1850 American Gold Tycoon

Chapter 16 Crossfire
The sparse and messy gunshots did not scare Brandon away, but a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

He could hear the fear of the gold diggers in the sound of the gunshots, and it was the same way when he first went out to fight the Mexicans, shaking with fear when he heard the gunshots.

Brandon has rich experience in how to plunder the gold of gold diggers. Those seemingly well-organized gold mining companies and teams are actually weak, and they often disperse in front of their plunder.

He believes the same goes for the gold diggers he faces today.The difference between them and other gold mining teams is that they have more people.

Of course, they also had more gold, so much so that such a reasonable person would be willing to risk it.

Thinking of gold, Brandon became more excited, and fired two shots at the house more than two hundred yards away to add to the fun.Command his men to move forward in an orderly and unhurried manner.

At this moment, familiar pictures flashed in Deng Yan's mind. The thugs in light blue jackets and light blue army trousers in front of him also transformed into lobster soldiers in red clothes. It seemed to echo in his ears.

With the sound of a neat volley of guns from the opposite side, the two Chinese guards around them were shot and fell down.Just like his brother fell beside him ten years ago.

"Kill the fucking bastard!"

Deng Yan's blood surged for a moment, he raised the revolver, pulled the trigger, and then pressed down the hammer with his thumb until all the bullets in the revolver were exhausted.

Not to mention the pistols of this era, even shooting with modern pistols is a waste of ammunition at a distance of more than two hundred yards.

After finishing the bullet, Deng Yan habitually drew out a short machete, trying to rush out of the wall and fight the gangsters desperately.

"Second uncle! Come back!"

Liang Yao realized Deng Yan's strangeness, stretched out his hand to pull Deng Yan back, and slapped Deng Yan hard twice.At this moment, Liang Yao felt as if something had bitten his left arm.

Only then did Deng Yan come to his senses, this is not the battlefield ten years ago, everything just now was just his illusion.

"Put it closer and hit it! Put it closer and hit it again!"

Liang Yao put Deng Yan aside and roared loudly.

Everyone understands this truth, but not everyone has the courage to bring the enemy closer.

Liang Yao's Chinese guards didn't have any combat experience, and Deng Yan was not in the state just now. In order to show themselves in front of Liang Yao, these Chinese guards showed most of their bodies and bravely fought back against the bandits.

Unfortunately, their newborn calf's spirit of not being afraid of tigers could not reverse the disadvantage. Immediately, four or five guards were unfortunately shot and fell down, and two of the unlucky ones were shot dead on the spot.

The opponent's weapons and equipment are better than theirs. Liang Yao heard that the garrison in the California military fort last year replaced a batch of new rifles. Presumably, they replaced them with the Springfield M69 that has been modified with rifles and can shoot .1842 caliber Mines.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why these gangsters were able to shoot so accurately at a distance of more than two hundred yards.

On his side, there are all kinds of weapons, from the old Charleville M1795, Springfield M1812, to the monkey version brown bass and Baker carbine that the British cleared their inventory and sold to Mexico.

Of course, he also has a Springfield M1842, but it is a smoothbore version. This gun is relatively new and its performance is not outdated, but its range cannot be compared with the rifled version at all.

It's not that he is reluctant to spend money to buy better weapons, but that he can't buy them. The guns equipped by Liang Yao's escort are already the best guns that can be bought in California.After all, this is the humble western frontier, not the industrially developed eastern United States, where you can buy everything.

The two-kilogram Colt revolver in Liang Yao's hand had a crushing advantage over them in terms of rate of fire.

However, at a distance of more than two hundred yards, the effective range of the pistol is not enough to reach them.He could only watch anxiously.

"Damn, they have the latest rifles!"

The battle-tested veteran Weber also realized that the situation was very unfavorable to them. After trying to fight back and failing, he could only order his men to hide under the brick wall to save their lives.

Bullets rained down on Liang Yao's house, and the debris of the building hit by the bullets flew across.

"With our strength, it is impossible to repel these bandits. Liang is right. Wait until they get close to us before firing to repel them. As long as we guard this courtyard, there is hope."

Sven calmly spit out a lead bullet from his mouth, stuffed the lead bullet into the barrel, and said while compacting the ammunition with a cleaning rod.

"Liang, it's a good thing your yard is well built. Your arm, you hurt Liang, doctor! Doctor!"

After being reminded by Swen, Liang Yao realized that he was injured, and subconsciously looked at his blood-drenched arm. Under the action of adrenaline just now, he hardly felt any pain.

Dr. Robinson hurriedly came over with the medicine box to bandage Liang Yao.

"It's a good thing the bullet just went through your arm."

After checking Liang Yao's injury, Robinson was relieved. It was only a minor injury and not fatal.Most of the armed forces in the courtyard are under the orders of Liang Yao, if something goes wrong with Liang Yao, it will deal a fatal blow to their morale.

The other party seemed to be very patient and well aware of the gap in equipment between the two. After advancing fifty or sixty yards, they stood still and continued to output firepower to Liang Yao's house.

