Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 139 Chapter 138

138,

Dai Ping'an never thought that death felt so good.

You don’t need to listen or watch, let alone think about it, don’t care about anything, don’t worry about anything, don’t think about how to kill people, and don’t worry about other people’s bullets.

Whether it's Robinson's matter, the Buchanbao barracks, or even whether Huang Feihong can survive Javier's hands in the end, it has nothing to do with him.

His people are already dead, and there is still a fart relationship, no matter how worried he is, it is useless to die.Instead of being a ghost with lingering grievances, it's better to guess whether it's time to go to the hell in the west or see the judge Yan Luo in the east.

When Dai Pingan woke up from "death", he found himself lying on the bed.After glancing at the dark roof, he closed his eyes again. Immediately afterwards, Dai Pingan, who had found nothing under the pillow, rolled under the bed at the fastest speed like a frightened wild cat.

Supporting his body steadily with his hands and feet, he landed carefully without causing any movement.After looking around the room for a week, Dai Pingan found that the hunting knife and pistol that should have been under the pillow were all placed on the table next to the bed together with other weapons, including the Hidden Blade and the broken vest. .

At this time, he finally remembered what happened before.

His footsteps were a little sloppy, and he couldn't use his arms very hard, but his brain at this time finally got rid of the stubborn buzzing disease, and he became very awake and relaxed, and even his vision and hearing became much clearer.

The old uniform on his body has been changed, the blood on his face has been wiped clean, and even the broken left arm has been connected and fixed with wooden bars, but he doesn't care about these things at all.

He straightened up, tore off the gauze, tore off the wooden strips, and checked the weapon beside the bed while moving his arms.

Every pistol and every bullet in the gun needs to be scrutinized:
The pistol should pay attention to the sensitivity of the trigger and hammer, the length of the firing pin, and whether it can be fired normally.

Check the overall weight of the bullet, the hardness of the bullet, and whether there are any traces of prying and modification, and even withdraw the bullet that was originally loaded in the gun, and compare it carefully with the new bullet taken from the bullet belt before replacing it. put it back.

The reason why he was so cautious that he almost got nervous was because he didn't die.

It was a big dream without consciousness, I didn't dream of anything, but I slept soundly and soundly.It's like a hangover or a coma. What they both have in common is that no matter how soundly you sleep or how beautiful your dreams are, when you wake up, your life will still be as it should be.

And in the dream, the living situation will only get worse, and it will never get better, unless the person dies in the dream.

Dai Ping'an didn't die in his dream, so his life had to go on, and his life had to go on.

Under the pillow, there is a knife on the left and a gun on the right. It is his day to sleep with one eye open.

Be careful of anyone, be wary of everyone, no one dares to fully trust, no one dares to confess his heart, this is his life.

When a word disagrees, swords and soldiers meet,
If you can't do anything, you will kill.
Only by smelling the smell of blood on your hands can you barely fall asleep,
Such was the life of the outlaw, the life he had lived and would continue to live.

Since the day he met Micah in the Strawberry Town Jail, he hasn't had a good night's sleep.Finally, after Mayor Valentine's death, he was able to close his eyes at Downs Ranch, only to be awakened by the huge sum of money that followed.

Afterwards, from the abandoned camp in West Elizabeth, to the bar in Blackwater Town, to the McFarlane Ranch, and now to the armadillos in New Austin, he didn't sleep like a tree and trembling that night.

But he is not a smart person, what should he do tomorrow, he has to rack his brains to think about it before going to bed tonight, and if he can't figure it out, he has to fight with his life.Until the car almost overturned in the ditch beside the St. Louis River, until Huang Feihong learned that no matter how hard he struggled, it was meaningless.

It's better now, I can't sleep at all.

The harm caused by not being able to sleep is to want to completely destroy, the kind of hurry, or destroy the world, or destroy himself.When the blood gushed out of his mouth and filled his nasal cavity, he thought his wish had come true, but who would have thought it was just a big dream.

"Huang Feihong, it's Huang Feihong!"

Put on the tattered vest, put on the sharp wrist guards, insert each revolver that was loaded and confirmed to be able to fire normally into the chest and waist holsters, Dai Pingan wrapped up a brand new black robe, lightly Gently pushed open the door.

