"Twenty eight...twenty nine...thirty...thirty on-two-three. Fuck out of-" He stood up from his sniping spot again as once again he was flanked and he used his rifle as a very expensive club, smashing the butt of it into the face of yet another NCR Ranger that had snuck up on him. Stunned by the strike, the Ranger didn't even see the fist to the adam's apple followed by a quick execution, snapping the neck. Deathstroke took the sequoia that was in the Ranger's thigh holster and took aim at two more that just burst out of a rooftop door and put them down before they had a chance to do anything. He let out a deep breath as he let the lifeless corpse of his meat shield ranger drop to the ground. All this running with his damn short legs wasn't getting him anywhere. He just hoped that Ginger could have warned command in time. He turned to pick up his rifle but when he bent over and grabbed it, it was stuck. He jerked on it but it didn't budge. That's when he saw it. A Camouflaged foot exit stealth and appear slowly. His eyes trailed up the tight but musclebound black suit that made up the woman that uncamouflaged in front of him. She obviously wasn't NCR and something told him she wasn't Enclave either. When the de-camoing effect reached her head, it revealed a black helmet with a red visor built in, all part of the suit. His brain told him to attack her, but his gut said to play it nice. He intended to listen to his gut. "Nice suit...going to guess that you aren't here to take me on a date." Her voice was militaristic, yet soft. Even though it was slightly distorted by the communicator in the suit. "Not yet, pretty boy. I am here to tell you something though." "And that would be?" "X7-90875" Everything went black.
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This wasn't an assault against a base. It was a massacre. The NCR stood no chance. Right and left, Whisper slaughtered with Winter at her back. Her rifle was doing good work, ripping through Ranger armor and power armor alike. 12.7MM rounds were badass to say the least. The two moved into a small bunker that was on the outskirts of the base. They intended to clean up everything that wasn't caught by the Enclave soldiers. The second they stepped into the bunker, they heard shuffling. Like rad-roaches after you expose them to light. The room was dark, but it wasn't that hard to find a light switch. The second they turned it on they revealed a storeroom. Boxes and shelves all over the place. Though it would have been smart to split up and speed up the looking, the NCR were against a wall and were liable to try anything. They stuck close to each other, searching every inch carefully. They made their way to the back of the room, finding nothing but old cans of spinach and Salisbury steak. But then they heard it again, in the corner. A scurrying. They looked to find a child, a little girl. She was black haired, shoulder length, large brown eyes, dirty, a small raggedy coat on. She was hugging herself against the wall, terrified out of her mind. Though they both knew they should spare her any pity and kill her, something about her just made them lower their weapons and approach. Winter was the one to get very close however, Whisper looking over his shoulder. He squatted down to face height and lowered his scarf. "Hey there...." He said in a soft tone. "Don't worry, we're not going to hurt you. Do...do you want some chocolate?" She looked up behind teary eyes and asked "P-P-Promise?" "Cross my heart" He said and held out his hand and in it, some chocolate.

Neither of them saw it coming. The little girl grabbed his hand and pulled herself into a hug, but quickly after, a loud beeping sounded. Winter acted with lightning fast reflexes and kicked Whisper in her hip as hard as he could while restrained by this little devil. She was thrown back a little. Just as she looked she saw him say "Goodbye." Before becoming engulfed in explosive fire. Whisper was thrown back across the room by the powerful explosion, ending up impacting against a wall, but that didn't stop her. She got right back up to her feet and ran into the epicenter of the explosion. "WINTER!" She yelled. But no response. She found her way back to the corner and found the crumpled heap of the man against a wall. His dogtag stuck out on his chest. His skin was charred and severely damaged, bones were sticking out in random places from the force of the explosion and a good chunk of his left leg was vaporized. Much of his scarf remained wrapped around his neck. His face was brutalized, just as charred as his body and parts of it was missing. His eyes were still intact and were staring blankly. She knelt down and grabbed his dogtags and said a few quick words before using her hand to slide his eyes shut and mouthing "Goodbye, Winter." before standing using her comm to contact the squadmembers in range. "Whisper reporting in...Winter...he...he didn't make it. Child bomber."
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Leinhart heard heart the message from Whisper and just knowing that a squadmember was killed by these NCR bastards sent him into a bloodrage. He didn't hold back, didn't try to be elegant in his killing. He simply started to kill as fast as he could. But it wasn't fast enough. Multiple communications started to come into his built-into-the-ear comm, all of Enclave starting to panic and yell about something coming from the horizon. At first he didn't understand how they could see on the horizon, but then he heard it. He looked up just as they flew over. The great Bear's Jet Bombers. The deathclaw scrambled for cover as the bombs started to drop. He barely made it into a building as it was starting to be blown apart. He made it down stairs to join archangel and Golem to warn them of what was happening. Before they knew it, there was another pass. Thankfully for the squad, reinforcements were inbound.