Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 58, Chapter 58, traps, gray wolves, rules

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"After cutting it off and putting it in the sun to dry it, it will be even harder to tell the difference." Bill's tone was heavy, but he also heard several others tremble with fear:

"I just asked a question. In order to eliminate the remaining Indian tribes in the Gaoshu area and ensure the safety of the transportation roads, the merchants in Blackwater Town united and offered a big price. Seventy dollars a scalp, which is higher than the previous official price. Halfway through."

"So, it wasn't a misunderstanding just now, maybe that Chief Reed is eyeing the hundred scalps here?"

Javier couldn't believe it, but he had to doubt it.A scalp is seventy dollars, which is the annual salary of an ordinary worker, and one hundred scalps is seven thousand dollars, which is enough for the officer to kill.

And just now the police detectives charged forward, they didn't even have the time to cry for injustice when they were really killed.What's the use of finding proof documents in the end, Dai Ping'an and the others are already dead, so why not listen to the officer's words and make mistakes.

Anyway, the upper Montana River is right behind them, and when the time comes, the corpses will be stripped of their clothes and thrown into the river, mixing them with the previous Indian corpses, saving even the effort of destroying the corpses.With seven thousand dollars in the account easily, who cares whether the color of that scalp is yellow or red.

The few people who understood what was going on broke out in cold sweat, especially Dai Pingan, who thought he had resolved a misunderstanding, but now that he thought about it, he walked around behind closed doors.If I was beaten to death as soon as I rushed out, if the officer named Reed had completely controlled all the police detectives, if the other party had a heart attack and killed them directly, if...every if would make Dai Pingan's heart heavy One point, the reality is like this, almost the difference between life and death.

"Actually, there are more than a hundred."

Maybe because the atmosphere was a bit dull, Bill wanted to relax, but Javier rolled his eyes.Dai Ping'an is sitting here, is it so important to have one more or one less?Unexpectedly, Bill would get it wrong:
"I don't think this is discrimination. Mexicans' scalps are fine, as long as they shave their hair clean. There are also white people's scalps, but there are more steps to deal with. Only those black slaves can't, it's too obvious. Plus we How many people, there should be..."

"Mr. Williamson?" Javier interrupted him.

"How (what)?"

"Shut up, and fuck off!"

Of course, Dai Pingan couldn't let Bill just roll away like this. He asked Bill to ride a horse and run a little farther to see the surrounding situation.

Soon Bill brought back the news that although the large force of police detectives had left, a few people were still left staring at this place from a distance.Not only that, but the police detectives set up checkpoints behind them, and a few people could cross the Upper Montana River and return to the northern part of West Elizabeth. Each checkpoint was guarded by a dozen people.

It seems that the officer named Reed is going to bite the seven thousand dollars and not let go.

What to do next has become a very important question.

The four of Dai Ping'an discussed, and this time they included the manager, Lester, in the discussion.Bill made it very clear that Lester's brain was worth seventy dollars after it was dealt with. Since everyone was a grasshopper on the same rope, there was no need to hide it.

The road must not continue to go forward. The two east roads of Heishui Town and the dividing line cannot be walked. The other party has too many reasons not to let them pass;

The road to the west of Shilan Trading Station is a trap, with high mountains and dense forests, no one knows that they died inside;

The fourth road, which is the rugged path in the west of the Gaoshu area, is impossible for so many people to walk.

"How about we turn around and go back?" Lester asked weakly.

Dai Pingan shook his head and rejected the proposal.Not to mention that they are going to go to Armadillo Town, even if they want to go, they may not be able to go.

It is not an easy task to turn around and cross the river with more than 100 people and a caravan, and it is impossible not to cause disturbance.The opponents are still cavalry, and if they charge on the Great Plains, they can definitely catch up with them in a few minutes and kill them all.

After hesitating for a while, Dai Ping'an first asked this matter not to spread out. It was a matter of life and death. Who knows what these 100 people would do after hearing the news.Second, he needs more information.

According to Lester's manager, the officer named Reed Hickson is only a sheriff, and a sheriff can only lead dozens of policemen under him.Reed Hickson took more than 100 people, including the police and Pinkerton detectives, which shows that some of the more than 100 people are not his people, which is why he doesn't want to make things too ugly.

Since the hearts of the people are not in harmony, it means that they still have loopholes to take advantage of.At this moment, news came from outside that the person had woken up and the wound had been bandaged.

Wang Duan and the other two Chinese workers who got the gun walked in with a man in their arms. The reason for this was because the man was very weak and passed out before the police detectives surrounded him. Rolled out from under the caravan.If the four of them hadn't supported him in the crowd of Chinese workers, they would have been spotted by Reed Hickson's detectives long ago.

