Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Everyone who noticed the change in the direction of the train station began to look for cover like crazy. Even Dutch, who liked to charge into battle, had already hid behind the cover.

There was an earth-shattering sound on the armored train.

A black spherical projectile fell from the sky and landed squarely on the tall barn at Valentine Ranch.

There was a loud bang, and half the house was turned into a pile of rubble.

In the town of Valentine, a short, lean middle-aged man let out a painful and weird cry that was like tearing apart, jumped out of the bunker like crazy, and rushed towards the pasture desperately.

"Hey! Come back quickly! Are you crazy?" Lenny, who was hiding behind a bunker not far from the man, shouted, but it was in vain.

The middle-aged man had not run a few steps when a sniper on the armored train noticed his movement and immediately raised his gun and shot.

A terrible wound immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's chest. He shook his body, no longer had the strength to run, and collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, another cannon exploded.

The Valentine Hotel immediately transformed from a two-story building into a bungalow. This time, no one dared to run out, because the middle-aged man from before was a warning to others.

"Bah! Bah!" Lenny, whose face was covered with sawdust, dust, gunpowder residue, etc., spat a few times before he managed to clean his mouth. He asked the people around him doubtfully: "That one just now

Why is the old guy so crazy?"

"You mean him?" the ordinary townspeople holding guns beside him said as they shook off all the debris on their bodies. "He is the owner of that ranch. He spent all his life's efforts on those houses.

and livestock, so I’m not surprised he had such a reaction.”

At this time, on the armored train.

"What are you doing? Keep bombing and burn this damn town to the ground!" urged the leading member of the O'Drisco gang.

"This old antique can only fire two rounds at a time, otherwise the barrel will overheat," the gunner said with a grimace on his face as he hurriedly poured the cold water he had prepared on the barrel to cool down the gun.

"Oh, I knew it would be unreliable for the boss to come up with this old thing," the leading O'Drisco member sighed, then took off the sniper rifle from his back and began to instruct other O'Driscos on the train.

Members of the Section Gang said, "Machine gunner, you two stand by and protect Old Antique and the gunner. If you see anyone rushing in this direction, shoot them. Others, follow me!"

More than a dozen Austrian gang members immediately jumped off the train, each looked for a suitable shooting point, and began to shoot everyone in the town indiscriminately.

In Valentine Town, seeing the sound of the artillery fire gradually extinguishing, everyone thought it was over. Therefore, the battle interrupted by the artillery fire continued. The two parties who had just escaped from the artillery fire behind a bunker immediately used their most primitive methods to

They struggled together in various ways, and these people were no different from living targets in the eyes of the snipers who were already in position.

The sound of gunfire sounded almost like a hallucination because it was so far away, but the people who fell because of the gunfire were real.

At first, only the ordinary residents of Valentine and the police fell. This made the cultists think that the artillery fire just now was not intended to target them. Later, the cultists wearing white and yellow robes were also sniped one after another.

The hands penetrated the head, chest and abdomen, and they realized that those they thought were the so-called supports were actually the murderers who wanted to destroy them.

But they had no choice. Their leaders were also in a bitter fight at this time and had no time to issue new instructions. Therefore, they could only continue to fight and continue to fight, even though the current situation has changed greatly.

"Colm has such a big appetite. Not only does he want to kill Brandi and eat this town, he also wants to round up everyone here." Dutch raised the revolver in his hand and fired two shots at the snipers.

gun, but since the snipers were outside the range of the revolver, it was in vain.

"Arthur!" Dutch suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?!" Arthur turned his head, dodged a bullet, and with his right hand holding the revolver, he knocked unconscious a cultist who was charging at him with a machete. He quickly dodged and hid in Da

Qi asked after hiding in the bunker.

"Have you noticed?" Dutch was just about to show his head, but was forced back into the bunker by the bullets that followed. He said, "The artillery they brought over seems to be an old antique that has to stop for a long time after firing two rounds. However,

If we wait until preparations are made over there, this town may not be able to be saved."

"So," Arthur asked, "what are your plans?"

"Now, I want you to get rid of that train no matter what you do, do you understand?" Dutch shouted.

"What? Is this your plan?" Arthur shouted in half surprise and half annoyance, "Now, there are nearly twenty snipers aiming at all of our heads, and two machine guns are always ready.

Fa, now you ask me to pick up that train by myself?!"

"Okay, okay," Dutch was a little anxious at this time, "I admit, I really don't have any good way to deal with the current situation, but now that Hosea is not here, I can only rely on you. You are our

The person who is the most capable and wise in fighting, I believe you can do it."

Every time Dutch chose to trust Arthur unconditionally, Arthur knew that no matter whether it was a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, he had to brave it.

"Okay, okay," Arthur gritted his teeth and left the bunker, saying, "Damn it, God bless me to come back alive."

At this moment, artillery fire rang out again, and a huge hole was blown out of the stable's roof.

Arthur turned his head, glanced, and cursed: "Damn it, I should have tied up Dutch and Brandy and left this hellish place right then."

He did not hesitate and ran towards the gun shop in the town. This gun shop has now become a temporary arms warehouse. In addition to stocking various types of firearms, there are also many unused explosives and incendiary bottles.

