Chapter 183 Red Ocher Past

“It was 2029, and Red Ocher was active in Texas, because there were many young people, and Adecado was still at its peak at that time, and its activities were very radical.

Cedric, Hector and Bowen were three people who participated in the robbery in the same period.

The wolves once invited them, but they rejected them.

Cedric has a bad temper, Bowen provides advice, and the two kill people like crazy. Hector has a very stable temperament and basically doesn't focus on killing people, but pays more attention to the mission goals. "

Beside the fire, Neville watched the flames and told their story.

“In general, Cedric was the best at fighting and killed the most people, and from what he said, he was quite happy to kill people at the time.

Bowen is the most insidious, and he will only take action to deal with the endgame after the fight is almost over. Hector always only keeps his eyes on the target, and he will not kill any unnecessary people.

As the work the three of them did became bigger and bigger, the prosthetics they wore became more and more powerful. Finally, they couldn't stand the junk prosthetics sold on the black market.

Bowen acquired the Ice Pick Golem in Mexico City, and the three of them targeted several company employees-but Hector felt that they shouldn't do that deal.

So one dark and stormy night, they robbed a company employee - I heard it was a tourist bus.

The ice pick broke through the unlucky guy's prosthetic system, and Hector had a disagreement with the other two: He just wanted to collect some ransom as entrusted.

Bowen encouraged Cedric to dismantle the guy's prosthetic body.

It was that time that the company noticed these three young people, who were becoming more and more famous. "

David on the side listened with rapt attention.

He had been there when Cedric died, and it was the first time he had seen such a strong emotional impact.

He was curious about the wanderer's story.

"With the new prosthetic body, Cedric became more and more powerful, and once even killed more than thirty drug dealers in the Bad Land by himself.

People are spreading rumors that there is a one-eyed butcher on the border who kills people just for the sake of killing people.

But since I can remember, I have never heard Cedric mention this matter until a few days ago, when he told me the truth:

The big reason why he has this name is Bowen, who has been helping him sell those murderous combat Mewtwos.

This was what he found out later. Bowen not only helped him buy prosthetics every time he went to the city, but also installed backdoors on the prostheses. The money from Chaomeng's sales was used to go to some custom places.

But in short, during this period, there were many conflicts between the company and Adecado, and the old patriarch died unfortunately.

And in the end, Hector was chosen as the patriarch - Cedric didn't understand at that time why he didn't choose himself, who was more famous.

So he wanted to do a big deal - Bowen found him this big job, robbing a valuable company fleet.

It is said that that cart of goods is worth three to four million euros. They are all brand-new goods. If you grab them once, you will eat them for a year.

With such a lucrative job, how could there be any reason not to do it? The young and energetic Cedric, with a large number of people who agreed with his leadership of the tribe, almost split the tribe, and planned the attack on his own. "

A typical wandering story--it sounds like this.

David asked, "Did they succeed?"

Neville shook his head: "No, this is a trap. Bowen was caught by company employees in the city and was willing to betray the tribe.

Do you still remember the first company employee they snatched? This is where their friends come seeking revenge.

All the people Cedric took were dead. He went crazy and killed everyone. He opened the carriage of the transport team, but it was full of garbage.

When he returned to the tribe, Bowen attacked him and burned down the camp - if Hector hadn't rushed to the scene with his people, all the remaining people would have been sold to human smugglers. "

Neville added some fuel and turned on the recorder on the table.

"This is the audio he left behind."

"I was too young at that time, I didn't understand what the old patriarch said, I was very angry, I didn't understand, why not me?

For the sake of the tribe, I killed so many people and robbed so many convoys. Every smuggler knew my name, and drug dealers would be frightened when they heard my name.

I was addicted to this pleasure, to the way they shivered, and to the feeling of driving bullets into the enemy's brain, chest, or any other part.

The old patriarch saw me right, I am a fool, and I am just like that bastard Bowen at heart.

I despise Adecado's creed of not killing casually, just as Bowen despises the customs of our tribe.

At that time, I thought that he and I would be brothers on the same road. Since Red Ocher didn’t recognize me, I would go out and do it myself.

