Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

134 Chapter 133, Escape
133,

Selling this kind of thing, if you do it for the first time, there will be countless times in the future.

Since the mayor of Barry can abandon the entire population of Armadillo Town and sell his guards to besieged to death, he can naturally abandon Cowboy Billy.

It's just that Dai Pingan didn't expect that the opponent's bullets would come so quickly.

The Chinese labor camp should have heard the gunshots here, but Dai Ping'an was not sure when he would be able to come over, and he would not pin his hopes on other people's support.

To be a man, you must rely on yourself,
to live, but also to rely on oneself,
Even if the cavalry who arrived could brave the night and launch a charge on the uneven grass full of holes regardless of the cost, they would only be live targets for Barry Town's spear.What's more, the innocent and stupid son of the uncle's family is still oozing blood, who knows how long it can last.

Therefore, whether the two can survive in the end depends on Dai Pingan himself.

Through the first shot, he had already judged that the gunman was located on the high ground 350 meters away to the east of them, and by the panicked glance when the second shot was shot, he also saw the mayor of Barry who did it himself, After all, Xibei, who looked similar to the other party, had just been shot in the leg by him.

But these are far from enough.

Because the mayor of Barry would move his position every time he fired a shot, and only a fool would foolishly stay where he was after he missed the target.

Moreover, Mayor Barry's hiding method is also excellent, sinking into the darkness like a drop of ink, so that Dai Pingan, who is lying in the grass, no matter how bright his eyes are, he still can't find the other side.

But every time Dai Ping'an raised his head slightly, there would be a numbness spreading from the back of his neck to the top of his head.It seems that as long as Dai Ping'an's head is higher, a bullet will lift the lid of his skull, and by the way, the soup inside will be stirred into a ball of mashed tofu with chili oil.

Condescending, Mayor Barry's muzzle was almost on Dai Pingan's forehead, and Dai Pingan was still nestling in the grass and searching hard.

A frightened nine-banded armadillo quickly crawled across the grass, and the next moment, Dai Pingan rushed out from its previous hiding place.

The armadillo's burrow was blown to pieces by the bullets. Among the blades of grass flying across, Dai Pingan, who flew to avoid the bullets, held the gun and threw himself heavily into the soil.

"thumping……"

Two consecutive shots were shot but no one was killed. For this shot, the mayor of Barry chose to change the position and moved the aiming place to his head.

It was only a little bit short, and his head would be blown all over the ground like a nine-banded armadillo's nest, and what Dai Ping'an wanted was exactly this feeling of life and death.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

The stimulation of life hanging by a thread made Dai Pingan's heart beat violently. This special experience close to death made Dai Pingan return to the deep ditch on the side of the St. Louis River.

close your eyes,
hold the rifle,

Let the body sink into the mud,

The clammy white mist fills the air again,
breathing gently,

Breathe in the cold air that smells of blood.

There was still a tearing pain inside the chest cavity, but what was more uncomfortable than the rubbing of the two lung lobes was the heart that was about to burst into the chest.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

Every strike is like thunder.

The natural fear of death, like a constantly shrinking fishing net, squeezed every nerve in Dai Pingan's body.More blood rushed to the top of his head, which made Dai Pingan's numb brain sharper, and made the depression caused by death more clear.

In the mist by the river, the invisible black muzzle,

In the cottage by the lake, the bullets in front of the eyes are golden,

And from the top of his head, a trace of murderous intent just swept past.

Following the breath of death back, searching step by step, a long barrel of a gun finally appeared in Dai Ping'an's mind 300 meters away.Along with the barrel, there is also a scope not much shorter than the barrel and Mayor Barry's cold eyes behind the lens.

found it.

Dai Pingan opened his eyes when the murderous intent passed over his head again.

get up,

Raise the gun,

The moment the mayor of Barry found him,
Dai Pingan pulled the trigger.

"thumping!"

Gunshots rang out, and the bullets from the head tore the collar on his shoulders.

Mayor Barry did not appear stiff as he had imagined, but pulled the trigger before him, so after the bullet shot out of the gun, Dai Pingan also rushed out.

The bullet of the bolt-action rifle was dodged without accident, but when the mayor of Barry raised his gun to aim again, Dai Pingan, who had rushed more than ten meters away, pulled the trigger again.

"thumping!"

The mayor of Barry rolled around subconsciously and hid in a stone to avoid it, but the bullet fired from the opposite side flew to nowhere.

"Crack!"

As the bolt was pulled up, the hot bullet casings popped out, and were knocked into the grass by Dai Pingan's flying body.When the trigger handle pushed the next bullet in the magazine back into the gun chamber, Dai Pingan aimed at the approximate location of Mayor Barry and pulled the trigger again.

"thumping!"

A wisp of smoke and dust rose one meter away from the mayor of Barry, but the mayor of Barry, who had already aimed at the target, still chose to lower his body to avoid it.

"thumping!"

I don't know where the bullet from this gun went.

The mayor of Barry only reacted at this time, but when he raised his gun to aim again, Dai Pingan had already rushed into a distance of 200 meters, and raised his gun to aim at him again.

This shot did not go off for a long time.

Even though he already knew that this might be another feint, the prudence in his bones required him to bend down, but the sound of threatening footsteps was getting closer, Mayor Barry, who was leaning against the cover, still raised the weapon in his hand,
turn around,

shot,
"thumping……"

Dai Pingan didn't even have time to pull the trigger.

