America 1881: Legend of the West

Before the emergence of Herman Ramm, the great American robber pioneer, bank robbery technology was still in the classical era.

The heavily armed cowboys only need to swarm into the bank, threaten the bank clerk to open the vault, then plunder all the money from the counter and vault, and then escape.

This kind of behavior has no technical content at all.

But thanks to the weak police force in the west at the time, this method of robbery was simple, but effective.

The reason why Jesse James has become the spiritual totem of many Western criminals is because he did not only rob banks because he was short of money.

He declared that every robbery he committed had a certain political purpose, either to punish corrupt officials or to challenge those wealthy people who were unkind for their wealth.

But the real purpose is known only to Jesse James himself.

He was simply grabbing for the sake of grabbing, and this feeling made him familiar.

Therefore, after being rumored to be dead, the legendary robber had no intention of disappearing. Instead, he fled to the US-Mexico border and prepared to plan a new robbery.

Life goes on, robbery goes on,

"Is this the bank opened by the Chinese?" Jesse James looked up at the sign, which had a big "Three Rivers Bank" written on it.

"What a stupid name!" the legendary robber muttered.

"It should be, a young man named Dutch Van der Linde told me." A thin man next to him said.

"Is that the liar who sells small books in the tavern?" Jesse disagreed.

The thin man touched his nose: "He said he was also a 'liberal' and admired you very much. I think you could have revealed your identity and roped him in."

"I don't like people who talk." Jesse shook his head.

After making sure that no one on this street noticed them for the time being, Jesse made another gesture to the strong man at the end, indicating that he should stay outside.

Then he pulled the black triangle scarf around his neck to cover his mouth and nose, pushed open the door with the rest of the people, and quickly rushed into the bank with a gun.

"Bank robbery! Everyone, step aside!"

Several people rushed in from outside the gate. They raised their guns and controlled the people in the bank hall with ease.

The townspeople who were handling business did not panic too much and just stayed where they were as instructed.

They are not surprised by these things.

Anyone who moves at this time will definitely be the first to suffer misfortune.

The robbers skillfully opened the cabinets on the counter and the boxes below.

"There's not much money! There's not much cash at all!" the thin man shouted at Jesse James.

"Who's the cashier?" Jesse yelled.

The bank clerks all raised their hands and looked at each other.

"Who?" Jesse held the short gun in his hand to the head of an employee, "My patience has a limit!"

At the same time, his finger had moved to the trigger.

After so many years in the industry, his most important experience is to achieve quick results.

The clerk caught Jesse's movements from the corner of his eye and was very panicked. He hurriedly pointed at the white-haired old man.

As a result, the clerk was kicked into the corner and had his head pressed by another gang member.

Jesse himself grabbed the cashier's collar:

"Quickly, open the vault for me. I swear I won't say it a second time."

The cashier was almost scared out of his mind.

"I-I don't have the key to the vault."

Jesse took out the hunting knife from his pocket and pressed it against the old man's neck.

"I really don't have it, manager, the manager does. He and the boss are in the vault." The old man said tremblingly.

Jesse gave the old man a hard blow to the head.

The old man's eyes darkened and he collapsed on the ground, blood flowing from his forehead.

"You, you, you, you, and you, go to the vault and have a look." Jesse ordered the thin man and several others.

The thin man nodded, picked up the linen bag, and led the people towards the corridor inside.

They found that the door to the vault was open.

At this time, in the vault, Chen Jianqiu had already checked all the gold in the safes and was playing with the Maxim boredly.

This Maxim was placed on the wall, parallel to the vault door.

"Have you ever seen this thing when you were a soldier?" Chen Jianqiu asked Okafor.

Okafor shook his head and replied honestly: "I have only seen the hand-cranked one with multiple tubes. What is it called? Alas, I forgot."

"This thing is much better than that thing." In front of the bank manager, Chen Jianqiu didn't seem to shy away at all.

He patted the barrel while introducing the machine gun to Okafor.

Suddenly, their words stopped abruptly.

They all heard movement in the hall ahead.

