Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-30051060-20160924171944/@comment-9075949-20160924210733

(Sure.)

A five-man scavenger squad, all equipped with T-60 Power Armours and either Laser or Assault Rifles were travelling through the Mojave Wasteland, passing through the now desolated town of Goodsprings, looting the nearby houses. One of the men picked up a signal on his personal radio communicator.

"Sentinel Lyons, give us a status report, over." a voice stated sternly

"Sir yes sir." He answered "We are currently en route to the Correctional Facility. There is supposed to be some kind of human settlement according to some locals we met on the way, over."

"Good, proceed, find, and make contact. Ad Victoriam Sentinel!"

"Ad Victoriam, over." The Sentinel disconnected from the signal with a low pulse sound

"Gather only tech, food and ammo, we move out in 5 minutes." he shouted to his men

"Yes, sir!" One of them shouted back