From where he stood, it was an easy kill. A couple seconds of well placed rifle shots, fired in quick succession, would easily take them all out. Moreover, with his Henry rifle and its seventeen rounds, that would be problem... problem at all. Ira made a conscious decision that he was t going to even try to bring all of them in alive. Concerning the ambush back in Moose Creek Station, Ira only required one prisoner to glean information from. He did t care about the others. Sure, he would give them opportunity to give themselves up. However, he would have the first outlaw stacked up on the front sight of his rifle barrel before he put forth the offer. A second target would already be designated before the first kill shot was made. At the first sign of resistance, Ira would drop him. Then he would swing the Henry to his right and onto the second target. It would all be over within a few seconds. He peered out from around the right side of a large fir-tree. That position gave him freedom and flexibility of movement to swing the Henry with little or exposure to himself. He quietly pulled back the hammer and lined up for an upper body shot of his first target. He calmly called out, No one move. It was as he suspected. They all fervently began scratching for iron. With the exception of the lookout, all of their rifles were still in their saddle scabbards. Ira dropped the outlaw he had previously had a bead on. He levered in ather round as he swung the Henry to the right. With precision accuracy, he shot and killed the second outlaw with a bullet to the chest. The third outlaw, while sipping a cup of hot coffee, stopped midway and threw up his hands just as Ira levered ather round into the chamber.