Chapter 43: The War

"The equipment is still not good!"

Hidden in the corner, Jacob shook his head as he looked at the antique gun in his hand while admiring the explosion not far away.

"But it's okay, if it's an antique-level arquebus, a flintlock pistol, or something like a front-loading musket...... Then I might as well go up and fight hand-to-hand!"

The gunman running and shaking in the distance was a live target in Jacob's eyes. With an effective range of four or five hundred yards from a lever gun, Jacob was confident of a hearty roll call.

"Bang-"

A gunman standing on the roof clutched his chest and fell from the roof with a grunt, hitting his head on the ground. Judging by the twisted angle of his head, his neck should have been broken. Even if Jacob hadn't shot him, he wouldn't have lived.

"Bang-"

The gunner's skull on the horse was blown off by lead bullets, and the white brains mixed with black hair exploded all over the sky, pouring hot water on the gunners around him. If a timid person saw this scene, he might have already weed his pants and collapsed to the ground.

But these Wade Brotherhood gunmen are lawless outlaws, and although the hot brains are sticking to their faces, some of them are disgusting, but they can't stop their murderous spirit. Because Anthony Wade was watching them from afar. Anthony Wade's deterrent effect on them is not something that these hot white brains can dispel.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the process of death.

"He's there! Shoot!"

"Damn, is he wearing flying boots?!"

"Be hidden! and...... Don't kill him!"

"It's for us to die!

“Fuck!”

......

Outside Blanc Town.

The wind swept through the wind and sand, crackling and crashing against the green pine trees, and then the sand released its net kinetic energy and fell, smashing heads and faces on Eve and Sophie. At this time, Eve and Sophie were hiding in the shade of the trees, pricking up their ears to listen carefully to what was going on inside the Bronk.

"Listen!"

Eve suddenly sat up nervously, grabbed the lever gun, and listened intently to the movement coming from Bronk's direction.

"It's gunshots! Two gunshots!"

Eve clenched the lever gun and said very firmly.

"Yes...... Is it gunshots?"

The wind was howling, and Sophie's ears were only filled with the sound of wind and sand. Nothing else was heard. She didn't have Eve's keen hound-like hearing.

"Yes! I'm sure it's gunshots! And not Remington's revolver!"

The sound of the Remington revolver was not so explosive, even stronger than the sound of a lever gun double-barreled front-loading shotgun. It's a powerful firearm! It's definitely not the gun Jack was carrying! Could it be that Jack was discovered? Or is the duel already underway? Why are there only these two gunshot firearms......

"Boom-"

The loud sound of the bomb exploding overpowered the howling of the wind and clearly reached the ears of the two men.

Now Sophie knew that what Eve said was right. She stared in Bronke's direction with red eyes and hatred, her teeth clenched her pale lips, and her voice became low and hoarse, "We...... Should...... What to do?"

When Eve heard the explosion, the expression on her face became complicated. It's both excited and tangled, and there's an urge that can't be suppressed.

"We ...... Don't do anything!Jack ...... Let me protect you!, and then monitor for any gunmen coming to Bronke......"

Eve pulled out a huge firework and fiddled with it in a tangled and boring way. Then check the matches to see if they are wet. In the event of an emergency, it is not possible to light a fire immediately in a hurry.

"We have to trust Jack to solve the Wade Brotherhood...... I'd love to fight with Jack too!"

Eve seemed to make a decision instantly, shoved the fireworks and matches into Sophie's arms, grabbed the lever gun and stood up. Her tangled look disappeared completely, and all that was left was radiant and bold!

"Sophie, you're here to watch the intersection, and as soon as a large crowd of people comes, you light the fireworks. Then he rode away on horseback!hahaha...... The old lady wants to kill the Bronk and fight side by side with the man I love! Destroy all the villains of the Hand of Death!

With that, Eve turned over and got on her horse, holding the reins in one hand and the lever gun in the other, and rushed into the wind and sand with a shout, and killed Bronk. Sophie was left dumbfounded to look at the fireworks in her hand, and then looked in the direction Eve left, speechless and at a loss.

But it is said that Jacob is hiding in the town, and under the cover of houses and wind and sand, he fights guerrilla warfare with the Wade Brotherhood, and from time to time releases a cold gun to shoot them accurately. And the gunmen of the Wade Brotherhood also learned to be smart, dismounted from their horses, and hid in the shelter of the house to shoot at Jacob.

It's just that Jacob moves extremely fast, and unexpectedly changes his bearings, shooting bullets from directions that the gunmen don't expect, taking their lives. And it's not safe to hide even in a house. Some houses explode instantly when the door is opened, and some houses will explode with a puff of thick white smoke, choking their hearts and lungs, and snot and tears can't help but flow. When they ran out of the house, they were greeted by hot bullets that coldly took away their lives.

They were almost fighting an invisible enemy, or the Grim Reaper!

The rest of the gunmen gradually became frightened, and they all nested in the corner nervously, clenching their guns and not moving, for fear that a bullet would come from nowhere and end their lives.

The battle was at a stalemate for a while.

Church.

Anthony Wade leaned on the pulpit of the pastor in the church, his blood staining the cross behind him. The foul smell of blood permeated the small church, and he did not clean up the blood stains all over his body, but just faced Jesus who was looking at the world with pain and kindness on the cross. The blood-stained right hand gently touched the cross, touched Jesus, then tilted his head to look at Jesus, and shouted in a low and hoarse voice, "Boom...... God?!"

"God bless ......"

A gunman shuddered into the church, clutching his crumpled cowboy hat in his hand, and watched the blood-stained cross quickly draw a cross, whispering a silent word. Then he had the courage to shout at Anthony Wade, "Boss......"

To be honest, at this time, in this situation, the gunman refused to meet Anthony Wade in his heart. But it was not up to him to decide, and he could only step forward and reply tremblingly.

"Hmm...... Have you already caught it?"

The gunfire outside had stopped, and Anthony Wade thought the battle was over and Jacob had been captured. He didn't turn around, he hissed with his head down. The voice was low as if it came from hell, and with a billowing cold, it killed the whole church.

The gunslinger's crown shuddered, and he could barely speak, "No...... Not...... There is no ......"

"Nope!"

Anthony Wade turned around and stood on the podium with condescending eyes fixed on the gunman, "Waste! For so long, dozens of you have besieged him, and you have not been able to catch him!"

"Yes...... Yes, he ...... He...... He's a god of marksmanship, he's lightning fast, and we're ...... Lost a dozen brothers ......"

"What?!"

Anthony Wade grabbed the gunman by the collar, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. The gloved right hand seemed to turn deep and dark in an instant......