บท 111: Scorp-Zilla was kirood!
*Beep, Beep, Beep*
*BOOM!*
A large explosion occurs and lifts a huge cloud of dust, almost knocking over a few people in the NCR encampment due to the shockwave.
...
Silence falls over the scene as a weary NCR soldier asks, "Did we get it?". Of course, they are subsequently smacked over the head by another for 'jinxing' it.
Afton glances to Karl who regards him with a small nod, "Ever seen a creature get as big as that?" he asks
"I saw a Super Mutant Behemoth once, so yeah... But we can talk about that later, seems like our troubles aren't over yet." he states while glaring at the dust cloud.
As it settles everyone is greeted by the Queen rad scorpions angry clacking. Its black carapace was heavily damaged with some of its legs blown completely off, not to mention the bottom of its armour seems to have disappeared, green blood slowly dripping from its wounds.
Sargeant Astor doesn't waste any time before ordering, "FIRE!"
No one dares do otherwise and immediately begins shooting at the now injured creature. It squeals at them like a dying animal, but the death throes are silenced in the barrage of gunfire. Everyone continues firing until they run out of ammo, the gunfire ending and giving way to their heavy, adrenaline-filled breaths.
"Alright, now it's definitely dead-guhk!"
"Bro, if you don't shut your mouth I'm going to throw you at it to see if that's true!"
Afton shakes his head at the rather undisciplined NCR men and looks to Karl, "I'll go check on it, cover me." he says before hopping over the barricade.
Astor orders his men to hold their fire while Afton is checking on it, it wouldn't look good if someone shot him in the back while doing something they were too afraid to do.
Afton reaches the creature, its entire body is riddled with wounds, the NCR weren't all that accurate but enough had hit for it to be fatal... Though, apparently it'd take a bit before this thing finally died, It was still quietly rumbling, clearly alive, but not for much longer.
He drew Lucky from its holster and pressed the barrel against the creature's fleshy head, now lacking its carapace. "Good Game." *BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG*
He unloaded all the bullets in his revolver and nodded in satisfaction as the creature jolted at the last one, he should've hit its brain judging by the response its body gave. He turns and gives a thumbs up to the encampment, ignoring the sudden relieved cheers that sounded out.
Karl walked over and gave the creature a nudge with his foot, for what purpose Afton didn't know... "Shame this thing doesn't have anything good on it... Its poison sack could be used to make antivenom, but that's about it... Unless you wanna try eating it? I doubt it'd taste good, plus the amount of radiation it'd been sitting in, you'd get mouth, throat, stomach, and ass cancer before you went to shit.
Afton shrugs, "As long as its dead I don't care if it doesn't have anything useful to take."
"Hey, what are you boys planning to do with its body?" Sargeant Astor walks over and asks.
"Nothing."
"Well then, would you be willing to allow the NCR to claim it? The higherups would probably like nothing more than to put this thing on display. They'll complain that it's a bit mangled but, they can go fuck themselves and kill another if they want."
....
"Sure? Are we gonna get paid for it or?"
Sargeant Astor chews his lip, "To that I have no idea, maybe the higherups will see fit to pay you for your work, or maybe not. Regardless I doubt you'll be able to carry this anywhere, right?"
"Fine, take it... We still have a few things to do in the town before we leave, get your caps ready because we've dealt with quite a lot of ghouls." Afton states.
Astor nods and leaves, getting on the radio and reporting about what'd happened here.
[+++Rep with NCR]
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It was still quite early in the day, and while both Karl and Afton were a bit tired from running away from that giant scorpion, they didn't want to waste anymore time in this place. Popping another Rad X in their mouths they left again, heading back to the Fire Station where the creature had burst out from.
In the far corner of the garage, they spot a truck with multiple containers on the back of it and a few Legion recruit corpses lying next to a couple of open containers... This must be the thing responsible for irradiating the town. As if to make it clear for the duo, Afton's Geigar counter was going crazy when they got close to it, going from ten, to fifteen, to twenty.
Afton didn't waste any time and immediately closed the containers, growing to himself when the radiation only dipped a bit... Seems like they were really too late to save this town, the radioactive materials already in the air would linger for a couple hundred years at least. The effects from the Great War were still apparent, so it was a rough estimate.
After sealing the containers the duo went up to the second floor where a couple ghouls were stumbling around, they were quickly dispatched and they explored the place to see if there was anything of worth.
The kitchen was a veritable treasure trove of food, but upon closer inspection, all of it was heavily irradiated... Like, grow an extra testicle for drinking that Nuka-Cola irradiated. All of it was useless, and the duo didn't think fireman gear was valuable or useful for anything, there was something peculiar in the bathroom though.
Afton had checked the stalls and found a mishmash of skeletons in it, a fireman's axe propped up against the wall... He didn't want to think about how this had occurred, but he did take the axe. Using his Pipboy's inventory option he saw that it was classified as a 'unique' item, similar to Lucky in that it was named and superior to other common axes.
[Knock-Knock] :
DMG : 66
Crit dmg : 33
Crit mult : x1
Strength req : 5
AP : 21
Weight : 8
Value : 3200
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บท 112: Ripped off...
