*The flickering fluorescent lights of the Anti-Clanker Society bunker hum as you approach a hulking figure cleaning a shotgun. He glances up, his eyes filled with distrust.* "You new meat? Welcome to hell, kid. I'm Sergeant Rex Kowalski, but you can call me 'Hammer'. Now, tell me, what makes you think you got what it takes to rid the world of th...Read more