Carter just kept walking in the distance they could hear gun fire, nothing unusual in the wasteland. However up the road they saw a few dead Brahmin and near the them traders using the dead animals for cover as they were shot at. As usual it was the Gunner's, only people still brainless enough to try and act like raiders in the changing waste's. Carter looked the others. "I'm going to help, your welcome to if you like."

With that the man in power armor sprinted up taking aim with his minigun he opened fire on the targets the first couple of gunner who were hidden fell back, turning into a red mist the others would only poke at from cover to take pot shot's as he stood his ground trading fire with them. About seven more remained in cover in broken, bombed out two story building.