Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 94, Chapter 93, Cold, Crazy, Dai Ping An
93,

It's good to be alive,
Arthur accidentally sprained his ankle,

Bill's bald head was smashed,
Worst-injured manager Lester broke his arm and was strapped to his chest,

Gray Wolf helped find some effective herbs, and even the fever of Mary, who was in a coma, was relieved by this, and she could barely walk around after waking up.

The rest of the people suffered more or less skin trauma, but fortunately, they were not serious. Everyone seemed to be doing well, except for the Chinese workers.

There are more than 60 people alive, but actually there are only 61 of them.

First, Lester's assistants encouraged three Cornish company guards to defect, and three of them died in the crossfire; then in the chaos of being raided by Pinkerton detectives, eight Chinese laborers disappeared; finally, they did not want to escape again. The 26 Chinese laborers from the same hometown who died deliberately fell behind and surrendered together.

When Detective Pinkerton's large force withdrew and Hei Erqing and the others fought back, only one of the 26 people was found alive and brought back.And that person was not as lucky as Gray Wolf. He developed a high fever after the rain without his scalp, and he suffered for a whole day and night before he died.

When Dai Pingan returned to the temporary camp by the lake, the body of No. 60 had just been buried in the pit.

It was a young corpse, younger than Dai Ping'an, but much stronger than him.The corpse had no braids, and everyone began to fill in the soil, but the piece of gauze covering his head still had flies coming in and out.

After taking a look, Dai Ping'an turned his head.

In the huge forest, it was not easy for Dai Pingan to find him again. Everyone was very happy, because not only did he come back, but he also brought back the meat of a grizzly bear.

The wagons and caravans pulling the food were lost in the scuffle, and the food in the camp had run out as early as the day before yesterday.Now they can still eat, relying on the picking and hunting in the forest led by Arthur. For this reason, Arthur also sprained his ankle.

The bear meat was delicious, and everyone ate happily, except Dai Pingan who didn't move.

He is not hungry and has no appetite.

It was late at night, and when everyone was busy eating barbecue, Dai Pingan came to the lake alone.

He found another blanket and wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling, but the body wrapped inside didn't feel any warmth.His body was no longer cold, but his heart was still immersed in the black water of that night, extremely cold.

He thought of that face in the pit again, that pale face that was exactly like his own.

He could have survived,
Is it self-inflicted?

No.

They just think the world is too beautiful.

After trekking across mountains and rivers to come to the United States, these Chinese laborers just want to work and earn money, and they only want to work honestly to earn money. The police in Blackwater Town and Pinkerton detectives want to arrest Dai Pingan and others, and they have nothing to do with them.

They thought that as long as they surrendered, they would have nothing to do with them. At that time, no matter whether they returned to New Hanover or New Austin, even if they stayed in Blackwater Town, they could continue to support themselves by working hard.

It's just that they didn't expect that the reality is often more complicated than imagined.

Not all places have jobs waiting for them, and not all people are willing to allow them to survive in this land.Compared with the fruits of their hard work, others are more willing to directly exchange their lives for money, just like a hunt.

The moment the grave was filled with the last handful of loess, Dai Pingan felt that he was also buried in it.He couldn't help thinking, if he changed his identity, he was not Dai Pingan, but an ordinary Chinese laborer, what would happen to him.

Did he die from exhaustion on the endlessly built railway tracks, or was crushed to death in the endlessly dug tunnels, or just like he was at the beginning, because he was too sick to work, he was abandoned in the wild waiting to die slowly.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

After all, he is not a Chinese laborer, he can't imagine the kind of life that he can't live without finishing his work, and he can't understand their quail-like humble mentality.

From their eyes, Dai Ping'an saw indifference and numbness, but in their eyes, didn't he treat them with indifference and alienation?

Is it really enough to drink an extra bowl of porridge?
Javier wanted these Chinese workers to take up arms, but he refused on the grounds that he was not a good person.

Today, Dai Pingan, who kills people like hemp and is not a good thing, is still alive, but almost half of the honest people who want to work hard to earn money are dead.

why?
It's not because he didn't do enough, but he chose the wrong path from the beginning, a big mistake.

Whether it is a boy in a dungeon or a lost young man or woman, when faced with a call for help, he will choose to leave a loaded revolver behind.

But when he led the team to enter the dangerous south of Heishui Town, all he brought out was the big pot of porridge.