Fortunately, either the members of the O'Drisco gang who came here are not familiar with the layout of this town, or the gun they brought did not have enough range, and the gun shop has not been bombed so far. Otherwise, as long as they come here, half

The whole town would be wiped out.

Arthur randomly stuffed some explosives into his body, turned around and was about to leave, but saw a man in white robes shouting and rushing towards him with a machete. Arthur was unable to react in time and was thrown to the ground.

This man in white robe was clearly furious and struck with great force, but fortunately in this case, his movements were easier to capture.

Arthur tilted his head and easily dodged the opponent's knife. While the opponent was struggling to draw the knife, he raised his hand and gave the opponent two heavy punches. The man in white robe was in pain and clung to Arthur.

The hands holding the clothes loosened.

Just as Arthur was about to make the next move, the man in white robe who was still pressing on him suddenly stiffened, and with a plop, he was lying on top of Arthur. Arthur, who had just straightened up a little, was pressed to the ground again.

Arthur spent a lot of effort to turn the guy who was somehow dead to one side, and then he discovered that there was an extra hand ax on the back of the man's head.

Arthur stood up and saw Brandy fighting hand to hand with another man in white robes. His face was covered in black and gray, but only a pair of bright green eyes were still bright. Although the suit on his body was in tatters and his hat had flown to nowhere.

However, his dodge and attack movements are still agile and quick.

"Need help, kid?" Arthur asked.

"No need," Brandi sided to avoid the enemy's axe, and hit the opponent's face with an uppercut with his right hand, causing the opponent to take two steps back. He said, "On the other hand, you are not injured, right?"

"Okay," Arthur stood up, sorted out the explosives on his body, and said, "solve it quickly. You just happened to be here. I need your help."

"Looks like he's very anxious," Brandi smiled slightly. The enemy in front of him had just adjusted his posture and was about to pounce. He suddenly pulled out the revolver from his waist and shot through the man who charged with an ax like a primitive man.

He turned the gun around the man in white robe, holstered it, and said, "Okay, what do you need me to do?"

Arthur looked at Brandy suspiciously and said, "You seem to be enjoying it."

"It's exciting, isn't it?" Brandi was indeed very excited at this time. He had only experienced such a big scene in the game, but now that he had experienced it in person, he only felt very excited.

Ever since he said goodbye to his steam, it was hard for him to have similar feelings again. He didn't know if this meant that his character had attributes similar to those of a war madman. Of course, he had no time to think about this now.

"The excitement that this kid shows occasionally is really scary," Arthur couldn't help but think, "but after all, it seems that he is really needed now."

"Hey! Hey!" Brandi shouted while dodging bullets, "Don't you need my help? Say it quickly! Don't you feel that the sniper's bullets are grazing our scalps?

"

Arthur then came back to his senses and said quickly: "If the artillery over there fires two more times, especially if it hits this side, half of the town will be destroyed. I am going to blow up the train now. You can find it."

Good position to cover me."

"What?" Although Brandi was excited now, he had not lost his mind yet. He said in surprise, "Do you think this is making a movie? Are you Return of the King?"

"What are you talking about in your sleep? What movie? Return of the King?" Arthur looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not important," Brandi said in such a hurry that he even cursed. "Do you know that there are more than a dozen snipers outside now firing cold shots, and there are two machine guns that haven't moved yet. Don't you think that's the case?

The two big guys are there for us to watch, right?"

"So what?" Arthur tried his best to look confident and said, "Now we have no other way. Believe me, we can do it."

"You can do that!" When Brandy was yelling angrily, a cannonball hit a house in front of the gun shop, scaring him and Arthur into a cold sweat. The two of them quickly moved away and hid.

After arriving behind the Sheriff's Office, Brandy continued, "Do you think you have nine lives like a cat, or do you think I can fight against a dozen snipers by myself? Although those guys are not as accurate as Lenny, but

Snipers are snipers, and the sniper rifles in their hands are not decorations."

"I believe you." Although Arthur himself felt powerless to say this, he still said it.

"I don't believe in myself," Brandi shouted, "not to mention whether I can protect you, if something goes wrong, I can't protect myself. Who the hell thought of this plan? Did you deliberately let us die?

?”

Arthur was silent. From the time he followed Dutch to today, he had almost never questioned Dutch's plan. Even if he did, he would carry it out without hesitation. But today, he may not be able to experience this in his life.

Several battles made him think for the first time, was Dutch's plan really correct? Is it really okay for him to blindly follow Dutch like this?

Just when the plan was at an impasse, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in their ears: "I think you must need other help."

Brandy was startled and turned around to see the cult leader who had made himself a turtle shell. He subconsciously took off the double-barreled shotgun from his shoulder.

Allen immediately raised his hand to stop him and said, "Don't get excited, bounty hunter, I'm here to help you."

"Why?" Brandy asked warily.

"Because helping you is helping ourselves," Allen said. "The situation is now very clear, and we should stand on a united front."

"But, sir," Arthur interjected, "how do you expect us to believe you? You see, your men are still fighting us to the death."

"I will stop them," Allen's eyes were as deep as water. "The question now is, what do you need us to do?"
To be continued...