David counted his bullets. He sipped his canteens and walked down  Northern commonwealth. The air was cold, almost nothign like the Moajave heat. The hispanic man loosked around commonwelth. NCR officials said some of the Brotherhood was here. They had some kind of robot called Liberty Prime. They wanted him to represent them, even though he wasnt technically a ranger. The Brotherhood and the NCR had a treaty and the NCR wanted to see if they will be welcomed to Commonwealth. Memories of the day the rangers defeated the legion at Hoover Damn once more, came to mind. The defeat was won, thankfully to a mysterious courier. The Mojave was safe from the Legion. But NCR wanted to be ready encase the Legion or any foes come there way. He was also sent down to find any remaining Caesar's legion officials.

He lit a cigarette as he stopped for the moment.. He checked his map. There was supposed a few abandoned houses nearby. Might be some caps, or supplies. Then something sounding like a can tipped over. David turned aiming his hunting rifle. "Who's there? Show yourself!" THere was word of feral ghouls being here. A hiss was heard and he saw them. The hispanic cursed and fired a shot, knocking a ghoul back. 4 more revealed themselves. "Shit!" He cursed and shot another bullet. The ghouls roared and began charging at him.