Fallout:Omega

Chapter 9

Weapons Check

“Ideas pull the trigger, but instinct loads the gun.”

Don Marquis

 I expected a little more for Nage’s home, but it’s basically a shack, a shack made up of rusty scrap metal. It was in the western end of town that is the least inhabited. When we reached the shack, Nage tried opening the door but it was stuck. He struggled for a while but the door would not budge, he gave up and kicked the door off it’s hinges out of frustration. “Home sweet home” he said sarcastically.

 His “Home” had only one room. this room had a make shift furnace, a small desk, a locker which look like the ones in the Vault’s school, and his bed... Well, actually it was more like a mattress on a metal frame, no blankets or pillow.

 “Sit down, Ken. Show me what you got.” He said, I assumed he meant me to sit down on the bed because there was no chair in sight here. I pulled up my single strapped bag and pulled out that mysterious pistol I found in that safe three days ago. I also pulled up my remington combat shotgun.

 I placed them next to each other on the bed along with my 10mm pistol, Nage puts his hand on his chin and began to take a look at my little arsenal. He picks up the shotgun and takes a closer inspection. “Huh, you got yourself a remmy-shot. it looks pretty tactical!” He exclaimed...remmy-shot? he seemed pretty impressed. He stood up and walked to his locker, after adding a combination to the lock he opened it up and pulled out a shotgun of his own.

 “My Rem’s a lot older, but I kept it clean and working.” He said, passing the shotgun to me. He’s right about the gun being older, the stock was made of wood! but it still looked polished and clean, Nage really did cared for this gun. The gun didn’t have any rail mounts to add any attachments to like mine.

 “Your model is a shotty used by the military before the bombs dropped, mine here is a civilian model, less tactical but they both give a good punch. I’m assuming you got yours from your Vault’s armory” he said.

 “Yeah, I thought our weapons were quite average, I had no clue they were pretty tactical compared to everyone else's here.” I said. “Oh no, there are certainly some advance weaponry out here as well, though they are pretty rare.”

 He looked at my shotgun’s attachments, the shell strap where the stock is and my optic sights. “alright let’s see your pistol, I’ve already seen your 10mm pistol, so show me the other one.” I passed him the mystery pistol I found, “Hmm” he said. “This is a beretta 40mm pistol. Packs a heavy punch, ‘40 bullets are hollow pointed and can literally punch right through a human body and hitting the guy behind him.”

 “Hollow pointed?” I asked. “It’s a bullet that has it’s tip hollowed out, that way, when it hits something. More particularly, flesh, it does a hell of alot more damage.”

 “Jeez, it’s that strong eh? Quite glad I found this gun in a safe, though, I don’t have any such ammo for it” I said.

 “Hm” said Nage, he was looking at my 10mm pistol, likely comparing it to the Beretta. “The 10mm is reliable at best.. for wild animals and wandering raiders at least. Sooner or later you’ll face more tougher game, like Mutants or Mercs. If I were you, I’d sell this pistol and it’s ammo to try to buy some ‘40 rounds.”

 Sell my gun? I guess since I haven’t used it yet, it’s good condition will have some value in the market. So far, only the shotgun has kept me alive. I nodded yes to Nage to which made him smile.

 I’m... not sure why... but that smile, for some odd reason, reminded me very much of Liam. I wonder how the Vault is doing since I’ve been gone? Nothing much except strict water restrictions I bet, I don’t think many people miss me except maybe for my mom. She might just go through another drinking binge if she did find out I left the vault.