Zombie Apocalypse

The duo continued circling around the town to get a better look at it, the places of interest were a police station, fire station, two churches, and the residential district. Neither knew where the supposed radioactive material was located, but judging from Afton's Geigar counter it seemed to be around the Firestation.

It was fortunate they had radiation suits as the rads per second sometimes even rose above ten, and they weren't even close to the building at that time.

Afton and Karl was looking at the fire station from behind a nearby building, a few ghouols were meandering about but didn't seem to have noticed them yet.

"Should we take a look inside the building? We might be able to deal with the radiation if we find the source." Afton asks.

Karl shakes his head, "There'd be no point, the damage is done and even if we stopped the initial source, the radiation would still be present here... Best just earn whatever caps and scavenge what we can before moving on to the next town." he states.

Afton nods, his Pipboy didn't have any questions relating to dealing with the radiation problem, he wasn't all that interested in helping the NCR regain the base anyway... While some had been hospitable to him, he knew they'd kill him if they found out he used to be in the Brotherhood of Steel.

"Let's just start dealing with the ghouls then." he states, finally getting to use his new Perk [Quick Draw]. He glared at a couple nearby ghouls and took a duelist stance, his hand hovering above Lucky.

Once they noticed him he moved, he was like a blur as the revolver left its holster and flashed twice, two shots ringing out.

*BANGBANG!*

The ghouls both dropped dead with bullet wounds now decorating their foreheads, Afton might not look like an old western duelist while wearing a radiation suit, but he could now definitely shoot with the best of 'em.

"Are you holding back, or just improving at a ridiculous pace?" Karl mutters from behind him.

Afton just shrugs and shoves two .357 bullets into Lucky's two vacant slots. "Maybe you're just seeing things? You are pretty old."

"Yeah, and you'll listen to this old man as he knows better." he grumbles, "Get ready, they heard your shots." he says as he readies his own weapon while looking at an alleyway leading to the main street.

Afton equips his other .357 revolver in his other hand and points both at the alleyway, firing as soon as he sees ghouls stumbling through it. "This shit reminds of resident evil... Let's hope this ain't raccoon city." he mutters as he unloads his ammo into the feckless zombies.

It isn't difficult to kill the one's coming through, the duo annihilates around twenty of them before additional ones start crawling out of the nearby buildings... They start backing up as they couldn't know where the next would come from, in the end through zombies were clearly inferior to good old American ingenuity.

They take all of the irradiated dogtags and Afton wraps them up in a radiation suit before placing them back in his satchel, this is to stop it irradiating his other possessions.

The duo continues walking around the town, killing small groups of ghouls. They made sure to constantly keep themselves topped up on Rad X, Afton could check his current radiation level with his Pipboy, he judged that Karl would be at around the same level, so if he needed a Radaway then Karl would too.

They were fine for now though, they'd spent a couple hours in the town and the sky had started dimming, night was slowly approaching and neither wanted to be in the city when finally hit. Before they left though the wanted to check out some of the places of interest.

The Police station wasn't as irradiated at the fire station, so they went ahead and tried to take a look, finding much to their irritation that all the doors had been locked for some reason... Shaking their heads, they next headed to the ruined church, strangely enough finding a sign with "Storage room" written on it placed above a trap door in the far corner. A lantern was set next to it and illuminated it for all to see.

Shrugging their shoulders, the duo entered. Down the ladder, they found themselves on a staircase that lacked any rads... This must've been a pre-war bunker designed to resist radiation.

"For fuck sake! Do one of you idiots know how to make this shit work?!" A voice sounds out. Apparently, someone was down here.

"We're just hired gun's Logan, why the fuck would we know how to hack computers?!"

Karl and Afton walk into the room, the eye-watering orange colour of their radiation suits quickly attracting the men's attention. Both were ready to draw and start firing at the men, but they'd see what their intentions were before acting.

A man wearing what looked like scrap-metal armour sitting behind a monitor immediately stood while placing a hand on a 9mm SMG resting on the table. "Who the fuck are you!?" he exclaims, the other three men preparing to defend themselves as well.

"Just looking around, doing a job on behalf of the NCR." Karl calmly states.

...

They relax after a moment and the man in metal armour kicks his feet up on the table holding the monitor, "Huh, didn't think they wanted anything to do with this god-forsaken place... We're from the Crimson Caravan, name's Logan."

The duo nod and introduce themselves, Afton glances around the room and realises it's a veritable treasure trove, lots of ammunition, chems like Rad X and Radaway, and even food were lying around. The group hadn't looted this place yet, and while the wasteland didn't have many rules, it was still 'first come, first serve'... The only exception to this rule was, 'My gun's bigger than yours, so fuck off'.