Wilderness Redemption Tour

"Leave it to me." Arthur responded and quickly threw himself into the new job.

Lin Yan had already put on his automatic tracking pistol when he saw the Pinkerton detective. This thing was perfect for a battle like this where there were many bunkers and neither side would gain an advantage for a while. One shot per second, it was simply a weapon for scoring points.

However, in such a relatively wide battlefield, its disadvantage is also quite obvious, that is, the tracking range.

Under Milton's command, the Pinkerton detective who was ready to attack right away had to give up the attack twice because of the bullets at tricky angles. Milton even suspected that Dutch's helpers were hiding nearby.

As the death toll rose, Milton gradually figured out the pattern of these sudden flying bullets. As long as they were far enough away from Van der Linde, they would be safe.

Lin Yan didn't know that his actions had successfully disrupted the rhythm of the Pinkerton detectives' attack and slowed down their offensive pace. He was now firing blanks while watching Arthur making Molotov cocktails.

After receiving Dutch's order, Arthur first took off his coat and shirt swiftly, then he tore his shirt into long strips, then opened all the wine bottles on the ground, poured out one third of the wine from each bottle, wet all the torn strips of cloth, and finally, he stuffed the soaked strips of cloth into each bottle in a ratio of three inside and two outside.

In this way, a batch of simple Molotov cocktails were ready.

"It's done, Dutch," Arthur said, putting his coat back on.

"Very good." Dutch turned his attention back to his own people. He was a little puzzled by the sudden slowdown of the Pinkerton detective's attack, but he didn't think much about it. The most important thing now was to leave here quickly.

Dutch pointed at the explosives on the ground and said to Lin Yan: "Jamie, you will be responsible for throwing the explosives later. You don't need to throw them accurately, as long as you disrupt the opponent's formation."

"Okay." Lin Yan nodded to indicate that he understood.

Dutch then looked at Arthur and said, "Arthur, throw Molotov cocktails with me. After Jamie breaks up the enemy team, we will throw these Molotov cocktails on the path they must take to chase us."

"Got it, let's get started," Arthur urged anxiously. He had been feeling uneasy since a while ago, and the longer he delayed, the stronger this feeling became.

Lin Yan was not in a hurry at all. Although he could not see the danger warning color on his body, there was no change in Arthur and Dutch in front of him, and even Micah who had just left was the same.

However, Lin Yan still took action immediately after hearing the urging. He didn't think he was sure about accurate throwing, but he was confident in this kind of throwing that only gave him a general direction and the rest depended on his own free play. Although accuracy was not his strong point, he was not lacking in strength.

After looking at the position of the Pinkerton detective on the opposite side, Lin Yan threw the first stick of explosive with force.

"Boom!" The explosive exploded in the third second after Lin Yan threw it. Due to excessive force, the explosive went directly over the area where Pinkerton detectives gathered most densely and landed far behind the crowd.

This was a surprise move, but the casualties were minimal. Seeing this result, Lin Yan shook his head in disappointment: "Oh! It was just that close!"

Seeing Lin Yan's reaction, Da Qi smiled and encouraged him, "It doesn't matter. The result is not important. Just throw these explosives over."

After throwing it once, Lin Yan had a certain understanding of his own strength, the weight of the explosives, and the curvature of the parabola. In simple terms, he had found the feeling.

So he struck while the iron was hot and threw it again.

This time, Lin Yan aimed at the back of a coal pile about 40 meters away from him. After the explosion just now, he saw nearly half of the people ran here.

Due to the visual blind spot, the distance between the two sides was difficult to grasp, and Lin Yan failed again as expected. However, at this time, Lin Yan had calmed down and did not blame himself for his failure. If he failed once, he could try twice. There were still several sticks of explosives, and he had enough opportunities for trial and error. Even if he failed, it didn't matter. There was no hard requirement for the task assigned to him by Dutch. As long as he could force the group of Pinkerton detectives to run around, his task would be completed.

After thinking it through, Lin Yan increased the speed of throwing, and the landing point of the throwing was no longer restricted to the number of enemies in a certain place. As long as he found someone hiding behind a cover, he would "bestow" the other party with an explosion. If you can dodge it, you are lucky, but if you can't, it is your fate.

Lin Yan didn't know how many people were killed or injured after the eight sticks of explosives were thrown. Anyway, he could not see any trace of the enemy as far as he could see - they all ran behind the bunkers to hide.

While Lin Yan was throwing explosives, Arthur and Dutch were not idle either. While Lin Yan was using explosives to disrupt the opponent's formation, the two of them were also throwing homemade Molotov cocktails out purposefully.

When Lin Yan finished throwing the explosives, there was already a sea of ​​fire in front of him. This sea of ​​fire stretched straight between Lin Yan and the other two and the Pinkerton detectives. When Lin Yan and his team retreated later, this sea of ​​fire would not only block the pursuit of the Pinkerton detectives, but the burning flames would also distort their vision. This was the strategy that Dutch came up with, making it impossible for the enemy to chase and impossible to hit accurately.

After throwing the last Molotov cocktail, Dutch clapped his hands, looked at the fire burning in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. "That's enough, let's go find Micah."

After saying that, Dutch was the first to leave the bunker, and ran towards the building behind them called "Jameson Mining and Coal Company" with Arthur and Lin Yan.

When Milton saw Dutch throwing the Molotov cocktail, he thought of the way he was going to get away. When he thought that the other party was going to escape from under his nose again, he was furious and immediately sent half of his men back to the town, preparing to bypass the town and never give Van der Linde a chance to escape. When he left, he handed the command of the other half of the men to Ross, and ordered him to shoot once he saw someone coming out of the bunker. It didn't matter if he couldn't see clearly, couldn't aim accurately, or even if the other party was out of range, as long as he saw someone, he had to shoot in that direction.

So the moment Lin Yan and others rushed out of the bunker, several bullets appeared behind them and flew towards them. Although most of them were extremely off target, there were still a few that either passed by them or hit the ground they had just stepped on.

In this situation, simply moving left and right is useless. In order to avoid being hit, the three people can only run forward more desperately.