Wilderness Redemption Tour

The luxury of this late 19th century old steam locomotive carriage was far beyond Lin Yan's knowledge. The luxurious interior with floral patterns; curtains for each window; thick and soft carpets; large and thick leather seats; wall lamps, ceiling lamps, and electric lamps were all available. This was the first time Lin Yan had seen something powered by electricity in this world.

It is indeed a train for the rich. This configuration will not be outdated even in a hundred years, let alone at the end of the 19th century.

After sighing silently in his heart, Lin Yan focused his attention on the task again. Under his gaze, one passenger after another obediently handed over their valuables.

When he encountered someone who was slow, John would yell, "You want to suffer? Be quick!"

When he reached the middle of the train, a male passenger wearing a tall hat looked at the bag being handed to him but remained indifferent.

"I don't have anything with me," he said stubbornly.

I didn't expect there would be such a tough guy. People who don't want to die are everywhere. Lin Yan complained in his heart, and then pointed the gun at the other party.

"No?" John laughed disdainfully when he heard this reason. "Then I'll let the people behind me see the consequences of pretending to be poor!"

As he said this, he put his pocket in his left hand, bent his right elbow and hit the man's face hard. The force was so great that the man hit the back of the chair hard, making a dull sound.

"Ah!" The other person screamed and covered his nose where blood was flowing. The originally high nose bridge was now crooked to the point where it couldn't be crooked any more.

"What about now? Do you have money?" John clenched his fist and pretended to fight again.

"Stop! Please stop! We have money, money!" The woman next to the man hurriedly answered for him.

"Lisa, you..."

"Come on, Thomas. You think you can take a few hits? It's not worth dying for such a small sum of money."

After saying that, the woman trembled and threw all the valuables on the two men into her pocket.

"These are all we have. They're all given to you. Please don't hurt him anymore." The woman pleaded.

After dealing with this "outsider", John's job of collecting money became much easier. After seeing the lesson learned from the previous experience, some passengers who had the same idea just now put away their own little thoughts, and even scrambled to throw things into their pockets, which forced John to speak up again to maintain order.

All in all, everything went smoothly, and it took less than three minutes to search the entire carriage.

"Thank you for your cooperation. You are safe now." When Lin Yan followed John out of the carriage, he suddenly had an idea and imitated the way a stage character took a bow. He took off his dark wide-brimmed soft hat and bowed.

In his opinion, this was out of politeness, but to other passengers in the car, it was undoubtedly a complete ridicule.

Pushing the door and entering the rear carriage, Lin Yan discovered that this carriage was still a passenger carriage, but the interior decoration was obviously much worse than the previous carriage.

There is no interior decoration, no carpet, no ceiling light, only simple wall lamps, simple blackout curtains and hard wooden seats.

First class and second class? It turns out that capitalism already had a grading system in place back then... Lin Yan thought with a divergent mind.

At the end of the carriage, Lin Yan saw Arthur, who had come in before them and was guarding here.

"I'll leave this to you. I'll go check out the freight train in front." Seeing the two people come in, Arthur greeted them and turned around, opened the door and walked back.

"Okay, if you guys want to be fine, just be more self-disciplined. Do you hear me?" John reminded as usual.

Lin Yan felt that he should do something, and he completely let go of the mask. So after John finished speaking, he continued: "When this person walks up to you, throw all your valuables into his pocket, as many as you have. If I find anyone who dares to hide anything," he paused, raised his revolver, and clicked the hammer, "then you give me your life."

John turned around and looked at him approvingly, then opened the cloth bag and took the items one by one.

This time, thanks to Lin Yan's advance reminder, there were no more troublemakers in this carriage, and they completed the task in a faster time.

As soon as he opened the door, Lin Yan heard intermittent gunshots coming from the front.

John frowned and said, "There was a gunshot. Something must have happened up ahead. Let's go and check it out!" After saying that, he threw the bag of spoils behind him and ran forward.

There were two completely open carriages in the front, with only a single floor, on which were scattered wooden boxes and sacks. Further back, there was a closed cargo compartment. Lin Yan carefully distinguished that the gunshots seemed to come from the back of that cargo compartment.

The wooden boxes and sacks scattered on the cart made it impossible for John to speed up. Seeing this situation, Lin Yan decisively jumped off the train and ran quickly along the railway towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

Passing the closed cargo compartment, the entire scene appeared before Lin Yan's eyes.

There was still a truck with a cargo compartment at the back. In the moonlight, he saw Arthur and Sean hiding behind a wooden box. In the distance, two black figures were half-kneeling on the roof of the truck. With their height advantage, they were suppressing the two people below. As long as someone poked his head out, bullets would fly towards his position, causing the two to hide behind the bunker and passively defend.

After Lin Yan appeared, one of the dark shadows on the roof of the car immediately spotted him.

"boom!"

A bullet flew past Lin Yan's hat and hit the ground behind him.

"I rely on!"

Realizing that he was almost hit, Lin Yan screamed subconsciously, then hurriedly stuck close to the train and hid in the opponent's shooting blind spot.

No wonder even Arthur was suppressed, there's something special about these two guys on the roof...

Just as Lin Yan was thinking about how to break the situation, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and pointed his gun at the direction of the person coming. When he found that the person was Charles, he lowered the gun and warned, "Don't go out, there are two gunmen on the roof."

Charles stopped and stood behind Lin Yan and asked, "I heard gunshots, so I came to see if Arthur was okay?"

"It should be fine. He and Sean are being targeted by the two gunmen and can't show their heads. We have to create an opportunity."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yan heard gunshots in the car next to him, followed by John's shout: "Now!"

Lin Yan was still trying to understand the meaning of John's words, but Charles, who was standing next to him, rushed out immediately after hearing this.

Seeing Charles take action, Lin Yan's eyes lit up and he instantly understood what he meant. So he also flashed out from the shadow of the train and decisively opened the Eye of Death.

With the help of this skill, he found that his night vision ability had improved a lot. The night scene that was originally dominated by gray and black tones had now turned into a dark yellow-brown color like an old photo.

On the roof of a car in the distance, two gunmen were caught off guard by John who suddenly opened fire from the dark. Although they adjusted quickly, there was a brief vacuum in their suppression of the people below.

In Lin Yan's sight, he clearly saw that one of the taller gunmen was accurately shot through the head by a bullet, while the other was still aiming downwards through the scope of his rifle, ready to fire.

"Bang! Bang!"

In the slow motion of the Eye of Death, Lin Yan saw that the bullet he fired flew out almost at the same time as the bullet in the opponent's gun barrel, spinning towards their respective targets.

The next moment, the bullet rushing towards the gunman shattered the scope of the rifle in his hand and flew into his left eye socket without any pause.

The gunman on the roof of the car fell silent immediately, but Arthur and John's shouts were heard at the same time not far away.

"Sean!"