Only then did I know how to play with the gun."

"This is why I don't recruit people like Colm." Dutch muttered as he kicked a cultist who had rushed in front of him, then shot him in the head, and then continued to follow the group.

The troops retreated.

Ordinary people who have not received enough systematic training will still have some natural fear when faced with a group of cultists who have nothing left in their minds except deformed beliefs.

Originally, according to Dutch and Hosea's estimation, under their arrangement, they could keep at least half of the people on the opposite side outside the first line of defense forever, but the fact is that the battle started less than ten days ago.

In five minutes, they were forced into fierce street fighting, and at this time, they only consumed less than half of the enemy.

But now, in addition to the current situation of hard fighting, there is another problem that has always worried everyone in the Van der Linde Gang.

A feather arrow shot through the chest of a cultist holding a repeating rifle. The cultist staggered and fell, and the owner of the feather arrow, Charles, also fell off the roof of the tavern.

At this time, a short ax flew diagonally from behind him, and the ax blade cut through the air, making a terrible sound, and headed straight for Charles' head.

Charles turned slightly to let go of the axe. He turned his hand to the back and grasped the handle of the axe. He glanced at the cultist who seemed a little dumbfounded. The hatchet followed the trajectory of the previous flight.

He flew back and split open the cultist's Tianling Cap.

"Hey, Charles!" At this time, Javier came up, fired several shots at the enemies that kept coming up, and asked, "Daqi asked me to ask you, have you seen O'Drisco's people?

"

"No, Javier," Charles casually took out his pistol, smashed the head of a cultist who wanted to shoot him, and said, "They are all crazy people wearing strange clothes, and I actually saw Indians inside.

What a shame.”

"This is not right," Javier said while covering Charles. "Logically speaking, there is no reason for Colm to only use these cultists as gunmen. He will definitely prepare a backup plan. Dutch asked us to pay attention to any unusual movements... Whew

Damn it! Charles, look!"

Hearing Javier's somewhat frightened cry, Charles looked in the direction he pointed.

I saw an armored train that must have some relationship with the government or the military slowly entering the Valentine train station. The train was very short, and the locomotive only had five cars, but the things it carried were eye-catching enough.

"What the hell, what happened?" Arthur, who still occupied the commanding heights, saw in the scope of the Carcano sniper rifle in his hand that the armored train was filled with more than twenty people holding sniper rifles.

A member of the O'Drisco gang, which also had two Gatling guns and even a mortar, couldn't help shouting, "Did Colm rob the U.S. Army? So many sniper rifles,

Where did he get Gatling and artillery?"

"Get down, get down!" Dutch's voice was a little more frightened at this time, "Damn it, Colm, he really has a back-up plan, what a big deal!"

On the armored train, an Austrian gang member who looked like the leader said to the gunner: "Just fire when you are ready, don't hesitate."

"But," the gunner said with some hesitation, "there are still our allies inside."

"I said, just open fire," the leading Austrian gang member said in a strong tone, "and this is also what the boss means, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." The gunner shuddered and hurriedly began to load the machine in front of him, for fear of losing time.


Chapter completed!