Fairly sensible…

Afraid to look into the steel-gray eyes of the Vultures gang leader, you look down and reply: "What we're preparing for... It's going to be difficult and dangerous... So we could definitely use some help... Even if it's from strange savages... After all, every ally-savage that helps us during a firefight with enemies increases the chance that an enemy bullet won't hit one of our bodies..."

"A bullet in an ally-savage's ass is preferable to a bullet in one of ours... Ha! Ha! Your point is perfectly clear, Jerome-Toy! You're not that stupid and you're clearly good for more than just sucking cocks..." - Nicholas grins, clapping you on the shoulder.

Ren looks at you with obvious irritation.

"Enough twaddle... Today we need to get ready, and tomorrow we're leaving town and heading to the ambush site... We're going through the woods, and I demand that every one of you assholes be prepared for any eventuality!" - Nicholas says, heading into the house.

For the rest of the day, you and the rest of the gang were busy with a variety of tasks in preparation for tomorrow's expedition.

You were used as an "errand boy" - someone who could carry loads, pack supplies, and do the dirty work.

You also couldn't avoid some more physical training. Dale defeated you in sparring with offensive ease and speed, leaving you with huge, painful scratches and bruises...

Seeing you lying on the floor and whining yet again, the others only laughed and said that this guy was "gentle" with you.

Voiceless...

This hideous creep stared at you with such a terrifying gaze from its half-mad black eyes that you could barely contain your trembling...

Solomon carefully instructed you on the proper procedures for navigating the wooded terrain and how to use firearms (he gave you some kind of rusty, homemade pistol).

By the end of the day, you were feeling exhausted, and so you quickly fell asleep a few minutes after lying down on the mattress in one of the house's rooms.

A deep, dreamless sleep...

And early the next morning, you, along with the rest of the Vultures raider gang, left the town of Little Rock.

Your squad headed northeast of the town.

Savages (whom Nicholas had convinced to aid your group) walked among you, assisting with reconnaissance and pathfinding...

A path through the gloomy, hilly, wooded terrain...

Feeling tired, you carried the heavy backpack filled with Solomon's belongings.

He, contentedly stroking his bushy mustache and smiling sarcastically, said to you: "You better carry that load carefully and don't drop it! Unless, of course, you don't want to blow sky-high, Jerome!"

It looks like he's clearly applied his skills in using old machinery and chemicals to create something dangerous...

And now these dangerous things are in the backpack you're forced to lug on your back.

You realize with dread that a single misstep or carelessness could cost you your life.

Ren and Dale walk beside you, mockingly teasing you as they see sweat trickling down your forehead.

"Hey, Jerome-Toy! Are you probably wishing you'd stayed in Little Rock to work as a whore in a brothel? You would have been a talented whore! You're a gifted cocksucker, and your anal cunt is just made for sex! I've already confirmed it! Ha! Ha!" - Dale says this, scratching his stubble on the chin and continuing to walk through the thicket.

Ren laughs mockingly and gestures with his fingers, hinting at what he did to your butt...

You wish you could just take off your backpack, grab your knife, walk up to those two bastards, and...

Alas, you're forced to do what Nicholas ordered.

Impulsive actions would be fatal right now.

So you continue walking with the rest of the group, pushing through the forest thicket.

By the end of a day's journey through the forest, you're exhausted...

The group stops for the night.

Carefully removing your backpack, you sit down exhausted, leaning your back against a large tree.

"If some bastard falls asleep during night duty, their ass is gonna hurt!" - you hear Nicholas's commanding voice.

It makes sense - you all need to be vigilant in this forest. Therefore, several members of your group are forced to stay awake for at least a couple of hours during the night to guard the others and monitor the area for potential threats.

Fortunately, seeing your exhausted state, Nicholas allowed you to sleep that night...