Liang Yao, suppressed by powerful and precise firepower, couldn't lift his head up, let alone fight back.

People in the courtyard were panicked. They were not at a big disadvantage in numbers, but they were overwhelmed by more than [-] gangsters. This is the gap between weapons and equipment, and also the gap between professional soldiers and amateur mobs.

From time to time, guards and gunmen whose psychological defenses have collapsed choose to be deserters. Both Weber and Deng Yan are veteran officers with rich actual combat experience. military spirit.

What surprised Liang Yao was that the calmest people were Sven and his sailors.

Seeing that there was no movement in the house, Brandon felt that it was almost time, and it was time to take down the house in one go and snatch the gold.He drew the slender U.S. Army saber at his waist and directed his men to charge forward.

"Fire!"

When Brandon approached the house, the dense rain of bullets suddenly launched a counterattack against them. Four or five of his men were unfortunately shot and fell down.After launching a round of counterattacks on the spot, facing the hail of bullets, he continued to rush forward against the scalp.

"Damn it! For the gold, rush forward, the distance between the gold and us is only forty yards!"

Brandon, who was bathed in the hail of bullets, did not change his face. He had to admit that this brave officer of the United States did not lose his courage after his transformation into a gangster.

It was the turn of Liang Yao's revolver to show its prowess when shooting at close range. The thirteen Colt revolvers that Liang Yao bought from Fleger with a lot of money finally showed his advantage.

The thirteen Colt revolvers forced out a volley of fifty or sixty people. Faced with such dense firepower, the opponent was obviously a little out of control, and even the sound of returning gunfire became sparse.

"This gun is good, but it's a bit cumbersome."

Liang Yao stretched his dislocated right hand a few times, which was almost shocked by the huge recoil, and threw the pistol to a guard to reload.

"Loading is also very laborious."

A gentle complaint came from Liang Yao's ear.

Sven is obviously an experienced gunman. Liang Yao has just finished the first round, and he is already playing the second round.

He tightly held the revolver that Liang Yao had just given him with his right hand, tightly squeezed the trigger, and then quickly slapped the hammer with the palm of his left hand, shooting out all the bullets in just two or three seconds.

Ruthless Iron Hand!This was Liang Yao's evaluation of Sven's rough hands. He didn't expect this old sailor to know the unique skills of American western cowboys.If he played like this, his delicate hands would probably be reimbursed on the spot.

Brandon, who was repelled, was furious, and after a short rest, he launched three charges towards Liang Yao's house.

The lonely house, Brandon, was crumbling under the crazy impact of these thugs, and it was on the verge of collapse.

In desperation, Brandon set fires around Sacramento, trying to irritate the gold diggers in the house and lure them out of the house.

Liang Yao's heart was bleeding when he saw his hard work in the past three months was wiped out in the raging fire.

Not only Liang Yao, but the raging fire in Sacramento also turned into anger in the hearts of everyone present at this moment.

These thugs are burning down their homes with impunity!

"If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Third brother, take the younger children and go first. I'll be the queen for you."

The situation was extremely unfavorable to them, so Deng Yan suggested that Liang Yao take a few Deng family children with him to preserve their fire.

"I made an oath to Master Guan with all of you. We will live and die together to share wealth and honor. Even if we die, we will die with you. There is absolutely no reason for a person to just live in mediocrity."

Liang Yao categorically rejected Deng Yan's proposal and decided to stick to it.Liang Yao's statement greatly boosted the confidence of the guards under him.

"Ordinary gangsters don't work so hard. They look like they were ordered by someone. They bite us like mad dogs."

Liang Yao expressed his judgment that the purpose of these gangsters was not just to seek money, but to drive them all to death, obviously they were targeting him.

"Obviously, who in California hates Sacramento the most? Who hates you, Liang Yao?" Sven's thoughts coincided with Liang Yao's, "Brannan, that sinister and vicious country bumpkin, from the first time he saw him, I just don't think he's a good person!"

"We have suffered heavy casualties, and it will be difficult to resist their next round of offensive."

Looking at the gold digger team Captain Weber who suffered heavy casualties in the hospital, he was deeply worried.

These improvised gold diggers with white and yellow skins were able to withstand four rounds of professional army attacks, which had exceeded his expectations.Their performance is impeccable, they are true warriors, but the enemy is too strong.

"We must find a way to hold them, or we will all die!"

"Maybe the mounted police in San Francisco can help us, but it will take at least one day from San Francisco to Sacramento!"

"Hey, buddy, take back your unrealistic idea, the Mounties in Sacramento are gone, and the Mounties in San Francisco can't be counted on."

"The garrison in California can definitely eliminate these bandits, but their garrison is at least 200 kilometers away from Sacramento. I'm afraid we won't last until then."

Everyone spoke to each other, and pessimistic emotions quickly spread among the crowd, as if they would die in the hands of those brutal gangsters in the next moment.

(End of this chapter)