Although the headquarters of the Kufner Group is in New York, it would be a mistake to judge that the Kufma Group's sphere of influence is only in New York.

If Watanabe Shin had been staying in New York, then Li Mu really had no good way to deal with Watanabe Shin, and he couldn't send an army to take down the Japanese consulate in New York, then it would not be a diplomatic incident, but an act of war, and Washington and the New York City government alone would not be able to explain it, no matter how good the relationship between Grant and Li Mu was, he would not let Li Mu declare war on Japan on behalf of the US government.

Now this situation is the best, Watanabe believes that out of New York, it is the sea and the mountains are high and the birds can fly, but for Li Mu, it also means that he can let go, and at most he will put the responsibility on the train robbers afterwards, anyway, there are many train robbers in the United States these years, and Jesse James is just one of the representatives.

Masayoshi Oshima was now very sure that the speed of the train was definitely not as fast as the galloping horse, because the speed of the train had slowly slowed down after the group of knights passed by the window.

With a screeching sound of brakes, the train finally came to a standstill on the tracks, and exclamations suddenly rang out, and in this place where there was no village and no shop, a sudden stop did not bode well.

The robbers in the United States are more wild, there is no technical content, and there is no humanistic feeling, and before work, they will not come to a set of things like "I drove this road, I planted this tree", and before the car stopped, there were sporadic gunshots.

At this time, of course, shooting is mostly intimidating, and the money has not yet been obtained, and the robbers will not kill people casually.

"Your Excellency, you go quickly, I will hold these people back as much as possible." Sweating profusely, Masayoshi Oshima opened the magazine of the revolver, checked the bullets in the magazine, and said to Nobu Watanabe anxiously.

It's ironic, knowing that this group of robbers is likely to be hired by Li Mu, and even pretended to be someone from the Junma Group at all, but the only thing that Masayoshi Oshima can trust now is the revolver in his hand, the python pistol produced by the Junma Group.

"Let's go... And where can it go? Watanabe Shin's expression was bitter, he didn't expect Li Mu to kill them all.

The nearest station is also more than 20 kilometers away, and there is no road along the way in the wilderness, and the railroad tracks are the only reference point to point the way.

Watanabe didn't think that his two legs could outrun the horse's four legs in the wilderness, so there was no way to escape.

But staying is a dead end, in order to leave more decently, Watanabe Shinbu asked William Vanderbilt for a special train, so in addition to the three train drivers, all of them are employees of the Japanese Embassy in New York and their families, although among these people are samurai like Oshima Masayoshi, but more are ordinary people who deal with copywriting, and the rest are women and children, who are armed to the teeth mercenaries, they have no ability to resist at all.

Nobu Watanabe didn't think that these mercenaries would open up the net, and if it was his own advantage, Watanabe Shin would not show any mercy.

As Watanabe believed, the battle was indeed one-sided.

After the train came to a standstill, the robbers did not rush to board, but galloped around the train, shouting words that no one understood, and occasionally adding some nervousness to the sky.

Just as the passengers were focusing on the knights, a group of fierce gunmen suddenly appeared in the first carriage.

It was true that there were people who resisted, but the sporadic resistance led to a dense accumulation of fire, and when casualties began to occur, the resistance quickly dissolved like ice cream in the summer sun.

Perhaps it was not yet time to show tyranny, the gunmen who pedaled the bikes were quite restrained, and when confronted with women and children, they showed gentlemanly courtesy, and as long as they did not resist, they did not kill, and no one was even tied up except for men.

In this case, no one risked their lives to test the bottom line of these gunners, and when facing the strong, the obedience and humility of the Japanese played a key role, as long as one person lay on the floor according to the gunman's orders, others would follow suit.

When the gunmen made it all the way to the carriage in which Nobu Watanabe was riding, the battle finally broke out again.

At this time, more than a dozen embassy staff had gathered in Watanabe's carriage, and Oshima Masayoshi distributed weapons to them, and Watanabe encouraged everyone to fight to the death, and none of them thought that they could be spared.

Shun Shun did not paralyze the vigilance of the gunmen, and when the first gunman was knocked out, everyone immediately became alert, and a scuffle began.

