Gatling was a master armorer, a dead shot and an expert in his field—which was death. Armed with the latest automatic weapons from all over the world and paid in gold to test them on living bodies, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. At his command he had more firepower than a cavalry regiment, and more guts than a Cheyenne war party. He would need all of his skill to take on...THE MISSIONThe Copper Trust was arming the savage Jicarilla Apaches to d...

Burke Hunter, one of the deadliest knife fighters in the West, had disappeared.Sundance was hired to look for him, and got as far as an Apache Indian camp where Hunter had been taken prisoner, suspected of stealing a sacred cache of Apache gold.But when Hunter double-crossed him and the Apaches tried to capture him, Sundance knew that there was going to be death on the desert, either by a bullet or a blade.He also knew that Hunter's beautiful wife Eloise would welcome ...

A herd of cattle had been stolen, the cowboys who tended them massacred. A story was going around that Comanches were responsible—three dead braves found in the vicinity of the massacre were said to be part of the war party.But Jim Sundance knew better.Half-Indian himself, he set out to prove that his brothers had been framed—by a white man.The vengeance trail led straight to Hale Erskine, former major in the Confederate Army, and now the biggest cattle rancher in the ...

Want to commit suicide? The quickest way is to tangle with Lassiter. Cross him just once—and he'll pull the trigger for you. He's killed a lot of people for a lot less. Lassiter wasn't born mean, but he learned easily. But he's no meaner than the times he lives in, no dirtier than the men he's killed. Not that Lassiter frets about dead men, because he never killed a man who didn't need killing—more or less. Lassiter is cold as a corpse in January, tough as a chuck-wagon steak, cruel as an ...

Gatling was a master armorer, a dead shot and an expert in his field—which was death. Armed with the latest automatic weapons from all over the world and paid in gold to test them on living bodies, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. At his command he had more firepower than a cavalry regiment, and more guts than a Cheyenne war party. He would need all of his skill to take on ...THE MISSIONAfter thirty years in jail, Wilson Murrill was back in busin...

The U.S. wanted a canal ripped through the jungles of Panama; a host of guerillas, outlaws and renegade politicians wanted the U.S. out. Gatling didn't care who dug the hole, he just didn't want to be buried in it. He had work to do. The colonel had entrusted an array of new weapons to him to prove their worth in the field. Using live ammo against live targets was Gatling's specialty, and in Panama the bullets would be flying thicker than the bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

Master armorer, dead shot and expert in death, Gatling tested automatic weapons from all over the world-on living bodies. Paid in gold for his bloody work, he was probably the single most dangerous man in the Old West. For at his command was more firepower than a cavalry regiment and more deadly force than the Grim Reaper. He would need every ounce of skill to take on....THE MISSIONHis baggage was heavy-.37 millimeter Revolving Cannons that spat out death of biblical proporti...

Lassiter rode up from Lordsburg to Abilene with money on his mind. Texas Jack Chandler—the richest, meanest bastard in the Lone Star State-was on the trail, heading north with a huge herd of cattle, and a fortune in gold. All that stood between Lassiter and the biggest haul of all time was Chandler—and the most vicious rag-tag army of killers ever gathered together in one place.

Lassiter rode into a mess for $250. He was to kill a man that had killed his employer's brother.When he rode into the town of McDade, he found himself in the middle of a civil war. Two old war officers, a Yankee who hated the Confederacy and a Rebel who loved the South were vying for control of the territory. Lassiter had been in town for four hours, been braced by the Sheriff, offered a job by the Rebel, and when he tried to ride out of town, had to kill the Sheriff and his deputy....

When Lassiter found the man with two arrows in his back, he picked his pockets and found a gilt-edge invitation to muscle in on some easy money. He left the corpse to bury itself and high-tailed it into a situation that had him fighting for his life from the very beginning. But that was part of Lassiter's business—no matter how many other men died.Now Lassiter's trying to find a hoard of buried silver worth a cool $100,000. The only trouble is, ten other tough hombres have all got t...

In Mexico, the governor of a rebel state had hijacked a shipment of Lee-Enfield rifles and enough ammunition to start a small war. The president of Mexico was worried, the president of the U.S. was worried—Gatling didn't give a damn. But his boss, the colonel, told him to get those rifles back or get another job. Gatling couldn't afford a drain on his gold reserves, so he agreed. On one condition ...

Lassiter was bumming a ride on The Caprice Queen when a bunch of river pirates blew the riverboat out of the water and got away with a hundred thousand dollars in gold. He decided to make the dynamiters pay for the inconvenience, and a hundred thousand - thewhole bundle - was the figure he decided on. Getting it wouldn't be easy, but in the end, Lassiter always got what he wanted.