On April 15, the Weapons Workshop finally produced a thousand-pound New Dana, and on the same day, a new Weapons Workshop was built. Liang Hong immediately arranged for the production of rifles, bullets, and Hall rockets, and the newly increased production capacity was immediately filled again.

The war horse galloped through the mountains and forests, startling away a flock of birds. This is the scout horse sent by Liang Hong, walking at the forefront of the entire team. In this deal with the Fenian Society, he personally brought twenty cavalry escorts, all of whom were newly created white soldiers. The base is about a hundred kilometers away from Rustenburg and can be reached directly by small roads. Along the way, you have to pass through the mountains and forests, and you can't take a horse-drawn cart, so ten Basutuo horses carry gunpowder bags.

While walking and inspecting the way, in fact, most of the road sections can still walk in horse-drawn carriages, Liang Hong plans to find a way to rest the road in the future if the two sides have frequent transactions.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of this forest, suddenly there was a shouting sound in front of him, and it was the detective horse who was signaling a warning. Five soldiers were left to guard the pack horses, while the rest urged their mounts to rush forward.

Outside the woods, three scouts confronted ten Boer mounted policemen.

Gabbie Zuubert was depressed and was on patrol with a squad of men today, and he was confronted by three white men with guns. Check normally, ask the other party's identity, as long as you speak Dutch, you can say almost one. But these people are passing by with three words over and over again. If it weren't for the fact that all of them were holding rifles, if they didn't dare to point guns at the mounted police, he would have thought that these three were idiots.

"Who the hell are you?"

Galbi was a little crazy when he asked, and when he asked, he felt naïve, and the answer must have been those three words. Sure enough, he heard it as he wished.

"Passerby."

It's the one who passes, that's what Liang Hong taught before he set off. Biochemical fighters rely on their trained instincts to fight, and they are not afraid of death when it comes to discipline, but they are dead-brained.

Galbi was about to give the order for his men to arrest people, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the woods, and hurriedly raised his guard again. He had a hunch that it was the accomplices of these three people who came, no wonder he had no fear, it turned out that there was still backup.

Except for a few men who were still pointing their guns at each other, the others turned their guns on the knights who had poured out of the woods.

"Who are you?"

When asked, Galby knew he was stupid and would hear those three words. The same gray uniform, the same Mauser rifles, apparently they are accomplices.

Sure enough, that's exactly what the rider in front of you said. Galby had the urge to hit the wall, damn, there are so many crazy idiots in this world.

"Put the gun down!"

He commanded sharply, although he could see that there were more people on the other side than them, but the Boer people were stubborn and would rather die than admit defeat. In particular, the police force, which is equivalent to the regular army of the country, has a high status and honor among the Boers.

He never expected that the other party was also not afraid of death, and even more so than them.

Liang Hong saw the two teams facing each other, and knew that he might not be good today. The officer in front was very familiar, and as soon as he spoke, he remembered that he had been a very arrogant person who had gone to the mine with the tax officer.

"Put the gun down!"

Galby shouted again, and pointed his gun at the white knight who had rushed out of the woods first, whom he thought was the leader.

"Put down the gun"

Someone behind the knights spoke in Dutch, and the mounted policemen were relieved, and the other party finally gave in.

However, at the moment when their fingers released the trigger, they heard the sound of gunfire in their ears, and then felt a sharp pain in their bodies. Damn, your boss obviously asked him to put down the gun, but he changed it to let go of the gun, and he went off alone, but he couldn't everyone go off together.

It was Liang Hong who spoke at the back of the team just now, put down the gun, it was the code prescribed before leaving, and when Liang Hong shouted this sentence in trouble, everyone immediately shot at the same time. The real order to let down the gun is reversed - put the gun down, the memory of the cyborg soldier is very reliable, and there will be no mistake.

Suddenly attacked within a distance of several tens of meters, the Boer mounted police were shot one after another, and more than half of them were immediately knocked off their horses. According to the prior drill, all the biochemical fighters threw down their single-shot rifles, quickly pulled out the revolver on their waists, and continued to shoot at the Boer Mounted Police.

At the end of the horse team, Liang Hongping took advantage of the rapid fire of the rifle to kill the mounted police who were still holding their guns on their horses to fight back.

The Boer warriors were tenacious, and even when they were hit, many of them insisted on firing bullets from their guns. In the case of a confrontation between the two sides, every bullet can be effectively hit. Although Liang Hong shot two people in a row, three soldiers on his side were still shot and wounded.

Galbi wasn't quite sure that the other party would really give in, so he was wary, and at the moment of the gunshot, he pulled the trigger and dodged. The bullet should have hit the target, and the two rifles aimed at him dodged one bullet. But the other one pierced the arm, and in severe pain, the rifle in his hand fell to the ground. The moment he was shot, he knew that something was wrong, and he would probably have to explain it here today. Then came the sudden idea that he must escape and report to the mounted police team, and the blood of his comrades must not be shed in vain.

The body was close to the horse's back, and the spurs on the leather boots on the heels were fiercely pierced into the body of the mount, and the painful war horse rushed out and began to run with all his strength.

Liang Hong saw the war horse running out, and initially thought it was frightened by the sound of gunfire, until the horse ran far away, only to find that the person riding on it had never fallen, obviously controlling the war horse. He recognized the man as the officer who led the team.

Quickly picked up the rifle and fired, it was far away, and the intuition was that this shot hit, but the person on the horse still did not fall, and watched the war horse run farther and farther.

When the bullet hit again, Galby was very conscious, and he could even clearly feel the pain of the bullet penetrating his back in the moment. It hurts, but he doesn't dare to let go, knowing that once he falls, I'm afraid there will be no chance of survival. The war horse followed him for a long time, believing that it could bring him back safely.

Looking at the back of the war horse in the distance, Liang Hong felt a little remorseful, that officer was very cunning and should have shot him as soon as possible. However, he was not overly worried, standing at the end of the line and consciously covering his face with a hat.

The battle broke out in the middle of nowhere, far from the Boer farms, and although the gunfire was fierce just now, I am afraid that no one will be able to come for a while. The battlefield was simply cleaned and eleven Mauser 1896 rifles and ten pistols were captured, as well as almost a thousand rifle cartridges. He can make the revolver himself, and Liang Hong doesn't value it, but this rifle specially designed by the Mauser company for the Boers is very good. The base is not yet able to make new rifles, and this capture is even more precious.

Continuing on their way with three wounded, they finally arrived at their destination, Rustenburg, where Douglas was already waiting, before dark.