Chapter 125: No bullets?

After some arrangements, they surrounded the Chinese. Willy Hickman and others looked carefully again, and they felt that it was foolish... Unless, as Tom Spider said, the Chinese suddenly fought desperately and exuded a heart-wrenching combat power, it would be a dream to break their encirclement. Moreover, what if they broke the encirclement? They were more than twice the enemy, and they were all cavalry. Even if the Chinese were really crazy, they could still ride on horseback and run away. When the Chinese were out of strength, they could surround them so that they could end the battle faster. Of course, fortunately, it was a nineteenth century.

The Americans, Willy Hickman and others would not be like their descendants, dreaming that their enemies suddenly changed their genetic mutations all day long. The fragile body that could easily defeat an ordinary white man would suddenly have the power of a bear, the speed of a leopard, the eyes of an eagle and the ears of a wolf. Although this fantasy, or imagination, was also one of their wealth that led the world later, was still too advanced in this period. I guess even those children would not think so... Those kids now think about riding a horse, holding a gun, putting on a top hat, and then killing bandits or Indians. Of course, there are also Chinese.

"As long as the Chinese cannot fly, they can't run out... Should we go and have a rest first?" Lick Davis found that he was able to talk to Willie Hickman. Seeing that the matter was almost arranged, he took the initiative to invite him... He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket: "This is a top-notch product from New York. But there are only a few, do you want to try it?"

"Of course I have to try it." Willie Hickman was not polite, and took the cigarette handed over by the other party and put it in his mouth. While looking for matches, he said: "It's a pity that if it weren't for the governor's order being too urgent, I could have brought my bottle of rum as well."

"It's good to smoke with cigarettes." Lick Davis didn't believe it at all, but he didn't expose it: "Besides, what if you have wine? Can you still carry a cup with you?"

"My God... you're just a cowboy, do you need that kind of thing to drink?" Willy Hickman rolled his eyes.

"Do you need a cup to drink?" Lick Davis looked surprised.

"Of course not, I'm a cowboy." Willy Hickman glanced at him strangely, "Do you use it?"

"Of course not. I'm also a cowboy."

“…”

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

"Kill!"

"Crash, kill all these white ghosts!"

"Twist their heads into the pit to soak the feces!"

"Catch it and throw it into the pigpen and feed it!"

If it were in the regular army, after the camp or defense line was placed like now, as commanders, Willy Hickman, Lick Davis and others, they might have found a safe place to order the orderly soldiers to set up a small table, arrange a grill, and then celebrate with cups and cups. Anyway, the Chinese inside couldn't escape, and it wouldn't be a problem even if they were drunk, and they wouldn't be drunk at all. What's wrong? As long as the Chinese couldn't escape, how could they be misleading?

What's the matter? Moreover, during the Civil War, General Grant, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, was a rude man who liked to drink. He also defeated General Robert Lee, the gentleman of the Southern Army. Well, no one would say Robert? Lee was not good. If it weren't for some other reason, the ever-winning general might have pointed the enemy straight at Washington, but Grant won in the end, right? So, drinking was not a problem at all, even on the battlefield.

However, the militia was a militia. Although Willy Hickman and others wanted to enjoy a good meal, the environment could not allow it. Their men could not be competent orderly soldiers first. If they were asked to prepare the corresponding things, it would be good to be able to remove two saddles as chairs for them. Moreover, the enemies on the hillside would not give them this opportunity. After just chatting for a few words and saying a few words, the Chinese rushed down with disgusting dirty words.

"Stay steady, all steady."

"Don't pay attention to their charges, take your guns and prepare to fight back!"

The two rushed to the middle of the team, paying attention to the Chinese workers rushing down, and shouting to the militia.

"Bang, bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

"What are you doing? I haven't asked you to shoot!"

The white militia's gunman is obviously much better than the Chinese workers. After all, they have been holding guns much longer than the Chinese workers. However, not long ago, about 70 white militia were killed in front of the Chinese positions, and now the Chinese suddenly rushed down again. Although everyone believes that as long as the other party rushed out of the position, the one who won must be his side, the problem is that no one wants to be the 70th unlucky guy killed by the Chinese people, right? So, the Chinese workers rushed out not long ago, and the white militia opposite them fired one after another. The density of gunfire was far better than the situation when the Chinese workers "slaughtered" John Fei Lijie's team just now. Is there a lot of people and a lot of power?

"Retreat, retreat quickly, m, dead foreign devils, so afraid of death."

The Chinese workers seemed to be afraid. Someone suddenly shouted. After the white militiamen made the dense gunshots, more than 100 meters away from the militia's defense line under the hillside, the Chinese workers suddenly turned around and ran away... They retreated again.

"Did they retreat?"

"What are these guys doing?"

"Hahaha, I knew that these yellow-skinned monkeys were still the cowards they used to be!"

"Ho huh..."

"Bang bang bang..."

It was just that simple, but just one or two rounds of guns to repel the enemy who easily killed more than 70 companions just now? The white militiamen stared at each other and then shouted excitedly... It turned out that today's mission was not very dangerous, just stand firm and shoot. This was too simple! Some people couldn't help but fire a gun at the sky to celebrate.

"What the hell are these Chinese doing?"

Willie Hickman and others didn't think it was that simple. The performance of the white militia was not much better than that of the Chinese workers at the beginning. There were no stairs when shooting, and they were all fighting in a row, but they were not interested in paying attention to these. Not to mention whether the militia would obey their orders, they were not Chinese workers, and they were not at a disadvantage, and they all had horses. Even if they were at a disadvantage, they could escape. There was no need to do that. But don't the Chinese know that this encirclement could not be rushed out?

"It seemed like there were only dozens of Chinese people charging downwards, and the rest of Chinese people were hiding in their positions. They must have had tricks." The four militia leaders gathered together again, and Tom Spider said in a deep voice.

