Andre, look, the deep place we are now, behind are mountains and earth beams, and there is only a narrow entrance to the south, which can be said to be very conducive to defense." Rest Cameroon took the schematic diagram of the terrain on his notebook, and was dancing.

He is an expert in fighting and is naturally good at such things.

"The current situation is beneficial to us. First of all, we have more people than them, and because of the preparations in advance, they definitely don't know that we have guns in hand now. Secondly, these guys don't know that we have discovered them. I guess they came to steal the camp as soon as they passed by midnight. That was the most sleepy time and the deadliest sleep. The tripartites like to start at this time. Third and most importantly, this terrain. If we want to succeed, it will never work without this pocket-like terrain." Rest Cameron pointed to the schematic diagram he drew and spitted.

"Rest, let's listen to you how to fight this battle." I simply handed over the command.

Rest Cameron pointed to the situation chart and made arrangements: "Cava and Bonnu led fifty people to guard the earth beam in the west, Andre led fifty people to guard the earth beam in the east, and the rest were the ones Shavi and I took the ambush entrance to tighten the bags. Everyone, this time, we must not let anyone go!"

"Rest, you will only take twenty people to close the mouth. Can it work?" I was worried.

Once those guys find themselves in ambush, they will definitely retreat desperately. The one who has the greatest pressure will be them.

"It's okay, we are all fast gunmen. Besides, they rush in and you have eliminated a lot of them." Rest laughed.

"Boss, I'll follow you." Stenborough shook the gun in his hand.

"So too." Griffith also stood on my side.

"David. You are old and take the crew who are not in the battle to hide behind Tuliang." I shook my head.

After giving instructions, everyone moved quickly. After more than ten minutes, three groups of people fell into ambush. The depression was quiet, and the fire in front of the tent was still burning.

I took Stenburg and fifty Sioux people with guns in my hands, lying ambushed on the earth beam to the east.

These Sioux people are good at fighting, and they are all excited and cruel.

"Boss, why do these guys look better than me? Don't they usually use bows and arrows and spears?" Stenborough looked at the Sioux people next to him skillfully fiddling with guns, and turned to ask me.

I smiled and said, "Do you think the Indians thought it was thunder when they heard gunshots decades ago? Tell you that they usually use bows, arrows and spears because they can't afford guns. I heard from Bonnu that most of these people use guns."

"That's good. I was just worried that these guys would be excited to see those guys and throw the gun out." Stenborough sighed.

In fact, although most of these Sioux people can use guns, some people don’t. They have been using their own bows and arrows for a long time, but I am very confident in the power of their bows and arrows.

"Boss, it's so hard to follow you to make a movie." Stenborough murmured at the concave entrance.

"What's the meaning?"

"You think. In Hollywood, MGM, Paramount, all the directors are not popular and spicy. They can make money by filming movies in the factory. They can take advantage of the opportunity to make movies and make the actresses take off their pants. But look at me, and not only sleep with you, but also risk fighting with others at such a risk. Boss, I think if we make our lives into movies, it will definitely be popular!" Stenberg whimpered.

"Then you get out tomorrow and go to MGM or Paramount to take off women's pants!" I said angrily.

Stenborough smiled flatteringly: "Boss, I'll just say it. Actually, it's quite exciting. It's a man."

"Men, right? OK. You can go down and get rid of the other party later." I slapped Stenborg in the face.

"Don't! Boss, I'll follow you! I'll follow you!" This guy looked like a pug, which made the Sioux people next to him laugh quietly.

"Quiet! Mr. Corleon, there seems to be movement." A Sioux man whispered to me.

I looked up at the entrance of the concave ground, and under the bright moonlight, I found several black shadows.

"Mr. Corleon, those people are probably the scouts in advance." The Sioux grinned: "They will only go back and lead a large group of people to come in after they are sure they can start."

I was skeptical about his words, but the people were raising their heads at the entrance of the depression and turned around and ran away.

"Boss, it's really coming." Stenborough raised the gun in his hand.

After about ten minutes, a black shadow floated over from the south.

These guys were all wearing black clothes and moved quickly, but there was no sound, and you could tell at a glance that they were elite.

"Bitches are raised, like ghosts! Let's see if I don't beat you up for a while!" Stenberg murmured, it was really noisy.

The group of people stopped at the entrance of the depression for a while, and when they saw the tent in the depression silently, they rushed in with confidence.

This time I have seen it clearly. The number of people in this group is about 70: they are all revolvers.

"Prepare!" I raised my arms as they all entered the depression.

The 50 Indians around me raised their guns one after another.

The guns we used were all the dragon-type submachine guns produced by Northrop Arms that I brought this time, which is the most advanced submachine gun at present.

As soon as the group of people entered the depression, they quickly surrounded the tent in groups, and then the guys stood outside the tent and raised their guns in their hands.

