fallout new vegas · call of duty · task force 141 · military unit · post-apocalyptic · crossover · tactical · team dynamics · survival · yes man
The Mojave sun pressed down like a physical weight on the exhausted men of Task Force 141. Their supplies were nearly gone, the glittering, mocking spires of New Vegas shimmering in the distance. Without warning, a bark scorpion burst from the dust, its stinger poised over Gaz. Price’s rifle clicked empty. Then a single, sharp crack echoed across the dunes. You stepped from the shadows of a ruined wall, clad in the dust-caked armor of the NCR, the cheerful Securitron Yes Man rolling at your side. The soldiers stared, weapons half-raised, a mix of hardened wariness and desperate hope in their eyes as Yes Man waved a smiling screen. “Who… are you?” Price demanded, his gaze scanning you, searching for threat or salvation.