Earlier :
Karl had just sat down and ordered a whisky from the barman, idly waiting for the signal to be given... It'd been a couple hours now and he'd just finished his second glass when an old friend sat next to him. "Meyers." he mutters in greeting.
"Karl, you doing alright?" Meyers asks as he sits, his balding black hair concealed by his desperado cowboy hat. He wore the typical Powder Ganger uniform and had a short stubble forming on his chin. The man was slightly overweight due to inactivity and drinking, but he couldn't really be blamed for that.
He'd been in the prison when people started breaking out, he chose not to participate and stayed outta the conflict. Karl had quickly made friends with the man, his pragmatic view on the world matched his own, even if he lacked the hatred for the NCR he did.
Karl nods at his question, "I'm alright, just got some things on my mind."
"Like what?" Meyers presses.
Karl shrugs, "You happy in this place? They refuse to let you go and blabber to the NCR, in exchange for you keeping quiet they booze you up and keep you fed... Is that really the life you want?" he asks his friend.
Meyers shakes his head, "No, but I don't have a choice, do I? I'll be shot if I try to leave, the drinks just make it bearable." he confirms with an almost despairing nod.
Karl orders another drink and tosses some caps at the barman, "Well, what if you had another option?"
...
Meyer leans in, "I'm listening..." he says in almost a whisper.
Karl's about to speak what an explosion causes the building they're within to shake, the bottles of alcohol placed on the shelves shuddering and causing the barman to frantically keep them from falling off.
The tremors quickly subside but Powder Gangers started rushing out of the bar in-order to see what'd just happened... Karl downs his drink casually and audibly slams it on the counter, "Hey barkeep? You wanna tip?"
The man who'd just finished steadying the bottle turns and nods with a greedy look, Karl stands and places his .44 Magnum on the man's forehead before pulling the trigger. Their head explodes and the bottles of alcohol are covered in blood as the former-ranger hops over the counter, dragging Meyers with him.
The other Powder Gangers in the room who'd not left yet immediately draw their weapons and start firing at them, Meyers looks at Karl as if he were crazy. "What have you done! We're fucked now!" he exclaims.
Karl shakes his head and removes his blue jacket, "You better take that coat off before the NCR gun you down, you gotta choose now boy. You wanna sit here doin' nothin'? Or do you wanna escape with me?"
Meyers only has to consider the offer for a moment, he tears the blue jacket off and tosses it over the counter, the jacket getting riddled with holes as the Powder Gangers reactively shoot at it. "I'll be shot if I leave now, you've not really left me with any options Karl, but I'll help you out, fuck sake." he pulls his bulky 10mm pistol and starts blindly firing over the counter.
Karl grins, "That's the spirit." he says, pulling the pin of a grenade out with his teeth before chucking it over the counter.
All the duo here is "What the fu-"*BOOM!* before the grenade goes off.
Some of the Powder Gangers barely survive the release of shrapnel, the furniture around the room allowing them to find some sort of cover from the explosive. Most are incapacitated by it however, limbs crippled, eyes pierced, and fragments cracking their skulls.
Karl uses this distraction to peak over the counter and fires two shots, each killing one of the downed Powder Gangers who were struggling to recover. He quickly had to drop back into cover however as bullet start flying towards him.
Meyer glances at him as he reloads his weapon, "You got anymore of those?"
Karl shakes his head, "Sorry to say no, I don't." he states as he picks up a bottle and tosses it over the counter while shouting "GRENADE!"
This gets the reaction he wants as he hears people scramble to get out of the way, standing and firing a few more bullets at the enemy. Meyers gets up too and they both manage to finish the rest off.
*Creaaaak*
The door leading to the front entrance of the prison slowly opens and Dawes pokes his head in anxiously. His eyes widen at the corpses of his friends and was about to run but finds himself incapable... His mind is blown, literally, as shards of bone and greymatter coat the door as his head explodes.
Karl blows the smoke away from the barrel of his magnum and walks over to Cobb, rifling through his pocket until he finds the key to the door. He'd need this to lock the entrance in-case the guys who left to ambush the 'mystery NCR caravan' came back due to the commotion. No doubt they'd be able to hear that explosion, even Sloan might've heard it.
He drags the body inside and locks the door, looking to Meyers and nodding, "Let's go, sounds like the fighting's still going on, we're in position to flank the Powder Gangers so let's get to it before we miss out." he explains before heading for the backdoor.
The duo dip out and are greeted by the sight of upturned tables and Powder Gangers hiding behind them for cover while NCR soldiers fire at them. The tables weren't thick enough to stop bullets but were only used to block line of sight.
Karl could see a few people dropping dead and noticed that it was Afton who was responsible, the kid firing at them from the nearby watchtower. Afton sends a wave at him before continuing to fire.
