บท 88: Don't look a Beagle in the eye
*BOOM!*
The sound of the mine going off alerted Karl and Afton that the former's plan had worked. They enter through the backdoor of the building that'd presumably been locked with its key lost. Who knew Karl was handy with a bobby pin?
Neither knew how many criminals there are so they were going about this clinically and cautiously. With all the attention drawn towards the front entrance, no one would think of them coming through the back.
In the hallway they notice a few people rushing from upstairs towards where the explosion had occurred. The biggest shocker being the fact that one had a huge weapon with them... Both were quickly able to identify it though, it was called an Incinerator.
While it did technically count as an Energy Weapon, Afton had no prior experience with it. The Brotherhood considered it an inferior weapon as all it did was launch small fireballs. Regardless, it was something they'd have to watch out for, not only due to the damage it could potentially cause them, but because the ancient building they were standing in would go up like a match stick with relative ease.
The hallway they were in had two exits, one on the left which led to the stairs up, and the right which led into a large room, perhaps the dining room of the hotel before the war? Just as they were about to pass the stairs, rapid steps force them into hiding.
Judging by the sound it was only one person, as soon as the person reaches the ground floor Karl launches at them, kicking away their 10mm pistol and grabbing them in a chokehold. Afton pulls out the Ranger Knife Karl had lent him and stabs them a couple of times in the gut to stop them resisting.
Their eyes widen as they give choked groans, spitting up blood and losing consciousness soon after. Afton leans down and slits their throat for good measure, can't have them waking up and alerting the whole place to their presence.
Afton cleans the blood off of the knife with their victims clothes and hands it back to Karl, they shake their head though, "Keep hold of it for now, better in your hands than mine." he states as they sneak into the dining room.
Many tables were upturned towards one side of the room that had two entrances, the cons assumed an attack would come from the front. A small campfire sat in the middle of the dining room with a molerat pierced over it on a spit. Afton grimaced at the thought of eating such a creature, it looked more like a cancerous growth than anything edible if he were honest.
On the other side of the room was what seemed like the kitchen, it was dimly lit but they could see a man sitting on his knees with his arms bound. probably Deputy Beagle if they had to guess.
They glance at the new visitor and his eyes widen with hope, "Are you... Did they send you to rescue me?"
Karl scoffs and Afton shakes his head, "Seemed like the townspeople were ready to let you die... They just stayed holed up in the casino, refusing to move or even help themselves."
Beagle sighs and looks down, "Yeah, I can see that... Doesn't mean you can't untie me though, right? You caused that explosion right?" he guesses anxiously.
Afton nods, "Yeah, we're about to fight the rest of the cons so an extra pair of hands would help." he says, leaning down and is about to cut Beagle free.
"Ah, I'm not so sure I'd be of any help... Not that I don't want to, its just..." he says, causing Afton to stop and scowls at him, "You have two choices, one, you stay and fight with us... Or two, you sit here still bound with a high chance of us not returning for you... Pick."
A bead of cold sweat runs down Beagle's back as he gives his best smile to Afton, "Ah... Now that you mention it, getting a pound of flesh for what those cons have done to me would be alright..."
Afton cuts the man free and glances at Karl who's watching the door, waiting for the criminals to return. Perhaps they'd assume one of them was fucking around with one of the traps and accidentally donated it on themselves? It was a reach but criminals weren't known for being smart, especially those who took over a town with no plan for afterwards.
Beagle stands and pulls out a 9mm pistol from... Somewhere, Afton doesn't even want to think about where he could've hidden that, the criminals would have definitely searched him so that left the options rather... Limited... Assuming it was pre-loaded to meant that Beagle had bigger balls than Afton had first thought.
Even Karl was giving Beagle a weird look, who hides a loaded gun in their rectum for fuck sake? That's not even counting the ease of which he'd retrieved it. Apparently not even the former-ranger had heard of something like that.
Afton glares at Beagle, "There's a few rules you need to follow... First, don't ever touch me, especially with that gun. Second, you follow everything we tell you to the letter, ignoring us could mean you tasting lead with your forehead. Third, try not to annoy Karl. Good?"
Beagle quickly nods "That's an affirmative... Sir." he adds, feeling as if he was a child being manhandled.
Karl quickly gestures at them and they crouch down behind the desk as the criminals stream into the dining room. There was only two exits from the kitchen, the one that they'd entered from, and a locked room on the left.
"Does ANYONE have any fuckin' idea how those idiots got their hands on a mine? I TOLD YOU TO NOT TOUCH THE TRAPS, and what do you do?! NOW WE'VE GOT FIVE DEAD, A BLOWN OUT FRONTDOOR, AND I HAVE NO IDEA IF THEY BROUGHT ANYMORE MINES!" the man wielding the Incinerator shouts.
