Wilderness Redemption Tour

"Damn, these guys are really haunting us." The frequent accidents made Arthur a little irritated.

"Things are a bit troublesome..." Dutch put away his relaxed attitude and threw away the cigar that he had just taken a few puffs of.

"Don't get entangled with them, our target is those documents." Dutch hid behind a pile of iron ore, poked his head out and fired while giving orders: "Micah must be near that company now, or maybe inside the factory. The three of us use these stones to cover each other and try to find Micah as quickly as possible."

On Milton's side, after being scolded by Cornwall, his financial sponsor, Milton brought Ross to the outskirts of Annesburg and met up with his men on the shore. When he was about to arrange for people to search on the spot, he suddenly heard a burst of fierce gunfire coming from the direction of the dock. He had just come from there and knew that only Cornwall's ship was docked at the dock, so he guessed that something must have happened to Cornwall's fleet.

Cornwall's tough style in the business field is well known, so he has offended countless people, but those people are smart and will never use such low-level revenge. Milton just thought about it and ruled out this possibility. If it is not a business matter... Milton immediately thought of a person's image-Dutch van der Linde. Yes, only Van der Linde, an unpredictable desperado, would be so reckless. Thinking of this, Milton immediately changed his mind and rushed back to the dock with his men.

After seeing the figure lying on the deck of the ship from afar, Milton's heart sank to the bottom of the valley instantly. The thing he least wanted to see happened. At this time, there were still sparse gunshots coming from the direction of the dock, but the shooting frequency was getting lower and lower. Thinking that the murderer was about to escape under his nose, Milton couldn't help but speed up. In a race against time, he arrived at the dock and saw Dutch and others who were about to leave to find Micah.

"Quick, shoot! Stop them! Don't let them run away!"

The moment he saw Dutch, Milton immediately ordered his men to fire indiscriminately to block Dutch and his men's retreat. While maintaining uninterrupted shooting, Milton led his men to slowly move towards the hiding place of Dutch and his men. While moving, he shouted in the direction of Dutch's hiding place: "Van der Linde, I didn't expect you to be so bold. It was the most wrong decision I made to show mercy to you. If you are such an ignorant and lawless guy like you, it would be a loss to this society if you let him live even for one more second. You'd better pray that I don't catch you alive, otherwise I will let you know what it means to be worse than death."

The fact that a detective who was originally law-abiding could make such a threat shows that his resentment towards Dutch has accumulated to a considerable depth.

With the ore pile blocking them, the attack of the Pinkerton detectives seemed fierce, but in fact, the threat level was just average. They just couldn't run away. It was still okay to retreat slowly. After Dutch was protected by Arthur and retreated to a ore pile further back, he replied in a steady voice and calm tone: "I'm sorry, Mr. Milton, I have to trouble you to clean up our mess again this time. But I think you should thank me. Cornwall was so mean to you just now. I killed him to vent your anger. I just don't know if you can get the subsequent labor fee after he dies."

"Instead of worrying about whether I can get the money, you should worry more about your own life. Attack, and catch him today at all costs!" Milton said the second half of the sentence to his men present.

At present, Lin Yan and others have retreated to the very edge of the ore pile on the dock. They have reached a point where they can no longer retreat. If they want to go back, they will be exposed to the guns of these Pinkerton detectives.

"What should we do, Dutch?" Arthur asked anxiously.

Although Dutch acted quite relaxed when chatting with Milton, he was actually more anxious than anyone else. There was no news from Micah, and he didn't even know if Micah succeeded. He was being held tightly by the Pinkerton detectives. Although they could hold out for a long time with the help of these bunkers, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great. It was basically impossible to counterattack, and it was even more difficult to break out. Even if Micah came to support them after completing his mission, it was unlikely that they could evacuate safely.

After thinking about it, Dutch felt that there was only one feasible solution.

"Does anyone of you have explosives?" Dutch asked.

Hearing this, Lin Yan reached into his space bag and took out a small bundle. "This is all I have."

Arthur also took out two sticks of dynamite from his bag, "I have two here too."

"Where's the wine? Is there any wine?" Dutch asked again.

Arthur spread his hands: "Sorry, I really don't have this."

Lin Yan had quite a lot of alcohol in his bag, including whiskey, brandy, gin, rum, and bootleg liquor, most of which he had looted from his enemies. He was afraid that taking out too much at once would scare Dutch, so he took out two bottles and tried to ask, "Are these enough?"

Two bottles of wine were obviously not enough for Daqi. At the same time, he also heard the implication of Lin Yan's words, that this kid could take out more, so he waved his hand and said, "Go on, take out whatever you have here."

"Ah? Take them all out?" Lin Yan was shocked. There were at least 40 or 50 bottles of various kinds of wine in his bag. He didn't feel bad about taking them all out, but he was mainly afraid of scaring the two of them.

Lin Yan's hesitation made Dutch mistakenly think that Lin Yan was reluctant to take out everything, so he held Lin Yan's shoulders and promised him earnestly: "Jamie, at this critical moment of life and death, don't think about saving, just take out whatever you have. I promise you, no matter how much I used from you today, I will double the amount when I go back."

Lin Yan waved his hands hurriedly and said, "That's not necessary..." After that, he bent down and began to put the wine in the bag onto the ground one bottle after another. He put seven bottles in a row before stopping.

"That's all I have here." After putting down the last bottle of wine, Lin Yan stood up and gave up his seat.

When Dutch asked about the wine bottles just now, Lin Yan had already thought that Dutch wanted to use the wine bottles to make Molotov cocktails, using the flames to distract the enemy's attention while blocking the enemy's sight, allowing them to evacuate safely. Therefore, Lin Yan took out strong liquor that is easy to burn. According to his calculations, nine Molotov cocktails are enough to deal with this situation.

"Very good." Dutch praised excitedly while looking at the wine bottles on the ground, then looked at Arthur: "Arthur, make these into Molotov cocktails, hurry up, leave the enemy to Jamie and me for now."