Rigged and Trapped

Tamia, Veronica, and Anja all walk into the 'dead-zone' while holding one another's hands. They weren't able to see each other, meaning they'd need a way to stay close aside from following each other's footsteps.

The land before them is a wide, scar ridden area that has many ruined buildings dotted around. Obviously, they'd all b been destroyed by the Boomers previous airstrikes, but Tamia wondered if the town that'd been here was inhabited before the Boomer's came.

If it had, that would mean the Boomers committed mass murder for almost no reason whatsoever... You couldn't claim someone else's land as yours just because you lived nearby, she'd need to ask them about it once they reached their destination.

"I wonder why no one else had thought of doing thi-" Veronica's cut off by Tamia.

"Hang on... Is that...?" she mutters, glancing behind as George approaching the territory.

The older man walks towards the dead zone with a huge grin on his face, suddenly he bursts into a sprint, jumping and waving his arms in the Boomer's direction. Almost immediately faint blasts could be heard from afar, this is followed by trails of smoke launching into the sky and towards them.

"That old bastard! He's trying to get us killed!" she exclaims, her grip on the other two getting tighter in sheer anger.

"I knew I should have punched him!" Veronica mutters as they start running in the opposite direction of George. Despite his actions, they were still invisible, so unless they were very, very unlucky they'd likely not be targeted.

George continues to run about randomly, ducking in between the ruined houses before reappearing from random directions, most likely making it incredibly difficult and annoying to properly shoot at him.

George himself was doing his best to get the Boomers to fire about randomly, in an attempt to kill the trio to reap the rewards from their corpses afterwards.

This strategy works well enough, Tamia, Veronica, and Anja duck as a bomb strikes nearby, kicking up dust and knocking them off of their feet. They quickly recover and scramble towards the nearest ruined building to get at least some degree of cover.

Once inside however, they discover an incredibly surprising sight. Two bodies were already present, both wearing scored and shattered Power armour belonging to the Brotherhood of Steel. Scattered around them were the shattered remains of what should be their weapons...

"Oh my god..." Veronica mutters, leaning forwards and taking each of their helmets to see their identities. Barely even minding the airstrike still happening overhead.

"As much as I hate to break up this reunion, we are still under attack!" Tamia urges, a hand resting on Veronica's invisible back.

Veronica sighs and nods, "Alright... But once we get permission I'm burying them..." she says, she didn't know either of them well, and actually only knew one of their names... Steve Lynch, a kid Afton had apparently had a feud with while he was still in the Brotherhood.

*BOOOM!*

The side of the building collapses as a shockwave disintegrates it, the group quickly retreat and sprint out of the building, towards the large fenced airfield where the Boomers lived. Fortunately, though, George's attempts to kill them cannot reach them any longer, the bombs coming dangerously close to the old-timer, causing him to quickly flee the area.

Tamia would've laughed were they still not deep within enemy territory. Veronica has a few words though, "When we get back I'm hunting that piece of shit down." Anja nods at the sentiment... Not that anyone could see it due to their invisibility...

Soon enough, the group reach the fence of the Airfield without any further attacks. They follow the metal wire fence until they reach the gate, where they could hear two Boomers talking amongst themselves up in a watchtower.

"Does that old man think this is a game? It pisses me off that no one's managed to hit him yet!" a male voice says.

"Well, why don't you go try it then. Trying to hit him with artillery is like swatting a fly with chopsticks." a feminine voice retorts.

"Maybe we should just run up and shoot him ourselves... Beats wasting ammunition."

"Yeah, and get captured while we're at it... You know how it is outside, you've seen the creatures that wander inside and outside our territory... Three words, GIANT, GREEN, HUMANS!"

"Whatever, you're just like the rest, too scared to take matters into your own hands." the man grumbles.

The female laughs as a result, "Oh? Aren't we the same? You yourself aren't doing anything with your hands, besides sitting on them that is."

Tamia quietly hums to herself at the information, apparently, a few of the Boomers were dissatisfied with their passive defence and want to become more active... Personally, she thinks it's a stupid idea as the only advantage the Boomers have against other factions is their armaments... If they start losing people they'll most likely be overrun in no time.

Regardless, she has a mission to complete. She taps Veronica and Anja on the back before turning off her Stealth Boy, the light around them ripples as they all become visible again, though, the Boomers hadn't noticed their presence yet.

"Hello!?" Tamia loudly asks, looking up at the watchtower.

*Clatter!*

*Thud!*

The two guardsmen seemingly scramble to find whatever that sound was, a man with short hair poking his hair over the side and gaping as he spots the trio standing before the gates. "What the-!?"

"Get outta the way and let me see!" a girl with red hair asks as she leans over the side next to him. "Ah! Intruders!" she exclaims once she spots the group, back away, picking something up and quickly making her way down the watchtower.