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บท 89: Fanning the flames
There were ten of them plus their leaders wielding the Incinerator, mos twere cowering as the man went off at them about how useless they were, suggesting they'd be better if he tied the explosives to them, setting them on fire and facing them in the direction of the NCR encampment.
"Oof, that guy isn't messing around..." Beagle mutters from behind them.
Afton shakes his head, they should try and strike now, all of them had their attention on their leader and he reckoned he could kill a couple before any could react. He thought about getting Karl to do it but killing many people quickly wasn't something the .44 Magnum was designed for... The recoil on it meant that he'd need similar strength to Afton to pull it off. Afton could see that Karl's glory days were far behind him.
"Get into cover, I'll try reduce their numbers as much as possible..." he mutters, dropping the double-barrel shotgun he'd stolen from one of th criminals on the table and drawing his .357 Revolver.
With his Gun skill now maxed, he could almost foresee the best way to eliminate the enemy with what he had. He grabbed the revolver in his right hand and rested his left on the hammer, preparing to fan it. This would essentially allow him to fire it as fast as he was able to pull the hammer back, a technique used by old-world shooters and duellists.
He sent a silent nod at Karl before stepping in the doorway, the criminal leader was still berating his men and dutifully giving a clear shot at his temple. What a polite person Afto mused to himself.
[John Wick Style is in effect] appears in the corner of his vision, along with a Pipboy sprite that looks suspiciously like a certain Keanu...
Afton grinned to himself as his vision sharpened and his body almost began firing at the enemy reflexively. One of the criminals had turned their head towards the kitchen and saw him in the doorway, they were about to shout when he began the slaughter.
*BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!*
In one second Afton had expended all the ammunition in his weapon, aiming directly at the enemies heads. The leader wielding the Incinerator crumpled to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, five of his six shots seemed to instantly kill their targets. Unfortunately, the last one only managed to blow the ear off of them.
After this Afton throws himself behind cover as bullets start flying, he quickly reloaded his revolver and glanced towards his companions. Karl looked slightly surprised but tried not to show it on his face, but Beagle had his mouth agape while looking at him.
Clearly, he hadn't ever seen someone kill five men in one second with just a revolver. His shock disappeared though as a bullet flew over his head, barely missing him. He started blindly firing over the table like some rooky who'd never held a weapon before.
Afton thought they were pretty lucky as he'd killed the guy wielding the flame weapon. It was heavy and difficult to use, which meant that it was likely no one else knew how to use it. He peaked his head out for a moment while activating VATS, memorizing the enemies positions before aiming directly at them and firing off two shots.
Both release spurts of blood as they tumbled backwards, a new orifice created on their heads. There was four left but they seemed intent on continuously wasting their ammo to suppress them. They weren't able to fire back due to the number of bullets flying.
Fortunately, Karl was experienced in this and just signalled us to wait, they'd run out of ammo eventually. He was correct, as not two minutes later the *clicks* of empty magazines ran out. Afton grabbed the shotgun on the table and dashed out, using VATS and targeting the two closest men.
*BANG! BANG!*
Their heads were reduced to mulch from the attacks, Karl had followed him out of the kitchen and finishing off the last two with clean, methodical shots.
With that, the building went silent. The deafening cacophony of discharging firearms had ended so abruptly that it felt like all sound had permanently disappeared. Afton stuck a finger in his ear and wiggled it around, still hearing the vague ringing.
"Fuck.... Fuck! You, what was that? How!" beagle mutters from behind them in utter disbelief. He simply couldn't comprehend how two men had taken on the whole gang, and without a single injury as well.
Afton raises a brow at him, "Be quiet and help us loot them." he states as he begins rifling through the deads pockets, taking any caps, chems, or other valuable items they may have had. Karl grabs a backpack from one of the crooks and stuffs all of their weapons into it, excluding the Incinerator of course, it was much to large to be held within it.
"Er... Can-can I leave now?" Beagle quickly asks after they'd finished packing all the loot.
Afton examines him to make sure he hadn't stolen anything before nodding, "Yeah, go ahead... Mind the traps as well, don't wanna get your legs blown off." he adds, causing the man to pale.
"That was good... Great, even. Didn't know you could shoot like that." Karl mutters as the duo begins looting the entire hotel for valuables. Sure the building used to belong to the Primm residence, but they were too scared to take it back, thus, the loot went to them.
"Yeah... I, wasn't confident in doing that so I never tried on live human's before." he explains, hoping it'd be enough to placate the man. He was determined to never tell anyone about the system, even if he got married and had children he'd still keep his mouth shut.
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