Chapter 15 My Own People

There is only one platoon of troops stationed in Xiaoshi Town, and there is also a police team of more than a dozen people, Xu Yongquan personally led the team, and everyone didn't have time to shoot a shot, so he announced that he would be reimbursed in full.

Hunter almost couldn't believe the tragic scene in front of him, more than 40 American ** people and policemen were all killed in no more than five minutes, is this still the brave and omnipotent US Army. But the bloody body in front of them reminded them very clearly that they had met a tricky opponent.

The residents of Little Stone Town obviously didn't understand what was going on, and they were driven out sleepily, thinking about the warm bed, unconsciously scolding, and some people were unwilling to open the door at all, so they were undoubtedly broken in by Otto and Stewart, who directly took those people out of the bed and threw them in the cold night wind.

For the first time, the Cherokees and Choctaws felt the thrill of punishing their enemies so quickly, and the Americans who were so high up were so vulnerable, and they couldn't help but feel a deep shame for their tribe's inaction when they remembered that thousands of their own people had been driven away by this group of hateful Yankees.

Of course, not all American residents were content to be evicted from their homes, and many watched as the Indians, whom they once disdained, dared to break into their homes—the thirty crossers were naturally taken for Indians—and they secretly took up their weapons in their homes.

"Bang, bang, bang," the quiet town would hear such gunshots from time to time, and each shot would make the Americans standing in the square in front of the town tremble for a while, for fear that these hateful bullets would shoot at themselves.

"Go, dare to come out and show ugliness with this kind of trick?" Steve spat disdainfully, spat out the green smoke from the barrel of the gun contemptuously, and watched with interest the American residents who were struggling in pain after being shot.

"As a sniper, what you can never forget is carelessness, as a good sniper, even if it is only a few tenths of a second, he can fight back against you." Zhang Bin drilled out of the village with a murderous face, took off the disguise on his head, and faced Steve with a black face.

"Sir, am I doing something wrong again?" Steve looked at the young man who seemed to be younger than himself with a distressed expression.

"Of course it's wrong, how many times have I told you, the best shooting position for a sniper is the place between the eyes, and it only takes 0.6 seconds to kill, but what about you, but you shot to the neck, see for yourself, how much worse, this is just an ordinary citizen, what if the other party is a clever sniper? I'm afraid you'll die before him. ”

"Sir, I was wrong, but can this person be counted in the end?" Steve looked at Zhang Bin pitifully.

"Well, the person was killed, but it wasn't a success, count it half, remember, it takes six more to do it." Liu Yu looked at Steve strangely.

"Yes, sir, I'm sure I'll get the job done." Steve stood up to the standard, and his face immediately jumped with joy.

As a young man of Choctaw, Steve did not join the coalition army of the North American Indians, and even the position of a battalion commander did not make him excited, but he pestered Xu Yongquan with a dead face, asking to follow the traversal to learn shooting and killing skills.

After witnessing Steve's skillful handling of the heavy rifle, the officers and men of the Airborne Team couldn't help but marvel that there is such a group of natural hunters in this world. Therefore, he could only pretend to be reluctant to take Steve, on the premise that he was required to be proficient in the use of Chinese within two years.

Now, a few months later, although the Chinese language is still only in the very simple stage, his sniper marksmanship has reached the point where the sniper Liu Yu and others feel that they are unteachable, and as a reward, Zhang Bin promised that as long as Steve kills ten Americans this time, he will give his rifle as a gift.

Although most of the traversers are soldiers, in this exotic time and space, the traversers feel that their own strength is so weak that they can't wait to use one person into several people. And recruiting loyal Indian youths to fight for themselves, and letting the traversers do more work that requires them to do it, has been unanimously approved by the airborne team after Zhao Wenli's proposal.

When the war is over, only 50 of the Airborne Crossing will remain as the core force of the Crossing Force, while the rest of the weapons will be handed over to the loyal Indian youths who will go about their profession. And the first youth they chose was Encas.

