Echo

"William, do me a favor. If your aim is decent, try not to hurt the Deadlock Gang. Don't shoot them in the body—just disarm them," McCree said around his cigar.

It seemed that even though McCree had left the Deadlock Gang, he still had deep feelings for this place. After all, he had lived here for a long time. Route 66 was his memory, his vanished youth.

"I'll do my best," William said. "But you have to promise me a drink once this is over."

"Speaking of drinks," McCree said, "I've actually arranged to meet someone at the bar later. Once we're done here, come with me."

It was still too early to talk about that, since they first had to deal with the Deadlock Gang's enemies. The gang's reinforcements had already arrived before them. "Boss, we're here to help!"

"Good," Ashe said. "Capture McCree. I want him alive. As for the other guy, deal with him however you like!"

A Deadlock Gang member charged at them on a hoverbike. McCree shot the bike, and it immediately exploded, throwing its rider into the air.

McCree's Van Helsing skin dealt tremendous damage to dark creatures, but it was only average against ordinary people—roughly the same as regular McCree. William and McCree fought side by side, their backs against each other, knocking down every enemy around them. Bullets whizzed through the air, explosions echoed everywhere, and the scene was incredibly intense.

"Your shooting isn't bad," McCree said as he reloaded.

"Thanks for the compliment," William said with a smile.

After all, William had unlocked McCree during the Battle of New York. Back then, High Noon had wiped out countless Chitauri and caused quite a stir.

Unknowingly, so many years had passed, and McCree had become one of the heroes William was most