death of hope

Chapter 197 "Corporate Warrior" (113) Chaos and Order
"So, that's why Agent Li stood on the balcony to watch the excitement?" Lodayev said eccentrically.

Lynch saw that he was jealous, and reached out his hand to signal not to continue to make things difficult:
"Well, Lodayev, don't make things difficult."

"Hmph, since the boss has spoken, that's it."

The detective showed no sign of anger at all, and said with a cigarette in his mouth: "It is indeed my negligence for failing to improve the law and order of the town. Even if there are great difficulties, it cannot be used as an excuse."

"You are so weak that you can't change anything. We can help you out of your misery."

"Thank you for your understanding, Captain, you look fierce, but you speak softly.

I know the cause of this duel,

The cowboy and the scavengers lived in the East XC area separately. They were playing blackjack in the tavern. They suspected that the other party was cheating and started a fight. They clamored for a duel, and they both died.

Pay attention to the eyes of those widows, their tears will eventually turn into hatred, yes, hatred, which worsens the local law and order situation.

54 playing cards, a few dollars of gambling money, because of this kind of silly trick, ruined two families.

It won't be long before the two families will find someone to help them take revenge again, and even join the bandits for this.
Such a cycle of accumulation of hatred, any kind of bestiality is possible,
In the end, old people, women, and children will all be slaughtered crazily,

The gangsters and the bad habits of the natives, that's the tragedy of New Vegas, the tragedy of El Paso. "

"That's what happened." Retired Ranger Kane Sr. quite agreed:
"Governor Fat Pig called you here to keep his black hat. On the other hand, he also wanted to bring order to New Vegas and end this ignorant killing order. As a native, I also look forward to peaceful days .”

"So what do we do?" said Hammond. "Arrest the gamblers playing blackjack and craps in the tavern? So they won't duel?"

"It's useless, they will always find a reason to kill each other, this is the nature of human beings."

"I understand." Captain Marcus Lynch said: "We are not here for vacation, but to solve the problem, how can we save Governor Fat Pig, save New Vegas, Agent Lee, You have worked hard here for many years, and you even know better than the locals, right?

Whatever dirty work you want us to do, just say it straight, that's what we mercenaries and corporate fighters are made to eat. "

"It's always a good mood to deal with happy people:" Detective Li Mingkai rubbed his hands a little uneasily: "That's right, dirty work... civil servants in the system like me can't do dirty work, they can only bother you." you……

The FBI has to abide by strict rules when handling cases. If there is no evidence, they can only release people within 72 hours. But the situation in New Vegas is different, especially in the chaotic town of El Paso. Change.

All the cameras were broken, and the residents refused to testify because they were afraid of gangsters.

Governor Fat Pig must have told you that with the withdrawal of federal agents, gangs are becoming more and more rampant. Their means of making money is selling hallucinogens. Everyone knows this, but there is no way to get rid of it.

When our FBI was fully staffed, I led the brothers to launch an anti-drug operation code-named "Cleaners", but due to the lack of cooperation of the locals and legal restrictions, the operation turned into an anticlimactic farce.

Some corrupt sheriffs and rangers acted as umbrellas for the gangsters, and the seemingly harmless old men and women are likely to be the parents of the gangsters. Once we arrest the horse boy, they will organize an armed riot among the townspeople.

Once the other party appeals to the Human Rights Court, the extreme liberals in the Terra Parliament will naturally not let it go. Once something happens, not only the fat governor, but many people who eat public meals will have to drink the northwest wind.

The FBI executives gradually lost patience and withdrew my subordinates, leaving me as a bare-bones commander to pretend to be. This is the whole story.

Mr. Johnny Blazer, and Captain Marcus Lynch,
Once you've settled down with your men, I strongly recommend that you take time out to take a look on the streets and see those townspeople who are addicted to hallucinogens, those drug bugs... poor and hateful addicts. "

After leaving behind a hard drive containing information, Agent Li Mingkai left. When he opened the door, he was relieved, stretched his waist and strode away.

On that day, the news that a group of foreigners had taken over the fifth floor of the "Fat Guy's Restaurant" spread throughout the town.
It is said that two couples of businessmen with entourages came to experience the local conditions and customs. The duel that day temporarily covered up the heat of this matter, and people were waiting for a bloodbath.

Sure enough, at night, the two families who lost their loved ones in the duel took action immediately after the funeral, and contacted their friends for help. There were gunshots all over the night.

In the early morning, there were seven cold corpses lying on the streets of the small town of El Paso. The oldest was in his seventies and the youngest was 12 years old. Kane said that this was just the beginning of the relentless revenge of blood relatives.

When the magistrate accompanied the coroner to wrap the body in a body bag and take it away in a cart, the townspeople watched blankly and chatted occasionally, as if they were used to such things.

The smile of the coffin shop owner also disappeared. If the two families died, who would pay for the expensive coffin?
"This town is cursed," said Mehmadi, a devout believer who had spent the morning praying for the locals.
Lynch respected the religious beliefs of his subordinates and did not intervene. He took the others to the street, and Johnny took his subordinates to the suburbs for inspection.

It's hard to imagine such a land of chaos under the mighty Terra Federation. Time seems to have gone back to the era of western gunmen.

The streets of El Paso are empty, with tumbleweeds mixed with household garbage sweeping across the road, and pedestrians walking cautiously close to the edges of buildings, wary of looters who may emerge at any time.

Three hundred feet away from Fat Guy's Restaurant, an old lady wearing a headscarf set up a hot dog stand. In order to communicate peacefully, Lynch sent Sigurd Lifa and Wang Hongye, two female team members, to buy breakfast.

The old lady watched vigilantly the two foreigners, one tall and one short, and she relaxed after they paid the money, and persuaded them kindly:

"You two beauties, I advise you to buy a scarf to cover your face, and wear thicker clothes to cover your figure. In El Paso, gangsters and gangsters are everywhere, and your looks and figures will give you bring disaster.

Oh, by the way, the most important point is to buy a gun and put it in your pocket just in case, the cheapest second-hand one will do. "

The old lady showed her miniature automatic pistol hidden in her coin box, and said goodbye to the two strangers.

The hot dogs and French fries I bought were handed over to the team members. Except for a few grains of sand that were a bit gritty, they tasted surprisingly delicious.

"A kind old man, the locals are not all bad guys." Sigdrifa said.

"What did she show you when she opened the tin can?" Lodayev asked.

"gun."

Wang Hongye said with a smile: "The old man has not realized that it is the local street sneakers who should be afraid, not us outsiders."

Sigurd Lifa stroked the large-caliber shotgun hidden in the backpack:

"We're going to bring order to New Vegas, not with laws, but with other, more effective, immediate means."

(End of this chapter)