Chapter 13b: Like They Put The Whole Thing Together In The Dark
Let's check this computer and see who's been poking around.

The key Boyd gave me was for the door, not the computer.
Sigh.

The computer keeps track of anyone entering the tower. So why didn't the MPs think this might be a useful clue?

See, there's the break-in, about 1 in the morning.
Double sigh.

Well, it's almost noon. I've got a half a day to kill before I need to check the tower.

I'll go collect that dead Ranger's body.

To do your job and give a soldier his deserved rest.

Here it comes.

Yeah, she already told me about the Fiends and the traps.

Oh for, you know I...
Wait, what the fuck is that sound? Is someone shooting at us?

Oh SHIT. Legion HIT SQUAD.

Oh no you don't. You get back here.

You assholes have seriously rustled me off.

Eat concrete, motherfucker.

Oh my, what do we have here?

Yes. YEEESSSSSSSSSSS.

Unfortunately, those Fiends are on the rooftops so my new best friend isn't going to be much help.
Let's see if one of the hunting rifles I picked up from one of those Legionaries is any good.

Say goodnight, Gracie.

Goodnight, Gracie.

Boone and Jango took care of the others with no problem, so let's see about getting this guy to safety.

HHHORRRRFFFFF

Oh god, if I stripped your armor, would you weigh less? Fucking hell.

Here you go, boys. Courier has successfully delivered the package.

It's not a big deal, just a few bullet holes. Maybe a laser scorch or two.

I'm just doing what you pansies should have done.

Yeah, that would... that would take a while.

Roger.

So long, dude. It's been morbid.

I think the private was in the concourse.

He's headed back to California as we speak.


Tell me about it.
Let's check the armory. I think Boyd said someone named Contreras was in charge?

Oooooh.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH.

I remember now that Boyd also said Contreras was a dirty gun thief.

Let's see if he was stupid enough to leave evidence.

Yuuup.

Before I turn him in, Contreras is kind enough to sell me a sweet new set of armor.
I'd like something a bit more fashionable, but I really need the protection when my fighting style is best described as "in your face."
Now to go blow some whistles.

Wouldn't doubt it.

I got what I needed out of him, so fuck if I care.

Is that a proposition?

Is it a new toy, momma? Is it? Is it?

As good a reason as any, I suppose.

Looks like I'm in good with the NCR.

It's getting late so I'll go ahead and camp myself out by the tower.
6 hours later...
Boone saw someone go in while I was napping, time to nail this son of a bitch.

Just got to be super sneaky.

Gasp. Them's Legion words.



Holy MOLEY.

That's definitely an NCR outfit, but I don't recognize him from behind.

Hold on, that looks like...
Wait, DID HE SAY DETONATION.

Shit, gotta run gotta run gotta run.

Come on, come on, COME ON.

There's the train. I don't have much longer.

Shit, where's the BOMB.

I hear beeping. That's not good.

Oh thank god this thing was made by amateurs.

I can breathe again. Shit.
That was AWESOME.

Let's go bring this asshole in.

Captain Curtis, you are UNDER ARREST.

I mean you are UNDER ARREST.

Start shooting at ME, will you? Let's see how you like being smacked with a hydraulic fire hydrant.

Curtis refused to come along quietly. I'm sure Shoe will understand.

Well if he wasn't the mole then I just murdered an NCR officer.


Well, credit is what I do these jobs for, not cheddar. [/sarcasm]

A key?

A key to a Ranger safehouse, no less. Oh my.

Let's go check it out and see what's waiting for me.

Here we are.


Fucking JACKPOT.

Hey Boone, come here, we're gonna dress you up nice.

Okay, I know you were in 1st Recon, not the Rangers.
I know it's a whole different part of the NCR.
But Boone. You look fucking AWESOME.

Dear diary, today was the best day.