40 Guns to Apache Pass Page #2

too generous with leave time lately.

Oh, well you won't have

any more excuses.

I'll be right there at Apache Wells.

I won't be looking for excuses.

Come on, I'll walk you.

Mm, uh-uh. I like it right here.

Listen to that lonely sound.

Probably a lonely Apache scout.

Did you come out here just to

protect me from the Indians?

Well, not exactly but...

They'd give anything for a scalp

as pretty as that one.

How about you? Hmm?

It'd be awful easy to hand it to you.

Why don't you?

I'm not a very good bet for

a girl like you.

Men in my business don't

stick around too long.

Your warning comes

a bit late, Bruce.

I'm going up the hill, see you later.

You know that's all

the water we have.

You'd never do that if you weren't

hiding behind those Captain's bars.

I'm not hiding behind anything,

Bodine.

I fought in this army for ten years

before they pinned these on me.

I don't need them now.

Oh?

You mean you're willing to

forget you're an officer

and reckon man to man?

I've tried everything else with you.

I guess that's the only language

you understand.

Captain! Captain!

Captain, you'll kill him, sir.

Pick those horses up and

put a guard on the water.

Yes, sir.

Apache Wells, Arizona territory.

Colonel Homer Reed in command

of a troop of cavalry

whose assignment was to hold

the lonely outpost at any cost

and to protect the settlers

in the adjacent area.

Nearby families had already

taken refuge here,

only the most distant ranches

remained to be accounted for.

Attention! At ease.

- That Captain Coburn's outfit?

- No sir, that's the morning patrol.

Captain was due back yesterday,

wasn't he, sir?

I'll send a detail if they

don't return by nightfall.

The old man is lost if

Coburn is not around.

It'd suit me if that stiff-necked

Captain never came back.

Bugler! Sound assembly.

Take care of your wounded.

The rest of you, hold your posts.

They might come back.

- Good work, Sergeant.

- Thank you, sir.

Captain and me have ridden

together for a long time.

Can't lose him this close to home.

These Apaches are getting bolder.

I thought they'd follow you

into camp.

Maybe next time they will.

I'm getting sick and tired of

having to turn and run

every time an Apache

sticks his head up.

When are we getting those

new rifles, Colonel?

I've put in requests at least

a dozen times.

Army keeps sending back excuses

instead of rifles.

They give us an impossible job

and no tools to do it with.

How long do you think we could hold

this place against an all-out attack?

Not long with our old worn-out guns.

You think Cochise would risk all

his forces on a frontal assault?

He's smart, Colonel.

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