"Die, die, give me all death!" Masayoshi Oshima hid behind a table in the box, blocked the connecting passage of the carriage with two guns in his hand, and cursed frantically while continuously pulling the trigger.

Two women squatted at the feet of Oshima Masayoshi and helped Oshima Masayoshi load his pistol, with a steady supply of bullets, Oshima Masayoshi believed that no one could break through his muzzle blockade, and if he held on a little longer, maybe the railway guards would follow the sound.

Indeed, as a samurai, Oshima Masayoshi is qualified, he began to learn kendo at the age of 11, and since then he began his samurai career, it has been more than 30 years, after the popularity of thermal weapons, Oshima Masayoshi humbly learned, and made rapid progress, he even watched the American Civil War and the war against the Indians, and was known as the backbone of the Japanese military circles. Masayoshi Oshima has accurate marksmanship, strong will, and plenty of physical strength, and it will not be easy to break through his blockade.

However, for a train car, it is obviously not enough to defend against the danger.

Although the train that Oshima is riding is a special train, it is not a bulletproof special train, and the carriage is only a thin layer of iron sheet, and then it is decorated with wooden strips, and this level of defense is not worth mentioning for the penetrating power of the bullet.

There were gunners cleaning the carriage one by one, and there were knights cruising outside the carriage, and when they noticed the fierce fire of the carriage, a dozen knights rode to the vicinity of Oshima's carriage, raised their rifles and began to fire a volley.

In these years, there is no difference between full charge and semi-charge, and the standards for military and civilian bullets are the same.

Shotguns were even more excessive, 20 projectiles flew over after one shot, more than a dozen shots were fired in a salvo, and more than 200 steel balls raged in each round, and the salvo was only carried out for two rounds, and the sound of "ceasefire" came out of the carriage.

It is true that I can't afford to fight, the samurai in the era of thermal weapons is a tragedy, a samurai learns martial arts from an early age, and it may take decades to achieve perfection, but in the face of the salvo of the rifle, decades of hard work and sweat are in vain, and no matter how skilled the martial arts are, it can't be worth a large handful of steel balls.

Holding Masayoshi Oshima's constantly trembling body, Nobu Watanabe's heart is also trembling.

Perhaps it was because Masayoshi Oshima's body was too strong and covered a huge area, and in the first round of salvos, Masayoshi Oshima was hit head-on by bullets, and more than a dozen steel balls smashed Masayoshi Oshima's upper body into honeycomb coals, and blood splattered out like a fountain, and Nobu Watanabe's two hands couldn't hold it.

This shot knocked down not only the body of Masayoshi Oshima, but also the determination of all Japanese people, including Nobu Watanabe, to resist.

"Immediately line up and come out and surrender, or we're welcome." A stern voice came from outside the window, followed by the smell of burnt paste.

It turns out that the gunners have shown mercy, and if they had used Molotov cocktails just now, the people in the carriage would have turned into roast suckling pigs.

It's really feng shui in turn, two days ago, the gunmen of the Springfield Company, wailing under the rage of Molotov cocktails, today it is the turn of the Japanese, and this retribution is really a little fast.

"We... Surrender..."Watanabe's confidence was bitter, and looking at the sad and uneasy faces around him, all Watanabe Shin's thoughts vanished.

All resistance had ceased, and the men in the carriages were brought out one by one, kneeling in a row by the side of the tracks, at which point the gunmen tore off their veils of warmth and looked at the people with a particularly ill-willed look, especially at the women who were trembling.

Watanabe Shin was also trembling, the gunman who brought him out of the carriage was not friendly, and the means of pulling and dragging were rough, seeing that Watanabe Shin was slow, and even kicked Watanabe Shin's body twice.

This made Watanabe Shin feel more and more uneasy, so as soon as he was taken out of the car, Watanabe Shin shouted, "Come and talk to me, I think we need to talk." ”

As a diplomat, fighting with knives and guns is not what Watanabe Shin is good at, what Watanabe Shin is good at is lip service, as long as he is in the field he is good at, Watanabe Shin has the confidence to get out of the way.

