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The atmosphere in McAllen Camp in southern New Vegas is very tense today. The rangers on the front line have been transferred back to two squads. The patrol soldiers gathered in the camp and wiped their guns. The most elite First Reconnaissance Company in the camp is standing on the lookout post on the wall, taking turns to observe the situation in the Demon Gang territory in the west with telescopes.

“What’s going on now?”

Major Daterry sent a cigarette to each of the snipers of the First Reconnaissance Battalion. A young man with glasses hesitated to answer. A blonde sniper snatched the cigarette from him and stuffed it into his pocket.

"The addicts were beaten and pissed." An old ranger who stood crookedly put down the scope in his hand and made a judgment with certainty. He lit a cigarette and blew a sip of smoke comfortably. "Huh, it's quite fun to see these scums being killed."

"Beware, Sterling. Those iron guys who are slaughtering are not easy to mess with." Major Daterry was wearing a rare power armor. This model seemed to be a little different from the power armor of the Brotherhood of Steel. Technically, this is a good product of the power armor seized by the NCR military after rehabilitation.

"Yes, it's really not easy to mess with. Robots are not easy to deal with, but we can use some electromagnetic weapons to paralyze them." The veteran glanced at the dilapidated building complex in the distance, "If those bandits can get some special weapons for robots, then there are still some fighting in this battle. But we are different from bandits. We can still create several boxes of electromagnetic pulse grenades in the weapon warehouse... or landmines, etc. Our strength lies in positional warfare. If there are a few more rangers shooting guns from a distance, then these robots are not opponents."

"Well, it seems that the firefight between the two sides has been temporarily suspended."

"The robots are shrinking the front line. Are they going to retreat?" The blonde sniper pulled Ray-Ban's sunglasses to his nose and directly picked up his sniper rifle to observe the opposite side. "No, it gives me the feeling of being temporarily rested. I can't see clearly, so I want to look closer."

"No. Betsy. You and anyone in the First Scout Battalion cannot step out of McAllen Camp." The major issued an order, "You are precious property to NCR, and you cannot take this risk easily."

"Fart." The sniper known as Betsy spits the earthy tobacco chewed in his mouth to his feet. "Soldiers are just to go to the battlefield and raise us white and fat. We can still be called the first reconnaissance battalion. Ten of Spades, come with me."

"Yes...yes!" The young man wearing a pair of thick-soled glasses followed her down the lookout whistle with a sniper rifle on his back. Major Daterry wanted to stop him, but sighed again and put down his hand.

"You know she has to watch Cook die." Veteran Sterling took out another cigarette. "It's impossible to persuade him. And with the strength of Betsy and Ten of Spades, you shouldn't have any trouble just watching from a distance."

"I just hope she doesn't get hot and rush into those killing machines. God knows how those machines identify their enemies." Major Daterry lit a cigar herself and occupied a place on the lookout post.

After leaving McAllen Camp, Betsy and Spade Ten quickly entered the hunting state. The two were members of the first reconnaissance battalion with the famous NCR, which represented an extremely high attainment in shooting skills. However, these two men had a mortal hatred with Chef Cook during the battle with the Demon Gang. If they could not kill that beast with their own hands, they would not have a good sleep.

"We may not be able to come back this time, and we will be able to do this alone."

"I...I I I I...I...I'm you...you you you you your observer!" The young sniper man blushed, "We are a two-person sniper sniper squad, we must act one by one... together!"

"Okay, I understand. Pay attention to your surroundings and observe your hands." Becky tidied up his first reconnaissance battalion military cap and adjusted the strap of the sniper rifle, "Let's start hunting."

Compared to the NCR soldiers patrolling along a fixed route, the two were more familiar with the terrain and roads around McAllen Camp. The best quality of the sniper "patience" was fully demonstrated in the two of them. They carefully passed the road to the ruins complex in the west. No one was alarmed on the road. The simple mines and traps of the Demon Gang were not touched. Once, the two met two lonely Demon Gangs, and neither shot. Instead, they were determined to move towards their destination.

"See those machines."

A few dozen minutes later, the two squatted on the second floor of a building with only half a building, and used camouflage cloth to disguise themselves as the ruins around them.

"They are... repairing? It seems that their reinforcements have arrived."

Indeed, more than a dozen combat machines gathered into an array, and several other clever men who had not joined the battle before began to repair the damage suffered by these front-line machines while humming "The Stars and Stripes" and also commented from time to time, such as "You stupid guys, won't you protect your detector lenses?"

