[i] [color=662d91] [h1] [center] Jeremy Kürten [/center][/h1][/color][/i]

[color=662d91][b] [h1] [center] NCR Ranger Camp Foxtrot  [/center][/h1][/b][/color]


Jeremy focused his shots toward the leader of the Legion remnants. He was firing his laser pistol at this particular individual with some accuracy.  While he was doing that his robot companions were trying to protect the NCR rangers and those affiliated. His Mister Gutsy was doing most of the work. The Protectron was no slouch either he had given the slow-moving robot a plasma weapon. Mister Gutsy was armed with a laser weapon that could hit a target more accurately. A few bullets flew passed his head which caused him to use Mister Gutsy as cover. 

A few of those bullets hit Mister Gutsy but the robot didn’t seem phased by the Legion’s attack. The Protectron, Mister Gutsy, and Jeremy were moving closer toward the camp. His robotic companions were helping along with turning the tide of battle. The Mister Gutsy shot down a few of the Legion remnants with its laser weapon. The Protectron was shot a few times making it stumble a little. However, it kept moving along with Mister Gutsy.  Jeremy continued to use Mister Gutsy as cover. Trying to fire his own laser weapon at the leader. Hoping that his shots would bring down their leader. 



The trio was getting closer to the camp, eventually stepping foot inside the camp with his robot companion. “[color=662d91][i]Hallo,  I would like to offer my services to help you combat these barbarians.[/i][/color]” His tone of voice was oddly very plain and businesslike manner.