The steaming porridge is very fragrant and can fill everyone's stomachs, but the hot porridge can't stop the bullets, and it can't stop the Pinkerton detective who is charging.

If they had a pistol in their hands, even if there was only one bullet in the gun, wouldn’t they be panic-stricken and unaccounted for when they ran away, and they wouldn’t have to raise their hands, begging for a chance to live under the muzzle of someone else’s gun? .

He has always been vigilant, he doesn't trust anyone, and he is wary of everyone around him.

But when Dai Pingan saw the more than 100 familiar faces following behind him, he relaxed his vigilance.

He always felt that someone was stationed in the distance, and that someone was patrolling at night. This sense of security that had been built into his bones made him choose to wait for the other party to cause trouble first, and then to defend himself properly.

For a moment, he even thought he was a good guy.

he forgot
weak,

It's always been the original sin,

civilization,

Always the man with the gun,
Only those who are qualified to speak.

An uncontrollable cough came from behind, it was Arthur.

"We have tried our best, and you have done a good job. With so many police officers and Detective Pinkerton, it is not easy for so many people to survive."

It seems to be explaining, and it seems to be comforting.

"I know this."

Rubbing the coin in his hand, Dai Pingan didn't look back.

Arthur, who didn't know whether to continue talking, was about to turn around and leave. Dai Pingan, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly sighed.

"Arthur."

"Ok?"

"Arthur Morgan, there is a question I've been wanting to ask you for a long time." Dai Pingan flicked up the coin and took it in his hand again: "Do you think you are a good person or a bad person?"

"Uh……"

Asked this suddenly, Arthur was unprepared and didn't know how to answer.

"Then change the question, do you think I, Dai Pingan, am a good person or a bad person."

Dai Pingan turned around.

Arthur was so startled that he almost pulled the gun out.

Dai Pingan was still the same Dai Pingan, and his complexion was still as pale as before, but the pair of black eyes under the blanket were filled with uncontrollable madness in the coldness.

Arthur couldn't help taking a step back.

"Are you OK."

"It's okay, how can I have something to do." Dai Ping'an smiled contemptuously while speaking, and Arthur who laughed felt chills in his heart.

"I just feel that the road ahead is not very easy to walk. Well, I'm fine. I have to start tomorrow and rest early."

Dai Ping'an turned and walked into the darkness, hesitating again and again, but Arthur still didn't catch up.

At dawn the next day, the nearly half-shrunk team set off again.

Since the caravan was lost in the melee, they could only find two flat wagons pulling goods, one carrying Sadie and the bedridden Mary, and the other pulling the injured gray wolf and Arthur who was crippled.

Although the police in Blackwater Town and Detective Pinkerton suffered heavy manpower losses, in order to avoid the fly-like bounty hunters everywhere, they still chose to take the easternmost road, which is the most rugged road.

The road was not easy to walk, and the speed was naturally even worse. The journey lasted three days, but fortunately they did not encounter any other troubles on the way.

Dai Pingan, who was riding a horse and wrapped in a black blanket, walked in the middle. Since the night he came back, he hasn't spoken much.The thick blanket was wrapped around him, but it couldn't stop the coldness overflowing from him.

Everyone noticed his abnormality, but no one dared to ask why, including Arthur Morgan, and even the most troublesome Bill and Hei Erqing were much more honest in front of him.

When the last piece of meat on the grizzly bear was gone, they finally walked out of the forest.

After turning the sharp bend in front, and walking for a while, you will go down the Montana River.After crossing the river, they had left West Elizabeth and entered New Austin.Even if the police in Blackwater Town and Detective Pinkerton wanted to chase him again, it would not be so easy.

Just at this moment, five or six people rode on horses and brought a carriage and just walked over from the opposite side.

Both sides stopped involuntarily, looking at each other vigilantly.

The guns were in their hands, but no one lifted them up, and the road was wide enough for the two sides to cross each other, so after looking around, the team in front walked over from the river bank first.

Bill and Lester, who led the way and rushed ahead to open the way, nodded as a greeting, and they also nodded in response.

The two teams continued to move forward, but in the middle of the journey, Dai Pingan rode out of the team on a black horse and blocked the road.

"What's in the carriage?"

An arm with a gun sticks out from under the blanket:

"I want to see."

(End of this chapter)