy, don't be stunned, do it quickly!" Javier shouted as he fired two more shots, pushing back an Austrian gang member who was using a wooden box as a cover and was about to shoot with a gun back to his bunker.
Only then did Brandy come back to her senses, knowing that her lack of concentration was a taboo in this situation. Without hesitation, she took out two Remington revolvers, one black and one white, stuck at the back of her waist.
Now that no one is paying attention to him, he plans to take the opportunity to eliminate more effective forces on the opposite side in a short period of time and shorten the duration of the gun battle.
The world in front of him gradually turned scarlet, and the flow of time became slower. In Brandy's field of vision, every head that he could identify clearly at the first time was marked with a blood-red "x" in his consciousness.
, and from the perspective of others and opponents, Brandy only took aim briefly with two guns in hand, and the twelve bullets in the black and white revolvers poured out at a continuous rate of fire that almost exceeded that of a repeating rifle.
out.
Twelve consecutive and explosive gunshots were like thunder in a summer thunderstorm, rumbling in and disappearing. On the O'Drisco gang, eight people were shot in the head and died on the spot, and two others
He slowly fell to the ground, clutching his chest, abdomen or neck, which was bleeding.
"Good marksmanship!" John's hoarse voice came from not far away.
Indeed, this move was stunning enough, but it was also undoubtedly enough to attract hatred. For a moment, the hail of bullets seemed to be aimed at Brandy, tilting towards him non-stop, wishing to harden the tree that Brandy used as a bunker.
Interrupted.
Brandy did not hesitate, and immediately squatted down before the rain of bullets came. Although his reaction was already very fast, he still felt that several bullets were flying past his head and body, so he shot
Two revolvers with empty bullets and slightly hot barrels were inserted back into their waists and moved towards a boulder not far away.
"Everyone, stop hiding, and quickly deal with everyone here." Brandy turned over and hid behind the boulder. He first took a sip of snake oil prepared in advance, and then took off the carbine repeating rifle from his back.
while shouting.
What he said was meant for John. John, who also has the "eyes of death", can undoubtedly do what he just did, and maybe he can do it better than Brandi. After all, Brandi has mastered this skill.
His ability is less than half a year old, and he spent two months recuperating from his injuries without using it at all, so at least in terms of experience, John is better than Brandy.
Sure enough, after Brandi shouted these words, six gunshots almost rang out from the direction where John's voice had just come from. At the same time, six members of the Austrian gang also fell to the ground.
"Are you okay, Brandi?" At this time, Sean's shout reached Brandi's ears.
"Oh, thank you for your concern, I couldn't be better." Brandy sighed helplessly, holding the repeating rifle and fighting with the enemy again.
Sean seemed to want to explain something and said: "I didn't mean it!"
"Damn it, if you did it on purpose, I will definitely make a hole in your head right now." Brandy knocked over an Austrian gang member who rushed in front of him and wanted to knock him down with the butt of his gun.
A member of the local Austrian gang viciously shot him in the head, as if to vent his anger.
The gunfight did not last long. Although a group of O'Drisco gang members who had just returned to the Six O'clock cabin joined the melee and formed a two-sided trap for the six people, by that time, the O'Drisco gang members in the camp near the cabin had already
They were almost cleared, so the six people relied on the bunker at the camp to eliminate the members of the O'Drisco Gang who would support them one by one. In the end, the gun battle ended with six people unhurt, and the few remaining members of the O'Drisco Gang
Ended up running away.
"Haha, they escaped!" Sean laughed and walked over and said, "After all this time, the O'Drisco Gang has not changed at all, they are just a bunch of cowards."
"Ten minutes ago, who swore that he was very good at stealth assassinations?" Brandi looked like he was going to accuse him.
"Oh, this, this..." Sean scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "I haven't done anything with anyone for several months, so my hands are a little raw."
"When you get along with him for a long time, you will know that Sean Maguire is not a handcuff all the time." Javier, who was not far away, also came over and said with a smile.
"Hey, stop spreading rumors about me, Mexican guy," Sean defended, "I can definitely kill the guy before, okay? It's all Bill's fault. Giving that guy an extra shot would have hurt all of us.
Exposed."
"Hey, are you serious, Irish boy?" Bill's unhappy voice sounded from behind Sean, "If it weren't for me, that guy could beat the shit out of you and then beat you into the shit.
Save your life, remember, boy, you owe me a life now, do you understand?"
