America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 170 Five years! Do you know how we spent these five years?

The American West in 1881 was a place full of loneliness and danger.

Although the wave of industrialization has swept across this continent, there are still only some large cities and towns connected by railways. Beyond the towns, there is boundless wilderness.

No WiFi, no internet, and no digital TV.

Ranchers stay in their pastures, carrying feed and horse manure, and looking at each other with disgust at their cattle and sheep.

The nearest police station may be in a town more than ten kilometers away. Moreover, in a shabby police station, there is often only an old and toothless police officer with one or two sleepy assistants.

Gangsters, wild beasts, Indians.

The only thing that can protect yourself is often the gun in your hand.

People are lonely and wary.

Therefore, when two teams of strangers meet in the vast desert, they will definitely greet each other with "warmth and hospitality".

For example, pointing guns at each other.

Chen Jianqiu is facing such a problem now.

The oncoming group of men and horses stopped about ten meters in front of them, raised their guns and pointed them at them.

These people all wore uniforms.

However, the military uniforms looked very shabby, and each of their faces were wrinkled and scorched by the desert sand and scorching sun.

Chen Jianqiu guessed that this group of people must be from the mysterious army stationed in Roswell. They had previously existed in Geronimo's mouth and described in the letter.

This is good news, indicating that they are not far from Roswell.

This is also bad news. The army discovered them early.

But if these people don't stay at their own station and don't protect their own experts who are looking for oil around them, what are they doing here in the wilderness?

The leading officer seemed to be discussing something in a low voice with the adjutant behind him. Chen Jianqiu couldn't hear clearly, but he noticed that the officer's eyes were always staring at Holmes.

Then, he waved to the side again.

Only then did Chen Jianqiu discover that there was actually an Indian-looking person in this group.

The man moved closer to the officer.

The officer pointed at Chen Jianqiu and the others and asked the Indian something.

The Indians kept shaking their heads.

Half a minute later, the officer turned around and cleared his throat.

"Indians across the way! Listen! I don't care which faction nearby you belong to or what your purpose is! Please let Mr. Holmes go immediately! Otherwise, there is only death!"

There is silence in the wilderness.

Holmes was "kidnapped" again.

This time, it was in the mouth of the officer opposite.

Seeing this embarrassing scene, the officer slapped his thigh and suddenly seemed to understand something: "What the hell, where is the translator? Quick, help me translate!"

The Indian next to him quickly opened his mouth and started talking to Chen Jianqiu and the others.

However, everyone, including Geronimo, still looked confused.

They understood English, but no one knew what the Nahua traitor was talking about except the high priest who touched his chin.

"Damn it, I remembered, they are from different tribes and can't understand each other's language." The officer looked at the other side who was still silent and patted his thigh again.

He seemed to understand again.

The officer continued to speak to Holmes in English: "Mr. Holmes, please don't panic! We will find a way to save you!"

Holmes was speechless.

He looked at Chen Jianqiu doubtfully: "Do I look like a meat ticket?"

Chen Jianqiu looked him up and down and nodded meaningfully: "Like!"

Holmes was helpless. He turned to the officer opposite and shouted at him: "Do you know me?"

This time it was the officer's turn to look stunned.

Chen Jianqiu waved to the people behind him, signaling them to put down their guns.

He winked at Holmes.

The geologist came out, followed by Chen Jianqiu. The two of them walked in the direction of the officer, one behind the other.

The officer also signaled the people around him to put down their guns. He dismounted and faced the two men.

"Yes, Mr. Holmes, we met the last time you came here, when I was the adjutant here." The officer came to the two of them, "My name is Vaughn, you won't forget it, right?"

"

"No, you were the one who kicked me out last time." Holmes rolled her eyes at him, "Where's your commander? That stinky mustache?"

"Bitten to death by a rattlesnake."

Vaughn walked up in three steps at a time and held Holmes' hand tightly, scaring the geologist to take a step back.

"We were blind last time, please forgive me." Vaughan was very polite.

"Huh?" Holmes didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Our damn superiors thought it would be as easy to find crude oil here as it was in Pennsylvania, that the stuff would flow out like spring water, but we didn't expect to find anything."

Holmes and Chen Jianqiu looked puzzled. Can these be said casually?

"I received news not long ago that the relevant expert team will arrive in the next two days. I calculated the days and took my brothers out to greet them.

"It's not peaceful here, there may be some remaining Nahua rebels," he added.

"Well, these people are not Nahua rebels, they are my team and hired bodyguards." Holmes pointed at Chen Jianqiu behind him, "This man is a senior miner and also my assistant."

Vaughn didn't seem to hear Holmes' words. He was still expressing his feelings to himself:

"I thought the commander had forgotten us in this deserted place, but they finally sent us experts."

"I didn't expect the expert to be you. We were really abrupt last time." Vaughn apologized again.

"Five years! Do you know how we got here in the past five years?" His eyes were full of tears. The soldiers behind him looked at the worn-out uniforms on their bodies and lowered their heads.

Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it shed tears.

"Cough." Chen Jianqiu coughed lightly.

Vaughn realized his gaffe and quickly took Holmes' hand: "Let's go back to the camp."

"Um, my horse is behind." Holmes pointed in the direction behind him, but Vaughn couldn't control that much. He pulled the Indian traitor off the horse, and then helped the geologist

Got on the horse.

The Nahua Indian rolled on the ground, stumbled up, and ran dejectedly in the direction of Chen Jianqiu's team.

But when he just climbed onto Holmes' horse, he was unexpectedly kicked.

Geronimo kicked him off his horse.

A group of people looked at him coldly.

Although they are not from the same clan, no one likes traitors and traitors.

If it wasn't for the purpose of concealing his identity, these people might have killed him on the spot.

The Nahua traitor had no choice but to silently rely on his own two legs and follow the cavalry.

However, Vaughn from the front team was obviously not interested in paying attention to what was happening behind him.

He was in a good mood at this time, and he and Holmes rode together, walking at the front of the team, chatting about some local things and their grievances over the years.

Their unit was originally drawn from various units, but because it was said to be performing a secret mission, it did not have a number.

The initial order they received was to expel the local Nahua people.

Every soldier believed that fighting these barbarians was just. They were envoys to the civilized world and wanted to expel barbarism from every corner of the country.

After expelling the local Nahua people, they welcomed the first residents of Roseville and established the town.

However, the resistance of the remaining local Nahua people has never stopped. Although their number is small, they continue to harass local pastures.

It's still the shoot-and-run style.

So they had to build a military camp next to the town.

However, the final order given to them was to search for crude oil in an area north of Roseville.

They searched like this for five years, in this almost isolated place. They experienced various ways of death in the West, but in the end they couldn't find even a hair.

No help, no order to go home, just endless searching.

"Are your salaries still being paid as usual?" Holmes asked suddenly.

"Send it. If you don't send it, even if it's a hundred or two hundred kilometers away from the nearest town, all of them will have left." There was no trace of joy on Vaughn's face.

"That's okay. As far as I know, many armies don't pay enough."

"Well, sir, you won't say that when you get to Roswell." Vaughan looked ahead melancholy.

The conversation between the two paused for a while. Vaughn looked back at Geronimo and the others and thought of a question:

"By the way, Mr. Holmes, why did you hire a group of Indians to be your bodyguards? As far as I know, they are not trustworthy."

"Before I came, they told me that this is still Indian territory. In Indian territory, of course it is best to hire Indians." Holmes's answer sounded reasonable, but it didn't seem to make sense.

However, Vaughan did not continue to educate him about the differences between the Nahua people and other Indians.

Because, a huge stone building appeared in front.

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