"Call me!" I yelled, and gunfire suddenly sounded in the earth beam on the east.

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"I ambushed!"

"Get back!"

"ah!"

There was chaos in the depression and screams. These guys knew that they were ambushed and quickly fled.

After leaving behind twenty bodies, they ran to the Tuliang in the west.

"These guys are looking for death!" Stenborough laughed.

The group ran under the earth beam in the west. Before they could gain a foothold, Bonnu and Kava led their men to shoot wildly, and corpses rolled down from the slope, attacking each side, completely knocking these guys out.

"Retreat! Retreat to the south!" A bearded white man shouted, and more than twenty people behind him stumbled and fled towards the entrance of the depression.

"Boss, that guy is the leader!" Stenborough shouted at me, pointing at the bearded man.

"Leave it to me!" I picked up the detonator and pointed it at his legs.

Boom! The bomb gun fired, and the guy's legs were cut off. He fell to the ground and let out a crying howl.

His subordinates did not care about his life or death, but ran desperately towards the entrance of the depression. In their hearts, only by escaping from this depression can they save their lives.

But they did not expect that what awaited them would be a more violent blow.

As they approached the recession entrance, Rest Cameron and Shavi appeared in front of them with twenty fast gunmen.

These fast gunmen in Shawei belt are among the elites among the three parties' western regions, and their attack power is far from comparable to those of us. Moreover, they are holding the ground in their hands, and they are still the most advanced submachine guns.

With a sudden shot, all the people who tried to rush out fell down.

The entire battle process did not exceed twenty minutes, and it was extremely clean and neat.

The originally beautiful concave ground is now like hell on earth. Blood is everywhere, and the air is filled with suffocating blood. Those who have not yet died of shots make creepy screams.

"Shavi, bring people to clean up the battlefield." Rest Cameron laughed.

The three groups gathered together, smiling happily.

"It's been a long time since I've been so satisfying to fight. It's so satisfying!" Kava raised the submachine gun in her hand and said to me: "Boss. This thing is so powerful! It's much more powerful than a pistol!"

"That's natural, this is our Northrop company's most advanced dragon-style submachine gun. If you like it, it's yours." I laughed.

"That's great. Thank you, boss!" Kava was overjoyed.

"Andre, everyone says that the dragon-type submachine gun produced by Northrop's arms company is very powerful. When you see it today, it is indeed well-known. After filming this movie, you have to ask Northrop to sell us a batch of such weapons. How about it?" Rest Cameron also likes this submachine gun very much.

"Then I'll ask Northrop to give you a half-fold." I spread my hands.

"Excellent, great!" Rest Cameron agreed happily.

Shavi and a group of people cleaned up the battlefield and came back to report: "Boss, Mr. Corleon, there are 68 people on the other side, one of them did not escape, 53 died, and 15 were injured. What should we do?"

"Andre, this matter is left to you. I'm going to bed." Rest Cameron patted my shoulder and walked into the tent.

"Take me all the injured people." I sat on a stone and nodded to Shavi.

Shavi was ordered to leave.

"Kava, bring people to get something like tree trunks that can burn, the more the better." I waved my hand to Kava again.

Although Kava didn't know what I wanted these things, she still took people out to get the wood.

When it was not too late, Shawei brought the fifteen injured guys over. Among these people, some were slightly injured and some were seriously injured. The bearded man had his legs broken by me, and his face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Half an hour ago, you didn't expect that you would have such a result, did you?" A grim smile appeared on my face.

"Andre Corleon, your bitch is lucky, otherwise I will beat your head!" The bearded man didn't know whether it was because of pain or anger, and his facial features were distorted.

"Yes. That's a pity." I laughed.

Looking at these guys, the anger in my heart suddenly arose. If the people from Kava had not discovered them unexpectedly, we would have been lying here today, and I believe that everyone in the crew would have died miserably.

Stenborough was also very angry, and walked to the bearded man, grabbed his hair, and roared, "Say. Who sent you here?!"

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't say anything! Andre Corleon, kill me, you won't have a good ending." The bearded man looked at me, screaming so hard that his voice was hoarse.

"Shavi, give him some fun!" I gritted my teeth and handed the bomb gun in my hand to Shavi.

Shavi took it, walked to the bearded man's ground, and pressed his gun on the bearded man's forehead.

"Big Bearded Man, I'll ask you the last time. Who sent you here?!" Shawei asked staring at him.

"Bitch, shoot me, I won't say..."

"Bang!" Before he could finish his words, the blaster shot and his head turned into a blood mist.

Brain and blood are everywhere.

All the injured subordinates next to him were stunned. From their eyes, I finally saw a look of fear.

"Next." I looked up at the sky.
To be continued...