Red Dead Redemption Dawn

Time passed quickly, three days passed in a blink of an eye, and the sufficient food and supplies made everyone in the gang live well.

At least they won't be chased around like a few days ago, and don't have to worry about it at night.

John went to see Marston, who was still injured, as usual, but did not expect Arthur to be here.

"Hey Arthur." John greeted.

"Hey." Arthur nodded. Then asked about Marston's injury.

"I always make a mess, Orville has checked and he said I need a week or two more," Marston retorted the pastor.

"Then you can rest assured and take care of your injuries. The gang doesn't have many big things to worry about," Arthur said after taking the cigarette that John handed over.

When the door was pushed open, Dutch said with a roll of maps in his hand, "Oh, Arthur, so you're here, Mr. Wicker."

"What?" Arthur asked.

"Today the train will pass through the Hundred Flowers Tunnel below at four o'clock in the afternoon." Dutch continued to tell

"We have to go there to prepare in advance. According to Colm's clues, there is a batch of very valuable things."

"Do we have enough people?" Marston wanted to get up immediately after hearing it, and the wound on his leg was affected, causing him to snort twice.

"Lie down, child. This is just an ordinary operation, and you don't need to be dispatched. You need to heal the injury first." Dutch said softly after letting Marston lie down.

"Sorry, Dutch, I always make a mess of myself." Marston said angrily.

"Don't worry kid, our situation is improving. When you recover from your injury, I will plan a big vote, and then we will be able to leave this place together." Dutch drew a big cake to Marston.

Then the door opened again, and Abigail came in.

"Jack wants to see you," Abigail said to Marston.

"What's there to see? Look at my pain and bandages? I don't want to see him right now." Marston looked at Abigail and didn't know why, maybe he was embarrassed and hated being seen by his son, Or maybe you don't want to lose face in front of outsiders.

He refused Jack to stay here.

"He just wants to see you, so can't you say something nice to him?" Abigail said angrily to Marston lying on the bed, pulling little Jack.

Little Jack hides behind Abigail, he doesn't understand why his father and mother keep arguing when they meet.

"See you now? Take him back to the living room, I don't want to talk now." Marston's tone was still tough.

"You really are a bad bastard!" Abigail said angrily to Marston and took Jack out of the room.

"Abigail, this guy Marston is a big bastard, we all know that." Dutch said calmly to Abigail who was leaving.

"You should treat them better." John glanced at Abigail who was leaving and turned to Marston.

Marston shook his head, then lay on the pillow, wondering what he was thinking.

"You have a good rest. Arthur, let's go out, everyone else is waiting." Dutch greeted Arthur to leave here.

"You have a good rest." John followed the trend and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Hosea standing in front of Dutch angrily.

"This is different from what we discussed earlier. You agreed to the plan we made earlier. You shouldn't." Hosea said angrily to Dutch.

"That's the right way, we're short on money, we can't do anything without it. And there's probably a lot of cash on that train, and Colm is always so well-informed. As long as we can get enough money, then we Once we're on our feet, we'll be able to plan one last time. I'll lead everyone where we want to go and live the life we ​​all want to live," Dutch said as he walked out of the house and turned back to Hosea.

"Hosea, but what we need most right now is money, and that's exactly what we don't have right now. We need money."

"But we've got enough trouble now that Pinkerton detectives are still following us, and if we get this Cornwall entrepreneur again, we're going to be in a much tougher place. He shouldn't be We're going to provoke people." Hosea still disagreed with Dutch's idea.

In these two days of planning, Hosea directly rejected Dutch's plan to **** the train, especially after knowing that the train belonged to Cornwall.

"Is there anything special about Cornwall?" Arthur looked at Hosea with a determined face, and he was a little curious about Cornwall's identity.

"He's an entrepreneur, he's involved in a wide variety of fields, railways, mines, oil, transport, factories, cargo ships, economic stocks. You don't know who the mayor of Saint Denis is, but you don't know Cornwall. ' Hosea explained, looking at Arthur.

"Haha~ Listening to you, our friend Cornwall has a lot to share with us, Arthur, get on the horse!" Instead, Dutch smiled and said to Hosea.

In this regard, Arthur also thinks that Dutch is right. The objects of their robbery and theft are these rich people, who have wealth and cash that the poor do not have.

And the source of their funds is basically with the blood and tears of the poor.

Arthur didn't think it would be much psychological burden to rob these people.

"You can't do this! Dutch, you will bring us into another huge trouble by doing this. Cornwall has never been a good person." Hosea looked at Dutch and others who had already boarded the horse and finally spoke up.

"That's right, neither are we!" Dutch ignored Hosea's words and asked everyone to follow him to pick up the train that would pass here at four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Dutch!" Hosea looked at the horse team and shouted at the end, but Dutch, who had made up his mind, had no intention of responding at all.

Hosea watched anxiously as all the gang members disappeared from view.

And John also stood at the camp and watched the group leave.

Charles' hand will take longer to recover than he expected.

So he did not participate in the operation this time, he stayed at the camp with Pearson, Jenny, Uncle, Hosea, and John.

Hosea watched the six disappear from view, and his face was filled with sadness.

"I don't think you need to worry about them. There aren't many guards on the train, and Arthur Micah is a top gunman with the originally designed explosives. They will definitely succeed." A crisp and pleasant voice came from the side.

Hosea turned his head, and John bit his cigarette and watched the disappearing procession.

"I'm not worried about this at all. He shouldn't have organized this operation." Hosea said in a bad tone.

"Why not? Like Dutch said, you need money now, and that train has what you need." John shook his head and retorted for Dutch.

"Mr. Wake, you don't know our business at all. We have our own plans and plans. Many things are planned, and there is no such thing in the plan." Hosea looked at John, and then said worriedly arrive.

"Well, you're right, I really don't know your plan." John nodded in agreement with Hosea.

"Since Dutch's decision has been irreversible, I think it's better for you to hope that they don't have an accident."

John left after speaking.

And Hosea walked into his room with a slightly gray expression.

As he walked, he looked back at John's back.

Hosea's eyes flashed with confusion, but only for a moment.