"Are the two of them still there looking at the terminal?"

"Yes." Andy and Alexandra sat in the Jericho Town Police Station, there were some food and drinks on the table for entertaining guests, and after blowing up the mutant wasp nest, Sheriff O'Connor immediately led the police over to check the situation, it seems that he has been preparing for the Jericho Town Railroad for more than a day or two, and now all obstacles have finally been cleared.

Out of boredom, Andy begins to talk to Alexandra about post-Saint believers.

"I've never heard the name of the Congregation before, and sometimes I'll hear someone use another word every now and then, and I can't remember it a bit, probably..."

"Most outsiders like to use another term for post-Saint believers, Mormons, and that's what you're talking about." Alexandra took a bottle of Nuka-Cola and drank it, then pouted.

"Will anyone really pay for this thing before the war? Compared to Sunset Sarsa, it's like a heaven and an earth, and the name is still called Nuclear Coke Wilderness Flavor, are they really producing this thing in the open air in some wilderness? Andy picked up the cap of the bottle that Alexandra had casually dropped on the table and spun it around his fingers a few times.

"Did your ancestors really survive the Great War by hiding in the Vault, as Sergeant O'Connor said?" Alexandra leaned her back against the couch and crossed her legs and nodded.

"yes, that bastard was right.... My ancestors did take refuge in the shelter before the Great War, and lived in isolation inside until 2190. The leaders at that time thought that everything had returned to peace, and that we should get out of the shelter and return to the outside world, find a suitable land in Utah to rebuild, and build our Canaan... The new Canaan, and the final location in what was once known as the city of Ogden before the war, was actually planned for a long time. ”

"I've been asking for a long time, what does Canaan mean by that?" Alexandra, who covered half of her face with a cowboy hat, muttered a strange sentence.

"The border of Canaan was on the way from Sidon to Gerar as far as Gaza, and on the way to Sodom, and Gomorrah, and to Abmah, and Zebi, and to Rasha." Andy frowned and tried his best to understand the long list of words he had heard, but unfortunately, these words, which he didn't know whether they were the names of places or things, were as alien to him as Canaan, and he couldn't understand them at all.

"Uh... What? Alexandra did not elaborate on the new unexplained terms, except to say that Canaan was a fertile land in ancient times that was thought to have been given to displaced believers by the Father, as described in the ancient scriptures of the Post-Holy Church

"The Promised Land," as it is called

"Flowing with milk and honey". Andy chewed on the new knowledge Alexandra had said, and then thought of Alexandra's previous evaluation of the name of Jericho's town.

"And what does Jericho mean?" Alexandra shook her hand at him.

"Don't ask anymore, I don't want to bother remembering things that I have forgotten a long time ago, I will never read those scriptures and historical texts again in my life, I am no longer a follower of the Post-Holy Church, and I am no longer a New Canaanite." Andy didn't bother Alexandra anymore, and by noon, Sheriff O'Connor had finally returned to the police station, but he didn't have the smile on his face that made Jericho's future brighter because he was sure that the train could be restored later.

"What's wrong?" Andy looked at him puzzled, and Sergeant O'Connor took off his hat and sat down with a heavy sigh.

"I have to thank you in advance, Andy, I went to Union Station to see it, I thought there would be some remnants of wasps there, but you did a good job, anyone can understand that there can be nothing alive there.... My promises have worked, and you've earned yourself a pay and a better discount on water for the Hoover Dam. ”

"But forgive me... I had just returned from the scene of a terrible disaster. "Sergeant O'Connor looked tired and tired.

"This is already the third such incident this year, a caravan that bought water from the town of Jericho was attacked by a group of mysterious people shortly after leaving here, and the gangsters burned everything to the ground, and by the time I got the news and took my lieutenants over, there was only one coke left." Andy is used to this kind of thing, most places in the wasteland are by no means as capable of maintaining absolute internal security and stability as Jericho Town, let alone what might happen when they leave the town, and the marauders are always watching the trade routes that the caravans pass through, and will not let go of hunting any of them

The opportunity of the "fat sheep".

"Hasn't this happened before?" Sheriff O'Connor shook his head.

"There aren't any big marauder gangs near Jericho Town, only a few exist on the Great Salt Lake, but the so-called Salt Lake Gang has just been wiped out by us.... Before this year, the town of Jericho was safe inside and out, not as chaotic as elsewhere, and even caravans had to risk their lives to enter and exit, which was the biggest reason why trade was thriving here. ”

"But I'm running out of ways to guarantee that now, and this year three caravans have lost all their money in Jericho... We are one step late every time. Andy still thinks that this must have been done by the marauders, because there may be all kinds of monsters and beasts attacking caravans in the wasteland, but there is basically no other possibility of killing people and setting fires.

"Maybe it's a gang that has been wandering around lately? Have you asked the surviving witnesses what direction those guys are coming from and where are they going? How many of them are? What do you look like? What weapons are you holding in your hands? ”

"............." Sheriff O'Connor pinched his nose, his attitude a little strange.

"They came from the north, and finally went back to the north, and their numbers were not small, there were dozens of them, and I am afraid that their strength was about the same as that of all the people I brought with me who could hold guns. It is said that those men were all dressed in gray or white robes, and the guys in their hands were very good, and none of them even had the garbage homemade guns that were common in the hands of those marauders, all of them were good goods before the war..."

"I don't think any gang of marauders have come here lately, although I've always been wary of that, after all, Jericho Town is getting more and more famous day by day, and sooner or later it will attract the attention of some jackals, but there is one most important clue that allows me to be sure that the bandits who committed these attacks are definitely not the usual predators."