"Something happened in the hall." Okafor said to Chen Jianqiu with a solemn expression, and he was about to rush out to check.

Chen Jianqiu grabbed him.

"My gun is in the office." Okafor looked eager. "Believe me, boss, I have experience in dealing with this kind of thing."

"Why are you anxious? They will come in." Chen Jianqiu took out the revolver from his waist, handed it to Okafor, and said calmly.

"But boss, you gave me the gun, what did you use it for?" Okafor wanted to return the pistol to Chen Jianqiu, "Your safety is more important than mine!"

"I gave you the gun because I thought it hurt my waist." Chen Jianqiu patted Maxim in front of him, "Isn't this already available? I'll use this!"

"Stop standing there, come and help me load the bullets. You will be my deputy shooter." He said to Okafor.

"But didn't you just say that this thing is water-cooled? But this is a sample. For preservation, there is no water in the cooling tube." Okafor asked with confusion while loading the bullet belt into the gun. .

"There are not many people on the other side, how long can you fight? Besides, I came all the way here and haven't solved the internal crisis yet." Chen Jianqiu unscrewed the water inlet hole on the barrel of the gun.

He stood up and unbuckled his belt.

"Have you got any? It's better to have some support than nothing. It should be just enough to cover the barrel." Chen Jianqiu aimed at the water inlet.

Okafor could only marvel.

The heavy machine gun was quickly ready, the muzzle pointed at the door of the vault, and Chen Jianqiu put his hand on the gun handle.

"By the way, stay away from the vent later. Firstly, you may be easily burned by the steam. Secondly, the smell is indeed not very pleasant."

Chen Jianqiu gave a friendly reminder to Okafor on the side.

Just then, they heard footsteps in the corridor.

The thin man and the other four people saw the vault door open and couldn't wait to rush towards the door.

As long as the managers and bosses are controlled, they can take whatever is in the vault.

But when all five of them rushed into the vault, they saw two people squatting in front of an iron shelf with a cylindrical gun barrel, looking at them maliciously.

I met love around the corner.

Almost instantly, Chen Jianqiu pulled the trigger, and bullets poured out like raindrops.

Using bullets filled with smokeless powder, the rate of fire and power of this machine gun far exceeded any other gun in the world at that time.

In just ten seconds, more than a hundred bullets landed in the small space at the entrance to the vault.

The five people who rushed through the door were beaten to pieces.

The wall behind them was also beaten to pieces and a big hole was made. Fortunately, the back of the wall did not face the street, so no pedestrians suffered.

"Oh God!" Okafor was stunned.

"Well, the effect is good." Chen Jianqiu stood up, "I will find someone to clean the ground with a shovel later, and then repair the wall."

"Okay, we should go out and see our friends outside." He patted the bank manager.

Okafor woke up from a dream.

He took the revolver, stepped over the rotten meat at the door, and rushed out of the vault door.

But all he saw was the cashier standing tall, holding his bleeding head, and the door leaf still shaking.

Jesse James, who was waiting outside, had already heard the sounds inside in the hall.

As a veteran who had participated in the Civil War, he knew with rich experience that this was definitely not a movement that ordinary guns could make.

Without saying a word, the legendary robber picked up the money on the counter and broke open the door and fled.

The gang member who was outside the door was still looking around, but he saw his leader climbing onto his horse desperately.

And there was only one person left behind him.

"Run!"

Jesse didn't say any more words to his members and rushed out first.

However, it was hunting season at this time, and the town was full of hunters with guns.

Some of them had noticed the gangster who was roaming outside from the beginning, and felt that his behavior was extremely suspicious.

So when the roar of Maxim sounded in the bank and Jesse James and the other surviving gangster rushed out of the door, they knew what was happening.

"Damn bastard! How dare you steal our money!"

Lincolnshire residents and hunters were outraged.

They keep their money in the bank, not for you gangsters to rob them!

Then, on the street where the three gangsters passed, the sounds of various types of guns rang out.

In the end, except for Jesse James who escaped from Lincoln County with injuries, the other two died on the streets of Lincoln County.