INTO THE WASTELAND... AGAIN!

Preparing for the Wasteland

I finish purchasing the gear and ask the shopkeepers if I could use their workbenches. They happily agree. So I begin working away on my new gear, keeping my mind off of what just happened.

First up, I modify my hunting rifle, by installing​ a .50 Cal receiver. Next, I replace the short barrel with a long, ported barrel. Then, I replace the standard stock with a marksman's stock upgrade. After that, it took me awhile but I modify the clip system and install the quick-eject system using long magazines. Finally, I install a dual setting night vision scope, which can switch between the scopes. I have found myself calling it, The HEADHUNTER.

Up next, I modify the combat shotgun.
First I change it up and put an advanced receiver in it. Secondly, I put a long, ported, shielded barrel on it. Next, I install the marksman's stock and quick eject drum magazine. And finally, I fit it with a dot-based reflex sight. I call this creation, the SMASHER.

Up next, I work on the 10mm pistol. Which I turn into a submachine gun with the following modifications. First, I replace the standard receiver with a powerful, automatic receiver. Next, I change the standard barrel to a long, light, ported barrel. I replace the grip with a sharpshooter's grip. Changing the clip setting, I install the quick-eject system and upgrade the magazine size to a large magazine. And finally, I fit it with a reflex sight and suppressor. I call it, the ASSASSIN'S SMG.

Finally, I modify my combat rifle, turning it into an assault rifle. With the powerful, automatic receiver and long, ported barrel. A recoil compensating stock, and large quick-eject system magazines. A reflex sight and a large bayonet have been fitted to the rifle as well. This is the WASTELAND DEVASTATOR.

Next, I modified the combat armor, all given the shadowed quality material. I stabilize the arms, install deep pockets on the chest piece and I sleek up and muffle the legs. I also paint them camouflage, using a paint that is similar to the material.

After I finished modifying my gear, I ask Piper if there's a place I could get a decent meal and a stiff drink. She escorts me to the dugout inn. She offers to pay as we head inside.

The barkeep walks up as we sit down and hands us a poor excuse for a menu. One item however, catches my eye. Deathclaw steak. I order two and Piper just orders a vodka. I chow down on the steaks, However, I feel a bit different, stronger almost. I finish my meal and down the rest of my scotch. I then ask Piper if there's anywhere I could stay, as I really don't feel comfortable staying at the inn.

She kinda blushes and tells me to follow her.

"I don't usually do this with complete strangers, but I have an extra cot at the office if you'd like to stay there." She says, trying to hide the fact.

"Better than sleeping in this rust-bucket." I laugh, turning to the barkeep. "No offense, sir"

He scowls and we head out. She leads me to a newspaper building and walks inside. I casually follow her in and I sit down on the cot. Shortly after I lay down and drift off to sleep.