"But the question is what tricks they have. Is there really a way to escape?" Willy Hickman pinched his chin and said suspiciously.

"Unless they can fly, it's just a dream." David Harris shook his head and rejected the possibility.

"What the hell do they want to do?" Willie Hickman asked again.

"Maybe they are desperate and want to rush out while we are not firmly acquiring?" Lick Davis guessed.

"Do you think this is possible?" David Harris asked with a smile.

"Then what do you think they want to do?" Lick asked back.

"I still recognize..."

"Run!"

"Kill them, kill all the white ghosts!"

"Make their heads into toilet lids!"

"Precaught it and throw it into the pigpen to raise it!"

"They are here again."

The Chinese are here again. But this time is different from the one just now. Just now there were only dozens of people rushing down, but this time it was attacking from all sides, with nearly a hundred people on each side, that is to say...

"Be careful, if the Chinese want to break through, everyone will pay attention to me and never let them run out."

Willy and the other two dared not neglect, so they quickly ran back to the side they were responsible for and commanded their militia to resist the Chinese workers. However, after several rounds of gunfire of the militia... it was another one hundred or ten meters. The Chinese workers stopped, then shouted and retreated.

"What are you doing?"

Willie and the others were inexplicably running. Armed running? The Chinese have just run for a long time, right? They have also built fortifications... Why are they still running now? Are their physical strength so good? However, before they can find the answer to the question, the roar on the hillside came again:

"Run!"

"Kill!"

"I want to use that white ghost's head as a chamber pot!"

"It's better to catch it and throw it into the pigpen and raise it!"

"Bang, bang..."

They still came out from all directions. Looking at the aggressive Chinese workers, Willy and the other two still did not dare to be careless and led their subordinates to take good care of each other again. However, this time the white militia had already calmed down a lot. Although they all raised their guns and aimed accurately, they did not rush to shoot. Everyone had to wait for the Chinese workers to enter the shooting range and then pull the trigger. However, it was another hundred or dozen meters, and the Chinese stopped again.

"Are you going to withdraw again?" Some militia was so angry that they couldn't help but ask loudly.

"withdraw?"

The Chinese workers in the four directions looked at me, and I looked at you, as if the preview was completed, and they all went to the side... Then, the white militiamen saw several people walking out from behind these Chinese workers. None of them took weapons, but they were holding a torch strangely in their hands...

"Be careful, it's explosives-"

Tom Spider seemed to have thought of something and roared violently. As if to fulfill his words, the men almost took out a cylinder about two fingers long and long fuse from their waists.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot..."

Explosives, those guys want to throw explosives! That's explosives! With the spread of the Denver incident, the Chinese people's "love" for explosives has reached the ears of many people. Some people even summarized that they believed that everything was caused by the explosives from the Denver Police Department of unknown origin. Otherwise, how could the Jin Zhang, who caused all the incidents, exploded the police station and then tied the explosives all over to find the mayor? If he didn't do this, it would be at most just

It is impossible for a fugitive to make the mayor of Denver pirate arrested him in anger. Naturally, there will be no more mayors who have lost huge amounts of property and brought thousands of people to attack the Chinese, but were killed by the Chinese with cattle and horses. So, the reason for all is explosives. This thing gave the Chinese who was the culprit. It was precisely because of the explosives that the guy dared to make a series of incredible and incredible cases.

And now, that Jin Zhang and Guo’s bad habits have obviously also affected other Chinese people.

"You must never let them get close, shoot, shoot continuously, and hit them back."

Willie and others were so anxious. But it cannot be blamed for not being calm enough. In a battle without cannons, one side has explosives, which is indeed a great advantage. Once the other side is approached, these militias alone will definitely not be able to stop it. Although everyone thinks that even if the Chinese run away, they can definitely catch up quickly with the horses under their crotch, and even stick behind them, which in turn makes the Chinese nervous. But, then, if these Chinese run away, it will not be so easy to surround them like now. This is a rare opportunity to wipe out the other side. Moreover, who dares to get close to the Chinese with explosives? What if those guys hide and suddenly give you one, then there are several people at once. Do you dare to do anything randomly?

Fortunately, they were lucky. Tom Steve Police felt it was timely. After several rounds of dense gunfire, the Chinese were shot back to the hillside again. Later, although the Chinese repeated the same tricks several times, intending to meet the militia in one time, the militia were not fools and would not be polite to them anymore. They kept firing from afar and did not give them any chance to get close.

In this way, this situation lasted for nearly an hour. From the beginning, when the Chinese were discouraged, stayed on the hillside and stopped falling down again, they ran back and forth nearly ten times, almost every few minutes.

"Jay, do you still have bullets? I only have two left, lend me a little."

"I only have five shots left, at most I will give you one shot."

"What's the one shot? What's the one shot?"

"I only have four shots left. What else do you want?"

"What are those guys arguing about?"

The Chinese finally stopped playing, and they thought they were tired. Willie and the other two finally got time to gather together to discuss things. Of course, while discussing the matter, everyone would not forget to pay attention to the situation on the hillside at any time. After all, it was a group of explosives, and we had to care about it. And just as they were trying to analyze the purpose of the Chinese doing this, the quarrel between several militia not far away attracted their attention.

"Sir, those two guys' bullets are almost finished, and they are discussing averaging." A militia told them on the side.

"The bullet is finished?"

"Yes, sir."

A silence!

"bullet?"

"Fight, fight... is over?"

"God!"

"We're fooled?"

Willie swallowed, his face pale; but Tom Spider's lips seemed to be coated with silver powder at this time; David Harris covered his face, while Lick Davis looked at his three companions blankly, as if he wanted to seek something...
To be continued...