"These machines are just part of them. Let's see if we can go around from the side." Pai Ten recorded the distribution of all the machines. Just as they were about to go downstairs, Becky grabbed them.

"Wait, there is a new situation."

The two of them lay motionless on the window, carefully identifying the two newly appeared figures. The two people who suddenly broke into the robot queue were not burned into scum by the machine like other bandits, but instead a robot saluted them.

Noting the equipment suspected of transforming power armor on the two men, Betsy cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, is that... Brotherhood of Steel?"

"No, the badges are different." Spade Ten looked more carefully than Betsy, "The badge of the Brotherhood of Steel is...yes, yes, yes, wings, long swords, teeth... gear patterns, but the badges on the shoulders of these two people... are black...black black...cross."

"Black Cross? I seem to have heard of it." Becky thought for a while, "It's not a foreign chamber of commerce that has been very popular recently, right? I remember that some time ago, the base allocated a sum of money to buy a batch of arms, mainly energy weapons. Moreover, the guy from the scientific research department had a fight with Colonel Xu, saying that even if he was selling the pot, he would buy some alien crushing guns in their hands. If he couldn't buy it, he would send troops to rob... He was bombarded by Colonel Xu."

"Chamber of Commerce? Why...what they have so many robots? And why, are they here to fight the Demon Gang?"

"God knows, let them bite the dog. We only need Cook's head." Becky sneered, "Then the two of us go in directly, so we should not be pulled down, we have to look at these two people."

The two slid down the first floor along the rope, leaning down on the building as a cover, and crept against the two people hundreds of meters across. Although they were wearing power armor, the two people broke into the Demon Gang's nest alone. I wonder if it should be said that they were bold and unscheming.

"The bastards of the Demon Gang were afraid of being beaten." Along the way, the two of them had never encountered a bandit, but occasionally they would see charred traces on the ground. It can be seen that the Demon Gang was already shrinking its territory with all his strength, gathering all the remaining armed forces, trying to build a defense line to block the mechanical god of death.

"Their defense... is too, ma'am amateur." Hiroshi Ten seemed to be trying to correct his stuttering, but every time he spoke, he couldn't help but care about his stuttering. Instead, the more he cared about it, the more serious he cared. However, he spoke very hard, and occasionally improved. "The arrangement was too amateur, and under the suppression of this strong firepower, he was defeated."

"What do you think of the two people in front? They don't seem to have brought weapons. Maybe they went to negotiate with the Demon Gang? Being surrendered?"

"They have killed so many demon gangs... it is impossible to negotiate. And the demon gang is a group of crazy... it is impossible to surrender."

"Don't they just want to rely on two people to score in?"

“It’s possible.”

"There is an ambush ahead!" "Ambushes!"

The two of them suddenly said in unison. It was not that they saw some flaws, but that the intersection in front was so easy to set up. There were high-rise buildings at four corners of the street, and they were a bit strangely quiet. When they looked closely, they could see a figure looming behind the windowsill on the fourth floor.

"We have to remind those two stupid guys." Becky raised his sniper rifle, found a fulcrum on the ground, and then aimed at the window on the fourth floor of the building. After two breaths, she fired a shot.

With a scream, a demon gang with a hole on his back fell out of the window. At this time, the two people had not yet entered the ambush circle. The trap was discovered, and a large number of demon gangs suddenly appeared in the ruins of the surrounding buildings. Several grenades and condescendingly smashed down, and the gunshots rang out like beans.

"Damn, these guys are so cruel."

If it were the NCR troops, there might be heavy casualties under this ambush. However, the two people below seemed to be completely distracted. One took out two pistols, and the other took out one...one...

"What is that?" Pai Shi was so shocked that he didn't stutter, "Toy?"

With a "puff" sound, a demon gang holding a thunderous sound, his arm was interrupted by a certain kinetic energy bullet and exploded directly upstairs, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The grenades that had been thrown before were actually ignited by the pistol, and a red mine was kicked back by the shorter figure, and it exploded in the air with a bang, and the air was suddenly filled with an unpleasant smell of sulfur.

"How is this possible?" The snipers of the two First Reconnaissance Battalions were stunned. "Even the power armored forces of the Iron Brotherhood are just a little harder, not so exaggerated!"

The tall man turned around and aimed at the enemy upstairs, and the whole thing in his hand also showed his full view. It was a toy that looked like a winged unicorn. However, the horns of the unicorn looked shining with metallic luster.

This is the first appearance of "Friendship Destroyer". (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!