A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 137

"Did you hear that?! It's the sound of a machine gun!" Micah said with a laugh.

Mika laughed frantically, and continued:

"Arthur, now do you still think you have trapped me? Hahahaha, you are the one being surrounded. When the battle outside ends, you will be cornered soon!"

Arthur also heard the sound of machine gunfire outside the house. To be honest, although he believed Charlie, what if there was an accident?

The sound of machine gunfire outside made Arthur feel a little nervous for a moment.

Arthur understood that no matter what, he didn't have time to spend any more time with Micah here.

Arthur decisively threw the shotgun aside, then moved his hand to the gun bag on his waist. He looked at Micah seriously and said:

"Guess, before I'm desperate, will you survive to see me?"

"...You, you won't watch this kid die in front of you!" Micah replied gloomily. After he saw Arthur put down the shotgun, he suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

Arthur smiled and took a step forward.

"do not come."

Another step.

"I'm going to shoot." Micah's tone was very exciting.

Looking at Arthur who finally stopped, Micah quickly said:
"Arthur, how about we make a deal?"

"tell me the story."

"Let me leave. Listen, I won't say anything to you. I will let go of your lies. Outside, my people will kill your people soon, so you will still die in my hands in the end. inside."

"But if you agree to my deal, in this case, I can at least guarantee that I can let you die in front of this kid, Arthur." Micah's calculation was really good. Now he is trapped in the house, Even if his people win, he will probably die before Arthur.

This is not so much about giving Arthur a chance, but more about Micah wanting to save his own life.

However, just like Micah knew that Arthur would promise him.

Arthur also knows that he will indeed agree, because according to Micah's deal, Arthur can at least ensure that Kieran has a chance to survive. As for what will happen next, the result outside the house, no matter what, Arthur They will continue to resist in the house with Kieran.

Arthur replied briefly:
"can."

There was nothing to hesitate. Arthur decisively agreed to the deal proposed by Micah. Kieran saw that there was no movement. No matter which side won in the end, if Kieran died, then all this would be meaningless. .

After reaching a consensus, both people were on high alert. With Kieran in the middle as the center, the two slowly swapped positions. In the process, both people had countless opportunities to draw guns and shoot at each other. .

But Micah felt in his heart that he was already winning. He didn't want Arthur to die so happily, and Arthur was worried that Kieran would be accidentally injured, and he was not in a hurry to let Micah be buried with him, so he also There was no shooting of opportunity.

Finally, when Micah came to the door, he pushed open the door to freedom, turned back to Arthur and mocked:
"Hahaha, Arthur Morgan, I will definitely make your life worse than death..."

And just when Micah was about to step out, a long gun stretched out from outside, interrupting what Micah had not finished speaking, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his head, and finally he was pushed back mercilessly. Inside the house, the person holding the gun was none other than the bison who had finished the fight outside.

"Impossible...impossible!" Micah shouted in collapse.

He knew that if he fell into Arthur's hands, he would be dead.

"How could it be? It's all trash!..."

Besides hurling insults, what else can Micah do now?Begging for mercy?Haha, he will not beg for mercy.

Once again, he lost again.

The bison who controlled Micah was not careless. After taking off Micah's weapon, he still stared at Micah closely. Then he asked Arthur: "Boss, do you want to kill?"

Arthur had already put down the hanging Kieran. When the bison asked him, he was taking off his clothes, and then tore them into long strips, and then simply bandaged Kieran's wounds. It was done simply As for the treatment of the bison, Arthur picked up Kieran and rushed to find a doctor. As for the bison's question, Arthur only answered when he passed by him:
"Break his hands and then take him back alive. He can't die so easily!"

"You! Ah!——."

After saying that, Arthur left in a hurry, and the bison hit Micah in the mouth with a gun butt as he wanted to say something else.

Looking at Mika who was covering his mouth and vomiting blood on the ground, Bison said:

"Okay, I guess you won't cooperate with me. If the boss wants to live, then I will try my best to keep you alive. After all, I haven't done such a delicate job for a long time. When I was skinning..." the buffalo said Before he finished speaking, he hit Micah hard on the back of the head with the butt of the gun. Then the bison kicked Micah's hands with his feet, making them face each other and overlapping each other. Finally, the bison pressed the gun in his hand against Micah's head. Above Micah's hands—

"boom!"

After the gunshot, Micah woke up from the pain, but before he could scream, he was knocked unconscious by the bison again with the butt of the gun.

Then the bison grabbed his feet and dragged him out of the house like a dead dog.

……

When Arthur returned to Valentine with Kieran's horse, everyone in the town already knew the news that he had successfully wiped out an entire gang.

People lined the streets to welcome Arthur like a hero.

Unfortunately, Arthur was not in the mood to enjoy this now. He came to the clinic and put the unconscious Kieran on the bed. Old Nellie on the side saw Kieran injured like this and didn't know what to do for a moment. start.

After Nellie took off all the clothes that Arthur had simply bandaged, he looked at the shocking wounds on Kieran's body. After some inspection, he said to Arthur:

"The wounds from these soldering irons and cigarette butts are fine. The high temperature will not make the wounds infected, and the knife wounds are easy to treat. As for the wounds on the face, although they look terrible, they are not fatal. I think the worst It should be that he is currently suffering from severe blood loss. Regarding this..."

"Blood transfusion!" Arthur interrupted loudly as a matter of course.

Old Nellie was quite surprised when he heard Arthur say the word 'blood transfusion'. He nodded and continued:
"Of course, this is a method invented for women's postpartum blood loss, but as far as I know, this only has a 50% success rate. I must tell you in advance, I have never used this method, but I have it here. Brass syringe and catheter, it’s your choice, Arthur.”

Damn, after hearing this, Arthur remembered that blood has blood types. Today's medical technology has no way to distinguish blood types, so blood transfusions are like gambling. If you get the right type, you will live. If you get the wrong type, you will live. will die.

Arthur did not calculate the probability of Kieran dying, because it was meaningless. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and said to Nellie:

"Let's do it. Life or death matters. We can't just watch him die."

Soon, with Nellie's operation, the blood was drawn out through the brass syringe and flowed through the catheter into the container. At this time, Nellie opened his mouth and confirmed with Arthur again:
"There is only a 50% chance of surviving. Of course, you can actually try putting the blood of the two of you together to see if it can fuse. Of course, this thing is not accurate."

Arthur said:

"Don't talk about these useless things, and hurry up. There are other wounded people you need to deal with later."

"Okay, don't rush me."

……

After drawing the blood, Arthur did not stay there to watch over Kieran, because he still had a problem waiting for him to deal with in the office.

When Arthur returned to the office, Mrs. Morris was here, besides Marybeth, who was watching a dozing Morris.

Mrs. Morris looked at Arthur's disheveled appearance and did not ask, because she had already heard what Arthur was doing. She estimated that Arthur should have come directly after suppressing bandits. Alas, she didn't know what to do. What a worry-free husband.

But Mrs. Morris obviously knew more than the other townspeople outside. She stood up and asked Arthur:
"Mr. Callahan, how do you plan to deal with this trouble caused by my husband?"

(End of this chapter)