A New Vegas Story By: Colton Lewis Burk
The dust was rolling across the road as the Legion marched. Their armour was red as if rusted. Then a lone shot from a scoped hunting rifle. The Legion centurion leading the group was shot down. The Legion recruits fell into disary. A Vexillarius tried to keep them orderly but, alas to no avail. Then out from hiding by the side of the road, squads of NCR troopers and officers started to shoot upon the already fleeing Legion soliders. The NCR veteran rangers from Baja made quick work of them. As the NCR soliders celibrated their victory they cheered and veterans just stood quiet, just standing there, wishing they could go back to Shady Sands. But they were in the Mojave now, fending off the as the soliders quieted down the rangers were already gone.
Veteran ranger Taylor was sitting on his cot in a tent. In the tent is a radio on a desk, with a chair pushed into it. By the cot there is a small dresser. In that dresser is a Service rifle, a Anti-Material rifle, and his armour. The chest peice has many bullet holes in the left shoulder piece. The armour pants piece are just blue jeans. The knee has also been shot up. He puts on his armour and straps his guns on his back and opens the tent flap. The sun was shining very bright. Around him are several other tents like his. walks to the mess hall where he is greeted by the cook. He says hello and then gets his food. It was an old pre-war Salsbary steak. It had lost most the flavor but was better than nothing. After finishing breakfast he walked to the gate, the old rusted walls made of sheet metal with razor wire on top, as if it was the frosting on a cake. Taylor talked to the guard and then walked through the gate.
The vast expanse of cracked roads ahead of him and the safety of Camp Sierra. He was supposedto be looking of a Legion raiding party. They had already raided and pilliaged the town of Nipton. The leader of the party was a Frumentarii by the name of Vulpes Inculta. He was a high ranking officer in Caesers Legion. As Taylor was walking along the road he found a dead body lying face down in the road. He was wearing a Pip-boy 3000 on his wrist and his clothing was a Vault 21 jumpsuit. He scoffed and sadly whispered "Amateur". As he walked on the road, the sun was setting and he was in the Mojave. Alone, but strong.