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В процессе, впервые опубликовано июн. 19, 2021
𝑾𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕

The battle of the hoover dam is over, won by the Courier and Yes-Man, the NCR left in charge of the dam, supervised by Sekuritrons and the Courier took over the lucky 38. One day colonel Moore calls them over to give them a quest to check something out for her in the Fort.

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