Wilderness Redemption Tour

"Mr. Brooke, we're leaving now." Arthur dismounted and walked to the cabin and greeted the owner.

The door opened, and a middle-aged white man with a big red nose on his cheek said in a muffled voice: "Go, but be careful not to sink my boat. I depend on it for my livelihood."

After saying that, the other party slammed the door again.

"Okay, let's go." After saying hello, Arthur waved and led the others towards the pier which couldn't be any smaller.

At the corner between the pier and the riverbank, there was a tattered looking boat. The wood used to build the boat was very thin, and there were even two traces of repairs on the bottom of the boat. Looking at this extremely low-end boat, Lin Yan was worried whether it could withstand the weight of four people. Even if it could, what about the six people on the way back?

"This boat... won't start leaking halfway through rowing..." Sadie expressed her concerns as she looked at the miserable state of the means of transportation they were riding.

"No." Arthur took the lead and stepped into the hold. "I also asked Mr. Bullock the same question. He patted his chest and assured me that this ship will definitely not leak, and the load capacity is completely fine."

With Lin Yan's help, Sadie boarded the boat and whispered, "He protects the boat, but who protects him..."

Arthur, who was the first to board the ship, was about to sit in the driving seat after checking the condition of the ship, but found that Charles had sat there before him.

"Let me row, and you just direct."

"Oh, you're so thoughtful, man." Arthur praised Charles jokingly, and then sat at the bow of the boat.

At around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, the river was steaming, and the floating island where the Xixika prison was located was looming in everyone's eyes. After Arthur sat firmly on the bow, he tried to identify the direction, then pointed in one direction and directed Charles who was rowing, "Row over there first."

Charles rowed the boat as he was told and looked at the mist on the river. He said happily, "The mist on the river is quite thick today. It seems that there will be no problem for us to land on the island smoothly."

"Don't be happy too soon, it's better to be cautious." Arthur raised the corners of his mouth when he said this, and he was obviously very satisfied with the current environment.

Under Arthur's command, Charles controlled the boat to change direction several times. After rowing for about twenty minutes, the four people's feet stepped on solid land again.

The place where they landed was overgrown with weeds, and it was obviously a wasteland that no one managed. The water plants that were more than one meter tall growing by the river almost perfectly covered the traces of the boat. After pulling the boat ashore, Arthur pointed to the palm-sized watchtower in the distance and said, "John and his men are working not far below that watchtower. We have to go there first, kill the guards on the tower, and then leave one person as a sniper, and the others will go to the fields to rescue people."

From the map, the Xixica Prison did not cover the entire island. The nameless island under Lin Yan's feet was actually composed of three unconnected pieces of land. The smallest piece was not mentioned for the time being. The Xixica Prison completely occupied the medium-sized island, and the largest island where Lin Yan and his team were standing was a wasteland reclaimed by the prisoners. Its area was about one-sixth the size of Saint Denis. The place where Lin Yan and his team landed was full of weeds, so Lin Yan deduced that the number of prisoners in this prison was not large.

There weren't many prisoners, so naturally there wouldn't be many guards to manage them. Lin Yan and the others followed Arthur and walked a few hundred meters toward the watchtower in the distance, without even leaving the wasteland, let alone seeing the guards on patrol.

After walking for a while, Arthur stopped, squatted on the ground, took out a telescope from his bag and began to observe the guards on the watchtower.

After watching for a while, he put down the telescope and said with a smile: "Oh, we can just rush over there. That guy's sight has never left the direction of the farmland. As long as we don't make too much noise, there will be no problem."

Then, Arthur looked at Charles. "Charles, I'll leave that guy to you."

"No problem." Charles agreed and touched the dagger at his waist.

The rescue team set out again. After leaving the wasteland, everyone subconsciously quickened their pace and ran all the way to the bottom of the watchtower without being noticed.

Charles kept walking, grabbing the wooden ladder leading to the top of the tower and climbing up silently like a hunter. Among the many gunmen in the Van der Linde Gang, Charles's size could be considered the first echelon. Looking at Charles, who was strong but flexible like a monkey, Lin Yan wondered how he could be so skilled and silent with his size. Could it be the blessing of his bloodline?

Not long after Charles disappeared from everyone's sight, there was a slight sound of a heavy object falling to the ground above them, and Charles' face appeared at the top of the wooden ladder. "It's done, come up."

Climbing up the watchtower, the farmland not far away appeared in everyone's sight. The large area of ​​land is still bare, and only a small piece of land has some greenery. A group of prisoners wearing prison uniforms and shackles on their hands and feet are working on the land under the supervision of prison guards.

Due to the distance, the prisoner's face could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, so Arthur took out the telescope again and observed the faces of the prisoners in the distance one by one.

As more and more people looked over, Arthur's face became more and more gloomy. It was not until he recognized the appearance of the last prisoner that he murmured to himself in disbelief: "How is this possible? They were clearly still here this morning. Could it be that they have noticed our purpose..."

"What? John and the others are not here?" Charles was surprised. He took out his monocular and asked Arthur, "Did you see it wrongly?"

Arthur rubbed his eyes, shook his head and raised the telescope again, "I hope I'm wrong."

Lin Yan climbed up the watchtower and walked around before looking at the farmland where the prisoners were working. After hearing Arthur's words, he and Charles took out their telescopes almost at the same time. After observing the prisoners working in the farmland separately, the three of them came to the same conclusion: John and Josiah were indeed not here.

"What should we do? We've come all the way here and killed the guards. We can't just go back like this, can we?" Sadie leaned on the wooden railing of the watchtower with both hands, staring at the prison wall in the distance, stamping her feet anxiously.

"How about we just break into the prison and rescue them?" Charles suggested.

"How do we get in?" Sadie pointed to the tightly closed prison gate: "The prison gate is closed, we can't get in at all."

"Ahem..." Lin Yan cleared his throat and interrupted the two people's discussion. "If... we capture a few hostages and exchange them with the people in the prison, do you think they will compromise?"