Madeline Orders Her Powder Gangers to Kill the NCR Troopers

"They are NCR. Lets just kill them before they know whats what." Madeline said. Tack approved.

"Let everyone know they don't open fire until I do." Madeline told the closest raider to spread the word.

As the Troopers came within range Madeline leveled her weapon at the closest NCR clad trooper. When she felt the party was close enough--she squeezed the trigger.

The trooper stumbled then went limp. A demonic cacophony erupted all around as the powder gangers let loose with what ranged weapons they had. Some had only clubs, knives, and make shift weapons. Those lay hidden by rocks ready to charge at Madeline's command.

The troopers, even if they were deserters, had some military bearing. Those that weren't cut down in the immediate salvo hit the dirt and returned fire. A Powder Ganger cried out in pain. Then went silent.

The group of troopers were hopelessly outmatched after half their small band went down in the initial ambush. But they fought to the last. Each moment they delayed the Powder Gangers was less ammunition the Gangers had as loot.

Eventually the remaining troopers succumbed to Powder Ganger fire or a fierce melee.

"Too bad they got to fight back so much. Less ammunition. Damn it Sammie make sure you aim lower next time. You were just blasting away over their heads." Madeline said as she walked among the strewn corpses of the NCR soldiers, their blood mingled the sand where she tread.

"Yeah," Tack said with a forward shrug of his shoulder "but they were just NCR. Fuck 'em." A chorus of assent came up from the Powder Gangers. They especially hated the NCR who had originally captured and jailed them in their now home.

"Get anything worth saving boys." Madeline said, and the party commenced stripping the dead of anything useful.