This is the Black Crow Church not far to the southeast of Armadillo Town, and outside is the Armadillo Town Cemetery where dozens of mayor guards were buried not long ago.

The homeless residents of Armadillo Town would rather hide in tents outside the town and tremble, and would not come here to cause bad luck, and it is even less likely to find out Dai Pingan's secret, and there are deputy police officers on the road leaving Armadillo Town Police officers under the chief guard.

The night outside was pitch black, but the house with the windows blocked by a black cloth was brightly lit. This was the temporary base of Dai Pingan and others, and also the base camp for their attack on Closhang Fort.

Except for Hei Sande and Duan Tianlei, who were guarding the cloth shop nearby to check the news, the rest of the main staff were here, including Javier, Bill, Hei Erqing, Wang Dali, Li Jiayuan, and the newly joined Hartman Van Krye. Deputy Chief Husband and Major Hank Milton, who was here for the first time.Several people were holding a topographic map of Fort Closhang just drawn by Major Milton, discussing something.

On the other side of the room, there was an instrument the size of a cabinet in the corner. The light bulbs on it kept flickering. It was a radio instrument found in Sheriff Baker's home.Wearing earphones, Lester sitting in front of him has been guarding for almost a day and a night, and the eldest lady Nannie Black is helping them sort out the data.

Elopement needs money, and after her boyfriend lost a palm, the money they needed doubled even more.In order to get back her property and earn more money, Miss Nanni, who is proficient in radio messages and knows the code of the message, put down her airs and temporarily joined Dai Ping'an's team.

Anyway, what Dai Ping'an had to deal with was the Closhangburg barracks, not her father who had just been appointed mayor of Valentine.

After confirming that everything was normal, Dai Pingan put the Mauser behind him for twenty rings and pinned it to the belt on his back.

Dai Pingan who walked out of the room attracted everyone's attention, but did not cause too much surprise.A lunatic who doesn't take his own life seriously should be different from ordinary people, not to mention that the sound of snoring can be heard clearly through two walls.

Unless Dai Pingan, who opened the door, had an extra head on his neck, they wouldn't be shocked.

"How long have I slept?"

"Two hours. It's just after twelve o'clock, and it's still early for the time we plan to start. You can go in and sleep for a while."

Shaking his head and declining Javier's kindness, Dai Pingan focused on Leicester again:
"Is there any new news?"

"No, it's business as usual." Taking off the earphones, Lester rubbed his numb ears:

"On the other side of Huoya Ridge, the police forces from Tumbleweed Town and Benedict Station are arriving overnight, but they can't arrive until after dawn at the earliest. In Blackwater Town, Detective Pinkerton's horse team is also gathering overnight, They are farther away, even if they drive without sleep, they will not be able to arrive until tomorrow afternoon."

"Where are the people arrested tonight, have they been dealt with?"

Li Jiayuan nodded honestly. Not only did he change to a new pump-action shotgun, but he also had two shortened double barrels stuck in his waist:

"I let them each try to shoot one shot. We have enough people to catch. According to your previous instructions, Master Dai, I will solve the remaining five or six by myself, and none will be kept."

"Very well, since you want to fight for your life, how can you not kill people?"

Dai Ping'an smiled in satisfaction, seeing the blood stains between his teeth was shocking.Smiling and laughing, it suddenly occurred to him that there was still one person who had not been resolved.

"Where's Huang Feihong? Is he dead?"

Li Jiayuan hesitated:
"not yet."

Blood was bleeding from the seven holes, all over the body, and splashed all over the ground, and the last mouthful of blood sprayed Huang Feihong all over his body.But in this situation, as his body collapsed to the ground, there was a loud snoring from the black blanket wrapped in a ball.

With a slight push, Dai Pingan, whose face was covered in blood but was still sleeping soundly, turned out of the blanket, not only grunting, but also panting and breathing normally.This scene shocked Milton and others who rushed over, surprised Li Jiayuan who put down his gun, and even made Javier and Bill look at each other in blank dismay.

"He needs a rest, a good rest."

Li Jiayuan couldn't forget it until now, even though his green shirt was half bloody, Huang Feihong still looked calm and breezy.

"It's good to be alive, I still have to do some things."

(End of this chapter)