Bannerman the Enforcer 2 by Kirk Hamilton

Author:Kirk Hamilton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: piccadilly publishing, keith hetherington, wild west fiction, gunfighters and outlaws us 1800s, kirk hamilton, yancey bannerman, bannerman the enforcer, johnny cato, western cowboys fiction ebook
Publisher: Piccadilly Publishing

Chapter Six – Anvil Mountain

Yancey Bannerman spun out of his bedroll, Colt in hand, hammer snapping back to full cock, as the sound of gunfire awakened him. He rolled behind a rock, heart hammering as two more gunshots echoed across the flats where he and Anya had camped last night. He glanced towards her bedroll and started when he saw that it was empty.

Then it began to seep through his sleep-sluggish consciousness that those gunshots were like firecrackers, the ‘snapping’ sound made by the Smith and Wesson .32. Swearing, he got to his feet, lowering the hammer on his Colt and deciding that the sound of gunfire came from the small draw they had seen before making camp the night before. He holstered the Colt and walked across and sure enough, there was Anya, standing like a contestant in a target-shooting match, legs spread wide and feet planted firmly, left hand on hip for balance, and right arm raised straight as she sighted along the short barrel of the Smith and Wesson. The little gun cracked as he watched, jumping in recoil with such a short barrel. One of her target stones jumped off the boulder where she had set it up.

Yancey walked down into the draw and she spun at the sound of his boots, bringing the gun around to cover him. He stopped dead, hands a little way out from his sides.

“Easy!”

She lowered the gun, relaxing and breaking open the gun, turning her head a little as the empty shells ejected past her face. That was one fault with the break-action revolver: it ejected every shell in the cylinder when it was opened, regardless of whether they had been fired or not. That made it a little hard when a man only wanted to replace, say, two fired cartridges: he would have to stoop and pick up the four live ones that would be ejected as soon as the action was broken down. So the claims that this type of loading and ejection were faster and more efficient than the old single-loading Colts and Remingtons, were often in dispute among, the gun experts of the frontier.

“I thought I’d get in some more practice as you said yesterday we are nearing Anvil fountain,” she said by way of explanation. “My accuracy’s improving, don’t you think?”

“Seems like it. Only thing is, if you ever have to use that toy in a real shooting situation, you won’t have time to take up a fancy stance like that. You’re going to have to shoot from the hip or a dozen other more awkward positions ... That’s when accuracy’s put to the test, not standing tall and steady and getting the shot off at your own speed.”

Anya finished reloading and snapped the chamber closed. “Show me,” she said with a slight challenge.

It was no chore for Yancey. He set up some targets, stood back about twenty feet, then drew and snapped off five shots, hitting a target each time, the echoes of the forty-five rolling heavily across the flats.

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