The White Russians under Lesiko's jurisdiction were strictly equivalent to Han Huaiyi's Guards.

His deputy was called Mukhazhov.

These were the few Tatars in the White Russian ranks, the descendants of the Mongols who ruled Russia in those years.

Because of the mixed blood of the generations, Mukhazhov has both the stout of the Mongol and the carved face of the Caucasian, and on the whole this guy is a man who looks very masculine and brave.

His personality is very good, the kind that can be attacked.

In terms of personal combat effectiveness, he is actually about the same as Eva, but he is not as "two" as that guy.

But it was precisely because he was a person with four limbs who obeyed the command of the brain, so Xie Miao asked him to join Han Huaiyi's security guards, and he also served as the second one.

The armed forces on the Pinkerton side were descendants of Isseki European immigrants, mostly from the British.

These guys are also the elite of the people.

And many of them have quite a bit of academic qualifications.

This is not surprising.

The Pinkerton Armed Group is a special type of armed force that has been passed down from the Lincoln era to the present day, and many of them have been passed down from generation to generation.

They call themselves a new team of knights in the New World.

This is because foreigners also pay attention to blood inheritance.

Even in the 21st century, there are many prominent figures in the United States who are proud of their ancestors as having British aristocrats.

So, we can say so.

The White Russian Armed Forces of New Rome VS the Pinkerton Armed Forces.

It is equivalent to a collision between the rogue warriors of the pioneer and the knights of the pretend.

Funnily enough, before the home side had even started, reinforcements from both sides met in the field.

After they got off the different trains at the station at night, everyone was stunned when they met here unexpectedly.

The two hundred Pinkertons and the hundred White Russians looked at each other in the light and recognized each other's identities at a glance.

They also determine each other's goals.

But it is one thing to open Las Vegas, an extralegal place formed by the "tacit understanding" between the two sides, and quite another to see blood in an inland city like St. George.

But no smart person can mess around.

However, if everyone went to Las Vegas quietly and quietly together, it wouldn't be like it, would it?

So both sides are confused.

The confrontation of the three hundred big men and the surging strange atmosphere made the police and passengers at the station nervous.

Sheriff Thomson at the local station stood on the side and tried to say something, but the problem was that there was no verbal communication between the guys, just staring at each other.

Thomson, who has been a police officer for 30 years, was helpless when Bell, the leader of Pinkerton's team, broke the silence first.

He asked, "Are you from New Rome?" ”

The purpose of his questioning was to let everyone know their identities, so that these White Russians would not be able to act rashly now.

Because of deliberateness, Bell's tone is very arrogant, just like the red uniform he inherited from the British colonial period, which has a disgusting taste of decay.

The new Romans had good discipline and everyone was silent.

Because it can only be two people who speak, Lieutenant Colonel Mukharov, as defined within the security group.

As mentioned earlier, Mukhazhov was a man whose brain commanded his limbs, so he was very smart.

He didn't care what Bell had in mind.

From the moment he saw the two hundred Pinkertons, he thought of a simple and straightforward question.

One hundred against two hundred, it is definitely not cheap to fight with a guy.

But if you let them go, you can't do it!

So he said, "We're not from New Rome, but are you a policeman?" ”

Bell didn't expect him to deny it, and he was surprised.

At this time, Mukhazhov stepped forward and pushed Bell: "You actually have a gun!" Officers, officers, someone with a gun! ”

He's got a gun with him, okay!

Bell's face suddenly changed, and he seemed to feel that the other party was about to go to the next three times.

When Thomson had to come up, Bell directly took out his gun license, but Mukharov did not relent: "This doesn't mean anything, Mr. Officer, we are willing to be inspected with these red-clothed mushrooms, and I ask everyone to check the code and gun number on each document in detail!" ”

Known as Mushroom Cool, the group of Pinkertons blew up.

Immediately they were in an uproar, and the White Russians immediately swarmed up.

Mukhazhov, who was deliberately looking for trouble, shouted when he saw this: "You actually scolded me! If it's a man, just do it empty-handed! ”

After saying that, he threw the guy directly to the ground and pounced on Bell is a punch.

Bell knew it wasn't good, but he had to fight.

So the gang fight broke out, and Sheriff Thomson and his three poor brothers were completely powerless in the face of the big scene of the three hundred men.

He also had to worry about what they had left behind, lest they be caught by the outlaws.

Bell, who had been punched in the face, was furious, but after a few blows, he knew he had been fooled.

Although the people of this particular Pinkerton are not bad in force, their bare hands are not at all the price of the White Russians trained in Camp Gordon and Siberia.

Later generations of 200 Russians chased 2,000 English football hooligans.

Now a hundred White Russians are waiting for two hundred Pinkertons!

Since no one dares to use the guy, then look at the meat . Body! 484,484! After Mukharov roared and knocked Bell unconscious, he resisted a punch from the side, and directly sank down and picked up the guy by the waist, which was directly a Mongolian wrestling trick to smash the guy into the crowd, and then smash the three Pinkertons first.

Not only can he fight, but he is also very smart, shouting while fighting: "Whoever shoots is a grandson!" ”

"Under the law, fists speak."

Boom Boom! The group of people who understood it didn't care, and some of the Pinkertons didn't unload their weapons and catch whom.

Group fights are no joke, and sometimes it's really not enough to have a lot of people.

Because you will always have a maximum of three or four people in front of you, but the rough-skinned and thick-skinned hairs are still standing when they are hit by the opponent's fists, but the opponent is broken by their fists and feet.

So in just a few breaths, the red clothes were knocked over the front row by the black wave.

At this time, Mukharov changed to Russian: "Knock them over, for your Excellency to solve this batch of miscellaneous things. Broken. Listen to me, Ulla! ”

"Ulla!"

The Maozi immediately charged in a collective heavy shoulder, which was one of the tactics they used to play with the other brethren in the "sheep bite" game when they were bored in the Siberian wilderness.

This group of goods basically weighs 18200 and runs up, and they are all muscles.

Once they rush together, the power they drive can shake the bear.

The ranks of the Pinkertons, who were good at playing with guns, immediately collapsed, and the hairy who had penetrated into them rode and struck them, while their brethren stepped on the Pinkerton's body or their body, and pounced on the next group of targets...

Frenzy! Black frenzy!

Someone among the Pinkertons finally got anxious and pulled out their guns, but the hairs stepped forward side by side: "You dare to kill? ”

The surrounding onlookers also booed, two hundred to one hundred, but they couldn't beat and pulled out their guns, not gentlemen!

"If you dare to come over again, I'll shoot!" The man was red-eyed, but the brothers around him were sober, and they didn't want Mukhazhov to remind them, and they immediately shot the weapons in his hands.

Mukhazhov saw this good opportunity and went to Nima to continue fighting.

Twenty minutes later, Pinkerton lay on the ground with a swollen nose and a swollen face, and the Maozi put away their weapons and smashed all their weapons, and then lined up to salute the local sheriff, and then took out their gun licenses, passes, and tickets to board the bus and leave.

Who would dare stop them? Didn't kill anyone, didn't he?

As the train left the station, there was a burst of laughter, and the humiliated Pinkertonians hung their heads.

Because the new Romans really defeated them with their own fists and feet.

Han Huaiyi couldn't dream that the second commander of his own personal guard actually made this one on the way here, and abolished two hundred Pinkerton guns for him! At this time, he is helping Tesla assemble the plane!

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