Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 112 Chapter 111, Huang Feihong who saved lives

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Gunshots finally sounded in the wilderness.

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people.

A certain resident who was cornered finally remembered that he still had a gun in his hand. Although he didn't hit anyone and died soon after being shot by the search company, the sudden sound of the gun still made the cavalry captain react. .

When the captain regrouped the cavalry of the search company to his side, the wasteland of Cactus Clear Spring was already full of mourning.

The team rushing to smash and snatch away will inevitably cause some casualties, but I didn't expect that the casualties would come to me this time, especially when they are not facing the police who are restrained by the law, but the unreasonable army , the casualties were even greater.

Seven were killed, fourteen were wounded, and eight were missing.

This was the news that the cavalry captain brought back to Colonel Beckett before dark, along with the two cold corpses in the yard.

One was that of the orderly, whom Colonel Beckett personally ordered to be shot.

If the colonel had known how the rich breakfast in the entire barracks came about earlier, he would never have easily sent half of his men to search for news about Second Lieutenant Robinson all over the world.

Just after extortion and extortion on the front foot, the back foot came to inquire about the news again, and no one could accept it.Therefore, not only did conflicts break out on the search company's side, but people who went out in other directions also encountered some obstacles.

The other was a young search company cavalryman.

Because he was selected from the elite army and performed well, Colonel Beckett even remembered his name.The war horse he was riding circled around a pile of tumbleweeds, and he refused to leave for a long time, and the cavalry found him in the dirt pit under the grass.

He had been stabbed eleven times in the body, each knife was fatal, and each knife was stabbed deeply. What's more, the murderer also pulled a knife across his face, which was clearly a provocation.Moreover, the murderer was not alone. The mouth, hands and feet of the corpse showed signs of being forcibly controlled, which indicated that he watched himself being stabbed to death after being pinned down by several people.

The clothes and weapons on the corpse were taken away, only the Bowie hunting knife that killed him remained on the corpse.Holding the hunting knife, Colonel Beckett standing beside the corpse remained silent for a long time.

"Colonel, please give us another day, I will definitely bring Lieutenant Robinson back to you, I promise!"

"You can't guarantee it." Colonel Beckett stopped the cavalry captain who wanted to speak:

"Things are not that simple. Don't you think that what happened from last night to today is a bit too compact or coincidental?"

Colonel Beckett put the hunting knife back on the table, ordered the body to be carried down for a proper burial, and led the cavalry captain back to the office.First served a cup of coffee for the cavalry captain, and after the attendants left, Colonel Beckett picked up the enamel coffee cup and slowly stirred it.

"It's true that my brother is an idiot and a waste, but he is not a lunatic. Maybe he will be egged on or used, but he can't do such a beautiful thing. He and his hands should be controlled, even They're all dead."

Beckett calmed down the captain who wanted to be surprised, and continued:

"Someone in our clothes blew up the bank in Armadillo without stealing a penny, but it was the loud noise that caused the conflict between you and the gangsters in Armadillo. Time, place, person, How ingenious, like a well-designed stage play."

"Stage play? Who is designing it?"

"You should ask yourself, if you hadn't met those troublemakers, what would have happened next."

"Chinese labor camp!"

The cavalry captain is not a fool, he grasped the crux of the problem after a little thought.

"It's those yellow-skinned monkeys! If we hadn't met, those gangsters would have broken into the Chinese labor camp. Robbing the bank is fake, but protecting the Chinese labor camp is real! I'll arrest them now."

The cavalry captain put down his coffee and got up to go out.

"Calm down, my captain. Where are they captured and locked up? Kill them all?"

Colonel Beckett stopped the cavalry captain and put the coffee on the desk:

"Please think about my question carefully. What I am asking is what would have happened next if you hadn't met."

"Rush into the Chinese labor camp, kill people, set fire, rob, etc." The cavalry captain was a little puzzled: "They did this before."

"That's right, they have been doing this all the time, and they may turn the entire Chinese labor camp upside down. At this time, will an explosion far away in Armadillo Town stop these troublemakers?"

"will not."

"Yes, no. In addition to discrediting us, this explosion will only make those troublemakers more angry and speed up their actions."

"That?"

"Someone is in a hurry."

The colonel took the coffee and stirred it again.

