Chapter 3 Don't Rob the Cornish Train

"So how do we embrace civilization? Oh, Middach. Entering civilization as one of our most wanted men means hanging. Oh, I don't understand, your idea is quite different from the way it was before!"

Hosea did not understand, he frowned and asked Dutch, his tone with a hopeful color.

"Hosea, Hosea, you are really out of date now, my old fellow!" Dutch's face was full of teasing smiles. He looked at Arthur and the Callander brothers, who had gathered around him, and beckoned.

"Come and listen, children, we are going to embrace civilization and not use your walnut-sized brains to think!"

First of all, Hosea, I want to ask you, do you know what we need if we want to survive, if we really want to live in safety and security?"

"Money? Money to spend?" Hosea frowned, not quite understanding.

In his mind, only an inexhaustible amount of money can guarantee their survival.

No more robberies for money, and no more appearances with Detective Pinkerton for money.

Arthur and the Callander brothers nodded, also with deep appreciation.

"Money? Oh no, your ideas are still too backward, Hosea!" Dutch shook his head, frustration on his face.

"What is that? Midach." Hosea pressed, eager to know. Because in this way, people in the gang can get a secure life.

Now everyone wants to have a secure life, which is what Arthur's diary records.

"What we need to survive is the fist, Hosea, the barrel of the gun!" Dutch's face dropped, he clenched his fist, and his eyes scanned the faces of the four men with serious expressions.

"Hosea, money can't buy freedom, money can't buy security, they can send soldiers to destroy our gangs at any time, and then all our money will be theirs." Guns are different, Hosea. If we had an army of 100,000 men, I don't think anyone in the whole of America would dare to stand against our will!

So, Hosea, what I'm thinking is, when we get down here, we develop weapons, we get into the arms business!

You have to know that the world is constantly at war, want to war, you must have weapons and equipment, so ammunition is certainly not worried about selling! We could secretly set up arms bases, sell them overseas, even set up our own security company, even the army! If we have 100,000 soldiers, then every one of us in America is a good, law-abiding citizen.

Because anyone who doesn't let us be good citizens, we've already killed! Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Hosea? Arthur? David and Mike? And just as it happens, I've heard of a place called Guama that would be just right for us to make arms on." Dutch smiled, in a particularly charming way.

"I have a plan!

Dutch, once the glorious leader, seemed to reappear before their eyes.

This can't help but fill them with a sense of trust.

Even if they didn't understand anything and still don't know Dutch's plan, this still can't stop their inner shock.

"Oh, of course, before that, let's find trouble with Colm! Arthur!"

Darky looked at several poro God's personnel, and interrupted their confusion.

Hosea quickly asked, "Dutch, oh Dutch, the bright future you say I may not see in my life, but I still want to ask you about your plan, I don't want these kids to go..."

"Wait till we get back, Hosea. The road is one step at a time, and the road now is to destroy Colm's stronghold, or even capture Colm."

Darky waved his hand, although he already had a specific plan, but still need a little bit of everything to give Unicom.

But Kieran's gone and he's gone.

As for the Cornish train? It's a hole he's never gonna jump into again.

"Arthur, Mike, David, let's go!

Dutch opened the door and walked out, Hosea following with a look of indecision.

He was old, he wanted security, and Dutch's plan was big and empty, making it feel more like a scam.

But even when it's a scam, he always stands firmly behind his old buddy, even when he disagrees, doesn't he?

A team of horses driving in the snow-covered mountains, towards the game's established plot location ran past.

Dutch led the way on his horse, too snowy to talk, but even so Arthur followed him and asked him what he was going to do.

"Hey, Dutch, that plan you just said, is that really what we're going to do?" Arthur asked aloud, riding his horse.

In the early stages of the game, Arthur does not question Dutch, and once Arthur asks a lot of questions, Dutch will ask him why he does not believe in himself. Then Arthur hurriedly said he believed it.

It can be said that even after the Blackwater robbery, Arthur has only loyal submission to Dutch, and even opposes Hosea's idea for this.

And now, after Dutch was shot three times in an effort to cover the back of the camp, Arthur's adoration and respect for Dutch has reached a new level.

Not just Arthur, but the whole camp's attitude toward Dutch has risen to another level, almost like god worship, especially Arthur, John, Mike and David and Jenny.

Except for Micah, of course, and oh, Sean, who was knocked unconscious and kidnapped by Detective Pinkerton right after the Blackwater robbery began.

Dutch wasn't worried, though, because Trelawney would take care of Sean's problems at the horseshoe. And Micah will be publicly executed after this fight against the Odrisco Gang!

Dutch rode the Count at the head of the line, and no one dared go further than him, because it was a sign of status, never before, never again, especially after Dutch had been shot three times for the gang.

"Arthur, my plan must be foolproof this time, or, in spite of the difficulties, we must try it.

We're wanted, son. It's impossible for wanted criminals to live out their old age in peace, and you don't want to be put in jail by a bunch of violent Pinkerton detectives and suffer at the hands of creepy gerontophilic freaks when we're old and sick, do you?"

Dutch laughed as he rode his horse.

It was the first time he had ridden a horse in two lifetimes, and although it felt strange, it hurt a little, to be honest, but Dutch's body was used to the feeling, so he didn't feel bad.

Arthur laughed at Dutch's words, and so did David, who was next to Arthur.

"Arthur, I know you don't want to, because you're not Bill, and only Bill's big ass would like that, don't you, Bill?"

"Fark! David, did I piss you off? You can never expect me to help you again! You fool!" Bill broke into an outburst of abuse.

"Ha ha ha! Let's cheer! Our beautiful time is coming!"

Dutch laughed. He looked like Dutch wasn't dead.

If he didn't actually have a plan in mind, he would probably wonder if he was the real Dutch.

But I guess Dutch has a plan, too?

Only Micah: "Oh, Dutch, my favorite father, you know, that money in Blackwater made us feel safe..."

Nobody cares about him because he's the fastest runner in Blackwater.