General Crook was determined to catch Jeronimo and his Apache scum this time.

One was his own regular army of more than fifty men, and it disappeared into the wilderness of southwestern New Mexico.

Except for the few who escaped, almost all of them were wiped out.

It was an unforgettable defeat and a disgrace in his career.

Second, they were prominent members of the New Mexico region, who were very dissatisfied with Crook's inaction, and they could not sit idly by and watch the Geronimo tribe go unpunished, a man who had become a totem of the Indian independence movement in the American Southwest.

What's more, from time to time, this man also gave an armed raid to a town where whites gathered.

They thought that what Crook had done was simply bodhisattva-minded.

It was his recruitment and tenderness to the Apache tribe in Arizona that caused these primitive people to not understand the good of the white master at all.

"According to my meaning, all the Indians who do not want to stay in the reserved land, see one, kill one." So said one of the Legislators.

Colonel Crook couldn't tell if he could keep up with Geronimo by bribing Indian traitors.

This time, he lost it again.

In the western part of the United States, it was all too easy for eighteen people to disappear under the noses of the American military.

Chen Jianqiu and Geronimo led the nose of the American army back and forth between the wasteland and the mountains and forests, and they always kept a certain distance from the reconnaissance force at the forefront.

These units are Crook's hounds.

When there is a small branch in the army that is left alone.

Chen Jianqiu didn't mind getting out of the unknown at night or in heavy fog and biting off the nose of the hound.

Since every shot did not leave a living mouth, these things were counted on Geronimo's head again.

The "Apache God of War" is becoming more and more popular, and it is said that it has been used by white mothers in nearby towns to stop their children's weeping (this article is false).

In addition to Crook, there is another person who has lost the target he has been tracking.

Pinkerton's detective head, Hooknose Lynch and his men appear not far from Santa Fe.

They set up camp in a cave.

"Sir, according to the investigation, the last time Chen Jianqiu appeared was in Santa Fe City, and he killed a local police officer." Lynch's men reported to him.

The subordinate held a stack of papers in his hand, which recorded the place where Chen Jianqiu had appeared and his own analysis report.

Lynch took the paper he handed over, took a sip of the coffee in the cup, and his brow immediately furrowed.

The subordinates were nervous, not knowing why the gloomy chief in front of him was frowning, whether it was coffee or his report.

Lynch glanced at the color of the coffee in the quilt and poured out the rest.

"The water in New Mexico is terrible." Lynch was still frowning, "Didn't the Santa Fe authorities issue a wanted notice for him?" ”

"Well, no, he killed the officer in a duel, with Astor and the owner of the local inn as witnesses." The subordinate said, "Even, everyone saw that the officer pulled out the gun first." ”

Lynch thought for a moment and continued to ask, "Is there any news coming from there?" ”

"No, my sir, it's been a long time since there, I'm afraid ......" The subordinate stopped talking.

Lynch was silent.

"I know where the person you're looking for is." A voice suddenly came from outside the cavern.

"Click, click......"

The Pinkerton detectives at the scene raised their guns and pointed at the entrance of the cave, where an old man with a white beard stood.

The old man spread out his hands to show that he had no ill will, that he was dressed in a denim dress, but with the face of an old gentleman.

The detectives let their guard down a little after they realized that the old man was not following the others.

"You are? The mayor of the town before Montrose? Lynch's subordinates recognized him.

When Chen Jianqiu first arrived in Montrose, Pinkerton's detectives were also nearby, and they did not enter the town, but quietly investigated the local situation.

"Yes, Chen Jianqiu, when they first came to Montrose, if it weren't for you, I might have already done it."

The old gentleman had a smile on his face, but there was some unwillingness in his smile.

"Didn't you do it later?" Lynch Pippi teased Mayor Mare with a non-smiling smile, "So, you haven't given up yet?" ”

Mayor Mare wasn't angry, at least on the surface.

"I know a lot more about the treasure than you know." Mayor Mare's eyes narrowed, "And I can tell you for sure that the next place he's going to be will be Lincolnshire." ”

"Why should I trust you?" Lynch has no interest in someone who has already failed, and he has always thought that it is a foolish thing to be in the company of losers.

"Do you have a choice?" Mayor Mare, laughing, handed Lynch a letter.

Lynch read it quickly, folded the letter, and handed it back to the mayor.

His attitude has changed.

"So, what are your conditions?"

……

Near the edge of a mountain, an eagle whistle suddenly came from high in the sky.