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Afton spots Karl and someone else coming out of the Visitors centre, the tag-along wasn't wearing their Powder Ganger jacket which probably meant they were on their side. He gives Karl a brief wave of acknowledgement before continuing to fire upon the grounded Powder Gangers.
Karl jumped into action, taking cover behind some metal debris and firing at the backs of the Powder Gangers. The sudden attack from both sides was too much for the criminals to handle, most immediately routed and tried to run, but were gunned down by the combined force of the NCR and Afton's group.
The NCR arrested any who surrendered with their hands up, their laws prohibited them from simply just executing people. From the hundred or so Powder Gangers, there were only around nine left, all of which were now being pinned to the ground and handcuffed by the NCR soldiers.
Afton exited the watchtower and made his way down the walkway with his hands up, the NCR troops attempted to apprehend him but were stopped by Sargeant Emil who had Karl and the unknown man at his side.
Emil grinned at them all, "You boys did a fantastic job if I've ever seen one! Damn, I'm still itching for a fight. Taking out that searchlight saved us some trouble, and those dead Gangers in the Visitors centre were you two I'm guessing?" he glances at Karl and his friend.
Karl nods, "Yeah, needed to get that front door locked in-case anymore came through. Being able to flank them was just a bonus." he adds before gesturing at Meyers, "This here is Meyers, his sentence was almost up when the Powder Gangers took over, he didn't take part in the escape and so they imprisoned him here to prevent him blabbing to you lot. I hope you'll take his actions into account." he asks with a stern look.
Emil nods and looks at Meyers, "Sir, whatever you were imprisoned for is forgotten, you may have saved some of my troops lives. For that, I am thankful. Now, all that's left is to clear the buildings out for any remaining Gangers."
"Ah... You might want to hold off on taking the Administration building, Eddie's probably still in there with his bodyguards. I reckon they'll hunker down in his office with as much ammo as they can carry." Afton says, causing Emil to nod and pull back the troops who were about to charge into the building.
Emil gave them a sheepish look, "I don't suppose I could ask you boys to help us take the building? You're more familiar with it and the people inside than we are."
...
Afton pauses and checks his Pipboy, smirking to himself when he sees it.
[Capture the NCRCF administration]
[Optional: Kill Eddie and his men]
Afton slowly nods at Emil after checking it, "I'll do it... I'll be expecting some extra pay though." he says, causing Emil shrug, "I can't pay you but you can get first dibs on whatever the men inside have on them."
"That's enough." Afton mutters, idly remembering that Eddie had a plasma pistol strapped to his side.
"Guess I'm goin' too, can't let the youngsters take over just yet." Karl says as he opens his .44 Magnum and stuffs some more ammo into it.
Meyers shakes his head, deciding not to accompany them into another firefight. He wasn't scared, just weary. Additionally, any chance of him fighting Scrambler had his legs refusing to move, even when he commanded them to.
Afton and Karl stood on either side of the double door leading into the Administration building, NCR soldiers had already set up cover opposite the door so they could easily fire inside onto anyone guarding the entrance.
Karl showed Afton his fingers and began silently counting down with them, on zero both quickly opened the doors before getting back into cover. This was the correct choice as bullets immediately started flying from both the NCR and the remaining Powder Gangers who were inside.
Shouts of pain came from both sides as people dropped, but the NCR eventually won out due to their better firepower and numbers. Afton took a glance inside and saw that everyone had been eliminated... One Powder Ganger seemed to still be alive, but he was rapidly bleeding out.
He cautiously entered the building and dragged the man outside, throwing their gun away to prevent them from doing something stupid. "You, can you talk?"
The Powder Ganger shudders in pain and coughs up some blood... A bullet had pierced a lung if he had to guess. "Y-yeah.. D'fuck you want.. Traitor."
"I can save your life, if you talk about what Eddie's doing." Afton quickly says, the man's eyes widening at this.
"You can help? Right... You're the Doc." he mutters after remembering Afton's job. He coughs again but pushes himself to talk, "Eddie's gone nuts, fuckin' nuts. He left us in the doorway with fuck all ammo and dogshit weapons while he trapped himself in his office. He's panicking and wants to wait for Scrambler and the rest to get back."
Afton nods, pulling out a stimpack and injecting it into the man, they release a long sigh, blinking their eyes a couple times before passing out. Usually he'd not waste a stimpack on this idiot, with the NCR at his back it'd be best he kept his word and followed their procedure... Douchebags would save someone before imprisoning for life... They probably did it because prisoners were essentially free labour.
Afton glances behind him at Emil and Karl, "Hear that?"
Karl nods, "Probably need something explosive to breach the office if what he said was true... The building was made to withstand riots, can't exactly just shoot our way through."
Emil crosses his arms, "We've got a couple grenades ready, plus the dynamite the Gangers had on them."
"Dynamite'll do nicely, we'll breach the room, just have your men ready when we do." Karl mutters.
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