"Clay get your ass over here and shot these [censored]s" Yelled Billy.
"Yes sir" Clay said.
Clay shot his gun at the group of Raiders ahead.
"Hey Raiders like the taste of lead"
He continued to shoot at the group, he emptied his clip.
"Crap out of ammo, Jacob cover me"
"OK I'll be right there" Jacob said while running over to Clay.
"Crap I don't have anymore bullets Jacob do you have any 5.56mm clips" asked Clay.
"No, do you not have any other gun's" asked Jacob.
"No all I have is this gun and a firkin trench knife" Clay replied.
"Wow maybe next time you will be more prepared dumb ass" Jacob said.
"Aw screw you" Clay chuckled.
"Nah you would like that to much Clay" laughed Jacob.
Jacob stood up from his cover and looked at the group of Raider's, he lifted his missile launcher and shot it at the group.
The raiders body blew to pieces and went flying.
"Now ain't that a sight"
"Goddamnit there bloods on my armor" yelled Billy.
"Aww poor baby" chuckled Clay.
"Yeah [censored] you at least I care about what I look like jerk off" Billy yelled.
"Yeah whatever you two lets go collect our pay" said Jacob.
The group walked back to the man who gave the contract, a few hours later they arrived at his home near the side of the river.
"Hey you we got rid of those raiders now were is our caps" said Billy.
"Right here" said the man while dropping a bag of caps on the table.
"How much is in there" asked Clay.
"Five thousand like we agreed on" said the man.
"Count em' Jacob" said Clay.
"What screw you I ain't counting that much caps just trust the guy Jesus Clay what has happened to you" Jacob said.
"Fine whatever do not blame me when we get ripped off" said Clay.
"Thank you" said Billy.
"No thank you" said the man.
The group walked out of the house and started to walk back to there home on the way there Billy and Jacob stopped.
"What the hell are you guys doing lets keep moving" said Clay.
"No Clay we have had enough of you alright now you are not getting any of these caps in fact were you are going you won't need them" said Billy.
"What the hell are you talking about" said Clay.
"I'm sorry" said Billy as he lifted his shotgun.
Clay shot his gun at Clay's chest the impact of the bullets sent him flying back.
"OK let's get the hell out of here" said Billy.
The two ran off to the east.