America 1881: Legend of the West

Once Chen Jianqiu's gun goes off, there will basically be blood.

Six "lucky" Spanish soldiers were chosen.

Blood flowers bloomed in different parts of their bodies.

Those who were shot were either dead or injured and quickly lost their combat effectiveness.

Before they lost consciousness, they could only vaguely see a bit of golden light looming in the rising dust and mist.

Almost at the same time, Camilla also had a pistol in her hand.

The shape of this pistol is somewhat similar to the one used by Camilla in New York, but the overall size is much larger.

The previous pistol was Browning's first automatic pistol as a test product. The main design idea was for Camilla to use for self-defense.

But the former No. 1 female bounty player in the West was not very satisfied with the power of the pistol after seeing blood.

"Mr. Browning, you don't have to worry about whether I can hold it or not. That is something only housewives worry about." Camilla said in the telegram.

At the same time, under Chen Jianqiu's instigation, she also made a lot of very demanding requirements.

For example, it is required to be able to shoot under harsh conditions, and the structure is as simple as possible.

As a result, Browning, who was far away in Roswell, lost a lot of hair.

He had to increase the caliber of his pistol, using 11.43 mm (0.45 in) caliber bullets.

After more than half a year of experimentation and improvement, the gun was officially produced.

Browning named it "L1895".

However, when Chen Jianqiu took the package of the sample gun from the postman and opened it, he found that the gun looked familiar.

It was the M1911 that became famous later.

Chen Jianqiu secretly felt that he was going to get rich again.

Camila quickly emptied the pistol's magazine.

A total of seven rounds were fired at a distance of ten meters, knocking down five people.

Four of them chose different goals from Chen Jianqiu.

This is the tacit understanding formed between husband and wife.

Only the first person is unlucky.

He was hit by the couple's guns at the same time, one shot in the lower abdomen and one shot in the chest. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and he soon went to see God.

In less than ten seconds, Chen Jianqiu and his wife killed half of the Spanish soldiers.

The members of the Longxiang group took out weapons from the arms boxes.

The weapon shipped this time is the Roswell 1888 with a box magazine. It is an updated and iterative type, and the bullet is pressed from above, so the reloading rate is still very fast.

The soldiers of the Longxiang group picked up their guns and quickly eliminated the remaining Spanish soldiers.

These people did not have the habit of keeping alive without special request from their superiors.

The Spanish soldiers who did not die were quickly reloaded and died.

Santos has been with these Chinese soldiers for a while, so he was not too surprised. He just hid far away when the war started;

But Diaz and his drivers were different.

They saw with their own eyes that the Chinese soldiers in front of them beat the Spanish who came in less than two minutes into a sieve.

No one survived.

Diaz now has mixed feelings.

He was confused and at a loss.

He didn't know what to do or say.

At the same time, he was scared and trembling.

These people in front of me kill without blinking an eye.

Killing twenty is still killing, and killing thirty is still killing, no less than him and his coachmen.

But at the same time, he actually felt a little happy inside.

The Spanish soldiers who usually exercised authority and were riding on their heads died like this, leaving no room for them to fight back.

Either lying down, lying down, or curling up on the ground, like a dead dog.

"Hey, buddy, we're going to change our destination. What do you think?"

Chen Jianqiu asked the Long Xiang group to dispose of the body and pick up some useful things.

And he himself walked up to Dias with his golden revolver.

The shining golden revolver rotated several times in Chen Jianqiu's hand before returning to the holster on his waist.

Dias shivered.

Although Chen Jianqiu's expression was smiling, he still saw a hint of coldness in the Chinese's eyes.

"Then, where to go?" Dias asked cautiously.

"Go to Saji in the south, a small fishing village. The arms on the car are all transported to the rebel army." Chen Jianqiu said bluntly.

His eyes never left Dias.

Dias's body shook involuntarily.

Of course he understood what Chen Jianqiu meant.

Such confidential things were told to him without reservation.

Or get on the same boat, walk all the way to the dark side, join them, and transport arms for the rebels.

Either he would end up like the Spanish soldiers who died in front of him, with holes in their bodies and their bodies eaten by wild animals.

It seems like there is a choice, but in reality there is no choice.

Diaz slapped his thigh fiercely:

"Join the rebel army! That's great. I've wanted to do it for a long time. Like I said on the road, there's just no chance. These damn Spaniards should have been finished a long time ago!"

He said eagerly to Chen Jianqiu.

Fifty percent truthfulness, plus fifty percent forced helplessness.

"Lai Gubei! What is the most important thing about joining the rebel army?" Chen Jianqiu turned his head and shouted loudly to the young man standing next to the carriage.

"Courage!" Lai Gubei replied.

"anything else?"

"Belief!"

"anything else?"

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Chen Jianqiu saw that Lai Gubei was deep in thought, so he turned to Diaz:

"Whether it's for freedom or independence, as you can see, if we don't rebel, Cuba and the Cuban people will never get ahead. They will die anyway, whether they will starve to death or be beaten to death."

"It's better to give yourself a chance and give your descendants a chance. What's more, the earlier you join, the greater the benefits."

"So, the most important thing is to be 'resolute', keep it simple, keep your head in your belt, don't think about what you have and what you don't have, just follow it and get it done."

Chen Jianqiu enlightened Dias.

Dias nodded repeatedly.

What the hell, no matter how well the coachman drives the car, he is still a coachman, so he might as well do it vigorously.

Who said that if the Spanish governor can do it, I, the Cuban, can't?

Fight into Havana and seize the bird's seat.

The team transporting arms stopped heading north and turned to the southwest.

Dias is very familiar with the terrain nearby.

In order to avoid being caught up by the Spanish army that followed, he chose a path at the foot of the mountain that was not very eye-catching and headed south along the edge of the mountain.

We walked for about half a day.

Chen Jianqiu and his transport team finally heard and saw a palm tree, and also heard the sound of waves.