"Okay," Brandi interrupted the argument between the two, and said, "It seems like there won't be any more reinforcements, but if there is such a big commotion, Valentine's side won't take any action. You guys
Take the time to search, I'll go to the wooden house to have a look, if I can find Colm, that would be great."
After the discussion, the people gathered around Brandy dispersed, each searching for various supplies in the camp and on the dead Austrian gang members, while Brandy loaded the carbine repeating rifle in his hand with bullets.
Went to the door of the cabin.
As soon as Brandy put her palm on the door, the wooden door was violently knocked open from the inside. Unexpectedly, Brandy was knocked to the ground by the force.
A man with a double-barreled shotgun and an exaggerated beard on his upper lip rushed out with a grin, and the dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at Brandy's forehead.
When the gunshot exploded, it wasn't Brandy's head that turned into a pile of pieces, but the man falling to the ground holding his abdomen.
"Are you okay?" Kieran asked, holding up the revolver.
"Ah, of course," Brandi breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously. Just now he really felt that death was very close to him, "Thank you."
Standing up suddenly, Brandy took out a Schofield revolver from his waist and shot the man in the head who had pointed the gun at him just now and was now lying on the ground moaning weakly, ending the end of what he should have endured.
After a long struggle, he walked into the wooden house with a gun. Looking at the empty house, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sure enough, you are not here, Colm O'Driscoe," Brandi noticed the broken window and walked forward to take a closer look.
, while thinking, "However, judging from this mark, the window should have been broken not long ago. Strangely, when I just sneaked in, I didn't hear any unusual breaking sounds, but Colm noticed something was wrong. While we were still there,
Escaped from here before being discovered by the people in the camp? It seems a bit fantasy no matter how you think about it, or is this the basic quality of a legendary wanted criminal who travels across the West?"
"How's the situation? Have you found Colm?" Bill's voice came from outside the house.
"No, no," Brandy walked out of the cabin and said, "There's no one in there except this bastard who just attacked me."
"So you set a trap for us, right?" John couldn't help but grabbed Kieran's collar. The muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his chin, and he said viciously, "You deliberately led us here so that we could face him.
For dozens of thugs who are armed with live ammunition, they just plan to use their hands to kill us and then run away, right?"
"No! God, I swear, I didn't! I only know this stronghold of the O'Drisco gang, and I do see Colm O'Drisco here often," Kieran explained hurriedly
He said, "Besides, if I really wanted to set you up, I wouldn't have saved Brandi just now."
"He has a point, Marston." Bill agreed.
"Calm down, John," Brandi also said, "To be precise, Colm is not here. In fact, before we sneaked in here, he had already realized that something was wrong and ran away. Damn it, really
I don’t know how he did it.”
"Who knows, it feels like no one can explain this clearly," Javier said. "Compared with this, Brandy, what should we do with this kid?"
"Him? Let him go free. He is of no use anyway, and he doesn't like us, right?" Brandy said, looking at Kieran and said, "How about this? I think this kind of treatment
That’s already very kind, what do you think?”
"Mercy? This is the same as killing me!" Kieran shouted, "Outside, without you, Colm O'Driscoll will not let me go, he will treat me as a traitor."
"Okay, so what? What are you going to do?" Brandi asked.
"So I am yours now." When Kieran said this, his eyes were firm.
"Ah..." Brandy sighed softly, looked at the eyes of other gang members, and finally said, "Okay, I think we all won't have any objections, but you have to know that this matter
It doesn’t matter what we say, you can stay only if Dutch nods, do you understand?”
"I understand." Kieran nodded and said.
"Okay, now, before the police come here, let's evacuate quickly." Brandi said, and he was about to leave with his people.
"By the way, did you get the cash?" Kieran asked from behind.
"Cash? What cash?" Brandy asked.
"Oh, there's always some cash," Kieran became a little excited when talking about the money, "hiding it in the chimney."
"Okay, I'll give you five minutes to find the money," Brandi said, "but don't forget to give half to the camp. Also, according to the rules, the money gained from this operation is in addition to the part handed over.
, we have to divide the remaining part equally."
"I know, thank you." Kieran smiled at everyone, then turned around and ran into the wooden house. He knew that although his fate was still not completely certain, at least now, everyone present regarded him as one of their own.
of.
At dusk, six people and six riders rushed out of the forest, followed the way they came, and ran toward home with the afterglow of the setting sun on their backs.