It was hot, very fucking hot. And the heat was the least of my problems, it had been an interesting week I had; helped kill a bunch of "Powder Gangers" fucking stupid name and their dumb as shit boss Joe Cobb, saved some guy named Ringo in the process and got payed for it so not all bad, gunned down more "Gangers" in a dust bowl of a town called Primm, later I cleaned out some over-sized ants and got a nice rifle and some ammo for my trouble, then I walked through some sadists idea of fun in Nipton, turns out that was done by Caesar's Legion some nutjob's idea of resurrecting old Rome(I would love to know how I know that) and through it all I have been tracking some fucktard in a checkered jacket who shot me in the head.
And now I have a pebble in my boot... Stop... why the fuck is there a road cone in the middle of the road, a passing trader would have put it to the side... I took stock of my surroundings, I was in a small canyon with rock faces to my right and left, the road curved ahead, enough for me to be unable to see what was around the bend, to my right are two old wrecks a semi and a nuclear powered car, won't do long for cover but should be fine for now. I carefully snuck to the wrecks and looked in the rear of the semi I found a shot of Steady and over-under shotgun with some ammo, the gun was shit but the ammo might be usable. After glancing through the truck I slid on over to the adjacent car and peeked over the trunk. I saw two of them a man and a women on the far side of the street, from the way she was shaking I could guess who had taken some Steady recently, they both with decent armor but only the man had a gun, a nine mil pistol by the look. As I started to swing my Service Rifle over the edge of the car I was spotted by the woman with the shakes, a primal scream was halfway from her lips before it was cut off by the report of my rifle, three shots quick and dirty, the first two ripped into her chest leaving bloody holes in their wake, while the third one ripped off the left half of her jaw, I have to say the NCR may not be able to supply their troops but they have a damn fine rifle. The man raised his gun but not fast enough as my bullets slammed into him, they didn't kill him outright but he would die soon. Then I heard the distinctive THUNK of a grenade launcher, acting purely on instinct I jumped over the car and sprinted towards the rock where the man was slowly dying there was an explosion behind me thankfully the small nuclear power plant in the car didn't detonate or I would have been missing some important organs. Upon reaching the rock I decided against leaving the bandit to die on his own and put two bullets into his head, after all I survived one. After killing the bandit I put the canyon wall to my left a skirted the edge of the rocks to climb towards the third bandit. As I did I slung my rifle and pulled out my little remembrance of Joe Cobb his .357 Revolver not a great rate of fire but whoever gets hit is going down for good. Finding the sumbitch was easy due to his constant swearing and putting a .357 round through his head was even easier climbing down to get the launcher was a bitch but finally getting that damn pebble out felt great.