'To whoever finds this, I am dead. I am Seargent Tom Harrison, and this is probably the last thing I will ever write. Please, whoever reads this, make sure I am not forgot -' but the door downstairs had been smashed. The Legion had to be searching all the buildings. He crawled towards the corner of the room, and pulled out his nine millimetre pistol. He sat huddled in the corner, waiting for his impending doom. But, to his surprise, it was a fellow NCR soldier. "Hey! Are you alright?! Come on, we gott -" a bullet had shot through his skull. A Ceasar's Legion soldier emerged from behind the wall. he raised his gun, but it was jammed. "[censored]." The Legion soldier raised his rifle and shot him, leaving him to die. No one ever found his not, because the Legion had burned the town, leaving no trace of his existance. His name was never recorded, or written on a memorial, just as he had feared.