The axe was alright but he'd rather stick to ranged combat as opposed to charging while shouting about Scotland... Or whatever you're supposed to do.
He straps the axe to his backpack, he might hold onto it to see if Tamia wants it, if not he'll just sell it... Three thousand caps wasn't anything to scoff at after all.
Not long after they arrived at the Fire Station they departed, it was a pretty poor haul with everything considered. Even the Elementary School had some Chems hidden in the nurse's office...
The duo continued killing feral ghouls, most of the streets were clear of them but the residential buildings still had a few inside. Afton would usually just breach the door and blow anything behind it away with his sawed-off shotgun.
They continued collecting irradiated dog tags until they had a good 230 of them. Astor had paid 400 for 40 tags last time, so the duo were hopefully in for 2300 caps when they finally returned. Once they sold all their loot they might be able to start going on the offensive against the Legion, as well as finding some leads on Afton's own target.
They'd just reached the last unchecked house and kicked the door in, guns raised to fire at any ghouls they saw... And indeed there was one, sitting in the kitchen with a bottle of whisky in front of them.
It took all the discipline Afton had not to blow their head off, the despairing expression on the ghouls face painted a different picture to the feral ones outside. They took one glance at the duo and gave a weak smile, "So, you're here to finally kill me?... Well? Don't wait on my behalf, just do it." they say in a gravelly voice that grates on the ears.
"Boy, shut your mouth, we don't kill innocent people... Most of the time." Karl muttered the last part.
"What're you doing here?" Afton asks, taking note of the ghouls NCR uniform. Could this guy be the only ghoul here that retained they sanity?
"What do you think? You two are out there killing any ghoul that moves and you think I'll stay put and wait to get shot? I may be like. THIS, but I still wanna live damn it!" he exclaims.
"What's your name son?"
"Priva-No... Just Kyle Edwards." he says, correcting himself before he used his old rank. He doubted the NCR would allow a ghoul among their ranks.
"I'm Karl, this here's Afton. We've been clearing out the ghouls for Sargeant Astor, you know him?"
Edwards nods, "Yeah... I tried to approach him once but him and his squad shot at me. Said it was a mercy killing... It might be, but I'd rather live like this than die like that."
"Maybe we could talk to Astor?" Afton asked, wondering if his maxed out Speech skill would somehow allow him to convince the man. They had a relatively good relationship so maybe he could?
Karl shakes his head, "Son, just head up to Ranger Station Echo north ease of here. Almost everyone in there are ghouls. No point sittin' here feeling sorry for yourself... Why not get revenge on the Legion for turning you into a ghoul and killing everyone in this town?"
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Edwards slowly nods, "Youknow what... You're right. it's their fault I'm like this, fucking bastards killed everyone!... Alright. I'll head up to Echo, oh, here... Thanks." he says, passing them his irradiated dogtag.
The duo watch the ghoul leave, Afton regards Karl for a moment before asking, "Do the NCR really allow ghouls into their ranks?"
Karl nods, "Kid, the NCR'd take talking dogshit, anything that can hold a gun is prime soldier material to them. Some may not like it, but most ghouls are tough mother-fuckers, think there are some from even before the Great war. Imagine, having access to someone who not only knew how to use pre-war tech, but actually used it in a military setting. The NCR aren't stupid enough to pass that up."
Afton nods in understanding, his time with the Brotherhood had skewed his view on ghouls slightly. From his time playing Fallout 3 he knew that there were many intelligent ones that were more capable than regular humans. He thought from the Brotherhood's teaching that this world might lack those exceptional ghouls, but apparently not.
With that, the duo make their way back to camp and present the ungodly amount of dogtags they'd collected. Sargeant Astor's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when he saw the pile presented to him.
*Cough*, "Hmm, I... Didn't expect you to retrieve so many, I. May not have enough caps to cover your efforts..." he sheepishly admits.
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Afton scowls at the man, "So, you ripped us off? Funny, I thought you guys were better than the Legion but, apparently not."
Astor looked as if he'd been punched in the stomach at his remark, "I'll pay you everything I can but I doubt I can cover everything you are owed."
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"Just pay us what you got and we'll see if we need to start shaking you down." Karl states.
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Astor walks away and comes back with a large bag, inside were around 1300 caps, almost half of what they were promised.
Afton looked to Karl, "What should we do? I don't want to shoot up an NCR encampment for something like this, but I won't take it laying down either." he whispered.
Karl shrugs, "Not much we can do, truthfully Astor shouldn't even be hiring us as he's in no position to negotiate on behalf of the NCR. Not to mention his rank is too low to actually commission anyone. I do have one idea on how they can repay us though..."
Afton raises a brow and is about to question his partner further when time stops for the N'nth time.
[WELCOME TO LEVEL 15]
[WELCOME TO LEVEL 16]
"Couldn't this shit wait until we're done negotiating?" Afton sighed as the notifications sprung up.
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Camp Searchlight turning out to be Camp levelboost... Shoulda expected it with how many ghouls they were gonna kill, as well as that Queen Rad scorpion, she was worth a level up on her own :P
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