Although Deng Yan was wearing an Indian bearskin coat and feathers on his head, Bernat had seen Deng Yan several times in Sacramento and recognized the lieutenant colonel of the California Infantry Regiment.

Deng Yan signaled his men to collect the weapons of these white people and tie them up tightly to prevent them from escaping. If any of them escaped, military law would be enforced.

After explaining this, Deng Yan turned to look at Bernat.

"Bernet, I heard you scalped my nephew."

Deng Yan looked at the unkind-looking white man in front of him with a smile and said.

Bernat recognized Deng Yan, and Deng Yan also recognized Bernat.

At first, Burnett wanted to develop California into a Democratic vote base to enhance his influence within the Democratic Party.

Only after realizing that California was dominated by the Civic Party and that the Democratic Party had not developed California into a vote base for itself did Burnett return to the Oregon region.

Deng Yan also met Bernat several times when he gave lectures in Sacramento and San Francisco.

The Chinese control the economic lifeline of California and control the only regular army in California. It would be crazy if Burnett's white supremacist views can have a market in California.

Even if a small number of white people agree with Burnett's views, no one in California, where Liang Yao is in power, dares to publicly stand up for Burnett.

Burnett's failure in California was inevitable.

"That's just a joke." Bernat said with a shy smile. At this time, he didn't care about dignity or dignity. He just wanted to survive.

"Is Colonel Liang here too? I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. If Colonel Liang is here, I would like to personally apologize to Colonel Liang and eliminate the misunderstanding between us."

"You will see Colonel Liang." Deng Yan looked at Bernat with great disgust, pointed at Bernat and said to Wang Shu.

"This guy is the bandit leader. Tie me up tighter. The colonel has an order. This guy will live and die and see his corpse."

"Okay!"

Wang Shu got the order and tied Bernard tightly, like a rice dumpling.

"Hey, hey, it's too tight. Please loosen the rope a little. It's so tight that I can't move my limbs!"

While Bernat struggled, he begged Deng Yan to give him some rope.

"The tiger must be tied tightly, otherwise the tiger will bite." Deng Yan was very satisfied when he saw Bernat being tightly tied up by Wang Shu.

"I'm not a tiger," Burnett argued.

"It's true. You're worse than a beast, so you need to be tied up tighter," Deng Yan said.

"Okay."

Wang Shu tightened the rope tied to Bernat's body again.

"Little chief, what are you going to do with these weapons?" A leader of the Indian tribe asked Deng Yan what they were going to do with these captured weapons.

The California Infantry Regiment, all of which were equipped with Dresser striker guns, certainly looked down upon the scraps and scraps equipped by Burnett and others.

These outdated weapons and equipment were just a pile of junk in the eyes of Deng Yan and others, but they were great treasures in the eyes of these Indians.

They are very eager to obtain a batch of muskets to protect their tribesmen.

"The leaders of the various tribes participating in the war should discuss and divide these equipment among themselves." Deng Yan glanced at the captured equipment and said.

Most of the equipment seized were old muzzle-loading muskets of various models, including those made in the United States, Britain, and France.

Deng Yan was not interested in this equipment. Before setting off, Liang Yao also told him that if the captured weapons were old and outdated, they would be distributed directly to the Indians. The California Infantry Regiment did not need these weapons.

After using the Dresser striker gun, Deng Yan couldn't even look down on the rifled version of the Springfield M1842, which was regarded as a treasure by other American Army infantry regiments, let alone these rubbish.

Among the many individual small arms, the Walter 1852 rifle, which has just been put into production at the Sacramento Arsenal, is worth looking forward to.

"Thank you little chief!"

The Indian leader thanked Deng Yan, and then happily divided the captured muskets with his companions.

I have some personal matters today, so I will update 4k first. Sorry, I will update more tomorrow!
Chapter completed!