The two cannons were positioned on Pierce's flank, forming a crossfire with the soldiers on his side, completing the full angle coverage of the center of the camp.

The soldiers in a wagon had already set up Gatling's accessories and magazines, and their guns were aimed at the Apache in the center of the camp.

"Sir, let's go first, and leave the rest to the two cannons." Pierce's lieutenant said to him as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Wait until I kill these Indians." Pierce wasn't about to rest on his laurels.

He had made up his mind to bury them here, burn them or beat them to death.

"Big man, are you okay?" With an axe, Geronimo slashed down an American soldier aiming at Danny, and rushed in front of Danny with an arrow.

"I'm fine." Danny carried the turtledove on one shoulder and nodded at the chief, "This kid is not in a good condition, he was shot in the leg." ”

Jerónimo noticed that one of Danny's hands was hanging to the side, blood running down his drooping fingertips.

The Southern Virginia tough guy was shot in the arm, and he carried the unconscious turtledove on his shoulder all the way to the bullet on the opposite side and ran to the chieftain to join him.

Along the way, he also knocked off the heads of two American soldiers who wanted to ambush him without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Danny!" Teresa's horse galloped in, followed by Adam and the others.

This woman, not letting her eyebrows, rushed to the front of the line, and the repeating rifle in her hand did not stop, and it was often fatal with one blow. It fully reflects the benevolence of a war doctor for the strife of the world and the gold content of the Pitking woman.

She jumped off her horse.

Without shouting, he directly began to check the injuries of Danny and Turtledove.

"We need to find a safe place to deal with their wounds." She said to Geronimo.

The chief took the turtledove from Danny's shoulder, carried it on his back, and looked around the battlefield.

Their attack had almost cleared the encircled American soldiers, and the rest moved closer in the direction of Pierce.

But by this time the fire had spread throughout the camp, and there was no way back except in the direction behind Pierce.

One of the two cannons was ready, and the shooter began to shake the handle.

"Get cover!" Jeronimo yelled.

Bullets began to fire towards the center of the camp, and the wooden boxes that could be used as shelters were shattered.

An Indian soldier heard the gunshots, threw himself off his horse, and fell to the ground.

His poor horse was beaten into a sieve for him, and his flesh flew everywhere, and he fell to the ground with a wail, unable to move again.

If this continues, when another cannon is ready, not a single person in the field will survive.

However, the firing of the first cannon suddenly stopped.

"The first magazine ran out so quickly? Or is it malfunctioning? Adam, who was familiar with firearms, took a deep breath and prepared to seize this golden opportunity to flash out of cover and kill the shooter of the machine gun.

But when he turned out, he found that Gatlin's main shooter had fallen on the gun.

A black steed burst through the wall of fire on the side of the camp, and the wind around it split a crack in the wall of fire like Moses parting the Red Sea.

The man on the horse was holding his gun aloft, the muzzle of which was still smoking, and the shooter died under this gun.

"Chen!" Geronimo looked up.

"Heavenly Brave!" The Indian warrior who fell to the ground thought silently in his heart.

"Stinky boy, I'm finally back." Adam snorted, a smile on his lips.

The gun in Chen Jianqiu's hand did not stop, and the first Gatling's secondary shooter also fell on the carriage, and the soldiers in the other carriage fell to dodge.

Immediately behind the black horses, however, were the axe-carrying birds and Apache warriors, who approached, leaped from their horses, and jumped straight onto the carriage.

The axe fell, and the few remaining American troops also became ghosts.

Chen Jianqiu also jumped up, and he glanced in the direction of Jeronimo.

Without the strong pressure from Gatling here, they were all relying on cover to shoot at Pierce.

Chen Jianqiu came to the front of the cannon, he grabbed Gatling's grip, and quickly turned the muzzle of the gun in the direction of Pierce.

"Asuka, you come to be my secondary shooter, the others, suppress the angle of sniper fire on the opposite side!"

The soldiers half understood and half didn't understand Chen Jianqiu's words, but when they saw Chen Jianqiu's movements, they basically understood that they were not far from ten.

Pierce hid behind the tent, wondering why Gatling's fire on the flanks had stopped.

"What are they doing? What about fire suppression? A few more magazines, and those Indians are all powdered! Pierce straightened up angrily and looked to the flank.

The Gatlin he had been waiting for roared again, only this time for them.

