Chapter 105: [The Unnamed British Empire]

This operation sounds a bit outrageous, but in fact, the Apaches really did this - they captured a group of Indian prisoners and wanted to sell them to Mexicans as slaves, but no one wanted them, so they had to kill them all on the spot.

But that happened a long time ago, and Ma Shao had only heard of it.

"Mexico has abolished slavery, and we have abolished slavery too, so the slave trade will naturally cease to exist." Ma Shao smiled, "The people who really like this dirty trade are always Americans."

Archuleta was quite pleased with the contempt for Americans and smiled: "That's right."

After a pause, he asked, "What business do you want to do?"

"We plan to sell you a batch of weapons." Ma Shao said as he brought out two Browning revolvers, which were finely crafted, engraved with patterns and decorated with gold and silver.

He handed the two weapons to Colonel Archuleta and the curly-haired young man beside him, and asked, "Who is this?"

"My name is Manuel Chavez, the chief of the Santa Fe militia." The curly-haired young man introduced himself, but his eyes were attracted by the exquisite revolver.

Ma Shao nodded and said nothing, while observing the reactions of the two military commanders.

As he expected, both of them were attracted by the Supreme Edition Browning Revolver and observed it in their hands in surprise.

Especially the young militia chief Chavez, his eyes were shining, and he looked almost like a child who got his favorite toy.

"Browning 1845?" Archuleta was obviously unfamiliar with the name. "Where did it come from?"

"From an unnamed country in Europe," said Ma Shao.

Archuleta and Chavez looked at each other, both confused.

Ma Shao continued to explain: "Perhaps you don't know yet, although this type of revolver has just become popular, its patent has long been firmly in the hands of an American named Colt. Only Colt can produce revolvers."

Archuleta nodded in understanding.

It sounds reasonable for a European company to sell revolvers through Indian intermediaries in order to circumvent patent regulations.

It couldn't be that the Indians themselves had designed this apparently advanced pistol?

As for the identity of this country that did not want to be named, the clever Archuleta thought it was too easy to guess - obviously it was the British Empire.

The United States and Mexico are now on the verge of a war. At this juncture, Britain naturally wants to cause trouble for the United States, and selling weapons to the Mexicans is a good choice.

And unlike other European countries, the UK does not have to cross the Atlantic Ocean and can produce directly in Canada or Oregon.

Archuleta found it a little funny that he didn't want to reveal his name. Haha, is there a second possibility besides Da Ying?

"This pistol looks good, much better than the pepper bottle pistol." He said, "How do you use it?"

Ma Shao took out a pistol, aimed at a rock not far away, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, he pulled the hammer and fired again quickly.

"Bang—bang—bang—bang!"

In just a few seconds, Ma Shao fired six bullets.

Such powerful shooting efficiency made Archuleta and Chavez look a little surprised.

"You guys come and try it too," said Ma Shao.

Archuleta and Chavez began test shooting and soon emptied their six rounds. A burst of intensive gunfire left twelve bullet holes on the rock.

"This gun is amazing!" Chavis stroked the Browning revolver excitedly, "It's a work of art!"

Archuleta also praised: "Indeed, I have never used a gun like this that can fire six bullets so smoothly and quickly."

The soldiers behind them were also talking about it.

"You saw it. Colonel Archuleta fired six shots in a row with that pistol!"

"If only my Brown Beth could be that fast!"

Ma Shao asked, "How do you feel?"

"Very good." Colonel Archuleta nodded repeatedly. "I remember there was a news report two years ago that fifteen Texas Rangers defeated more than eighty Comanches with this kind of gun... I thought it was incredible at the time, but now I finally understand it."

Chavez gripped the exquisite Browning revolver tightly: "If each man is equipped with two of these guns, even my militia can easily defeat eighty men with fifteen men."

Ma Shao said: "In fact, the Browning 1845 is an improved model of Colt. It is more advanced and more powerful than the Colt pistol in the news."

"Really?" Archuleta asked.

"I happen to have that kind of Colt pistol in my hand, you will know when you take a look." Ma Shao took out a Colt pistol and handed it to Archuleta.

A defective Colt pistol and a Browning 1845. When the two are put together, the difference is immediately apparent.

Not to mention anything else, the appearance alone is far behind, especially since Archuleta is holding the Supreme Edition, which is particularly exquisitely made.

The Colt looked a bit tattered.

Archuleta frowned. "Is this really the kind where the Texas Rangers beat the Comanches?"

"Of course," said Ma Shao. "If Colt's pistol was not so simple and primitive, it would not have been noticed until 1844. He should not have held so many patents. His existence was simply blocking the development of firearms."

"But I think Colt must have improved his pistol. When the war between the United States and Mexico breaks out, the Colt pistol you see will definitely be better than this one, but I can guarantee that the new Colt pistol will still not be as good as the Browning 1845."

"The Browning 1845 is the most advanced revolver," he emphasized.

Archuleta was silent for a moment: "Are you so sure we will go to war with the United States?"

Ma Shao: "National sovereignty has never been negotiable. Moreover, Americans have always been greedy. They not only want Texas, but also California and New Mexico."

"A few years ago, that foolish and impatient American general even launched an attack directly on California. You should know the greed of Americans better than us."

After a pause, Ma Shao continued, "Similarly, you must know more about whether the Mexican-American War will break out than we do."

Archuleta certainly knew.

He nodded and finally said, "It's a very good pistol. As a soldier, I am absolutely willing to use it. But I think I have to ask our governor, Mr. Manuel Armijo."

However, before he finished speaking, Chavez next to him said, "No need to ask him."