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[Despite Blackwatch's efforts to clean up the American Southwest, the politics of the world tend to be a pendulum--no one knows that better than Jack Morrison. The story of the rise and fall and rise of the Deadlock Gang is mirrored all over the world, as the push and pull of international crime swings back and forth. Overwatch was able to achieve some sort of peace for a long time, but now that it's over, less-than-savory organizations are creeping back to the forefront—only this time, there's nothing standing in their way.
Helix does an all right job of maintaining the old Watchpoints, 76 thinks, but they're a private security company, and he doesn't necessarily trust their ulterior motives. Ultimately, he’s not surprised that Deadlock managed to retake the region, even after Overwatch removed McCree from the equation. It's been quite a few years, which is plenty of time for a notorious gang to get back on its feet, especially in the last few years, with the void left by Overwatch's shutdown.
So 76 knows, perhaps more intimately than most, that he's walking into a bad situation.
Something like that has never stopped him before. It's quicker to cross through New Mexico on his way to Dorado from Grand Mesa, and he's better equipped than the past few weeks, now that he has a pulse rifle again. He decides to take his chances, first stowing away on trains and then making his way further and further south on foot. Border's only a few days away, but he has to go slow so as not to bring attention to himself. Easier said than done when the landscape is so flat, but he makes do. Passing through a quiet town at night gives him some cover, though he doesn't doubt that Deadlock...and maybe others...has eyes on him by now.
Suffice to say, he's fully expecting to be jumped on his way through this territory--especially at night, especially in a quiet desert town like this. His scanner picks up a few shapes, likely people in the buildings or milling around outside, and he takes care to avoid them accordingly. He knows he shouldn't linger, but when he rounds a corner and finds what's clearly some kind of a shipment with the logo of a military contractor on the side, his curiosity gets the better of him.
He'll just take a quick look, to make sure it isn't the wrong things in the wrong hands.--it'll only take a minute, and then he'll be gone.]
Helix does an all right job of maintaining the old Watchpoints, 76 thinks, but they're a private security company, and he doesn't necessarily trust their ulterior motives. Ultimately, he’s not surprised that Deadlock managed to retake the region, even after Overwatch removed McCree from the equation. It's been quite a few years, which is plenty of time for a notorious gang to get back on its feet, especially in the last few years, with the void left by Overwatch's shutdown.
So 76 knows, perhaps more intimately than most, that he's walking into a bad situation.
Something like that has never stopped him before. It's quicker to cross through New Mexico on his way to Dorado from Grand Mesa, and he's better equipped than the past few weeks, now that he has a pulse rifle again. He decides to take his chances, first stowing away on trains and then making his way further and further south on foot. Border's only a few days away, but he has to go slow so as not to bring attention to himself. Easier said than done when the landscape is so flat, but he makes do. Passing through a quiet town at night gives him some cover, though he doesn't doubt that Deadlock...and maybe others...has eyes on him by now.
Suffice to say, he's fully expecting to be jumped on his way through this territory--especially at night, especially in a quiet desert town like this. His scanner picks up a few shapes, likely people in the buildings or milling around outside, and he takes care to avoid them accordingly. He knows he shouldn't linger, but when he rounds a corner and finds what's clearly some kind of a shipment with the logo of a military contractor on the side, his curiosity gets the better of him.
He'll just take a quick look, to make sure it isn't the wrong things in the wrong hands.--it'll only take a minute, and then he'll be gone.]