Capítulo 344: Clawing Death!
"So let me get this straight... They." Karl jabs a finger towards the terminal of Camp McCarren, "Want us." he gestures towards himself, "To clear HOW MANY DEATHCLAWS!?"
Afton picks his ear nonchalantly, "Err, over a hundred at least."
"WHAAAAT!!! Are they insane!? And you! Do you have a death wish!?" Karl yells, completely caught off-balance by the abrupt job offer Datri had presented.
Boone just watches on while leaning against a wall with crossed arms, Anja however is rapidly looking between Karl and Afton. "Are Deathclaws really that bad?" she asks, never having encountered one before.
"No"/YES!" Afton and Karl both say, giving one another weird looks as they do.
"You're pretty confident for someone I had to save from becoming Deathclaw chow." Karl states, wondering why Afton was even considering this job.
"Yeah? Well, I probably coulda taken it without your help... A couple punches and boom. dead deathclaw." Afton retorts sarcastically, not willing to give Karl an inch. He was pretty sure the group was ready for the bounty, but he'd not expected Karl's outright refusal.
Karl looks to Anja, "Look, Deathclaws are one of the biggest threats you could run into out here. I'd rather fight a Supermutant one on one with a knife than fight one of those things. I once saw a young Deathclaw male chase an NCR vehicle straight out of its territory... Thing managed to bite the head off of the guy manning the gun, pretty sure the driver shit himself when that happened. We were forced to kill it and the brood mother afterwards... Fuckin' monsters, the lot of 'em." the man grumbles.
Afton shakes his head, "I think we can do it, besides, you're making it out like they're invincible or something." he taps his Deathclaw leather satchel, "My dad didn't seem to have trouble, this bag is proof of it."
Karl's about to retort that his dad was probably wearing full Power armour and armed with a Gatling laser, but manages to hold his tongue. He wasn't stupid enough to blurt out something like that in the heart of NCR territory.
Boone decides that now's the time to interject, "I'm with Afton on this. Opening up the supply lines could give the NCR teh advantage they need to properly fend off the recent Legion offensive. Now that they'd taken back Nelson, any supplies going through the Eastern route would probably be intercepted."
Karl frowns, "If we were taking jobs based on how patriotic they are, we'd be dead already. This isn't some regular Legion camp raid, these are fucking Deathclaws!"
"Yeah? Well, we'll stop by the Gunrunners and pick up some more explosive .50 cal rounds and another Anti-Material rifle if it makes you feel better. I doubt even a Deathclaw could endure having its head pop like a balloon." he says, a small smirk appearing on his face.
Afton nods, "Yeah, we won't be going in blind. We'll make the proper preparations and retreat if we need to... If shit really hits the fan then we can lead the Deathclaws into Black Mountain, and have them fight it out with the Super mutants."
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Karl rubs his beard, "I guess..." he thinks for a bit more before eventually sighing, "Fine. But we're not going anywhere near that place without proper equipment... AND, we'll ask for half of the reward upfront."
Afton nods, "I can go with that... The walk will be a pain though... Man, I miss Dirt-Bird already."
"I don't know. I think I prefer walking over sitting behind you like some kind of princess." Karl mutters.
...
The group chuckles, before Afton speaks up again, "Ah, by the way. We've got another member joining us soon."
Karl raises a brow, "Would it kill yah' to tell us who you're scouting beforehand? I'd like to look at a prospective member before they join us."
Afton shrugs, "Well, I didn't think it was really necessary. She won't participate in regular combat... I plan on having her take care of our vehicles while we're busy doing other shit."
"Her?" Boone asks, giving him a pointed look.
"Heh, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're just trying to get your tip wet, kid." Karl laughs.
Afton just shakes his head, "You guys can chat shit when you're able to drive a vehicle, until then, she'd be more useful than you chuckle-fucks when mechanics are concerned."
A couple hours later while the group are heating some beans in a large pot over a fire, Josie finally spots them and begins waking over. She carries with her a large rucksack, a pistol, and a service rifle, along with what looks like some sort of toolbox. "Hey. You guys are harder to find than you'd think..." she says as she approaches.
"Well, you know what they say, practice makes perfect. You'll be thanking us when we have to camp out in the wilderness." Karl says, scooping a portion of beans into a small metal bowl. "Feel free to introduce yourself." he mutters after taking a bite.
She nods, "I'm Josie Trantow, former NCR mechanic and now, I suppose, bounty hunter?" she questions before continuing, "I hope we all get along."
Afton smiles and starts pointing people out, "The senile old man is Karl. The one who thinks he looks cool wearing glasses is Boone. The one with slight sunburn is Anja. The machine-puppy is called Dog-meat... and you already know me. The sexy and magnificent leader of... Come to think of it, we don't really have a name." he says scratching his cheek.
Karl shrugs, "We don't need one, people already know who our group are so who cares... I'm slightly curious what name will finally start sticking." he admits.
Boone nods at Josie and Anja gives a sheepish smile, finding herself slightly self-conscious at meeting their new member.
Afton gestures at the food, "Help yourself, we have a big job coming up. One that concerns Deathclaws. So we'll be gearing everyone up in the best shit we can afford before going for it. That okay with you?"
Josie nods, "Err, as long as you don't use me as bait, sure..."
"If we need bait then we'll just tie up a raider or use one of the Fiend corpses collecting flies back at the trenches." Afton says seriously, not bothering to take her words as a joke to promote how dangerous the job might actually be.
Josie's initial enthusiasm is dampened by this, and so she just quietly sits by the fire eating beans while listening to the group discuss plans and tactics.
