From the maw of the dinosaur, the sniper watched the road to the east through his scope. Ever since the Legion took Nelson, some of their scouts trickled towards the town for a potential breakthrough. They wouldn't report such an opportunity after they came into his sights. Their bodies lay out in the middle of the road, rotting to the wild or being eaten by the geckos.
Even at night, his eyes were still good. Hopefully, the fighting at Forlorn Hope would be in the favor of the NCR.
His eyes saw movement in the distance. It was more than usual since there was a group instead of simple scouts. Looking through his scope, the sniper saw a dozen Legion soldiers running towards his position. Were they trying to rush into the town? Then explosions erupted in their way, killing half of the men along the way.
Boone opened his other eye and saw there was a person running away from them. Whoever it was, it would cause a commotion for Nelson. His scope began to focus on the person running away from the group; however, she turned around with a strange weapon drawn. Yet, he saw a sniper-like weapon on her shoulder. She was a sniper.
It appeared that her weapon was firing on the Legion soldiers that were attempting to penetrate into the town while they running after her. When he turned his scope onto the remaining Legionnaires, he lined up his crosshairs and waited for his moment. Then he pulled the trigger.
His sniper rifle shot out and penetrated through a soldier's skull as his body slumped down. The two men beside him had fallen to the woman's gunfire as the remaining three Legion soldiers threw their spears after her. They were lightly armored, perhaps they were slavers.
Didn't matter, one more reason to shoot them. Boone fired one more shot on a slaver with a grenade, causing him to leave the grenade on his body. The others quickly left him as an explosion erupted from his body. Now there were two more to kill. His scope began to switch onto another Legionnaire, but was caught by surprise when he heard a loud shot echo throughout the town's outskirts. Was she using her sniper rifle?
His scope switched onto the last target, a man who pulled out a submachine gun from his holster. "Got you." Boone quietly said to himself as he squeezed the trigger. Then a click was all that came from his barrel. "Shit!" He had forgotten to count his ammunition.
As he loaded his sniper rifle, he looked at the brunette crouching in the middle of the road. Was she stabilizing her shot. When the Legionnaire was firing his weapon, she began to line up her shots in his general direction for a mere moment. What was she waiting for?
"Take the shot, goddamn it."
She took it. A loud blast echoed in the night as she took in the recoil and in a blink of an eye, the Legionnaire's head was rolling in the middle of the road. Silence was all that remained as she turned her head towards the dinosaur's mouth and nodded. Then she walked towards the town after putting her large sniper rifle on her back.
Then he heard knocking behind his back. "Who is it?" Boone questioned. He hated it when someone bothered him.
The person spoke. "It's me, Briscoe." The man explained. "I was just about to close up the shop, but I heard some gunfire and explosions outside. Is there something to tell the rest of Novac about?"
"Yeah, Legion slavers. More than the usual sort." He commented.
"Damn, what are they doing right now?"
"I don't know, Cliff, but they were chasing after a woman coming out of Nelson." Boone replied.
"Should I alert Manny?" He asked.
"No need, apparently our guest has a sniper rifle as well. Go meet with her in the front. I don't normally see people coming out east."
"Alright, I'll go do that." Soon after, Boone heard Briscoe's heavy footsteps become distant the farther he went away from the door.
As soon as the sniper looked back to the east, he pushed the bolt into place, continuing his protective watch for the town of Novac.