Capítulo 222: Valiant Return
Afton pulls out the small handful of NCR Dogtags that he seemed to have acquired somewhere? Though he seems to have forgotten what he originally intended to do with them. Whatever the case, he uses VATS to freeze time and looks around the area for any suspicious-looking people, eventually finding one ragged-looking man who seemed to be addicted to something judging by how he twitches and scratches himself.
Not wasting any more time, he deftly tosses the Dogtags at the man before pointing at the man and shouting, "OH MY GOD! IT'S THE TERRORIST!" before ducking back into the crowd.
Fortunately, this got the exact reaction Afton was looking for, the Kings and NCR upon spotting the Dogtags immediately jumped into action, pointing all of their weapons at the unfortunate chem addicted and forcing him to the floor.
Afton uses this opportunity to slip out of the gate while everyone is preoccupied with the 'Terrorist', once out quickly starting to sprint towards Camp McCarren to hopefully return to his bed before his companions noticed his absence... He should be back at around 3-4 AM if he went at a good pace, so hopefully, no one would notice him not being there.
Soon enough, Afton found his way back into the airport terminal. It took longer than he'd hoped climbing back over the wall undetected, but he should-... His inner monologue was interrupted when he locked eyes with a Karl who was sitting on his bed with a disappointed look.
Afton glances down at his still ragged Recon armour that was slowly being repaired and coughs into his fist, "Er, hey Karl, what a coincidence to see you here..."
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"You sure are funny kid, funny to think I'd believe that shit you're spewing." he states, not raising his voice enough to catch the attention of the nearby NCR guards.
"What do you mean? I was just stretching my legs."
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Karl points at his Recon armour, "Did you also happen to run into a Deathclaw on your 'walk?'"
"Yes."
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Karl just lets out an exasperated sigh, "Youknow, I don't really care that you left after we told you to stay put... But, the least you could've done is tell one of us that you were headed out. We thought you'd gotten kidnapped or something!"
Afton gives him a weird look, "I left a note though."
"You mean this?" he holds up the piece of paper, "What the fuck does BRB mean!? Is it some sort of military code I'm unaware of? Something your old group taught you? The only reason we hadn't started interrogating the guards here is because of that stupid stick figure you'd drawn... No kidnapper would leave something that shit on pride alone."
Afton sheepishly looks away, "Well, I'm back now aren't I?"
Karl shakes his head, "Do you think we haven't heard? Every NCR radio is reporting a terrorist attack on an NCR civilian building, quite the coincidence that it happened during your 'walk', right?"
"Alright, fine. That was me, but I have a damn good reason for it." Afton says, Karl not saying anything and presumably waiting for his excuse.
Afton pulls out the Fallen Ranger Sequoia and tosses it to Karl, "I found the bastard who killed my mother, and the explosion wasn't me either, the bastard had some kind of dead-man switch on him and blew the building to shit."
Karl's brows almost reach his hairline as he looks down at the weapon, "Damn. Who was it?"
"A man named Emory Emmerich, I didn't recognise him at first as he had a hidden cybernetic arm... But our... 'Friends' pointed him out for me."
Karl sends him a pointed look, "Them?"
Afton nods, "Yeah, it wasn't for free though... We've got a year to kill Lowell Thompson Jr. Better known as Major Thompson. If we don't they'll release 'all' of my information to any faction that might be interested in it."
Karl's lips thin, as the reality of such a situation hits him, if that did happen then it wouldn't just be Afton that'd be hunted down, but also Boone and Karl for their affiliation with him. "Shit."
"Yeah, shit's the word for it. But I think we can make this work, I don't know where Major Thompson is but I think he'll be a relatively easy target..."
Karl nods, "I know the man, he's a bloated piece of shit who apparently spends most of his time in the strip. I'd be careful though kid, the strip isn't a place to mess around in, its a cutthroat place that'll leave you broke, crippled, and capless in a matter of hours. Not to mention Mr House's presence, assassinating high-up NCR personnel will be tougher than your recent venture."
"I doubt it, I almost got blown to hell earlier." Afton says while gesturing to his damaged Recon armour.
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"What's the plan now?... I mean after you've spent a couple days recovering." Karl asks before correcting himself.
"I think collecting the bounty on Cook-Cook would be good, suddenly changing our plans might lead to suspicion, so let's get that done before doing anything else." Afton says, getting a nod from his companion.
"Hm, alright. But we aren't taking chances this time. We deal with our target first and deal with side objectives after... Can't have you losing another arm, can we?" Karl says.
Afton nods, "We'll see how it goes... You should get back to Boone before the guards around here start making rumours about us."
Karl's face sours as he stands and tosses back the Fallen Ranger Sequoia, "I'll beat whoever suggests somethin' like that. And you better make sure no one sees that gun, the NCR'll fuck us quicker than we can realise." he warns before leaving.