After hovering in the air for a while, a golden eagle began to land, eventually stopping on the shoulder of a Chinese.

Chen Jianqiu threw a piece of meat to the corn, then turned around and walked towards the makeshift camp behind him.

Crook's troops were not found around.

Corn is now Chen Jianqiu's best eye, and it is also one of the important reasons why they can always lead the nose of the US military.

More than a week has passed since the last night attack.

They had made their way to southeastern New Mexico, and in the last few days, they hadn't encountered anyone else, except for a caravan selling groceries as they entered the mountains

Crook's army seems to have lost again.

Compared with the wasteland in the southwest, where there are only tumbleweeds and loess except for cacti, patches of green gradually appear here due to the increase of water systems.

And in this mountain behind them, there is a small lake, and they plan to repair it here for a day or two, and then continue to set off towards the target area.

He walked into the camp.

Icarto and Danny's injuries have recovered, and the injuries of the two of them did not hurt the bones in the first place, Teresa is highly skilled, and Jerónimo was also an experienced physician.

In addition to their own medicines, they also used herbs that could be found in the wilderness.

At this time, the two were sitting on the stones by the campfire and exchanging something, the turtledove became more and more proficient in English, and Danny also learned some Indian tribal languages.

Chen Jianqiu put the corn on the shelf and bent down to fetch the firewood in the campfire.

"Chen!" Someone called him behind his back.

Chen Jianqiu looked back and saw that it was Adam waving to him.

The guy had two oddly shaped sticks in his hand, assembled from chopped branches and some miscellaneous items from the caravan.

There were wheels, wires, hooks, and lures made of sequins that I got out of nowhere.

"Well, it can't be a fishing rod, right?" Chen Jianqiu looked at what looked like a fishing rod repeatedly, "It seems to be a Genlua rod." ”

"What is Lua?" Adam was puzzled.

"Oh, nothing." Chen Jianqiu felt that this fishing guy who smoked and drank should know much more than himself.

"Let's go." Adam handed a pole to Chen Jianqiu, "Follow me to the lake behind." ”

Chen Jianqiu followed Adam towards the lake in the mountain.

"I remember I told you before that if I have time, I will teach you how to train to extend the time of the shooter," Adam said to Chen Jianqiu as he approached the lake.

"Well, you said that." Chen Jianqiu responded, but then reacted, "The training method you said shouldn't be fishing!" ”

Adam acquiesced, and while observing the surface of the lake, he arranged his fishing tackle.

"Every good shooter is actually a good angler." Adam's mouth popped up with this sentence.

Chen Jianqiu was still digesting the inevitable relationship between the shooter and fishing, but Adam had already pointed to the sparkling waves not far away:

"Over there, lake trout."

Before he finished speaking, he had already thrown the fishing rod in his hand, controlled the runner in his hand, controlled the bait, and retracted the line

In a few moments, a sparkling lake trout was dragged ashore by him.

"You try." Adam said to Chen Jianqiu while unhooking the live trout.

Chen Jianqiu also drew a gourd and threw the rod forward, and the bait fell into the target position accurately.

"Well, very talented." Adam gave him an affirmation, "Now, turn on the shooter state and follow your bait." ”

The scenery in front of Chen Jianqiu's eyes has become a negative in the darkroom, he can clearly see his bait, and even the fish chasing the bait under the water.

"Control the line, feel it, now, the rod is the gun in your hand." Adam's voice seemed to come from far away.

The lure jumped, as if it had come to life all of a sudden, and the hungry lake trout took the bait and bit the bait into its mouth.

But to Chen Jianqiu's surprise, the shooter's state is still continuing, and he doesn't feel the tiredness and heavy load on his heart at all when he uses a gun.

The fish was dragged up, and Chen Jianqiu took a deep breath and felt relaxed.

"How did you discover this training method?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"What my teacher taught me is what I teach you now." Adam continued his throwing rod, his eyes darkened, "Unfortunately, I failed to live up to his expectations. ”

"This method reduces the strain that the shooter state puts on your heart and prolongs the duration. This used to benefit me a lot, but then I did something and since then, my mind has never been at peace, and it doesn't work for me.

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, he didn't continue to ask.

Didn't ask what those things were, didn't ask why he did it.

The two of them were quietly fishing for fish by the lake.

A fresh breeze blew across the lake, blowing across Chen Jianqiu's face, causing his hat to tilt slightly.

"You will be my teacher forever." Chen Jianqiu suddenly burst out with a sentence.

"Well, yes." Adam didn't lift his head, briefly but surely.

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