Capítulo 84: The Walking Wastes
[Intense Training] could increase one of his SPECIAL stats, maybe if he maxed one of his stats he'd gain a perk like he'd gotten from maxing a skill? That was definitely something to look into... Shaking his head, Afton eventually decides to just pick [Toughness], the extra defence could save his life, no point in getting greedy when he had many other chances to get stronger.
Afton Parker
Level : 7
S.P.E.C.I.A.L :
Strength : 7
Perception : 7
Endurance : 7
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 6
Agility : 7
Luck : 4
Skills :
Barter : 18
Energy Weapons : 55
Explosives : 20
Guns : 100
Lockpick : 10
Medicine : 40
Melee Weapons : 38
Repair : 41
Science : 41
Sneak : 20
Speech : 44
Survival : 30
Unarmed : 30
Perks :
[Trigger Discipline], [Heavy Handed], [Rapid Reload], [Torture Techniques], [Educated], [John Wick Style], [Toughness]
Companion Perks :
[Old Wisdom]
Confirming his selection, time resumes again and Afton stumbles slightly as an ungodly amount of information forces itself into his mind, new knowledge of ballistic weaponry he'd never even heard of becomes prominent in his head.
He suddenly knew that air humidity, wind resistance, direction, temperature, even altitude could affect a bullet's trajectory! Knowledge of how to reload, aim an shoot every gun in existance bored itself into his head painfully.
The small facts he'd learned about social interaction due to the small amount of points he''d put in Speech weren't even noticed.
What was noticed however, was Afton's sudden strange behavior... Emil had just handed him a sack of caps and the boy stumbled while holding his head...
"You alright son?" Karl asks from behind him.
Afton grits his teeth and forces himself to nod, "Y-yeah... Just a migraine... Just... Gimme a moment..." he mutters as he weakly sits down on a nearly object, rubbing his temples as the information ingrains itself into his soul.
Once that had started to slow he noticed a weird tingling in his skin, it didn't hurt, but it felt like his skin was being scrunched together, compressed before being stretched out again... As if it was becoming denser and denser the more time went on.
Again, this only lasted a minute or so before it stopped. Not doubt it was due to his new Perk [Toughness]. Taking a deep breath and collecting himself he stood and looked at the two worried men, "I'm good... It's been a while since I've had a... Migraine that bad." he tries to explain it away.
Emil slowly nods but Karl just gives him a suspicious yet worrying look. The former gives a small smile, "You guys have been a great help, without you I reckon we'd be stuck on this half of the Mojave still dealing with these fuckers... If you need any more work then come to the encampment outside Primm or head up to the Mojave Outpost." he says while giving them both firm handshakes.
Afton nods at him, "Sure, we could use the extra caps." he mutters, sending a glance at Karl who just nods in acceptance.
"We'll head out in the morning." the former-ranger says as he goes off towards his usual sleeping quarters.
Afton nods and heads to his own, idly noticing that Hannigan had been arrested and was being held by some soldiers.
His bed had some blood stains on it from the previous skirmish, but it didn't bother him all that much due to the brain matter he already had covering his recon armour.
The duo were about ready to head out as sun came up, they'd picked up enough food for a couple days travel aswell as some ammo the NCR hadn't scavenged yet. Just as they were about to leave the NCRCF Sargeant Emil stopped them again.
"Hey guys, think you could do me one last favour?" he asks with a small smile.
Afton shrugs and Emi continues, "I'm sending back our injured and was hoping you'd accompany then to Primm... You're headed that direction anyway right?"
...
Afton sighs and Karl doesn't seem to care about what they do, in the end they agree to accompany them as long as they can keep up. The added protection from having a squadron of NCR soldiers in your group would prevent anyone attempting to ambush them, so there wasn't really a point to refusing, especially since they'd get boost in reputation with the NCR.
Glancing at his Pipboy, he could see that he was [Accepted] by the NCR, meaning that he was currently in good standing with them. Considering he was [Vilified] by the Powder Gangers meant that he'd probably be attacked on sight should they spot him.
The journey to Primm took a couple hours, the healthy soldiers helped those with leg injuries so they could keep a decent pace. They didn't run into any trouble either so it was pretty peaceful to be honest.
Lieutenant Hayes was already waiting for them at the camp, he gave them a thankful smile and shook their hands, "Thanks for your help in dealing with the Powder Gangers, I heard over the radio that you're pretty competent."
Afton slowly nods, "Yeah... Emil said something about finding work here? Might as well earn some caps before we head up to the Outpost."
The duo had discussed what they'd be doing during the journey, Karl said that the best place to find an NCR Ranger was in one of the ranger stations. Though, to walk around them without being shot you'd need to be well known amongst the NCR.
For information the best place would be Camp McCarren, if all else fails they'd be able to just ask Ambassador Crocker inside the Newvegas strip. So, that's the plan for now, gain notoriety with the NCR, do jobs and get enough income to fully outfit themselves.
So, once they go to the Mojave Outpost they'd head north. It was a much longer route but the shorter one had been taken by Deathclaws so they didn't really have a choice.
