He stopped on tithe way to Adams and checked a hidden Soviet cache for some money. He found exactly $20. He left the gun in the crate so Z19 could retrieve. He continued on his way to where he had met the mysterious dealer. When he got there Adams greeted him with open arms again. “Hey there pal! You got my money?” Rogue held up the $20. “Great!” He grabbed the cash and flipped through it. “It’s all here! Here’s your sniper back. It’s been nice doing business with you! You better get back to your base before your superiors start getting suspicious.” Rogue nodded and started walking away. When he’d gotten a ways away, he thought he had heard something. Rogue turned to look, and to his shock, Adams, the crate, and the ruins were gone! Rogue wiped his goggles, but there still wasn’t anything there. Rogue continued walking, thinking that he really needed a nap.
That’s probably going to be the last of Wasteland till next Monday. I wonder just who Dale might really be?
That’s probably going to be the last of Wasteland till next Monday. I wonder just who Dale might really be?