The cursed “Johnson Gang” has rolled into the town of Skillford. Join the sheriff in a mission to capture this notorious gang—dead or alive!
The Daring Heist
One day, five masked riders arrived in Skillford, their faces hidden behind bandanas. The townsfolk knew something bad was coming, and sure enough, the gang rode straight to the Federal Bank, looking to secure their fortune. They didn’t hold back—shots were fired, and blood was spilled. But nothing could stop the ruthless Johnson Gang.
After grabbing the cash, they disappeared into the sunset, warning that anyone who followed would meet the same fate. The sheriff’s deputy doubted their words—and paid the price. A bullet shot clean through his hat—and his head. Now, the sheriff needs a new deputy, one a bit sharper than the last. Rest in peace…
Infamy Can’t be Hidden
Despite their bandanas, the Johnson Gang was easy to recognize. Their notorious reputation had already spread far and wide. People knew the gang’s clothing, their favorite guns, and even the curses they threw around.
Those bandanas were hardly a disguise. Still, if they’re ever brought to justice, the anonymity might spare them from the noose—or a bullet to the head.
No Good Help to Be Found
The sheriff and his crew fought hard to defend the bank, but seasoned killers with a score of lawmen under their belts were nearly impossible to beat. If you’re a whiskey-loving bag of nerves and your men take after you, heroics are a bad idea. Better to avoid winding up six feet under, alongside that bold deputy who never understood the simple truth and now feeds the worms.
The sheriff was once a sharp shooter himself, with years of experience in the badlands. He knew the Johnson Gang couldn’t have gone far. If he had more fearless fighters with a knack for firearms, he could have stopped the outlaws. But now he’s down to just two deputies, and let’s just say they’re not exactly reliable. At least they’re still breathing…
A Hefty Bounty
With little hope left, the sheriff took a long, weary sigh and headed to the local saloon to wet his whistle. There, he decided to raise the bounty on the Johnson Gang. The city council approved a generous reward!
Of course, the sheriff quietly pocketed a bit of that gold for himself. Not that he’d ever admit it. After all, if nobody catches you, did you even steal anything?
Desperate Pleas for Help
But deep down, the sheriff knew the extra gold wouldn’t make much difference. How many times had he raised the bounty? This was the fourth! No amount of gold would bring back the head of the devil himself.
In desperation, he wrote to the state government, asking for reliable reinforcements. But instead of a squad of sharpshooters, he received a dismissive reply, essentially telling him to handle it himself. And if he was an incompetent fool, well, then he should be replaced! In other words, the sheriff was on his own.
The Hunt Begins
But what if the sheriff really is incompetent? Why should good people suffer for it?
Grab your rifle and rid the world of the Johnson Gang—justice must prevail! And once you’re done, the sheriff will hand over a pile of gold as your reward…