"There were no dead people in all three incidents, in fact, nothing was even taken away, they just completely ruined everything." This really surprised Andy, the predators have always regarded human life as dung, killing people like hemp, psychopathic to the addiction of murder, and even some people have formed a unique habit, such as those who love torture and torture, rape and abuse.

On top of that, drug abuse and the general practice of relying solely on robbery made the group completely hopeless, and if the raiders had attacked the caravan leaving Jericho, they would not have been able to kill in the process.

What's more, it is even more incredible that they did not even rob their property and everything of value, but simply set fire to it.

"So? So what are these people bothering for? They don't kill or rob, do they just come to wreak havoc? What, exactly, is this good for them? Andy said, thinking that the actions of these people were also shaking Jericho's reputation for keeping transactions safe.

"Or.... It can't be someone hired by your competitors, right? As he spoke, he muttered in his heart at the same time, Alice McClofty could not have made many preparations.... In addition to constantly sending people to try to sabotage the desalination machine and poisoning the water tank, and hire armed gangs to do the kind of thing at the moment?

Although he knows that she is very frenzied in the competitive field of business, Andy only feels that every time he deepens his understanding of what she does, he will be shocked in a new way.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly reasonable speculation was decisively denied by Sergeant O'Connor.

"No, no, no, no.... It has nothing to do with those people, and I also said that there were no casualties in the three caravan attacks, so there were many witnesses, and one of the caravans was composed of locals from our town, the most recent attack. I just talked to him about this, which is, what are those people? What is their purpose? ”

He said, he said that some of those people were familiar to him, and he thought.... Three successive raids on the caravan were made by the New Canaanites. Alexandra, who had been leaning motionless on the couch, looked up sharply when she heard this, and a sharp gaze shot out of her gray-blue eyes.

Andy glanced at the heroic mercenary, and thought she was going to say something, but she didn't say anything, just used her eyes to show her concern about the details of the matter.

With that in mind, Andy continued to watch Sheriff O'Connor question.

"I thought, well, forgive me for saying that, Alexandra, you know... I thought most of the New Canaanites had let go of what had happened, after all, years had passed, so they came back now because they suddenly wanted revenge? ”

"............" Sheriff O'Connor was silent for a while, and smoked again, the expression on his face tangled and complicated.

"It's been seven years, and it's been seven years since the frenzied refugees stormed New Canaan in 2246, and I admit... What we Jerichos did to the New Canaanites at that time was wrong and sinful. Although most of the refugees I led were not directly involved in the atrocities, we did not reach out to the New Canaanites that night, and we all received favors that we should have helped them and stopped the mob from committing violence rather than just standing by near the waterworks. ”

"But what can I do? Everything is in chaos, I have done what I can, at least I have not indulged my people, and even a small number of New Canaanites have been saved because of my help...."He put down his cigarette and looked up at Andy, his eyes glinting with anticipation.

"I may ask you again, Andy, there are a lot of things I can't solve that you can solve as easily as eating and drinking, you have only been in Jericho Town for a few days, and you have brought a lot of changes here, so.... If you'd like, could you go to the camps of the Post-Saints in the southeast and talk to them? Andy hesitated for a moment, and cautiously asked for specific words.

"Can you elaborate on the meaning of the word 'talk' for me?" Sheriff O'Connor was stunned for a moment, and Alexandra's oppressive gaze did not relax at all, which made Sheriff O'Connor's mouth unable to spit out for a long time.

“..... If, if it turns out that those people are not New Canaanites, but a group of disguised people with evil intentions, then tell me about it after it is confirmed, and I will send men to work with you to find them and destroy them. Andy nodded in understanding, waiting for Sheriff O'Connor to continue.

He took a drag on his cigarette and said what he said next was hard for him to speak, especially with Alexandra, a former New Canaanite, sitting next to him.

"If those people are really the New Canaanites who survived, ..... I'm sorry I have to say this, but I'm now the head of the entire town of Jericho, I'm Sheriff Mike O'Connor, and the town has grown to where it is today because of a little bit of hard work, and I can't... I can't allow anyone to destroy it, I can't allow anyone to threaten it, maybe the revenge of the New Canaanites is just, maybe I'm the despicable one, but... That's the only option I can make. Alexandra jerked up from the couch and walked out.

Andy shook his head and hurried out.

"Wait!" He ran out and grabbed Alexandra's hand, but was thrown away by the other party. The two looked at each other for a moment without saying a word at the door of the Jericho Town Police Station, and could see that Alexandra was indeed angry, her chest was heaving, and her eyes seemed to be on fire.

"We haven't figured out what's going on yet, so don't worry." Andy tries to calm Alexandra's feelings, and he understands Alexandra's reaction, even though she has been gone for a long time and has been cut off, the people of New Canaan are still her relatives.

Those gray-blue eyes stared straight at Andy, and Alexandra said her bottom line.

"Listen up Andy, I'm right hired by you right now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to do anything for you, and if that guy is really New Canaanites, I'm not going to shoot a bullet at them. If you insist that I do that now, I'll throw you those bottle caps and leave.... Don't let me see you repeat the massacre, if you let me see it, I'll turn my gun on you, you heard what I said, didn't you? Andy raised his hand and nodded.

"Okay, I hear you, but for now, shall we continue our relationship? Alexandra, what to do when we're sure we're all about it. Note: Excerpt from Genesis 10:19.