AN: a review would be much appreciated.
The atomic fire ripped through the desert landscape turning what little desert life there was into cinders. The explosion was to large too be a mini-nuke but too small to be a full sized atomic warhead. The device that let this explosion had to be custom made.
Max was about 200 feat from the group as she had ordered them to stay at the edge of the radioactivity. even With the enhanced zoom provided by the hellfire armor she could only see the edge of large crater off in the distance.
The enclave? But why let off an explosion in the middle of nowhere?
Max started to head back towards the group. She may have had radiation immunity. But she wasn't about to walk into over 50 rad/s.
"Theirs no way we can get you back to the brotherhood. The radiation just where I was standing was 50 rad/s and the crater looks to be at least 10 kilometres in diameter. See if you can get a radio through to the brotherhood." max explained.
Jess fiddled with her pip-boy but all she got was static.
"No the radiations creating too much interference." jess replied.
"Pre-war maps show there's a general atomics facility north west of here. It shows that it had it's own broadcasting facility. I say we head their. Maybe we can send out a signal from their." max continued.
So the band of about thirty all clad in one form of power armor or another headed south to a ghost town called Indian springs , where the general atomics manufacturing facility was located. The trek was hard as the heat in the desert rose. The mid-day Nevada sun could overcome even the climate control units built into the vault-tec power armor.
They passed the small town of mercury when nightfall came and the hotel owner couldn't believe his luck when 30 heavily armed individuals and payed him with a dis-assembled auto-doc. The thing had to be worth more than a thousand caps if it worked. It was an obscure scene; thirty suits of power armor standing in the lobby of an empty hotel as one maxis star assembled an auto-doc. Once the auto-doc was assembled and board was payed max began to chat to the hotel owner.
"So where are you and your bunch of er...friends headed?" inquired the elderly hotel owner as he ran is bony fingers through his grey withered hair .
"We're headed down to Indian springs."
"Indian Springs? That place is a ghost town.
If you don't count all the psychopathic robots from general atomics."
"I wouldn't worry, we've got a plan for them."
"If I didn't know any better I'd thing you were going to take control of that place or something.
Your more than well enough equipped for it.
Don't see many bands of people with power armor, other than them brotherhood of steel folk who used to control the solar power plant way south of here in Vegas."
"Wait did you say Vegas?"
"Why yes I did youngen. You know the story right?
Magical city of lights that withstood the war.
Ruled over by robots controlled by the mysterious beneficiary of the city Mr House.
At least it was until somebody called the courier took over and kicked the NCR and Caesar's legion out of the place."
"The NCR I remember hearing about them back in the vault. Can't get the NCRPR station now where out of the vault. But the long range sensors used to pick up on it."
"Ah so you're a vault dweller then. May I inquire how you came to get so well armed then?"
"Most of the armor came from the vault security armory or dead enclave"
"With all that heavy weaponry, you an them enclave must have had quite the dust up. Anyway you've got quite a trek ahead of ya so you better get some rest youngen."
Max decided to take the elderly hotel owners advice and headed upstairs. Once on her room max stripped of the remainder of the hellfire armor. Max climbed into the double bed happy to be sharing it with scribe Jessica again.
In the morning after both max and Jessica had slid into their power armor and prepared the group to set off once again max decided that she hade some more questions for the man who ran the hotel.
"you mentioned something called Caesar's legion earlier. what is it?"
"the correct term would be was it accounting for the couriers securitron army destroying it.
but to answer your question Caesar's legion was a huge slave army controlled by a man named Caesar. they lived across the other side of the Colorado river until the couriers securitron army decimated their settlement at fortification hill during the second battle of hover dam. those who survived the battle formed smaller raider tribes.
A lot of them headed north taken slaves from some of the local towns. But I doubt their something people like your bunch couldn't handle."
Max thanked the man for his valuable information about the legion and then the group headed south toward Indian spring.