But Bowen was a bastard among bastards, and he thought more: As early as when we first separated, he wanted to dominate the tribe.

He was the one making all the money, so what happened to two bitches?

I hit him, I should have found out then, I. I should have found out. "

"Neville, to be honest, I always thought you were too honest a boy, you just read those books all day long until...

You may have forgotten that when we were in Reno, you told me that this knowledge could help the tribe find water——

I suddenly thought of Hector from before, but what about me? From the beginning to the end, Bowen and I are the same kind of people, the same kind of idiots, and the same kind of scum.

I thought that having a strong gun would solve all the problems. If I couldn't kill one person, I would kill two. If I didn't have enough, I would grab something. But in fact, they were all excuses. I was just addicted to that feeling!

But where do I stand in saying this? I just wish. I just wish. Fuck! I'm just comforting myself!

Damn, damn, damn! I'm fucking crazy again, crazy enough to kill people, and now I'm lying here like a loser—

Click. "

Playback is over.

People were a little silent in what was originally a joyful gathering, leaving only the sound of burning flames.

Neville poked at the fire and picked up a bottle of wine from the table.

“Even though he always says this, he doesn’t cross the line like Rantokai did.

Of course, I am not qualified to forgive him on behalf of those victims.

But as a tribe, we are here to see him off on his last journey. Whether it is to heaven or hell, we have to walk the rest of the way on our own. "

Alcohol was slowly sprinkled on the fire, and the flames burned brightly.

People were thoughtful, each had their own thoughts, they all raised their glasses gently, and then drank the bitter beer.

This is actually not just a homeless problem.

A stressful living environment is like sea water, and people are victims of falling into the water.

He struggled hard again and again, just to cross the sea and breathe two breaths of fresh air.

People will always be addicted to the refreshing feeling of breaking through the water again and again. Over time, people seem to grab whatever they can for a breath or two of air.

Violence is the easiest method to think of, but the result of endless violence is likely to be an irreparable tragedy.

And once they want to use other means to solve their predicament, they may be played around by those companies like Hector.

These problems are like balls of yarn wrapped together, mixed together, blocking people's heads and blocking their way to their ideal life.

The way out is like the shore that can never be seen, making people wonder if there is such a thing at all.

Jack put down the synthetic steak in his hand: "I want to go home."

Lear said: "It's almost time. You can go back the day after tomorrow morning at the latest - remember Mrs. Wells asked you not to join a gang?"

"Yeah, I might have been like this before."

V jumped off the demon lizard: "This story is really full of ups and downs.

I have actually seen a lot of people who sound good on their lips, but in fact have long been addicted to violence.

However, some people who indulge in violence may not be direct perpetrators. "

Lear nodded with deep understanding: "That's true, but in Night City, most people will personally participate in this process."

"Like us? Do you think we count like this?"

"Of course not, uh. It seems a bit absolute to say this, but as long as the homeless people are getting better, we shouldn't count it, right?"

V secretly glanced at Lear who was deep in thought.

Coming from a street background, what other means of survival do she have besides violence?

However, methods other than violence are indeed very attractive.

She just doesn't want to be like those people, so she always works alone, but without the adventure in Atlanta, where would she be?

V poked Lear: "Anyway, I'm used to using violence. You'd better grasp the direction, otherwise all the sins we have done will be on you."

"Okay, okay, I'm just an external brain, I'll think about things, don't worry about it."

"Huh? Why are you going?"

Lear waved his hand and walked towards the scrap pile——

"Do what the external brain does."

[Unstable energy is about to explode]

[Countdown: 48 hours]

Thanks to the fisherman Never Sleeping for the 10,000 starting coin reward (well, I owe another chapter, currently I owe six chapters),

Book friend 20230503174703346’s reward of 1,500 starting coins, Qing Shi’s reward of 1,200 starting coins, Bright Ziyan’s reward of 500 starting coins, Toast’s reward of 500 starting coins, Huanyue Demon’s reward of 500 starting coins, MRXI 100 starting coins for Procrastinating Oak, 100 starting coins for book friend 20191129123814443, 100 starting coins for Chen Sheng, 100 starting coins for Immaculate China Limic, 100 starting coins for book friend 20221209144240737