"Since last night, things have happened one after another. They are very tight and anxious. If you are in a hurry, you will make mistakes. The explosion at the gate of the bank in Armadillo Town is a mistake."

"Someone wants to know the secrets of the Chinese labor camp!"

The cavalry captain finally reacted, and Colonel Beckett nodded:
"The Chinese labor camp has always been in our hands, and we have been arrested for suspicion. Although our hands and feet are very clean, it will inevitably arouse the curiosity of others after a long time."

"Could it be foreigners from China? We caught a lot of them a while ago."

"Hmph, it won't be theirs." Colonel Beckett put down his glass and sneered:
"It's not that I look down on them. It's that in front of our powerful strength, whether it's their country or themselves, these Qingkes have always been kneeling and never stood up."

"To their compatriots, they may become vicious or cruel, but in the face of us, they will just kneel on the ground honestly, begging to continue to survive. Even if they are inquiring about news, they will only be like mice. Sneaking in around the corner, one after another was trampled by us."

"They don't have the courage to do such a thing."

"I seem to have met a stranger in the Chinese labor camp today." The cavalry captain was still a little worried.

"I know about this. I have checked it out. The relationship is clean. He is a relative of the witch doctor in the Chinese labor camp, and he is also a witch doctor." Speaking of this, Colonel Beckett raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had thought of something interesting:

"Can you imagine that someone would go to that new witch doctor for treatment. One more thing, do you know where all the missing people are?"

"That's right, they were all rescued by the new witch doctor. It's really interesting, can you imagine the expressions of those troublemakers waking up and finding themselves being poisoned by a witch doctor with a tail growing from the back of their heads? "

Colonel Beckett laughed, but the cavalry captain did not.

"They shouldn't have woken up in the first place. Colonel, if it weren't these yellow monkeys, who would this be?"

"Yeah, you can quietly control our [-] elite soldiers, make the police chief willing to be humiliated and stay behind closed doors, and inspire the gangsters in Armadillo Town, and you are also very interested in the secrets of our Chinese labor camp. ! Who else could this person be?"

With a sinister smile, Colonel Beckett drank his coffee in one gulp.

On the other side, Huang Feihong, who had been busy all day with a lantern in his hand, finally rested.

The cavalry captain drove the wounded back to Armadillo Town, and buried the dead on the spot. For the seriously injured and half-dead wounded, he abandoned them in place, letting them moan and wait for their own death.

Huang Feihong, who had just wrapped up the wound on his forehead, still couldn't hold back the torment in his heart. Regardless of Uncle Han's obstruction, he rescued him back to Baozhilin in the Chinese labor camp.Fortunately, although these eight injuries were serious, they were all traumatic injuries with broken bones and tendons. Huang Feihong had rich experience, and with the assistance of his apprentice Lin Su, he dragged these eight lives out of the gate of hell.

Because there were other patients taking care of him, Huang Feihong set up his three big tents outside the camp.Arranged for Lin Su to take care of him in Baozhilin, when he returned, his footsteps were tired and a bit vain, until he reached the tent door, he kicked open the curtain of the tent and rushed in.

In the tent, Qi Qi, who was supposed to be guarding the ghostly foot at the door, was held up with a gun, and even Aunt Thirteen was also pointed at the side of the gun.A patient with a white cloth wrapped around his chest and face was lying on a stretcher in the center. Dai Pingan was squatting beside him, holding a sharp dagger and gesticulating up and down the other person's body, as if looking for the direction of the knife.

"Why are you here?" Huang Feihong didn't let go of his guard.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to check on the patient's condition." Dai Ping'an said it easily, but he didn't put down the dagger in his hand:

"I heard that the condition of Master Huang's patients has deteriorated, and I have to go to Baozhilin to get enough medicine for treatment. I am very worried about this. Anyway, the patients are entrusted to you by me. As their partner, I care about them. Of course I want to come and take a look, but—”

"I don't know this patient, but the wound on his body looks familiar to me."

"You don't hesitate to take such a big risk to send a living person under the eyes of the cloth merchant's barracks. Master Huang, what do you mean by that?"

"His wound is inflamed, and we don't have enough medicine in the car..."

"So in order to save him, you can risk my life? Master Huang, who allowed you to do this?"

"Mr. Dai, you are here."

