Delving into the story of this excellent game "Call of Juarez," I have begun my task as a bounty hunter, a game with a story of villains who murdered in cold blood just for power, greed, money, and prestige, a gang of disorderly outlaws, but that is about to come to an end, embodied in Silas, the protagonist and hero of this story.
I find myself on the outskirts of a small town full of these vandals in Stinking Springs, a desolate and abandoned place, not knowing what awaits me in the search to end the vandals, the atmosphere seems more like terror.
As I walk, I turn to look behind me. I don't know what awaits me, but I know I must get into the small village to find an old friend nicknamed "Billy the Kid." He's one of the good guys. There are other companions in this fight to avenge those who have wronged the village.
After walking a few meters, I reached the village entrance, and there they were, the wicked guards at the gates, accomplices in evil, undeserving of honor or even life itself. I spotted them in the distance, drew my revolver, and without hesitation, did what I had to do.
From a considerable distance, I managed to get rid of one of them with a single shot. He was sitting on a large rock, while the other hid behind another rock. I approached him and killed him too.
There ended the days on this earth of these accomplices; only outside the entrance remain their dead bodies, pools of blood, and their horses—poor horses, they had no idea who those were whom they carried on their backs.
Once I killed the other two, I heard dogs barking and gunshots, something told me the good stuff was about to happen, and it was, as soon as I entered the village the massacre began... They have no idea who they're messing with.
As soon as they saw my face they ran away terrified, they know their time has come, it seems as if they had seen the devil himself in person... That's the mind of those who do evil and know their minutes are numbered, I will finish them all off and I will reunite with my old friends and we will do justice.
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