Such a fierce character, he used to be with William Cotterill, but now, this tree-cutting gang has been divided into many bandit gangs. In addition to fighting soldiers from the Northern Federation, these guys went to rob some rich local people for no reason.

There is no way, where do you think their military pay can come from?

And don't forget that they are against the Northern Federation, that is, the banner they have raised is against the invaders. If I counter-aggression, then I can rob in this name. We are right...

Logically interesting, but such logic is actually common.

But, after all, they were going to fight against the Yankees, and those guys were not cowards. Moreover, because their actions were too excessive, they aroused public anger, and many people organized to form militias. Therefore, life in William Anderson's team was not easy.

And on this day, someone came to his team.

"Boss! It's this kid, he's carrying the tree-cutting gang's logo!" A dirty guy in jeans reported to William Anderson.

"Hmm?" Anderson raised his already very fierce face. There was no way. He killed too many people and abused the corpse. Otherwise, where did those skulls come from? The face was born from the heart. He was no longer what he used to be.

"Cook that bastard and eat!"

This was William Anderson's order, and his subordinates felt a chill. Is this really going to eat people?

"Boss!" The cowboy I had before didn't want to eat anyone, "That guy is Frank James, I've known him before, this one is hard to eat."

"Hahaha..." William Anderson burst into laughter, revealing his stern teeth, "Okay, bring that James to me!"

Frank James, who used to be the most trusted subordinate of the leader of the Tree Cutting Gang, Cotterill's army was actually a soldier in Kansas. In the early years, they were the main members of the "bloody Kansas". Of course, at that time, they followed John Brown.

Well, John Brown, the anti-slavery hero, probably never thought that his original subordinates would later join the South to deal with the soldiers of the Federation.

As the old man in the Tree Cutting Gang, Frank naturally had a very familiar head, and he also had his purpose in finding William Anderson.

"Mr. Anderson, I can do it if you want to eat it, but my body is old and I haven't taken a shower for a long time. It's sour and I'm afraid it's not delicious."

As soon as Frank James and William Anderson met, there was a smell of gunpowder in them.

"I said Mr. James, what are you doing? Could it be that guy Cottill was killed by Jim Ryan?" Jim Ryan mentioned by Anderson is the leader of the Blue Eagles.

The Blue Eagles actually started from Kansas, which means that we were really comrades in the same team before, but now, if we meet, we will definitely shoot first.

"Of course not yet." Frank James took off his cowboy hat and patted it. It was full of dirt. Obviously, the journey was very hard, "but it's too soon, so I'm here to find you."

"Haha..." William Anderson understood that this Frank must have been at his wits of a desperate situation and came to join him, but, "Where is your brother?"

"Hey~ He's lucky, he's gone to see God." Frank James had a younger brother named Quincy, and when he was saying this, he put on his hat.

"Haha... I think he's going to hell!" William Anderson's speech was really hurt.

"Whatever." Frank James didn't care, that's right, he was here to join him.

But is it that easy to join us? We have to have a letter of vote for a copycat in China?

"You're here? I don't have anything to eat here!" Sure enough, William Anderson rolled his eyes to Frank.

"Mr. Anderson, you are lucky. On my way, I saw a team, which seemed to be the grain team of the American Emperor team who had recently entered Texas. If we..." It turned out that Frank James came prepared.

"Why should I believe you?" William Anderson was very alert.

"Ha!" Frank James smiled, "I'm not God, I can't create that convoy. You just need to go with me and you will know at a glance that if you don't go, then I'll go find someone else."

That's right. As long as you see that convoy, won't it be done? With William Anderson's robbery experience, just look at it and you can naturally determine whether it can be robbed.

In other words, the key to this looting is how to find such a convoy on the vast land of Texas, and now Frank James provides this information.

"Are you so sure?"

"Mr. Anderson, I can swear by my brother's life!"

That's all, what else can William Anderson hesitate? Besides, when the situation is not good, everyone will run away!

Texas is also easy to run, with a vast area, and you can gallop with horses...

Not long after, the bloody Bill found a group of people, and under the guidance of Frank James, he came to a small hillside. There were about half a mile below the hillside, and there were many big cars and many people. From the ruts, it was obvious that there was something in it.

And now, those guys, that is, the people from the American Empire, seem to be resting, sitting in groups of three or three, and preparing to light the fire and cook.

What a great opportunity!

"Brothers!" What else did William Anderson consider?

"Woola!"

"Ha ha!"

Without orders, the bandits rushed up directly. They had more than 70 people, or more than 70 horses. When they rushed down the hillside, it was really spectacular, and a lot of smoke and dust were brought up.

"..." Frank James rushed over at the beginning, but he didn't go far. He seemed to have one of them not done well and fell from the horse. But in fact, the horse was still very slow at that time...

The bloody Bill didn't care about that idiot at all, but suddenly he heard a strange sound.

Buzz buzz... Then!

Twist! Twist!

If you have seen the American Emperor team, you will definitely be able to hear it. This is the sound of the Gatling machine gun... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!