The oncoming bullets tore through the air, pierced through the horizontal gun body of the bolt rifle, and hit Dai Pingan's vest like a sharp drill amidst the flying sawdust.

The strong impact made Dai Pingan's left arm, which was supporting the vest, make the sound of a branch snapping, and it hung down softly.The deformed warhead rubbed against the copper plate, changed its direction, stuck to the scalp, and scraped across Dai Ping'an's head abruptly.

Blood trickled down his forehead, slid across his face, and flowed into Dai Pingan's mouth and feet.If Mayor Barry still had the guts to set up a gun and aim at Dai Ping'an's head at this time, he would definitely be able to see a ferocious and vicious smiling face from the darkness.

It's a pity he didn't dare,
People who betray others are most afraid of death.

The bolt-action rifle was useless, but Dai Pingan had rushed to the distance where the pistol bullets could reach.It was also from this moment that the roles were reversed in this battle where one side sniped and suppressed the other.

Shaking off the rest of the rifle butt, the modified twenty-gun appeared in Dai Ping'an's hand, and then aimed at Mayor Barry, who had loaded the bullet and leaned out again, and pulled the trigger.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Sparks from the bullets splashed across the stones.

Mayor Barry hid quickly, but the height of the hillside gave him a condescending sniper advantage, but did not leave him room to turn around and escape.

Any part protruding from behind the stone has become a target for Dai Pingan to shoot, and the sound of the gun in Dai Pingan's hand is just like the rushing pace under his feet. Not only did it not stop, but it became more and more intensive.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

After throwing down the twenty rounds of empty bullets, he drew out the revolver stuck in his chest.

The unbearable pain in his left arm forced Dai Pingan to give up reloading. Fortunately, he was equipped with enough pistols, and the continuous bullets crushed Mayor Barry behind the stone, unable to lift his head.When he was about to rush forward, Dai Pingan even pulled out the shortened shotgun.

"Oh!"

The whole stone sprayed with a single shot was full of dust.

The cry of pain was depressing, but Dai Pingan could still hear it, and a long-barreled rifle that was too narrow fell to the side from behind the stone.

Because the shortened double-barreled shotgun is double-barreled, Dai Pingan pulled the other trigger.

There was another "bang", and the mayor of Barry, who was dying and trying to stick out with a different pistol, was completely blasted back.

Throwing away the shotgun with a hot muzzle, Dai Pingan, who had already rushed to him, took out the last gun on his body.

At a distance of five or six meters ahead, the sound of rapid breathing hiding behind the stone was already clearly audible, but the next moment, Dai Pingan heard the sound of the fuse burning.

"boom!"

As soon as the dynamite stick flew out, it was blown up in the air, and before the shot was fired, Dai Ping'an's men had already stepped aside, but the impact of the explosion still made him unsteady and rolled a long way.At the same time, a figure sprang out from behind the stone, and the explosives thrown out of his hand were still sparkling.

"Bah!"

As soon as the explosives were out of his hands, the mayor of Barry fell back clutching his shot shoulder, and the explosives that had almost burned to the end also slid a certain distance in the night sky before being caught by Dai Pingan's palm holding the gun. to the mouth.

With the sound of "呲呵", a wisp of white smoke floated from the corner of his mouth, but with just a little effort, the mayor of Barry, who was hiding behind the stone, had already taken the opportunity to crawl out and run out.

While running, he shot behind him. The flying bullets were not aimed, but he still blocked the pursuit from behind.Dai Ping'an could only watch helplessly as the mayor of Barry turned over the hill with his hands and feet, and then walked away amidst the sound of horseshoes.

It was at this moment that the blood that flowed from his shoulder fell into the soil from the barrel of the revolver hanging down, and along with the bleeding, there were two holes in his waist and thigh.

Dai Pingan blew up the explosives, and the mayor of Barry also hit Dai Pingan at the moment of the explosion.Rao Dai Ping'an was already prepared and escaped the critical point, but he was still shot three times in a row in the waist, thigh and shoulder.

Covered by the sound of explosions, the three shots showed no sign and were silent.

If it weren't for these three shots, or the one shot on the right shoulder, which made Dai Ping'an's right hand tremble so hard that he couldn't even pull the trigger, it would be impossible for Mayor Barry to leave alive tonight.

Is it a pity?
unfortunately,

It's a pity.

But time didn't leave Dai Pingan any regrets, and the distance behind him had already lit up a little bit of fire.

Accompanied by the flames, there were also loud sounds of horseshoes.

The gunshots here finally alarmed the cavalry guarding the Chinese labor camp, and they chased after them on horseback.And this was the fundamental reason why Mayor Barry chose to turn around and run away instead of turning around and shooting a few more shots at Dai Pingan, who was no longer able to aim.

The dark night and the soft ground restricted the speed of the cavalry, but they would still arrive here in a few minutes, but this was not good news for Dai Pingan.

He stuffed the blood-soaked revolver into the holster, then dug it into the wounds on his waist and thigh with his barely functioning right hand, and dug out the bullet head after searching.

When all this was done, Dai Pingan, who didn't make a sound, was already limp on the ground, and he forcibly bit off a piece of the explosives he was biting.With every move he made, the bullet in his shoulder twisted and twisted like a threaded nail, but he still supported the ground with his hands, and stood upright facing the cavalrymen who were rushing towards him.

(End of this chapter)