After receiving all the blessings of the traversal, Encas finally married Hu Caixia, which at that time, it became a matter of great face for all Indians, and the messengers of God were willing to marry their precious daughters to the young Encas of the Indians, which shows the depth of trust in these angels. At that moment, the enthusiastic eyes of countless young Indians almost burned Zhang Lijuan, another young woman who was still unmarried. Zhang Lijuan, who was so frightened that she was no longer young, hid in her small house for a few days and didn't dare to go out.

But Encas was also given a very harsh task, requiring that he must learn simple Chinese within a year, and without thinking, Encas agreed to this condition, which was basically not a condition.

Of course, the bride made her own little request on the wedding night, demanding that Encas must take a bath every night, or she would refuse to sleep with him.

As a result, you can often find in the dead of night that Encas secretly scrubbing his body repeatedly by the river. And more Indian girls found that the once rough Encas, after a few days of marriage, was as neat and polite as the angels, and the Indian girls began to secretly wash their bodies, and it seems that since then, some young men have had many stories with the Indian girls.

And after marrying Hu Caixia, Encas was naturally regarded as his own person who crossed the crowd, and the second person who could become the loyal guard of the crossing crowd after that naturally became Steve's goal, and shooting the Yankee who didn't know whether to live or die just now obviously made the honest Steve one step closer to his goal.

Encas and Steve are just the first step in crossing the crowd to cultivate their cronies, and the battle of Little Rock will be their second step plan.

All the Americans who were driven to the square were told that their land and property had been confiscated in their entirety as compensation for their encroachment on Indian land. As for their protests, they were automatically ignored - the Indians' protests were even stronger, and how could they have taken them to heart, and even more so that the land had belonged to the Indians in the first place, and now it was nothing more than its rightful owner.

But the Americans were obviously unwilling to return their land to the Indians again, and the crowd was in a commotion again, but this time Steve didn't wait for Liu Yu's notice, and swished a few times, this time he didn't use a re-gun, but just used a few darts that he grinded, and shot the Americans who were ready to make trouble in an instant.

In the face of the bloody slaughter, the scene finally calmed down again.

"Sir, the few I killed just now should be counted, right?" Steve salivated again.

It's not that Steve doesn't want to use a gun, he has less than ten rounds of ammunition left, and he has to save the bullets to shoot farther away.

"Yes, of course." Zhang Bin reluctantly handed over his rifle and looked at Steve cautiously, "From now on, it will be your wife, your brother, I hope that you will cherish it as well as you love your own eyes, the gun has a soul, as long as you are good to him, he will repay you, but if you want to treat him badly, you will be punished harshly." ”

"Yes, sir," Steve jumped a few times excitedly, then solemnly took the gun, and gave a standard military salute, at this moment, I don't know how many Indian youths were envied.

At the same time as handing over this gun, Zhang Bin can only use his only remaining pistol to protect himself in the future, hoping that the man named Steve in front of him will not disappoint him.

The Americans were driven westward unwillingly, just as the American GIs drove the Indians in the first place. As for how much clothing they wore on the road and whether they had enough to eat, no one cared about that. It seems that the Americans would not have paid attention to this when they drove the Indians away. In contrast to the Americans, who deliberately shot children to force the women to speed up their march as they drove away the Indians, the coalition fighters felt that they had done enough mercy.

These poor Americans, who were to be escorted to the cities of Tokyo, Foster, and Cherokee City, where the Cherokees had long been settled—in recognition of Cherokee's unconditional support for the Travelers, who suggested that the city of Tulsa be named Cherokee City, which naturally won the heartfelt support of the Cherokees—would join the American captives who had built there to contribute to the construction of the Indian city.

Of course, in order to appease the Choctaw, the Crossing Sect also sent people to build a new settlement in the later city of Lawton, mainly to house the Choctaw people who migrated westward.

At the same time that the Americans moved westward, a contingent of immigrants consisting of Cherokees, Choctaw, Mohicans, and Creeks soon settled in Little Rock.

As the spoils of the operation, the houses in Little Rock, the land that has been sown or not sown, and the agricultural tools will be divided equally among the families of the coalition soldiers who participated in the operation. Of course, to compensate the soldiers who were unable to make the expedition due to the need to defend the castles of Tokyo and Foster, these families will take a portion of their food from this year's output.

