Chapter 175 The new commander dies again

Chen Jianqiu rides a black radish and gallops all the way in the wilderness.

He deliberately controlled the distance from the pursuers behind him, at a distance where they could see him but never be able to shoot him.

Then, when the group of people are a little tired, they will get closer and use "Thirteen Rings" to kill them one by one.

This intuition of distance was something he gradually realized in recent battles. In Adam's words, this is the only way to fight immediately in the West.

If it were just Vaughn's cavalry, Chen Jianqiu didn't care.

Many of them had already begun to improve their skill points over the years in digging holes, so they were badly beaten by the "remnants" of the Nahua people who were armed with bows and arrows.

What he was worried about was the wave of people he saw heading towards the camp before. If he guessed correctly, it was either Crook's investigation team or Lynch's Pinkerton detectives.

Crook's soldiers lost track of them starting from the outskirts of Lincolnshire. Even if they were rediscovered, it was not the style of their reconnaissance troops to go deep into the desert hundreds of kilometers alone.

Therefore, it can only be Detective Pinkerton.

Although they suffered a loss in Lincolnshire last time, they were not injured.

In addition, their leader Lynch, as a talented shooter, is not a fuel-efficient person.

Chen Jianqiu's caution is justified.

Because behind him, the hook-nosed Lynch had already followed with his subordinates, and they appeared behind Bruno and the others.

Since the last evacuation in Lincolnshire, a feeling of unconfidence had spread among Lynch's troops.

This team was formed by Lynch himself, and the members have deep trust in him.

They are the most elite team of Pinkerton Detective Agency in the West, and they have settled many things for their boss.

Even if Rost and a dozen people were lost due to special reasons in the cave near Montrose, it was still attributed to Rost's recklessness and disobedience to orders.

No one has ever questioned Lynch's ability and judgment.

But this time, the results made the elites of these detective agencies too frustrated.

Lynch discovered this. His will was as hard as steel. He never lost confidence in the treasure.

He has been planning this for a long time, and he believes that all this is just a minor setback.

Lynch decided to let his subordinates regain their confidence.

As a result, the gangsters around Lincoln County who usually acted recklessly were unlucky. Lynch led the detectives to track Chen Jianqiu while venting his anger on them.

Pilot, who was still lying in bed, never expected that Lynch would solve most of the problems he had not solved for him.

But this also delayed some of their time.

After they entered the Chihuahuan Desert, they rushed all the way, following Chen Jianqiu's footsteps and chasing them over.

"Sir, a group of people appeared behind us!" The soldier behind Bruno reported to him.

Bruno was very irritable at this time. This was his first time leading the soldiers into battle as a commander.

The man in front of me was moving faster and slower, and I seemed to be able to keep up with his speed, but every time I raised my gun to shoot, the bullets seemed to fly to nowhere and could not be hit at all.

"What do they care about?" Bruno was very angry at his subordinates' inattention. "Focus on the goal in front of you!"

"Yes, but they have already caught up," the soldier said.

Bruno turned around and saw that a group of "respectable people" on horseback appeared on the flanks of their team, and the leader was already running alongside him not far from him.

"We are private detectives from the Pinkerton Detective Agency. We hope you will inform us of our identities. If you are a local militia, we hope you can obey the command and cooperate with our actions." The adjutant behind Lynch shouted to Bruno.

I follow your orders? Who do you think you are?

Bruno, who had just become the region's top security chief for about ten minutes, was furious.

This is so disrespectful. Are bean bags not solid food? Is the newly appointed chief no longer a chief?

"Can you please get away? Don't interfere with our pursuit of fugitives!"

Bruno yelled in Lynch's direction, he didn't really care whether he had to cooperate with these people.

If a dozen people are chasing one person, what kind of cooperation is there?

But he was suddenly caught off guard by the sound of a gunshot.

Bruno fell off his horse, and the soldiers and horses behind him couldn't dodge and stepped on him.

He soon turned into a corpse,

Lynch put the gun back into the holster on his waist and returned his gaze to Chen Jianqiu in front. He had already noticed that these people had no serial numbers, so he didn't waste any time and shot Bruno to death.

"Anyone who is willing to follow us will be a member of the Pinkerton Detective Agency from today on." He did not look back, his voice was clear and loud.

He didn't say what would happen if he didn't want to follow him, but the soldiers looked at the well-equipped detectives beside them, and of course they knew what the result would be.

Anyway, the last designated leader is dead, so there is no one else to follow.

Chen Jianqiu, who was in the front, suddenly realized that the pursuers behind him had changed. The two groups merged into one, and the one at the front of the group was none other than Lin Qi.

Chen Jianqiu took out his Winchester repeating rifle, turned around and shot three times in the back.

Lynch was staring at him intently.

He knew that the person in front of him had the same talent as himself as a shooter. He didn't know what the opponent's shooter status was like, but judging from the previous battle in Lincoln County, it was even better than his own.

To deal with him, you must stay focused at all times.

So, after seeing Chen Jianqiu's movements, he immediately dodged.

The bullet missed him, but the other two shots hit the two detectives beside him.

One of them was hit in the head and died on the spot; the other, like Lynch, made a dodge in advance, but was still hit on the shoulder, so he had to separate from the cavalry and retreat to the back of the team.

Lin Qi raised the spring field in his hand. This time he did not lock it for too long because he knew that if it took too long, Chen Jianqiu's bullet would fly over immediately.

Chen Jianqiu saw Lin Qi's movements and quickly made dodge movements.

But the moment the gun went off, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

That feeling of dying appeared again.

In shooter mode, he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet.

He obviously made a dodge move, but the bullet came directly in the direction of his dodge.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly remembered that in the duel in Lincoln County, the bullets fired by this guy were all predicted. They were stuck by his aim and no one could escape.

If you dodge now, it may be too late.

Suddenly, he felt his body move, and the bullet flew past his clothes.

It was Black Carrot. This black horse also sensed the danger and cut off the line while running at high speed, allowing his master to escape the disaster.

"Good carrot!" Chen Jianqiu shouted, then turned around and fired two more shots.

Lin Qi had to hide awkwardly from this shot because Chen Jianqiu's speed was getting faster and faster, and a soldier behind him was directly hit and fell off his horse.

Pinkerton's detectives all fired in the direction of Chen Jianqiu, and dense bullets chased him.

Black Radish kept dodging left and right, but the bullets became more and more dense, and there were many dangers.

"Carrot, let's go!" Chen Jianqiu no longer wanted to fight, he pinched the belly of the black radish.

The black horse's pace quickened, like lightning, and it abruptly began to distance itself from the pursuers behind it.

If he followed this speed, Chen Jianqiu would be able to throw away his pursuers very quickly.

However, when Chen Jianqiu turned his head and looked forward, he noticed something strange on the horizon.

Directly in front of him, in the direction of the town of Roswell, the dark clouds in the sky had formed a thick sheet and hung low, as if they were within reach. They rolled together and formed an extremely weird shape.

And from this low-hanging black cloud, a tube-like thing was gradually extending out, getting thicker and thicker, until it gradually turned into a funnel shape and connected to the ground.

A tornado is forming.

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