Arthur Morgan opened the curtain and walked in, Dai Pingan smiled.

"Hehe, it really is you."

In fact, Dai Ping'an had already guessed it.Without his permission, not to mention the deterioration of the patient's injuries, even if he died there on the spot, Javier, who was guarding the McFarlane Ranch, would not have allowed Huang Feihong to leave.And there is only one person who can change this, and that is Arthur Morgan who also treated Huang Feihong's illness.

"You look good," Dai Pingan handed the dagger to his left hand, and asked in English with a smile, "Do you feel better?"

"After taking the medicine for a few days, I still cough, but it's much easier."

"And Miss Mary, how is she?"

"She has also improved a lot, and she doesn't have a fever."

"It seems that Dai Ping'an really found the right person. Master Huang's medical skills are really superb. It's like Hua Tuo is still alive, and his hands are rejuvenated."

"Yes, Mr. Huang's medical skills are indeed superb. His black medicinal soup is very difficult to drink, but after drinking it..."

Arthur, who was in high spirits, suddenly found that although Dai Pingan was smiling on his face, there was no smile in his eyes.

"Master Huang is really clever. He can cure your illness and save your Mary. So, in return, you can help him and risk the lives of other people in the gang?"

"If that's the case, is there a day when you'll be able to sell out other members of the gang, say, Dutch Van der Linn, for this?"

After saying a word, Arthur's face couldn't be whiter.

Due to a coincidence, Dai Ping'an and Arthur didn't have a deep friendship with each other at first, not as close as Javier or Bill, and there were two disagreements later.

The first time was because of a huge sum of 20 yuan to test each other, and the money touched people's hearts. Fortunately, everyone can understand each other in the end.

The second time was the night before entering the south of West Elizabeth. Although the two of them acted as if nothing had happened the next day, the differences in their hearts could not be bridged.

This is the third time.

Dai Pingan didn't intend to just let Arthur go:

"Mr. Morgan, remember that I told you once, please clarify your identity, whether it is kindness or kindness, you seem to be unqualified to have it."

"I asked him for help, it has nothing to do with him." Sensing something was wrong, Huang Feihong stood up again.

"Of course you begged him, otherwise how could he help heal a dying enemy." Dai Pingan switched back to Chinese, pointing to Sergeant Frank lying unconscious in the middle:
"I don't understand, Master Huang, why do you always show such kindness, even if it costs your own life, you don't care. After saving one after another, now you have to save eight more. What qualifications do you have?"

"I'm a doctor."

"I'm not asking about your qualifications to treat diseases, I'm asking about your qualifications to save lives!"

Dai Pingan pulled out [-] rounds, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the wound on Huang Feihong's forehead:
"You are under my gun, your woman, your apprentice, are also under my gun, as long as I move my finger lightly, I can kill you with one shot. You don't even have the qualifications to take a breath, and even live You need me to give you everything, what qualifications do you have to save people!"

"You have a gun, but you can't fire it."

"But they will!"

"Those people who come during the day will know it! The farmers in Armadillo Town have guns in their hands, and the army in Buchanbao also have guns in their hands. Go up and shoot!"

"You don't really think that you can stop them just by yourself, with your apprentice and a dying old guy standing on the road, you are delusional!"

"Those people were provoked by you."

Huang Feihong said lightly.

"so what!"

Dai Pingan paused.

"They would have come without me! They've done it before, and they'll do it again, whether it's farmers, police or army, as long as they have a gun in their hands!"

"I tell you, Huang Feihong, even if you save them with great mercy, they will still come back with guns when their injuries heal. Your so-called conscience, benevolence, and kindness are worthless in this world." not worth!"

The fingers holding the gun couldn't help but strengthened, a stream of blood seeped out from under the gauze on the muzzle of the gun, and flowed down Huang Feihong's temples.

"I do not think so."

Huang Feihong's tone was still the same as before. Only then did Dai Pingan realize that a black muzzle of a gun had been pointed at his head at some point.

It was Arthur Morgan.

Arthur Morgan had two guns, one pointed at Dai Pingan and the other at Duan Tianlei.Duan Tianlei also has two guns, one pointed at Guijiaoqi and the other at Arthur.There was a gun behind Arthur, it was Wang Dali who was guarding the door, and Wang Dali's other gun was pointed at Huang Feihong.