Afton's eyes are drawn towards the notification that pops up,
[Companion gained! Josie Trantow. Perk Granted: Still Jammin']
[Still Jammn'] : Decreases chance for allies weapons to malfunction by 30%, while increasing the chance for enemies by 50%.
He skims it and nods in satisfaction, small scale it would be fairly unnoticeable... But in big battles? It could literally turn the tide of war, it wouldn't just affect enemy weapon condition, but also their morale. This was definitely a very useful Perk.
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Capítulo 345: Showing your wood...
The next day the group gathers their supplies and the loot they'd taken from the Fiends, Afton takes an hour or two to get accurate coordinates around Camp McCarren, just in case he was forced to infiltrate this place in the future... They'd never expect him to simply teleport inside...
After their preparations are made, they let Datri know that they'll accept the job, only with a downpayment first, however. The man agrees, knowing that they'd likely have no one else to do the job if he refused.
Once they refused the large sack of caps, the group began heading for the Gunrunners. Karl, Boone, and Afton only really needed ammunition, but Anja and Josie would need to be completed outfitted with new equipment...
What they currently had wasn't bad for soldiers, 9mm Submachine guns are good due to the sheer quantity of .9mm bullets lying around. And service rifles were known to be incredibly reliable, despite their rather lacklustre firing power.
It's a long, boring walk. Only making Afton angrier at the Fiends for destroying Dirt-Bird. He sighs to himself, promising that his new vehicle would be 'nuclear proof'.
Josie and Anja make small talk on the way, the two women finding some degree of companionship in the group of men. The former still seemed to hold some hostility for Anja's ghoul nature, but they slowly worked through it.
When the group finally reached the Gunrunners, they noticed that a large group was already there, most likely outfitting themselves... Afton couldn't really tell if they were bounty hunters, bandits, or simple prospectors. Regardless, he didn't ask. That was their business, and he'd stay out of it as long as it didn't bother his.
Half an hour later Afton was standing before the Vendertron listing off the armour and weaponry they'd agreed on while walking up here. Anja wanted to keep her leather armour for now but Afton refused and bought her some Recon armour, along with upgrading her weapon to a 12.7mm Silenced Submachine Gun. With a couple knives that Afton would be teaching her to use properly.
Boone didn't need any other weapons, but was outfitted with some desert-camo combat armour. He didn't buy any last time as it was less essential than outfitting Karl who'd likely be in the midst of combat. But now it was probably a good idea to equip himself with some.
Josie on the other hand didn't want any heavy armour, she wanted to be backline support or something akin to that. Afton shrugs and just buys her another set of Recon armour, deciding that even if she didn't want to be anywhere near where the bullets were flying, she'd still need protection. They also sold off her Service rifle, replacing it with a Marksman Carbine, a powerful long to medium-range weapon.
After all that, they stocked up on a huge amount of ammunition. So much so that Isaac is dumbfounded by it, "You guys plannin' to fight an army or something?"
Afton nods, "Yeah, an army of Deathclaws... Ah, that reminds me. "I'd like two-hundred Explosive .50cal rounds as well." he says to the Vendertron, almost causing Isaac to faint at the sheer amount of caps that would cost.
In all honesty, the most expensive thing Afton was buying today was the Explosive bullets. He couldn't complain however, as they were probably the most essential. The explosion would disorientate the Deathclaw if it doesn't immediately die, allowing them to land a couple more shots on it.
He considered buying some Incindiary or anti-armour rounds, but eventually decided against it. Fire would only piss them off and possibly attract more with its pained screams, and Anti-armour might not even be useful against their leathery, scaled, hides.
Once everything was purchased, the group bid farewell to Isaac and left. However, most didn't recognise where Afton was leading them.
"Where to next, kid?" Karl asks.
"I want to see Doctor Usanagi and get some implants, you guys can get some if you want, otherwise I'd like you to help Anja and Josie get used to their new weapons." he says, and Karl nods.
"Yeah, good thing you weren't planning on having us go straight to the Deathclaws... Despite their size, I'd not bring two people who couldn't hit the broad side of a barn..." he says, sending a glance at Anja and Josie who look away sheepishly.
Afton enters the New Vegas clinic while the others wait outside, once inside he's immediately given a wide-eyed stare by Doctor Usanagi.
"You!... Shouldn't you be dead?!" she exclaims, shaking her head and immediately covering her face with his lab coat. "Are you still infected!?"
Afton chuckles and shakes his head, not minding the guns of the bodyguards pointing at his head. "I managed to find a cure, I still have some scarring," he gestures at his face, "But I gained more than I lost." he says, presenting his arm to her.
...
"Cybernetic?" she mutters, walking over and examining it.
"Nope." he says, taking his glove off and revealing the green, leather skin of his hand.
She flinches backwards slightly at the sight of it for fear of getting infected with something, but her curiosity wins out in the end. "Intriguing... Would you mind if I examined you?"
Afton shrugs, "I was actually here to get some implants, if you don't mind... How about this, you show me your implants, and I'll show mine." he says, waggling his eyebrows at her.
[Lady Killer is in effect]
The Asian lady blushes slightly but manages to quickly hide it. "I... I would be willing to waive the Implant costs if you let me fully examine you."
Afton grins, "Oh? If you wanted to see my wood, all you'd need to do is ask."
"Wood?" she asks, deciding to take it literally instead of replying to the innuendo.
He nods, rolling up his sleeve and revealing the bark-like upper part of his arm that acts almost lime armour.
The bodyguards in the corners of the room just look at each other in confusion about what was actually happening here... They'd never seen Usanagi act like this before... It was really strange!
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