Red Dead Redemption Dawn

"Red Dead Redemption Dawn(!

It was already 5:30 in the afternoon when the two came to the place where the last conflict occurred.

The traces of the battle were obvious, and the trees were full of bullet holes.

From this battlefield alone, it is difficult to see that it is a fight between one person and a group of people.

The battle ended around ten o'clock, and it's almost six o'clock now.

"What else can you see?" John asked, looking at Brot.

"According to the clues they gave, the man's left hand was injured. But it doesn't look like one person can cause such damage here." Brot squatted down and stroked the dark red soil soaked in blood.

"What else can you see?" John held up his flashlight to illuminate him.

The dusk light passed through the forest and could no longer see some nuances.

"You can only see the general direction they are tracking, and they started to follow the past here." Brot pointed to the direction of ten o'clock and said.

"The flowers and plants here have been trampled on a lot, and there are some traces of blood." Brot squinted and observed carefully.

"Well, let's look in this direction." John turned off the flashlight and chased after the trampled marks.

"John, take out the gun, the jungle at night is very dangerous, especially this kind of jungle that has no way to go." Brott looked at John and reminded.

John glanced at Brot, who already had a short tube in his hand.

Seeing this, John took out a pistol in his right hand and held it in his hand.

Brott and John followed the trail to the depths of the jungle, and John felt that the two should have advanced for half an hour. The sky has begun to darken.

Then the light of the flashlight, Brot stopped not far away.

"They just got here and lost track of him."

"Do you have any way of identifying these marks?" John asked, looking around, already hearing some howling wolves.

"John, I should find a shelter nearby now, it's too dangerous here at night. We could be attacked by wild beasts at any time, and the temperature here will plummet at night, if we can't find a suitable shelter lock within an hour , then we don't have the experience to find the target at all. Trust me, in three hours you'll be desperate because of the temperature here." Brotter wasn't searching at all but seriously suggested John to find a place to spend the night.

He did feel the temperature difference here, but his own physical strength could certainly allow him to do things that normal people couldn't do, but Brot couldn't.

"Okay, look where you can rest, we'll stop tonight. But don't go too far here." John looked around, there were bushes here, big trees and boulders blocked the sight of human beings, if there was no Brot Leading the way can't tell the direction in this dense forest at all.

"You won't regret this decision." Brott breathed a sigh of relief, really afraid that John would insist on going after him.

The temperature difference in such a humid jungle night is staggering.

It took only twenty minutes for Brot to find a suitable place, and the two practiced their hands to build a temporary shelter that could shelter from the wind and rain. A makeshift wooden stand was erected on the back of a leeward stone, piled with branches and collected dead leaves and fresh twigs.

Brot shot a pheasant for dinner with a bow and arrow, while John brought out wine and canned beef.

The two also collected the wood they needed for the night.

"You don't look like you're here for the bounty." It was half past seven after all this work, and it was already dark in the middle of the forest, Brot said casually as he roasted a turkey and drank John's wine.

"Why do you think so?" John asked.

"You have six or seven subordinates. If it's just for the bounty, you shouldn't be the only one here, but also with a woman who doesn't seem to be very smart. You don't come for the bounty. You know the people he killed. ?" Brot said to himself.

"Well." John certainly won't talk much.

Seeing this, Brot did not continue this topic.

"Are you confident you'll find him?" John asked Brott, who was concentrating on roasting a turkey.

"It should be possible. If people pass through this kind of dense forest, they always leave traces, and the traces of humans are very obvious. The traces left by humans and animals are very different. It is not difficult for me to distinguish them." Brott picked up the turkey. Check to see if it's cooked.

"That's good." John nodded and took out his cigarette again, lit it up and started smoking.

The temperature at night did drop drastically, and even if John was next to the fire, he felt that there was a big difference from the temperature around five o'clock.

"What is that?" With his extraordinary night vision, John saw animals walking towards the two not far from the camp. The movement is not fast, but a pair of bright eyes are still obvious.

"What?" Hearing something, Brot nervously picked up the short tube at hand.

"It seems to be heading towards us over there." John pointed.

It's getting closer.

"Ah~ it's a jungle deer. It looks like it's injured." Brott said uncertainly, looking at the approaching animal.

Just as the two were discussing, a wolf howl suddenly came from a distance.

"damn it!"

John drew his guns.

However, the little deer limped towards the camp of the two.

"The wolves chase it again, we have to drive it away or get rid of it." Brott said, and picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, ready to shoot the arrow with the bow.

"Wait first." John stopped Brot, who was about to shoot Xiaolu, and he watched the deer come thirty meters away from him.

The deer seemed to know that the firelight could drive away the wolves, but the two people standing in front of the firelight made it not dare to get too close.

But the howling of the wolf behind him made it approach the fire in fear.

Gradually, the deer came to the range of ten meters between the two, and the distance was still getting closer.

"The wolves are chasing it," Brott reminded.

"They dare not approach the camp, there is fire here." John rejected Brot's proposal.

In this way, the next road limped to a distance of about three meters between the two of them, stopped, and then sat cross-legged.

"Did it get bitten by a wolf?" John looked towards the fawn's hind legs uncertainly.

"Impossible, if it gets bitten, it can't get out of the wolves' encirclement." Brot put down the long worker and shook his head in denial.

"No!" John took a closer look. The wound on the hind leg of the deer seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade. The wound was not deep, but very shallow. This is why it can survive until now.

"It was cut by a dagger, and stones or branches can't make such a neat wound." Brott also said with certainty after looking at it carefully.

Then John looked at Brot thoughtfully and asked his own question, "Who would slash its calf with a dagger and not let it die immediately?"

Brot also pondered for a while, and then the two of them both spoke at the same time.

"A wounded and hunted man!"

"He's raising suspicions." Brot said suddenly excitedly.

"He's probably around here, and he traded that for some time off."

"But it's night, it's too dangerous to go to him." Brot seemed to remember this time again.

"You stay here, I'll go out." John picked up the flashlight and got up to leave.

"John, he's dangerous, and it's night," Brott reminded, frowning.

"I understand, so don't leave here if you hear any sound, protect yourself." John walked to the camp gate and turned back to him.

John, on the other hand, turned off the flashlight when he went out. His vision at night was similar to that of an ordinary person after dusk, so he could travel through the forest without a torch.

He began to search for Derek's possible foothold~www.NovelMTL.com~, but when he walked more than 100 meters, a wolf appeared in front of him and was staring at him.

John looked at the guy in front of the forty or fifty pounds and didn't move, but looked around. When a wolf appeared in front of you and blocked your way, it meant that you were surrounded by them.

At a glance, John saw at least four Timberwolves of the same size around.

"Fake!"

John put away the gun after the swearing. He didn't want to scare away Derek, who was close at hand, because of the sound of gunfire, so John took out another one from his backpack. Not long ago, he had made a steel Nepalese gun. machete.

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