Everyone's gun has a target, only Bill pointed a gun at Thirteenth Aunt, and the other gun was gesticulating left and right, not knowing who to point it at.

"Hehe, very good, really very good."

Amidst the laughter, Dai Pingan put down twenty rings, and except for Duan Tianlei and Bill, everyone else put away their weapons, and everything seemed to be back to just now.

"I didn't expect the relationship between you to develop so fast and become so good. I really congratulate Master Huang. I hope that the remaining eight patients of yours will be as grateful as Mr. Morgan!"

As he spoke, the dagger in his left hand stabbed at the wounded on the ground:

"But he can't!"

The sharp tip of the blade had already pierced into the body, but the part that hadn't penetrated was tightly held in the hand.

Dai Ping'an let go, and the sharp dagger was in Huang Feihong's left hand.

"Phenom!"

"Master!"

Aunt Thirteen rushed over regardless of the threat of the gun, but Guijiaoqi was pressed tightly by Duan Tianlei, and could only scream.

When the dagger was torn from his hand and thrown on the ground, blood still gushed out. Fortunately, Huang Feihong was a doctor himself, so the bleeding was quickly stopped and the wound was wrapped up.

"Huang Feihong, I think you are crazy!"

"Sorry, as a doctor, I can't watch my patients get killed right in front of my eyes."

"You have no idea who this person is!"

"Young Jun said his name is Fran, he said it when he woke up."

"Law--"

Dai Ping'an was so angry that he didn't know what to say:

"The military camp of Closhangburg is right above our heads, but the soldiers of Closhangburg are lying next to you. As long as anyone sees his face, you and I will be finished. I can't take this risk!"

"I've wrapped gauze around his face."

"I stabbed his heart, you cover his face, it's useless...I'll tell you again, Huang Feihong, as long as he wakes up and shouts or is seen, not only will you die, the whole The people in the Chinese labor camp must also die together!"

"Do you want everyone to be buried with you because you saved this one!"

"You dare to bear this result!"

Now Huang Feihong stopped talking.

"Miss Shaojun, please translate what I said, so that the idiot next to me can tell how dangerous this patient is!"

Arthur, who couldn't understand the words, saw that something was wrong and wanted to draw his gun again, but Dai Pingan didn't want to say a word to Arthur now.

Of course, Aunt Thirteen did not translate, she glared at Dai Pingan viciously, but someone else spoke.

"I'm awake."

It was Sergeant Frank who spoke. I don't know when he opened his eyes, but he still spoke Chinese.

He struggled to reach out from the stretcher, grabbed the dagger on the ground, and then looked at Dai Pingan, and Dai Pingan secretly exerted force on his feet, as long as the other party showed any signs of shouting, he would kick his neck and break him .

"You killed me?"

"Yes, this dagger was used."

Through the gauze, Dai Ping'an couldn't see his expression clearly, but he turned his eyes again and looked at Huang Feihong:

"I remember, they saved me."

"Yes, but they may die now because they saved you."

"I've heard it,"

Sergeant Frank's eyes rolled around, looking at the world in front of him with nostalgia:
"But I don't want to die yet, I want to live."

"I knew it," Dai Pingan sighed:

"It's okay, we can help you."

"no need."

As he spoke, Sergeant Frank put the dagger on his face and pulled it hard!
The wrapped white gauze bloomed like an epiphyllum, followed by red blood, Sergeant Frank followed up with one, two, three...

Huang Feihong wanted to step forward to stop him, but Dai Pingan firmly stopped him.Under everyone's gaze, half of the stretcher was quickly stained red with blood, and Sergeant Frank finally stopped when there was no place for the knife to be cut on his face.

"Is it enough?"

"That's enough, just live on." Dai Ping'an let go of Huang Feihong, and paused:
"Remember to seek revenge from me, I'll be waiting for you."

"No, Frank has already died in your hands, and no one will seek revenge from you."

Sergeant Frank let go of his hand and let the dagger fall back to the ground. He stared lingeringly at the world above until his whole head was wrapped into a ball by Huang Feihong and others with gauze, leaving only the nostrils and mouth for ventilation.

"wasting my time."

Opening the curtain, Dai Ping'an turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)