Hot off the trail from capturing Victory, Team November find themselves embroiled in yet another conflict by a mysterious man from a tiny, isolated village. Answering his plea, they make their way there and discover that situation is much more complex and sinister than meets the eye

Poem: The cries of a dead world, callin' out in pain. Red skies on the desert are the blood in a ranger's veins.

My own retelling of the original 1987 Wasteland using the characters I rolled. I'm writing this just for fun and practice but I will still try hard to be faithful and write well. Rated M for swearing, sex, violence, and drugs. This is the nuclear apocalypse after all, so please enjoy.

After the events of Wasteland 2, the Desert Rangers were severely weakened after the destruction of Ranger Citadel, crippling their manpower and stockpile. Years later, the rangers slowly rebuilt with the support of their allies but the strength the rangers once had diminished long ago, forcing General Vargas to act fast for any hope of continuing a future for the Desert Rangers.

(Wasteland 1 and 2 fanfic) The Desert Rangers falls in 2133 by their original leader turn into goat-humanoid due of mutated from goats and radation from Ranger noses, The group spilt into four from Political to Religious factions to order rebuild society and Original leader is turned revenge by making his Army of Animal-Human Humanoids to attempt make this never happened...