This man was wearing a long robe and a melon skin hat that the Chinese laborers forced on him. Inside was a white cloth that covered the wound. The yellow-brown skin on his hands and face showed his identity—he was floating in the Montana River before. one of the dead bodies.

It was Sadie who bandaged his wounds. Fortunately, they had a lot of medicine in the caravan.At this time, he was very weak, and not only needed to be supported, but his face was paler than Dai Pingan's, but no one present dared to underestimate him.

After all, not everyone can be stabbed and shot first, then scalped, drift a lot in the river, and finally climb onto the shore of the caravan until the injury is so serious that it is impossible to survive. He couldn't help but fell down and was ruthless.

After entering, the man stared at everyone fiercely, without saying a word, until Dai Pingan took out the hatchet that Feiying had left for him.The handle of Flying Eagle's hand ax was regularly wrapped with red and blue cloth strips. Seeing the hand ax, the Indian named Gray Wolf finally spoke. Fortunately, he could speak English.

In the westernmost dense forest of the Gaoshu area, there is a small lake called Aurora Basin. The Gray Wolf tribe is located in the Swanbas Mountains to the west of the small lake.Originally, the vast plains of Heishui Town were their place, but the situation was pressing. Faced with foreign guns and butcher knives, they had no choice but to give up the land, and the whole tribe hid in the mountains to survive.

No matter how rich things are in the mountains, they cannot support a tribe of hundreds of people. Therefore, the tribe hunters headed by Gray Wolf began to harvest animal furs and went to the nearest Shilan trading station to replace supplies. Gray Wolf also learned English at that time.

In the first few years, everything was normal, but from this year onwards, after the Shilan Trading Station received the furs, it delayed the supply of supplies for various reasons.In a fit of anger, Gray Wolf led people to snatch the supplies back. Of course, they only snatched things and didn't dare to hurt anyone.

But when they returned to the camp, the news they got was that the Shilan trading post had been looted, not to mention all the people dead, and the trading post was also burned in the fire.The tribal leader went out to explain with the looted supplies, but was detained in Heishui Town and asked for more fur and property as compensation.When they got together and handed over, the person who gave the property and fur was hanged on the gallows in Heishui Town along with the leader.

From then on, things began to develop out of control.

In retaliation, the gray wolf led people to attack the passing caravan, and the police detectives and Pinkerton detectives in Blackwater Town also began to harvest their scalps.You come and go, after several struggles, the result is obvious-the gray wolves still lost to the foreign guns with their sharp hand axes and bows and arrows, their tribe was taken away, and he and his tribe became members of the upper Montana River. Floating corpses without scalps.

Gray Wolf was lucky, he was able to survive among hundreds of people, but he was unlucky, he was the only one among hundreds of people to survive.The incident at Shilan Trading Station was obviously a trap, and the person who set the trap was probably none other than Sergeant Reed Hickson.

Otherwise, in just a few months, he would not have gone from being a small police detective who escorted goods to the Shilan Trading Station to making repeated achievements in the war between the police and the Indians, gradually rising to the top, and finally replacing the one who died in the war. The former boss became the new Sheriff of the Blackwater Township Police Department, and successfully obtained the command of all teams during this siege of the Indians.

What happened that day in the Shilan trading post, and what the truth is, is not important since Gray Wolf and the others got into this trap.Because they have already violated the rules, and the rules are that the Shilan Trading Station can press their fur and refuse to give supplies, even if these supplies are related to the life and death of the Indians in the tribe.Even if someone in the tribe starved to death because of these supplies, Gray Wolf and the others couldn't grab them.

That's the rule.

The world is like this, others can beat you, scold you, shit and pee on your neck, but you, let alone resist, it is wrong to look up at others.The white people in Blackwater Town made the rules because they had guns in their hands, but the gray wolves could only follow the rules because their bows and arrows couldn't hit the guns, and the corpses in the Montana River were the end of breaking the rules.

Gray Wolf and the others are like this, and so are Dai Pingan and the others.

If they don't come up with a solution and continue down, the avenue next to the Shilan Trading Post is where they will be buried.At that time, there was no truth. Reed Hickson said that they were Indians, and they were Indians. Neither the bloody scalps that were cut off nor the white skulls that were exposed could not be reversed.

Dai Pingan does not have the ability to overturn or fight against the rules, but he can also follow the rules, after all, there is not only one rule.The rules he wants to rely on are also the basic rules of the United States-if you have money, you can do whatever you want.

(End of this chapter)