Bullets rained down on Pierce and his soldiers.

If Gatling had been on the front, the bunker in front of them would have kept them at bay with some bullets, but now the bullets were coming from the side, and the soldiers had no way to escape.

Chen Jianqiu is also shaking the wheel for the first time, and he always feels that this way is a bit stupid, a bit like shaking popcorn.

Shake it fast, the accuracy is a piece of, clumsy and heavy, the continuity of the ammunition supply all depends on the proficiency of the secondary shooter, and the dust has settled on him to find a way to get Browning to put the automatic weapon in order for him.

Save the life and help the wounded Gatlin, and rejuvenate Makqin.

But now, it is enough to deal with these unguarded soldiers, and the strength can work miracles.

The American soldiers were stunned, one second they were still suppressing the Indians on the opposite side under the cover of fire, and the next second they were destroyed by a violent storm and moving the ground.

Some of them had their heads cut off by bullets before they even had time to react; Some other parts of the body were shot, and while crawling on the ground, they cried for their father and mother.

After the first round of strafing, half of the dozen or so people around Pierce were missing, and the rest of them crawled to find a place to hide.

Pierce's reaction wasn't much quicker than his men's, except that his lieutenant stood in front of him and blocked two bullets for him, and the third shot hit a string of sugar gourds that went through the adjutant's body and hit Pierce in the abdomen.

Pierce clutched his stomach and ran back, but the other Gatling suddenly rang as well.

It turned out that when he and his men were strafed, Geronimo's side lost its suppression, and they quickly gathered and moved closer in the direction of Gatling.

Danny jumped into the carriage and came to the gun, along with his wife.

"I'm coming!" His left hand had been treated by Teresa, and the bullet had not hurt the bone, and the wound was bleeding a little.

The cannon was not a gun, it was not part of Danny Sr.'s specialty, and Gatling had not yet become a weapon of the Confederate army when he served.

However, no one at the scene intended to stop him, including his wife.

Teresa even became his secondary shooter, rolling up her sleeves, loading the cannon with magazines, and helping her husband, who was in one hand, correct his direction.

The U.S. troops, who were dazed by Chen Jianqiu's round of strafing, were just about to take advantage of the change of ammunition to take out the machine gunner.

Then another burst of head-splitting strafing greeted him.

In addition, Chen Jianqiu's firepower also continued, and the two machine guns roared at the same time, and the corpses in the camp were all over the field.

Pierce was completely unmoving, and the remaining remnants desperately found their horses, mounted their horses and fled outside the camp.

Danny's Gatling was replaced with a new magazine, and he was just about to sweep it over, but was stopped by Chen Jianqiu.

"Let them go and report the news, or the effectiveness of our attack will be greatly reduced."

There was no movement of any living people in the entire camp, only the sound of flames engulfing everything.

The original plan was to attack and harass, but under the policy of Commander Pierce "I am not allowed to leave until you destroy everything", it became a war of annihilation.

Chen Jianqiu picked up a piece of burning wood stained with kerosene and threw it onto the carriage carrying Gatling.

"Let's go, we're going to start walking the dog."

……

The sound of explosions, gunfire and flames in this camp has already alarmed the nearby American troops.

Crook's immediate force was the closest one, and the colonel heard the movement here, and immediately rushed in this direction with his troops.

By the time he could already faintly see the burning camp, the firecracker-like Gatling gunfire even gave him an illusion for a while.

, the Mexicans called?

He led his troops quickly towards the camp until he ran into the soldiers who had escaped from the camp.

"What's the situation? Say it! ”

Colonel Crook glanced sternly at the dejected soldiers.

"Jay, Jeronimo, India, Di'an, good, many!" The soldier spoke incoherently.

"Fart! How could those people in Apache beat them like this? Crook shouted angrily.

He had been fighting with the Indians for at least ten years, and he had been chasing Geronimo for the past two years, and he knew that with the strength of Jeronimo's current tribe, it was impossible to destroy an American military camp of fifty people.

"Boss! Look over there! ”

Suddenly, Crook's subordinates reported to him.

Crook took the binoculars from his men's hands, and he saw a man who couldn't see the number of people rushing out of the camp and into the wilderness.

“BOOM！”

Behind them, something exploded in the camp, and a cloud of fire rose.

"Command all the troops in the vicinity and find a way to stop them." Colonel Crook gritted his teeth.

"Chase!"

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