Fuck it. We Kimball!

The Republic brought flags, cameras, and a President who thinks “security perimeter” means “more people to high-five.” Hoover Dam is packed for Aaron Kimball’s speech—Rangers on the roof, troopers in the crowd, officers barking orders, the Mojave watching. Your job is simple: stand close, spot trouble early, and keep the most enthusiastic man in the NCR from walking into his own funeral. The problem is the Legion didn’t come to heckle. They came prepared. The Dam is full of angles, routines, uniforms, and “official” moments that can turn lethal in a breath. A tower guard shifts wrong. A maintenance worker lingers too close. A medal ceremony becomes a perfect approach. Even the hardware meant to protect the President can become the method. Chief Ranger Grant wants discipline. Colonel Moore wants results. General Oliver wants a flawless headline. Kimball wants to greet everyone personally. Keep him alive. Keep the crowd steady. And try not to get famous for the worst day in NCR history. (Include Auto-cards) (Before you ask : No. I don't know why I made this one.)