Dust to dust, dust to dust.

When the dawn comes, God's people will meet Jesus.

Amen!!

With the sound of prayers, another member of the team ascended to heaven.

He was a hunter, Lin Yao didn't know what his name was, only that he liked to collect insects, and many people called him Dr. Insects.

He struggled to get to the ship, but unfortunately was shot through the lungs by a stray bullet.

Everyone couldn't save him, they could only watch him die.

Twelve people.

There were twelve people left alive, Lin Yao, boss Henry, Gerald, Glass and his son Hawke, Taylor and his nephew William, plus two cobblers, and three hunters.

In addition, there were 20 bundles on board, totaling 600 skins.

Previously there were 50 bundles, and in order to reduce weight, they had to throw away 30 bundles.

Fortunately, the remaining 20 bundles of fur are all cherished animal fur.

In the words of the owner, Henry, the 600 skins are worth at least $10,000, and finally bring them some comfort.

It's just that soon, hope turns to despair again.

At some point, the Cree began to appear in the jungles on both sides of the river, riding horses and chasing the rafts on the river, apparently not intending to let them go.

"Boss, the shore is full of Kree, they want to kill us, what should we do?"

Taylor was holding a brand-new, newly released Mauser 1888 bolt-action rifle with worry written all over his face.

Henry didn't have a good idea, turned his head to look at Glass, and said, "Glass, you are most familiar with this area, what do you say we should do?" ”

"It's not safe in the river, our rafts can't shake off the Cree, and when we enter the narrow river, we will definitely be attacked by them."

"If you want to survive, you have to abandon the boat and go ashore, and if I remember correctly, there is a Rapids Bay five kilometers away, and from there I go ashore, and to the west is the Sierra de la Cére, which is known to the Cree population."

"This mountain range, which stretches all the way north, is smooth enough that we can walk through it until we leave the reserve."

Glass is not only a hunter, he also has an identity as a guide.

He was one of the few people who knew the reserve the most with the Kree, and if there was anyone who could lead them away from the Kree, it would be Grass.

"Abandon the boat and go ashore, and then carry sixty or seventy pounds of leather on your back, and play with the Cree people in the mountains to hide cats?"

Gerald was the first to object, he took Henry's arm and said in a deep voice, "The skins are too heavy for us to carry them through the mountains and forests, let alone escape the Krees." I suggested that everyone continue to go on by boat, because the Cree people had no boat and could only watch us go down the river and leave the reserve. ”

For a while, all eyes were on Henry, waiting for Henry's decision.

Henry's face changed and changed, and he experienced a brief struggle in his heart, and finally let out a sigh: "Listen to Glass's arrangement, he will take us out safely." ”

"What about the skin, how much do you carry it, do you think that with our fur, we can outrun the Kree horses in the mountains and forests?"

Gerald didn't give face to his boss, he thought he was right.

Instead of going to death, it is better to stay on the boat and fight hard, and maybe find a way out on the water.

"Glass is familiar with the environment of the reserve and believes he is the right choice at the moment."

Henry's tone paused slightly, and then he said, "As for the skins, we can hide them, and when it is safe and it is colder, we will send someone back to get it." The Kree hate the cold and will live in a more southerly location in the winter, and if they think we have left and will not come back, they will definitely let their guard down, and this is our chance. ”

"Oh my God, it's so easy to hide the skin! We're right under their noses, you say how to hide, they'll give me two hours to dig a hole and hide the skin underground? ”

"The Kree aren't that stupid, and to do that would be to give up the skins."

"Henry, you're the boss, I shouldn't be talking to you loudly."

"But tell me, if you can't get these skins back, what are you going to pay us for?"

"All your worth has been smashed in this hunting operation, and if you don't have skin, you will go bankrupt, and we have been busy for the past few months."

Jelath kicked off the bundled fur and cursed viciously, "Damn the Kree, all of them should go to God, and the council lords assigned to the Kree Sanctuary should be shot!" ”

"Enough, Jerath!"

Henry was in a bad mood, he was the owner of the fur company, and Geras was only working for him.

Doesn't he know what happens if he loses his skin?

It was clear, but he had to, because life was more important than skin.

"We have to be united, don't always think about the skin, do you want the skin or do you want to die?"

"Life? You tell me what life is, I am a rotten life, these skins are the only way for me to live, what kind of life do I have if the skin is gone? ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Gerald took a few deep breaths: "I owe $2,000 in the casino and can't get this money, they must be happy to kill me, what difference does it make at the hands of the casino owner or death at the hands of the Kree?" ”

Gerald, like Taylor, is a captain, managing the hunting party and the cobbler.

They and Henry not only have employment contracts, but also additional sharing agreements, which add up to a lot of money.

Without skin, Henry would have gone bankrupt and his money would have gone down the drain.

When he returned to town, the casino's tax collector came to him, not caring if he had thrown away his priceless fur in order to survive, and would still take his life.

"Let's save some energy, climbing over the mountains will greatly increase our trip, and it will take at least two weeks to leave the reserve."

Glass's cold opening ended the dispute.

For the next half hour, the atmosphere on the boat was eerily silent, and everyone sat on the boat, hugging the shotguns in their hands, and no one was sure that they would survive.

When Lin Yao arrived here, it was basically certain that the plot he was in was the Revenant.

Because the topic of wanting skin or death is impressive in the plot, it is one of the few clips that left a deep memory on him.

Without saying a word, Lin Yao stroked the shotgun, trying to recall the plot of the Revenant.

It's been too long, and he didn't get distracted when he watched the movie at that time, and there weren't many things he could recall.

I just vaguely remember that the Kree people chased and killed the protagonist's party, but not just for the sake of skin, but also for deeper problems.

A group of fur merchants in France secretly kidnapped the daughter of the Cree chief.

The reason is that the Cree reduced their share, replaced their position with a new fur merchant, and did not intend to supply them with furs anymore.

In retaliation, and in order to create a conflict between the Cree and Montana, and thus isolate the Cree, they planned this operation.

And after his daughter's disappearance, the chief found the monogram of the Henry Chamber of Commerce at the scene.

He took it for granted that it was the hunting party who had abducted his daughter and attacked their camp.

Fur is not the fuse of this dispute.

Of course, although Lin Yao thought of some plots, he found that it was useless to the current situation.

The chief wouldn't believe them, and even did, and did what he had to do, so could he still let them go?

That's impossible, only to kill them all, and then excuse themselves and say that killing them is because they have violated the rules, so that the mouths of the big men in the council can be gagged.

They will never be allowed to get out alive and spread it everywhere, adding to the already tense situation.

"Glass, how's Hawke's injury?"

Seeing that Rapids Bay was almost here, Henry suddenly asked about Hawke.

Glaslen paused for a moment, quickly remembered what Henry was asking, and said, "There are still some effects, and it is difficult to make a long journey over the mountains. ”

"What are you going to do?" Henry asked.

Glass fell silent and shook his head after a long time: "I don't know. ”

And again: "I will not give up my son." ”