The nearly 600 black slaves rescued from this operation and nearly 10,000 tons of grain and iron tools will all be used as the property of the traversal. Of course, the Indians, having acquired so much land, naturally had no doubts about the generous distribution scheme of the Crossing Masses.

After fighting so many battles, the traversal finally has a lot of property, and everyone is finally at ease.

However, what made them strange was that with this eastward migration, there was actually Zhang Lijuan of the smuggling team.

"I used to be a professional pig farmer, but later because of some things, the pig farm closed down, and I had no choice but to follow Chen Dayong to smuggle." Looking at everyone's puzzled looks, Zhang Lijuan first said, "I heard that there are a lot of livestock here, so I followed, how about it, Captain Xu, can you have my share?" ”

"Yes, of course." Xu Yongquan hurriedly agreed, then thought about it and asked, "Does Brother Zhao know about this?" ”

"Of course he knows, he also said that the future farm will be operated in a public-private partnership, and in the future, I personally account for 60% of the output here, and the state accounts for 40%, and he also said that I should listen to Captain Xu's arrangements for the rest."

Tens of thousands of acres of land in Little Stone Town, there are more wastelands that have not yet had time to be developed, Xu Yongquan waved a large pen to Zhang Lijuan to draw a few thousand acres of pasture or breeding farm or something, the livestock breed comes from the seizure, this time it is really a good thing to do "no food, no clothing, only the enemy sent forward".

However, Zhang Lijuan is going to open a farm, what is the American prisoner James doing with him?

"I hate this damn war, I hope there will be no more damn wars, I'm just a farmer, a simple farmer, and as a farmer, I should do what a farmer should do." James scolded.

James is a farmer who immigrated from Ireland only the year before last, and on the way here, he has been looking forward to the beautiful life in the United States, but he did not wait for the life he wanted, and he was conscripted as soon as he set foot on the continental United States, and he has not even seen a picture of the land of his dreams. Knowing that Zhang Lijuan was going to come here to run a farm, he found Zhao Wenli to express his wishes, and Zhao Wenli immediately agreed to his plea, and asked him that as long as he did a good job, he would definitely cancel his status as a war prisoner soon, and as long as he wanted, he could stay in Little Rock City in the future and have his own land.

However, looking at James's tame appearance of standing beside Zhang Lijuan, Xu Yongquan faintly felt that something was different.

"Miss Zhang is a very virtuous and intelligent girl, I like him very much," James's frank confession was not only startled, but even Zhang Lijuan was stupefied.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say I wanted to like you." Zhang Lijuan immediately messed up.

"Miss Zhang, don't panic, believe me, I will use my sincerity to impress you." James said sincerely.

"Don't think about it, do your own thing, and don't forget that you are still a prisoner of war." Zhang Lijuan said angrily.

Xu Yongquan looked at this strange pair of men and women with some irony, and wondered, does peace with the Americans really depend on women? If this is the case, I'm afraid that no one will agree to it.

But what if Zhang Lijuan is willing? It seems like a good idea to turn some Americans into their own people in this way, so as to strengthen their own power.

Of course, the more important thing is this group of black slaves, which is the most reassuring help for them now. Therefore, as soon as these black slaves were released from the dark room, their sense of justice immediately exploded.

The black slaves' feet were connected by ropes, and they were dressed in thin clothes, and they were all skinny and crumbling. As they watched the traversers walk towards them, their faces showed a look of anger and uneasiness.

But when the ropes on their feet were cut, they were puzzled again, and some began to try to escape, and the Indians tried to shoot to stop them.

"Forget it, let them go, they won't be able to run far." Xu Yongquan said lightly.

Sure enough, those men struggled for less than a mile or two before they collapsed due to their strength, and then were helped back by the coalition soldiers, who were even more puzzled when they saw the other black slaves drinking hot soup.

"After you have eaten and drunk enough, you will come with us, as long as you cooperate with us well, you will have true freedom." Xu Yongquan didn't know if these people could understand his half-laden English, but when he said the word freedom, the dull eyes of many black slaves obviously showed some brilliance.