"We Are not afraid Gringo!" (1 Viewer)

[Von Richter.]

"You are not afraid... we kill you all!"​

Tuco's insane challenge echoes down Dead Man's Gulch main street. Wanting to have who runs the pokey little border town, settled once and for all, Snake Eyed Pete's gang quickly gathered...

The view from Tuco's side of town...



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Madam Delores Trollope took a very dim view of proceedings. Ordering her second in command to load a scattergun in support, the soiled doves prepared to protect their reputations... and well hidden strongbox!

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Across the street, Madam Bovary declared neutrality, as both her and her husband Bertram, settled down to enjoy the fun.

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[Von Richter.]

The Bovary's having a ringside seat as Tuco and his scumbags entered town.



Snake Eyed Pete and his Myrmidons slither in from the opposite side of town...



Both sides clear leather and dodge for cover and advantage.







{eek3}
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[Von Richter.]

First blood to a Mexican rifleman!



Swiftly followed by a second!



And a turd!

The shooting skills of Tuco and his scumbags, easily outshines the gormless ineptitude, of Snake Eyed Pete's dunderheads!

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Scotch Bob falls...








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[Von Richter.]

The next round drops Snake Eyes himself, but not before Pepe drills the nearest Mex!



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Sensing an early victory Tuco breaks cover to finish off Snake Eyed Pete. But just like most of the soiled doves in the notorious Hotel Red, Pete's faking it. He rolls over and perforates Tuco's melon with two excellently placed bullets!

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Snake Eyed Pete recocks his pistol, but the Mex rifleman beats him to the drop, Pete only survives Tuco by seconds!

Meanwhile back at the jail Sherriff Gabby kills one of the Mex bandits...






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[Von Richter.]

Once again bragging rights don't last long in the Gulch. Both Gabby and his Deputy are gunned down by a quicksilver Mex shootist!

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Old Seth Armitage, the last survivor of Snake Eyed Pete's bunch is gunned down on main street. The short, but desperate gunfight comes to an end, receiving an insipid round of applause from a somewhat disappointed Madam Bovary.

As the dead are carted off to Boothill by the Gulcher's Undertaker, one Septimus M Balme...
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Alvarez has himself a celebrate at his new found title of El Hefe!







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[Von Richter.]

Always helps if you have a childlike sense of humour...



:salute::​