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Although the bullets were flying around him, he was calm.

There is nothing to panic about. As a member of the diamond smuggling organization, Qin Lang was often caught up in firefights, and those battles were even more fierce than they were going on now.

After all, the density of fire of forty "Winchesters" simply cannot be compared with forty "Kalashnikovs".

So he wasn't scared at all, he wasn't panicked at all.

He calmly raises his pistol, takes aim, pulls the trigger again, and then an unlucky knight falls off his horse with a scream, or an unlucky horse suddenly falls to the ground. But Qin Lang never paid too much attention to his results. He was always quick to turn his gun and shoot at a new, overly close enemy.

And as he did, he remained silent.

He is a quiet but deadly threat.

But Duncan. Sandy is completely different from him. This swinger-like guy doesn't act like a sophisticated cowboy. Although he was firing at the attacker at first, all he could do was scream after he had exhausted the six rounds in the magazine.

No matter how hard he tried, Duncan couldn't reload his pistol with new bullets.

His hands were trembling all the time.

"Damn...... Damn it......" he muttered, "God...... Stabilization...... Be calm......"

But he just couldn't compose. Sometimes, the bullet is almost aimed at the magazine, but after two shudders, it falls to the ground again. After repeating it several times, Duncan almost gave up.

This time Sean. O'Connor climbed to his side.

"Hey, British." He whispered, but almost scared Duncan to jump, but O'Connor didn't laugh. "British, do you need help?" This is not an inquiry, but a request.

O'Connor was unarmed—his pistol was in Qin Lang's hand, and he had already knocked down three horses and an attacker—and so far he had played the role of an idle bystander in this firefight, but he didn't want to go on like this.

Playing the role of a spectator in the center of a firefight is not fun at all, and he notes more that if he can't get Duncan's pistol to work, he will most likely not live long.

Because the disadvantages on their side are becoming more and more obvious.

Three of his friends had been killed and four wounded, and only four were still fighting, not including himself and Duncan; Although the attackers also suffered more than a dozen casualties, this loss was nothing compared to their total number. In such a dangerous situation, although an extra pistol is nothing, it is better than nothing.

And looking at Duncan's performance, it is better to count on God to bless him than to expect him to play, O'Connor had to ask him to surrender his weapon.

But his request made Duncan hesitate. A few minutes ago O'Connor had been ready to kill him, and now that they were fighting together, it was completely forced, and he couldn't be sure what would happen after handing him the gun. But......

"Damn it, British, what are you waiting for? In one minute we're all going to see God! ”

As if to prove O'Connor's point, there was a short shout, and then only two rifles were still firing.

He screamed angrily. "Damn! British, give me your pistol! ”

"Okay......" Knowing that now was not the time to think about it, Duncan had no choice but to hand O'Connor his pistol and bullets. The anxious Irishman quickly loaded the pistol and ...... He turned his gun on the startled Scotsman.

"Hey, what do you want to do!"

"Lay down your arms, Mr. O'Connor." Qin Lang, who was changing the magazine, also noticed this scene, so he also aimed his gun at Sean. O'Connor, "I don't think it's a good time for infighting. ”

"Listen, Oriental, it's a strategy." O'Connor explained in a low voice. Although he didn't actually want to explain, judging from Qin Lang's performance all the time, it was a bad idea to make him angry.

"Strategy?"

"Yes, strategy. Those guys must have come for our Mr. Sandy, and I think you heard what he used to say. Duncan once said, "I think I know who they're coming for." This sentence combined with his tone at the time would have led most people to assume that the attacker's target was actually him.

But Qin Lang didn't think so, and he didn't think it was a good idea to hand Duncan over to the attackers—even if it was really just him that their target. There are dead people on both sides, and although it can be said that it is a misunderstanding, in reality this kind of problem is never perfectly handled.

"I don't think you're a good idea, Mr. O'Connor." He announced.

"Can you take my opinion once, Oriental?" O'Connor was quite disappointed by Qin Lang's usual skepticism, but he still tried hard to persuade him: "Listen, since those guys are targeting Mr. Sandy, why don't we ......?"

"You want to hand me over to them?" Duncan finally realized what his plan was, and he immediately shouted, "You might as well kill me now!" ”

"Shut up, British! You bring all the troubles. O'Connor scolded, and then continued to Qin Lang: "We pretended to announce that we were going to hand over Mr. Sandy to those guys, so that they would cease fire and let us escort him over, so we could take the opportunity to shorten the distance between us and them." Orientals, although your marksmanship is good, as long as they distance themselves, your pistol will not work. ”

"That's true." Qin Lang nodded, but then said, "But I still don't like your idea." However, "he paused again and finally agreed to O'Connor's plan." "You can try your way, Mr. O'Connor."

"Hey, man, you can't treat me like that." Duncan protested loudly, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Thank you." O'Connor breathed a clear sigh of relief. The only thing he was worried about was Qin Lang's opposition to his plan, but now everything was not a problem.

He raised his left hand and waved it from side to side. "Stop shooting! Stop shooting! ”

First of all, his two remaining friends, who were still able to fight, looked at him in confusion for a moment, then stopped shooting and watched the enemy's movements vigilantly. Then, not long after, the attackers stopped - but no one asked.

Qin Lang felt that this was very abnormal. Under normal circumstances, someone should have come forward to ask questions in order to find out what the other side was asking for a ceasefire, and the attitude of these guys is really strange.

He felt that they might have some bad intentions, and that it was better for none of them to stand up in such a situation.

But it's too late to remind you of anything, Sean. O'Connor was already on his feet. "Gentlemen, I know you—" he began, and the gunshots rang out again, and he fell like a slate.

But fortunately, although at least ten people were shooting at him, only one bullet hit him in the left shoulder. Although the wound hurts, at least he is alive.

Just Duncan. Sandy's schadenfreude is very unpleasant for O'Connor. "Look, Mr. O'Connor, it looks like they're not targeting me, maybe they're targeting you......"

"Maybe they're targeting all of us." Qin Lang said, while saluting the attackers with his pistol, "They don't seem to want us to leave alive." ”

"So what should we do?"

"Get out of here." Qin Lang checked the ammunition he was carrying just now, and there were still two magazines left, which couldn't last long at all. "The vehicle I've prepared is right ahead, and it's about three hundred yards away......"

Duncan looked around in confusion. "I didn't see anything."

"Me too." O'Connor also announced the results of his examination.

"Trust me, it's there, I've set up a disguise. As long as we can get there without a hitch, these guys are no longer a threat. Qin Lang announced affirmatively, and repeated, "As long as we can run through these three hundred yards safely." ”

"I'm skeptical ......"

"Let's do it, we'll only be targets if we stay here." O'Connor nodded, then turned his head to his last two friends, "You-"

He had barely started shouting when he saw his last two friends drop their weapons and run away in the direction of Las Vegas in desperation, like two panicked rabbits.

“…… That's fine. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "At least it can attract some of our attention." ”

"I hope so." Qin Lang sighed, "Listen to my command now...... Come on! ”

He, Duncan, and O'Connor, all three of them got up from the ground at the same time and began their deadly three-hundred-yard death dash.