Chapter 1255

"Quiet, baby, quiet!" The cowboy stroked the mount's mane. I don't know why, but when this rickety, dilapidated bus stopped in front of him, the horse under him became a bit restless.

While soothing the mount, he shook the reins and came to the side of the car, looking into it through the car window.

The car window glass was gray and dusty, and he couldn't see the appearance inside clearly, but he could see that there were quite a few people inside.

His gaze soon fell on the driver's face. "Where are you going?"

In the countryside, there are actually quite a few such cars. After all, not every household has a car in this period, and horses need to pay taxes to enter the city.

Yes, horse-drawn carriages, horses, in short, things with livestock entering the city have to pay taxes. This is a regulation promulgated by the Federation more than twenty years ago, and it is also known as the "Horse Manure Tax."

The general meaning is that a large amount of livestock entering the city will pull poop everywhere.

These feces will be crushed by passing cars and then brought to many places, causing a huge impact on the city landscape and emitting odors, and it will be very troublesome to clean up.

So every animal is taxed when entering the city. A horse is fifty cents, and the price is not cheap at all, so many farmers and cowboys are more willing to buy tickets to take the bus to the city instead of riding horses.

This kind of bus that travels in the countryside is equivalent to the existence of a ferry boat, coming to various regions on time to pick up people and send people.

But today, this cowboy felt that this car was a bit strange, because this is not the place where they often appear.

The driver looked at the cowboy outside the car window and squeezed out some smiles. "Sir, we are going to...", he said the name of a general place. That place is in the southwest direction of Lawrence Farm, and it can indeed pass from here.

The cowboy glanced at the carriage again. It was too quiet inside, just like everyone closed their mouths, waiting for him and the driver to talk.

This is different from the bus cars he had contacted in the past. Those farmers and farm women would urge to go fast, or they would chat themselves, and there was a very special... smell!

Yes, smell.

Now it is summer. These farmers and farm women cannot take a bath every day. Those things about taking a bath every day can only appear in literary works and movies.

In the real Federation countryside, the mud on the body can even be said to be the first layer of outer shell of people's body defense system from some aspects!

If it weren't for being so smelly that they couldn't accept it themselves, many of them might not change clothes for ten days or half a month.

In summer, this smell is simply unbearable!

But there is no such smell in the car, and he felt something wrong.

"You don't usually walk from here," he said while making a gesture to his companion. Several other cowboys shook the reins and went around to the back of the bus.

The driver tried his best to make himself look harmless. "We are in a hurry to catch the road this time, and it will be closer to walk from here."

The cowboy stared at him for several seconds. "Open the car door, I want to go up and see."

The driver subconsciously looked at the "officer" sitting in the back through the rearview mirror. The latter nodded slightly, and he immediately said, "No problem." Then he pulled a switch beside his hand, and with a "chi" sound, the bus door opened.

The cowboy went around to the other side. He turned off the horse, carrying weapons, and his right hand pressed on the gun handle of the revolver in the holster at his waist, and then boarded this bus.

Inside were all people sitting, young people. Their mental outlook didn't look like the farmers and farm women nearby at all. The cowboy looked around them, then kicked a suitcase at his feet, and the suitcase shook.

He turned and looked at the driver again, saying expressionlessly, "Sorry to delay your time."

"You'd better change another road next time."

He said he was going to get off the car. The driver and the people in the car breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, their officer suddenly pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger at the back of the cowboy's head!

The moment the gunshot rang out, everyone was stunned. "Kill the cowboy outside, we are exposed!"

He had no time to explain anything. The students in the car had quick reaction power. They immediately pulled out their pistols and wanted to shoot at the cowboy outside the car, while others were blank.

The cowboys outside the car were all shrunk by this sudden gunshot, and then some of them saw their companions falling from the car door, and also saw people standing up in the car, immediately pulling out their guns to fight back.

"Fire, fire, they are enemies!"

The gunshot broke out in an instant, but it also ended in a very short time.

About thirty or forty seconds, after all, there were too many people in the car, but there were only a few cowboys.

The officer of this car got off the car, walked to the cowboy who was not completely dead, and completed the supplementary shooting. "Drag them to the side of the road."

He glanced at the horse that had run far away and shook his head.

Soon the students dragged the corpses to the ridge under the side of the road, and some people used branches to sweep up the floating soil on the ground to cover the bloodstains.

After processing the scene, everyone returned to the car, and the officer asked the driver to continue driving.

The atmosphere in the car was very dull.

Those young people from retired soldiers in the army looked very indifferent. They had seen more tragic battle scenes on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, things like humanity had long become a burden. Those soldiers who still had humanity basically couldn't survive on the battlefield—when you see a little girl holding a jar walking towards you, either you shoot and kill her, or it is very likely that you are blown up by the things in her jar.

War, especially war that has been fought on other people's territory and aimed at destroying other people's homes and everything, when it breaks out, humanity can only be a burden.

Those who felt uncomfortable were from other law enforcement departments. They rarely did this. They shot and killed these people without any evidence or threat, so for a while, they were a bit difficult to accept, which made the atmosphere in the car very oppressive.

The officer knew he needed to say something, at this time, otherwise people's hearts would very likely be shaken.

"The courses we took, the courses in the training camp are many, but these courses are rigid and dogmatic."

"Just like the methods taught to children in school to distinguish between good people and bad people, bad people are always a treacherous look, and good people are always kind-looking."

"But in real life, maybe bad people are the most kind-looking ones, and good people don't look like good people at all!"

"The cowboy who got on the car just now only looked at it after getting on the car, and he wanted to get off the car. Did you think he really didn't find the problem?"

The officer's question was a bit sharp. "None of you realized that we were exposed. This is the countryside. The people coming and going here are farmers. Our clothes are too clean, and there is luggage here..."

He rubbed his temples. "Of course, this is also my fault. I also have responsibility. I should have sorted out these things first. I ignored that we might meet their people and would stop us."

"Have you seen farmers traveling with this kind of travel bag?" He walked to the travel bag that the cowboy kicked twice and asked.

That was a travel bag that didn't look cheap, at least one or two dollars.

Farmers couldn't, and couldn't afford these travel bags, so this is the biggest flaw.

Everyone showed different expressions, some were suddenly enlightened, and some were with some thoughtful expressions.

"Don't underestimate these cowboys. They must have their contact methods. Let him leave. Maybe what we have to face next is the attack of more cowboys."

"This will bring us huge threats. Our lives and safety cannot be guaranteed, and it will also make our mission fail."

"Gentlemen, since you joined the Federal National Security Agency, your work, or your goal, has only one."

"Defend the safety of the Federation, defend the safety of this society, and defend the authority of the law!"

"Those cowboys are just accomplices of the Lanse family. They obtained benefits from criminal business, and they are also members of the crime, so you don't need to have any psychological burden."

"Before coming, I told you that this mission is very dangerous. This is not an exercise in the training camp."

"You made a wrong multiple-choice question, and the result is just that your score is not so good."

"This is a real mission. You made a wrong multiple-choice question, and the price may be what you can't bear. It is your life, your brother's life, the failure of the mission, and more people will continue to be hurt!"

His tone was a bit severe, making some people who just doubted his practice and motivation lower their heads. "I brought you out, and I also hope to be able to bring you and the glory back."