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Capítulo 223: Cook-Cooked...
Afton, Boone, and Karl were all currently set up in one of the abandoned buildings deep within Fiend territory. They had used the sewers to reach their current position, but decided that it probably wasn't necessary in the end...
"Huh, I wonder where all the Fiends went?" Afton asks, looking around from their raised position at the desolate streets.
"Kid, you literally dropped a nuke on them. If I were them I'd be hiding in a bunker until people forgot we existed." Karl states.
Boone looks through his scope and gestures a few hundred meters ahead, "They're not all gone, there's a good amount still patrolling the territory, probably trying to get the NCR out for as long as they can... This'll be a problem if Cook-Cook has hidden like the rest of them."
"If that's the case then we'll just come back for the bounty later... They can only hide for so long, they'll need to get supplies eventually."
Karl shakes his head, "If they start eating each other then we'd have to wait for months, maybe years if they're smart about it."
"Well, as much as I'd like to try and infiltrate their main base, I don't think we're prepared enough for it... I'd like to keep my other arm, thanks." Afton says, semi-sarcastically.
"Atleast there's some good that's come from this." Boone says from the side, "Now that they're locked down and unable to move like the had before, I doubt they'll be in any position to buy any slaves. No demand means that the slavers'll be outta luck, anything that harms those fuckers is a good thing."
Afton looks over the landscape and spots small groups of Fiends patrolling... The only thing he can see though is just EXP. Now that they lack numbers and are scared of getting nuked again he doubted they'd be willing to engage in another large-scale battle. "How about we start picking off Fiends on our way to Cook-Cook?" he asks, receiving an almost manic grin from Boone.
"I was waiting for you to say that." the sniper says, looking into his scope and pulling the trigger soon after, he'd done it so quickly that he must've found a target an hour or two ago...
*Bang!*
Afton could see a Fiend's head explode in the distance, their allies fleeing in all directions after looking around in confusion for a couple seconds, probably to try and find the shooter.
*Clink* *Bang!*
Boone fires again, blowing away another Fiend. Afton wanted to get involved in the action but felt his missing arm would drastically affect his effectiveness... Not to mention the fact he'd probably drop his Anti-Material rifle off of the building accidentally. The recoil was almost unmanageable with one arm, so unless he had a position that allowed him to compensate for it, it was unusable...
Obviously, on the roof of a building he didn't have the luxury of space, especially when the angle required him to almost literally be hanging off the side of the building to get a clean shot. So, he gave Karl his rifle instead, the man wasn't the greatest shot with a rifle around, but he was certainly better than Afton was currently.
"You two cover me while I cut the ears from the dead." Afton says as he makes his way down the building, That Gun in hand and fully loaded.
Reaching the ground floor he went around cutting the eats from the Fiends corpses while looting anything valuable. All while his companions continued firing at any visible enemies.
A few hours later and the group had thoroughly gotten rid of most Fiends still willing to patrol, Afton now had a sack full of a few hundred ears. However, the group still had a bounty to collect.
Due to their... More brutal method of accessing Fiend territory, Cook-Cook likely already knew they were headed for him. It didn't take a genius to realise that their destination was where Cook-Cook usually hung out.
Afton had spoken to one of the bounty hunters that'd almost managed to kill the man and learned that Cook-Cook was obsessed with a brahmin named Quennie... This was the main reason he knew Cook-Cook would not be hiding, the animal would take up way too many resources to be viably hidden.
Eventually, after cutting a swath through Fiend territory the group spotted their quarry... Or atleast, their quarry's base of operations. They were atop one of the highest buildings around, but couldn't locate Cook-Cook from their position, Afton could see something of interest though... Quennie.
There was a single brahmin grazing outside the base, and the only reason it hadn't been butchered and eaten was probably because of Cook-Cook. "So, which of you wants to kill that brahmin over there?" Afton asks, not hiding the grin on his face.
"I got this." Boone says as he lines up his Hunting Rifle.
Elsewhere :
Cook-Cook taps the metal spoon against the rim of the large pot he was using to make a stew. If you asked him what meat he was using in it he'd say "Just eat it pussy."... Yeah, most folks knew he'd rather butcher and eat people than his precious brahmin, and with the recent lack of supplies he'd had to make do with what he had. Unfortunately, he had an abundance of human flesh that they needed to use for something, especially now that Violet and her dogs were all fucked.
Of course, Cook-Cook wasn't stupid, with Violet dead and now Nephi? Whoever was hunting would be coming for him next. He'd wanted to retreat to the Vault with everyone else, but Motor-Runner, the bastard, had refused to allow Quennie inside. So, he was left out here, without enough forces to properly maintain the territory or to even protect himself.
The gunfire had begun to get closer and closer, and the men who'd survived it had reported that the enemy was slowly encroaching on his position.
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