The Raiders were no match for the superior armed and powerful Federation troops. The Guards were quickly taken out. The Raiders inside the settlement noticed the commotion and began lining the walls, only they numbered far less. Around thirty began opening fire from the walls while the others in the community, too cowardly to fight, either ran to hide or snuck out of the settlement.
In the distance on the road, a Ghoul watches. An agent from Mr. Anette, he sits in a foldable chair, drinking a bottle of whiskey. As he watches the precision of the Federation, he smiles and laughs.
Ghoul - "Silencers. Hehe. Those clever little bastards. I love them already."
He takes another sip from his bottle as he watches the battle unfold.