It's nothing you haven't dealt with before. A big barn and a couple of outbuildings, a quaint little farm. A family of farmers, maybe two families, live in the barn, and they probably bar the door at night. It'd be hell to assault the place at night, and, if you attack in the daytime, they'll definitely return fire.
To your right, Rockwell spits out his roll-up, smashing it with his boot. He watches the farmers for a few seconds more, before speaking. "Should be an easy one. You see that outbuilding? Looks like a barn of some sort. Sneak up in the dead of night, toss a torch in, and wait for somebody to notice. They'll all run out to put out the fire...and boom. Easy, right?"
You're the leader of a band of marauders. Marauders are the scum of the earth. They prey on good, working people, murdering and pillaging. Many factions in the wastes hire them as mercenaries, or, occasionally, hire them just to go somewhere else. It isn't a glamorous life, but it's better than most.
Generally, it's important to remember that you're worst than just a scumbag. You're, in the eyes of "civilized society," a murderer, looter, waster, mercenary piece of crap. People you run into out in the wastes probably won't like you, but, with some work, you might move past that perception. Or not. It depends on how many guns you point at them. Good luck.
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