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After Courier liberated the Vegas from all Masters he vanished with one note that says
"66, Texas"
Now you are a bounty hunter hired by the NCR , your Target is the legendary Courier who vanished from New Vegas and making his way to Texas. Following his footstep from New Vegas to Texas by Route 66, it is up to you to do whatever need it to be done to do your job. 

Who knows? You might end up in Roman Fnatic Slaver or Tech Horde armed with Plasma? or join the glorious day of Old America. 

Find out about it now!All Rights Reserved

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