It would be a big mistake to say that cowboys only see blind killing and looting. In the new century, if they kill and rob anyone on sight, they will definitely arouse public outrage. There is only one way: to survive as a group, like hyenas. , always ready to tear apart any young deer that may appear, bringing fear rather than anger to the entire herd. Even so, you still need to beware of the deer's counterattack, because the number of hyenas is declining day by day.
Even if Valentine's police officers did not kill, the guards of the mine and the police officers of Saint-Denis could not wait to perform their duties. Even Sir Marin was addicted to this fierce battle.
Mr. Fowler said to John when the smoke cleared and the fighting ceased and the victors began to clear the battlefield.
"Kid, at least we did what we believe in: kill those who deserve to be killed."
John nodded in understanding and saw Sir Marin walking over. This gentleman's clothes had been baptized by battle and could no longer show his master's usual cleanliness.
"Mr. Fowler, Mr. Milton, we have driven away the enemy. If there is a bottle of strong brandy at this time, I will definitely use it to pay tribute to our excellent cooperation."
"Thank you, Mr. Marin. We are all lucky enough to appreciate your fighting performance. You are different from those knights who only know how to write and write. You are a real warrior."
"I would go through fire and water for James II. He was my employer. His father brought mining to Annesburg. I will defend him to the end."
"Sir Marlin, I believe you are capable. You are good at using a repeating rifle." John said.
When Sir Marlin heard someone praising his gun skills, he proudly raised his Winchester repeating rifle: "If there is gun oil, I can end the battle faster." Gun oil is to maintain the gun. A necessity to make using the gun smoother.
John saw that the gun was not a bolt-action rifle. It was an ordinary rifle that fired a round by pressing the hammer. The special thing was that it did not require the thumb to press the hammer, but the trigger was integrated after firing. The ring and the three-finger grip ring are rotated downward to complete loading. This design makes this continuous fire rifle far surpass that of a single-shot rifle in terms of firepower sustainability, and it became the protagonist in this battle.
"Mr. Coster, this roller locking rifle in your hand is the king."
John smiled and said: "The reloading of my gun is no better than yours. It is only for hunting at best."
Sir Marin shook his head and said: "That's wrong. Only the extremely complicated reloading process can screen out outstanding gunners. I can see that you are not using this gun to kill your prey in one shot, but to show off your speed. According to Only sharpshooters I know do that, so are you a sharpshooter? John Milton."
John smiled awkwardly: "It's hard to say, sir."
"Hahaha, no matter what, those workers are in bad luck. They encountered a fast shooter and a fast gun." Mr. Fowler smoothed things over for John.
While the three of them were talking, Solm came over with a panicked expression.
"Gentlemen, sorry, the guards just counted the list of workers, and surprisingly, there is no one missing!"
John thought for a while and said: "That means it's not the workers who are fighting us!"
John looked at Sir Marin, who smiled and said nothing as if he knew in advance.
"Do you know what's going on? Mr. Marin." John asked.
"Hmm, in Annesburg, who would fight for the workers? Of course not themselves, so what other choice is there?" Sir Marin looked mysterious.
"I think it's the people who have issues with the James family," Mr Fowler said.
"As a member of the James family, I dare say that the family has many enemies, but absolutely no one dares to have a direct conflict with the family." Sir Marin touched the emblem of the James family on the cane - a silver lion head the size of a fist. , "The answer may be hidden in the mine, that golden and eye-catching lump of gold."
"Gold!" John and Mr. Fowler shouted at the same time.
"Although many people come here "admiringly" it is embedded in the rock wall of the new cave, but no one can lift it."
"Then have you considered taking it away."
"This is a dangerous idea. After the gold rush, any gold accidentally discovered belongs to the United States, but we have obtained the right to protect it." Sir Marin said. "Those workers went on strike because, on the one hand, we really couldn't get more wages, and on the other hand... they wanted James Mining to change careers. They believed that there was a huge gold field underneath Annesburg."
Sir Marin spread his hands and made a helpless gesture and said: "As you can see, we can't use the James family's last foundation to test whether this is a lie."
"Getting back to the subject, gentlemen, you can guess who planned this... robbery, I guess it's safe to say," Ser Marin said.
"I don't know." John and Fowler replied, someone who could do such a thing in front of the James family must be extraordinary.
"Me too, but we can find out what's going on behind the scenes, can't we? The worst thing is to ask those Pinkerton detectives to help. They are in Saint Denis now. I plan to send a telegram at night to let them leave immediately." Marin Jazz said.
Detective Pinkerton! John's heart ached. Fortunately, he had managed his expression. Otherwise, Sir Marlin would have noticed the clues and caused a lot of unnecessary trouble. John looked up at Mr. Fowler. He still Still "calm", his thick beard played a role in this.
"It's a good decision to find Detective Pinkerton! Even if the federal government provides legal aid, Detective Pinkerton is still an efficient helper." Mr. Fowler replied calmly.
"To sum up, my friends, maybe you are not invited to Annesburg to suppress the strike, but to... Anyway, it falls within your scope of functions, right? It can be said that you have tried your best. On behalf of James Enterprise, I once again thank you."