"Mr. Watanabe, long time no see." An unfamiliar voice came.

Nobu Watanabe raised his head, and in the midst of the group of knights, Watanabe Nobu finally found a familiar face.

A cowboy hat with a police badge, an iron-gray woolen coat embroidered with the logo of the Springfield Company, shiny riding boots, a barrel glowing with a faint blue cold light, and a slightly mocking smile and indifferent eyes, Watanabe Shin knew this person, this guy was the manager of the Springfield Company, Ford Benjamin, the number one thug under Li Mu.

When he saw Ford Benjamin standing in front of him so unabashedly, Watanabe Shin originally had a hint of luck, and finally sank to the bottom.

is so naked and undisguised, this is the rhythm of not preparing to keep a living mouth, and naturally there is no need to worry about leaking the news.

"You, how dare you do this..."Watanabe Shin pointed to Ford Benjamin's fingers trembling, he was already in a mess, not knowing how to accuse Ford Benjamin.

"Of course we dare! Because this is America, this is American land, and we can do whatever we want on this land, as long as we want. Ford Benjamin's words were very straightforward, and the confidence in his words was so domineering that people could not resist it.

Once Watanabe Shinya fantasized that one day he would be able to declare sovereignty to others in such a domineering tone.

What Watanabe didn't expect was that when someone else put this tone on him, this feeling would be so sad.

"Aren't you afraid of the wrath of heaven?" So far, Watanabe Nobu can only pin justice and justice on ethereal myths, counting on the Japanese government to seek justice for his own people, and he doesn't know what year and month it will take.

"God will not bless you, you infidels, this is God's punishment for you." When necessary, Ford Benjamin can also be a magic stick.

Unlike Li Mu, who has become an American citizen, Li Mu can brazenly declare to everyone that he is a standard Catholic, but Watanabe Shin cannot do so.

As a Japanese, Watanabe is a Shinto believer, and it must be emphasized that the Japanese government will never allow its officials to follow the Western Church.

Even if it's just talking like Li Mu, it's not enough.

In fact, extremist sects are not only white hats, but also extreme Christianity, as evidenced by the Crusades, which lasted for hundreds of years.

At this time in the 19th century, the social atmosphere had become much more enlightened, the influence of the Holy See on secular society was getting lower and lower, and Christianity was slowly becoming like a real religion, just people's spiritual sustenance.

"You will definitely suffer retribution, please tell Li Mu, he will..." Watanabe Nobu knew that he would definitely not be spared this time, so he had the will to die.

Ford Benjamin didn't give Watanabe Shin a chance to make a big statement, seeing that Watanabe Shin's emotions were about to get out of control, Ford Benjamin didn't procrastinate, and raised his hand and shot Watanabe Shin's eyebrows.

The shrill gunfire was like a signal that the killing was about to begin, and someone couldn't help but drag the frightened women into the carriage, and they didn't know what they wanted to do.

"Damn, when you're done, each of you has a $100 reward, now be honest with me and control your lower body." Even if Ford Benjamin is ruthless, he can't sit back and watch things happen beyond his bottom line, although Ford Benjamin will not be pedantic enough to let go of these women and children, but Ford Benjamin will not let them suffer more humiliation.

Life was really cheap these days, and it only cost a hundred dollars to hire a stinking Irishman in New York, who had just disembarked and had nothing to sell but their own lives.

Playing for the Horse Group is a good choice, becoming a gunslinger requires going shirtless and fighting people, of course, there are dangers, but what kind of work is not dangerous in these years?

What's more, if you work for the Junma Group, you can enjoy all the benefits of the Junma Group, and you can also find a group that suits you and ensure that you are not discriminated against, which is the most valued.

The most discriminated group in New York is the Japanese, and then the Irish, although the Irish have a large population, but because of the lack of education and lack of economic power, the Irish tend to do the most heavy jobs and receive this meager salary, so many Irish people are willing to work for the Stallion Group.

As for the skin color of the owner of the Horse Group, no one really cares about this, it is the 19th century, and the skin color does not bring them any benefit, so it is only right to be able to fill their stomachs.