THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING FOLLOW-UP TO AMERICAN SNIPER Join Chris Kyle on a journedy to discover “how 10 firearms changed United States history” (New York Times Book Review) Drawing on his legendary firearms knowledge and combat experience, U.S. Navy SEAL and #1 bestselling author of American Sniper Chris Kyle dramatically chronicles the story of America—from the Revolution to the present—through the lens of ten iconic guns and the remarkable heroes who used them to shape history: the American long rifle, Spencer repeater, Colt .45 revolver, Winchester 1873 rifle, Springfield M1903 rifle, M1911 pistol, Thompson submachine gun, M1 Garand, .38 Special police revolver, and the M16 rifle platform Kyle himself used. American Gun is a sweeping epic of bravery, adventure, invention, and sacrifice. Featuring a foreword and afterword by Taya Kyle and illustrated with more than 100 photographs, this new paperback edition features a bonus chapter, “The Eleventh Gun,” on shotguns, derringers, and the Browning M2 machine gun.

This book is the fourth in a five-novel series About Chancy Flint, a young man who is suddenly forced to face adult responsibilities and dangerous situations at a very young age. By age twenty Chancy had already faced more danger than many men face in a lifetime. He grew up straight and strong, tempered by adversity, not defeated by it. In this book Chancy travels to Colorado to find the woman he intends to marry. When she's not in Denver where she's supposed to be, he goes searching for her. He finds she suffers from amnesia and has been taken in by Jacob McCandless, a ruthless, dangerous man who refuses to let her leave. Chancy unexpectedly finds himself embroiled in a dangerous range war culminating in an all-out gun battle involving about twenty men in the street of the fictional Kansas town of Jericho.

This book is about two unknown gunfighters, Herman John (The Colorado Kid) Tomlin and Howard Price (The Utah Kid) Tomlin, who became the world's best and fastest gunfighters. It tells about their adventures while traveling on a wagon train from Illinois to Colorado. They both pan for gold on Clear Creek near Black Hawk, Colorado. In the 1st Colorado Cavalry Regiment, they fought in Indian wars against the Chiricahua Apache. Were gold guards on a stage from Deadwood, South Dakota, to First National Bank in Denver, Colorado? They were deputies in Deadwood, South Dakota. They were doing show performances in Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show. When they walked the streets or came to town, they never looked for trouble, but if you back them in a corner, with their lightning speed of fast draw and fire, you were dead before you could blink an eye.

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Road agent Comanche John never had an argument he couldn't win with a Colt-until he contracted to guide a rag-tag bunch of farmers across the Rocky Ranges. Lawford Hames was out to get Comache-and the wagon train. He had gold, men, and the law on his side. He thought they added up to a match for "The Fastest Gun."

HE HAD A WAY OF TALKING. I BRUSHED HIS GAT AWAY FROM MY FACE AND BROUGHT MY CUFFS INTO PLAY. THEY MOPPED AT THE BLOOD ON MY FACE. I PLAYED ONE OF MY TUNES. “SOMEDAY STACEY, WHEN YOU’RE OUT FROM BEHIND THE TIN; OR MAYBE SOME DARK NIGHT IN SOME LONELY PLACE; ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS THAT ARE BAD FOR COPS, I’LL BE THERE. YOU WILL NEVER KNOW WHEN, BUT I’LL BE THERE; UNTIL THEN KEEP LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER.” IT WAS A BIT OF A LONG TALK FOR ME THEN, IN THAT SITUATION. HE REPLIED. “YOU STILL PLAYING THAT WORN OUT SPEECH? IT WAS OLD WHEN YOU PLAYED IT THE FIRST TIME.” THE CONTEMPT IN HIS VOICE FILLED THE INTERIOR OF THE CAR. IT WAS MATCHED ONLY BY HIS DEAD-EYE STARE. I LOOKED BEYOND HIM, BACK AT THE HOUSE; HIS GAZE REMAINED FIXED ON MY FACE. THE COPS AROUND THE HOUSE WERE ALL PRE-OCCUPIED. I SAID TO HIM. “NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT.” IN THE BARS, BACK IN ATLANTIC CITY, THEY TALK ABOUT SCOTLAND, OVER IN EUROPE. OVER THERE, IN SCOTLAND, THERE IS A LITTLE PLACE ON THE CLYDE RIVER. WELL, IT’S JUST ABOUT THE BIGGEST DARN TOWN IN THE COUNTRY OF SCOTLAND. IN THAT LITTLE PLACE CALLED GLASGOW, A GUY KISSES HIS OPPONENT, TO GET THE UPPER HAND. I GAVE LIEUTENANT BEN STACEY A GLASGOW KISS. AS HE SLUMPED BACK AGAINST THE SEAT I TUMBLED HIS BODY OUT THE OPEN DOOR AND ONTO THE ROADSIDE. I TOOK THE MOTOR OUT FROM THERE, LIKE IT WAS THE START OF THE INDIANAPOLIS 500.