The security captain had previously been involved in the state militia in New Mexico, and had been dealing with Mexican gangs at the border for many years, so he was quite agile

At a glance, he saw that behind the first row of people, someone took out a revolver and shot at them from the first row.

He didn't care if he was injured by mistake or not, he raised his hand in that direction and shot it.

The farmer, who was standing in the first row, was shot and fell down with a muffled grunt.

The other security guards saw that their captain had shot and followed suit.

The man who had been hiding behind the farmer and shooting, was shot, fell to the ground, and the revolver in his hand slid to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a continuous burst of gunfire rang out in the crowd, which caught the security captain and his team members off guard.

It was a premeditated attack.

"Boss, lie down!" The security captain rushed to Blake, who couldn't figure out what was going on, and pinned him to the ground.

Bullets came from all directions and flew past the scalps of the two men.

The screeching sound of bullets slicing through the air continued to reach Blake's ears, making him lie on the ground and not dare to move.

"Fight back! You're all holding burning sticks, huh? The security captain yelled at his guards.

Many of the security guards hired by Blake were also discharged from the military, and there was no problem with professional ability.

The problem, though, was that the crowd was so chaotic that it was impossible to tell who fired the shot.

Or, just found the person who shot him, but there were several people running around him, and the security guards couldn't pull the trigger.

"Shoot! You stupid X, if you don't kill them, just wait to be killed by them! The security captain was anxious.

He fired several more shots and knocked down two people, one with a gun and the other a farmer holding a sign.

Dunleavy at first thought that some farmer had hidden the gun, and then because he couldn't control his emotions, he opened fire, and he shouted hoarsely to the people around him:

"Don't be impulsive! Keep your emotions in check! Don't use force against force! ”

However, where anyone paid attention to him, some threw the sign and ran, some scurried around like headless flies, but some of the anger was ignited

These small farmers and tenant farmers are not good people in the first place, and they belong to the kind of people who have to be slapped twice when they pass by their farm.

How can they bear being shot?

They picked up the guns dropped by the dead people next to them and began to shoot passionately at the security guards on the other side.

For a time, the scene was chaotic, and bullets flew everywhere.

People were constantly being shot and falling to the ground.

And those Chinese workers who are caught in the middle have become the most miserable group.

After hearing the gunshots at first, several people immediately squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and did not dare to move.

But apparently, bullets will not choose to take a detour to them because they cannot see themselves.

In the dense bullets, those who were holding their heads were knocked to the ground before they could react, and those who stood stupidly in fright were also hit by stray bullets.

The area around the railroad tracks was so open that they didn't know where to hide.

The poor marksmanship of these farmers and security personnel is the bad luck of the Chinese workers in the middle.

"Run! Don't be stupid! A young man in a white vest threw another bewildered young man to the ground.

Bullets clanged on the rails beside them, and fire flickered.

After dodging a burst of shots, the young man in the white vest dragged the people around him and ran.

The young man ran as fast as he could, even if he was still pulling a person, like a rabbit.

"Luo Yonggui! This way! An old man with a goatee shrunk his head, hiding behind a pile of sleepers, and beckoned to the young man.

As an old man who survived the troubled times, the old man with the goatee was very experienced, and he found a place to hide from the bullets as soon as the gun went off.

The young man named Luo Yonggui rushed towards the old man and jumped to the back of the pile of sleepers, but he was caught off guard and let out a scream of "whoop" came from behind him.

The young man, who had been pulled halfway by him, fell five meters away from the pile of sleepers, and he was shot in the leg.

This shot was obviously deliberately fired by someone.

A group of men with triangular scarves covering their faces, riding horses and carrying guns, appeared in the direction behind the Glench's gang.

Their target, it seems, is not Blake.

"Slaughter those yellow-skinned miners for me first, and don't let any of them go!" The cowboy at the head whispered to the people around him, "Blake, I'll come back and clean him up." ”

He said that it was a shot at a Chinese worker who was running.

The shot hit him in the thigh, and Hua Gong fell to the ground, less than five meters away from the pile of sleepers that could save him.

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to get to that pile." The cowboy raised his gun again.

However, at this moment, a voice came from the crowd in front of Glanqi, and along with the voice, there was a bullet.

"Haha, it's finally time for you, Bourne, it's useless to cover your face with a triangular scarf, I know you turn to ashes!"

A young blond man poked his head out of the panicked crowd.

He had just hid behind a board and shot the man on his horse.

The shot was sudden, but it was aimed too hastily, and the desired part was too tricky, and the shot flew Byrne's hat.

Byrne, who was revealed, fell off his horse, but saved his life.

The blonde young man saw that the blow was missed, and he threw off his leg and drilled into the nearest cover.

"Kill him for me!" Byrne yelled.

Not only the people around Bourne, but also the members of the Knights who had been photographed by him before infiltrating the Glench Order, began to shoot at the blonde young man.

But the young man was quick, and though he was so embarrassed that he had lost one of his shoes, he ran all the way and was lucky enough to get behind a pile of rails.

"Come on, you bunnies, your dad and I can't get used to you bastards who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard!" He turned sideways and shot down a member of the Order who was shooting at him.

But this time, he didn't have so much luck.

A bullet hit him in the forearm.

The gun in the hands of the blonde young man flew out.

With his back against the pile of rails, he took a deep breath and pulled out another gun from his waist with his left hand.

The young man looked at the sky: "Mom, Dad, forgive me." ”

For what he has been chasing all these years, he is ready to fight to the death.

On Luo Yonggui's side, the situation is not much better.

He and the old man with the goatee were forced behind the sleepers, where there were several Chinese laborers.

Bullets flew in front of them and over their heads, and they looked at the young Chinese worker lying on the ground five meters away with a shot in the leg, and they were anxious.

"Help, save me." The Chinese worker held out a hand to his fellow citizens and begged.

"I'll rush it!" Luo Yonggui gritted his teeth.

"No, if you go, you'll have to die two!" The old man with a goatee pulled Luo Yonggui's clothes.

"No, I have to save him." Luo Yonggui broke free of the old man's goatee and rushed towards the injured Chinese worker lying on the ground like an arrow.

He only took a few steps before rushing in front of the wounded Chinese worker, bending down, ready to carry the rest of his back to rush back.

However, in this open area, a white vest is too conspicuous.

A member of the Knights set his sights on Luo Yonggui.

He raised the gun in his hand and locked onto the Chinese worker who was carrying people.

As long as he pulled the trigger in his hand, there would be another yellow-skinned corpse lying in this clearing.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

However, this gunshot was different from the other gunshots that were going on at the scene.

It came from afar, dull and heavy.

The heads of the members of the Order burst open like watermelons, blood and brains splattered, and their lifeless bodies fell backwards towards the back of the horses.

The other members of the group around him were stunned and pointed their guns in the direction of Luo Yonggui.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang."

Four gunshots rang out in a row, and this time, the sound of gunfire came from a closer place.

Blood splattered the vital parts of the four spear-wielding regiments, and they fell from their horses with their guns.

Luo Yonggui took advantage of this opportunity, picked up the injured Chinese worker, and ran back to the edge of the sleeper pile.

He gasped for breath and looked up, only to see several figures, nimbly moving from cover to cover, heading towards them.

The young man with blond hair stopped when he heard the gunfire in the direction of the Knights.

He gritted his teeth, ready to turn out of cover and fight another member of the Knights.

A hand pressed his shoulder, and a face half covered by a triangular scarf appeared in front of him, but the voice was very familiar to him.

"Leave the rest to us." Chen Jianqiu said.

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(End of chapter)