Wilderness Redemption Tour

"Seamus?" Hosea, who was sitting next to Arthur, perked up when he heard this and complained, "The things sold by this unscrupulous merchant are extremely expensive. If it were me, I would rather not buy anything than let him take all the money."

Lin Yan laughed: "It's not like I always buy from him. It's a special period, so I'll lose a little bit."

"Well...that's true." Hosea nodded in agreement.

"How much have you got?" asked Arthur.

"Only thirty." Lin Yan took out a bundle of explosives from his space bag and said, "I probably won't need these during the operation, so I just thought about it and decided to give them all to you. Your side is relatively dangerous, so the more weapons you have, the better."

"Thank you for your hard work, kid." Hosea nudged Arthur's waist with his elbow, motioning him to take it. "With these explosives, I think we're not going to risk our lives, but to have a ride."

"Thanks, brother." Seeing that Lin Yan had helped him solve the firepower problem, Arthur looked at him with gratitude. Just like Hosea said, just feeling the weight of these paper rolls made him feel more at ease.

It was the first time that Lin Yan heard Arthur call him that, and he felt warm inside. He touched the back of his head and chuckled, "Why thank me? We are all family, it's my duty, it's my duty."

After Arthur took the explosives, Lin Yan looked at Hosea, who was sitting next to him. The color of the vigorous old cowboy was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, first light red, then orange, and finally the same bright yellow as Arthur's body. This also means that Hosea, the "bait", is no longer in danger of life in the next operation, and at most he is injured.

This result was also beyond Lin Yan's expectations. He thought that his action would at most reduce the color of Hosea's body to orange, which means "severely injured, life-threatening". However, he did not expect that just a few simple bundles of explosives could pull Hosea back from the brink of death.

The problem with Hosea has been solved, and the next thing to deal with is Lenny.

Speaking of which, this pair of master and disciple really have a destiny. Hosea was obviously in danger, so it was reasonable for him to get into trouble. But the other people who acted with Lenny were obviously fine, but he was the only one who got into trouble. Lin Yan didn't believe that this was not deliberately arranged by the screenwriter.

So in the original plot, both of them died in this mission... Lenny is a character with a low presence in the gang, so what's the point of writing Hosea to death? So the gang's brain trust is gone? Is this considered sacrificing the self for the greater good? Isn't this a bit of a cliché?

Although outsiders may think that kind of happy family ending is less artistic, as one of the parties involved, Lin Yan still hopes that everyone can come back intact.

Since Arthur and Hosea had to go into the city to discuss with Dutch Josiah the specific details of how to lure the large police force into the trap, they drove ahead in their carriage, leaving only Lin Yan and his group responsible for robbing the bank, and four other "female generals" including Sadie, who were on sentry duty and attracting firepower.

Now, as long as Lin Yan keeps an eye on Lenny and ensures that he is within his rescue range in the next mission, there should be no problem.

So Lin Yan found Charles and asked him to switch places with him during the operation. The honest and simple Charles agreed without saying anything, but he still said that it would be better to inform Daqi when he saw him later. It was not a big deal and Daqi should not care.

After solving the position problem, Lin Yan controlled his mount and walked side by side with Lenny from the second half of the journey. Who knows when the danger will come? It is always a good thing to be alert.

After Arthur drove away, there were still about a dozen people left. So many people entering the city at the same time would definitely attract other people's attention. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, the remaining people were divided into three groups again, and all of them entered Saint Denis smoothly before three o'clock in the afternoon.

After entering the city, Lin Yan and his group went straight to Royal Street where the Lemoyne National Bank was located, and then sat down in a tavern diagonally opposite the bank.

The pub owner who was dozing with his chin resting on the bar did not expect that so many customers would come into the store before evening. He immediately became energetic and hurriedly put out wine glasses to greet the guests.

The others were not polite either, you ordered whiskey, I ordered brandy, and we each took up our glasses and drank. Before the mission began, Dutch did not stop everyone from drinking, and it was just a small cup, which was simply child's play for people who usually had a few drinks. Everyone drank while waiting here, which would not attract attention, and they could clearly see the movements in front of the bank and on the street. There was simply no better base for action than here.

After waiting in the tavern for about half an hour and finishing three plates of almonds provided by the tavern owner, Dutch's figure riding slowly on a horse came into the sight of everyone present.

Dutch had been here before when he was investigating the tram station, so he knew exactly where to observe the bank's movements. As soon as he saw the horse at the door of the tavern, he ran straight over here.

The people who had been waiting for a long time pushed the door open and walked out, meeting Dutch in front of the tavern.

"Dutch, is everything arranged? When do we start?" Bill was the most anxious one among everyone.

Dutch took a cigar out of his pocket without any hurry, lit it and took a puff, then said with a smile: "Everything is arranged, now we just need to wait for Josiah's signal."

"Will there be any more problems?" John was a little worried as he looked at the magnificent and magnificent two-story building not far away. In terms of luxury, the bank in front of them was the biggest deal they had made so far.

Dutch blew a puff of smoke at him and teased, "What's wrong, John? Where's all your confidence?"

"I'm just worried that something unexpected might happen again, just like what happened in Blackwater Town..." John hesitated to speak.

"Enough!" Dutch's face darkened instantly when he heard about Blackwater Town. "What I hate most right now is the word 'accident'! We will go in and get the money when we receive the signal, and then leave immediately after getting the money. It's that simple, do you understand? There will be no more accidents!"

John was scolded so badly that he dared not say a word. At this moment, a burst of hurried police whistles were faintly heard from a few streets away, followed by several clearer police whistles sounded in the streets closer to Lin Yan and his friends. The whistles came from far away and then from near to far, like waves, conveying some information.