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Capítulo 85: What's mine is mine
Lieutenant Hayes slowly nods, sitting down on some nearby metal scrap with a thoughtful look, "Now that you mention it, we could use a hand with Primm... A group of ex-cons have holed up in the Bison Steve Hotel, the town itself isn't NCR territory so the higher-ups won't commit to sending more troops to deal with them."
Afton raises a brow, "Why now? Surely having criminals operating so close to the Mojave Outpost would be a problem?"
Hayes nods, "They are, that's why we've created this encampment. The town is surrounded by a metal fence that's almost impossible to climb over, the only way they're leaving Primm with all their guns is through us."
"So you've committed enough troops to keep there here, but not help the town?" Afton inquires questioningly.
Hayes shrugs, "We're struggling at holding back the Legion as it is, small things like this are inconsequential. To the higher-ups at least."
"Not to you then?" Karl asks with his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah. Not to me. That's why I'm willing to pay you outta my own pocket to deal with the thugs in Primm. The townsfolk have been holed up in the Vikki and Vance casino for a couple weeks now. I've tried to get them outta there but the whole damn place is covered with traps, mines, and shotgun traps.
The layout of the town may allow us to keep them trapped here, but we can't really enter either... I've had some teams try to disarm the traps but they're shot at as soon as they begin working on 'em. Not something you need when disarming explosives I'll tell you."
Karl nods, "Yeah, I get that." he mutters, "What'll you do if we deal with the cons?"
"Let the townsfolk handle themselves I suppose. I lack the men to properly secure it, and I doubt the added tax would be appealing to those inside. Many still think of us as unelected overlords, stealing land and forcing people to pay for the right to live on it... They aren't wrong I suppose." Hayes mutters, scratching his stubble.
"Shouldn't there be some police in there or something?" Afton asks.
Karl shakes his head, "The con's would've killed the Sheriff before they did anything else. No point leaving him to rally the townfolks against them." he sends a glance to Hayes to see if his assumption was correct.
He receives a nod, "Cons apparently snuck into town and killed the Mcbain's in their sleep. All the while keeping the Deputy imprisoned in the Hotel for some reason... Maybe he could be made the new Sheriff if you rescue him?"
"Hopefully, I doubt he'll be all that willing after seeing what happened to the former sheriff. We'll deal with that when we get to it though... How much are you willing to pay us for this? Taking down a group of heavily armed criminals with two people isn't going to be easy. Especially since they have the home advantage." Afton asks.
Hayes chews on his lip for a while before eventually nodding, "250 caps each. That's the best I can do, you may not think so but I don't get paid all that much."
Afton nods, it was better than he was expecting, especially considering he was doing this out of the kindness of his heart to help the townsfolk. He shakes the man's hand, "Deal, if we don't die in some gruesome way then we'll be back for the pay."
Karl sends a nod at Hayes before turning to Afton, "We should head out at night, I'll be able to disarm the explosives without the cons shooting at us. Maybe we'll be able to use their own traps against them." he says with a small grin.
While the sun was disappearing behind the horizon Afton and Karl were checking their weaponry. The former had a new appreciation for ballistic weapons after maxing out his Guns skill. The revolver felt almost unnaturally comfortable in his hand, he twirled it on his finger and aimed it at the top of a lampost a few hundred meters away, feeling as if he could hit the lightbulb contained within it.
He was also unnaturally fast at reloading the weapon, the [Rapid Reload] Perk combined with his relatively high Agility and Guns skill made him feel like a true duelist. Even Karl was surprised by his speed, and that's coming from a former-ranger...
He had the .357 Revolver strapped to his right on the hip, Eddie's Plasma pistol to his left, and his Laser pistol on a makeshift holder behind that. His Deathclaw leather satchel was slung behind him and filled with ammunition and a Sawn-off shotgun was attached to the front of the strap, letting it rest on his chest.
Karl thought he was carrying too much, but Afton begged to differ. They were going to be outnumbered by people, the least he could do is even the odds by bringing just as many guns as they do.
He left the service rifle and most of their other supplies in the NCR encampment as carrying it around would serve no purpose. The duo gave Hayes a nod before slowly heading towards town.
Before them was a concrete bridge that went over an overpass of the highway, it was heavily damaged and probably only held together by the metal rebars within it.
Karl stopped Afton from walking any further, they hadn't even left the encampment and there were almost mines everywhere... Its fortunate they have dim red lights on them marking that they were currently armed, it also makes it easier for the former-ranger to disarm them in the darkness.
Afton watched as his partner quickly dashed to the closest one, it started beeping but Karl quickly lifted it and pressed a button hidden underneath its casing. He thought that you'd need to press that big button on top of it, but maybe he was wrong? "Karl, what's that big button do?"
Karl gives his a sideways glance, "It may be a proximity mine, but it's still able to be activated by pressure... Step on it, press it, or anything like that and it'll immediately explode. I know some stupid folks who thought you could disarm it by pressing it." he shakes his head, "It was them who got 'disarmed' instead."
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I've read a couple fanfics which say that you can disarm them by pressing the button fast enough... I beg to differ, that'd be an incredibly stupid design flaw... :P
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