Bite discreetly pursued the NCR and their Brotherhood charge for a while longer, watching them regain a semblance of order while lying behind a mass of weatherworn monotone bricks. Bite had grown complacent in a false sense of safety. It seemed like, in a single movement, the last trooper abruptly turned to face Bite's position, scanning the area with his service rifle at the ready. Bite's heart leapt into his throat and he froze in place, breathlessly hoping that the soldier would not see him. He could only wait until the other man moved on lest he be seen and likely shot dead. Seconds seemed to pass like hours, and minutes appeared to pass between each beat of his heart. A resounding crash shattered the dire silence, breaking the stillness as one might break a pane of glass. It took all of his will not to break into a dead run in the opposite direction of this new threat. The sound was a single gunshot, loud and powerful. He saw one of the troopers crumple over, shot dead by some unknown assailant. Bite crawled over the bricks on which he lay to take cover behind the meagre remains of the building beside him. He took a moment to catch his breath and steady his mind.<br/><br/>This event was unforeseen, and he was unsure how to proceed. Bite didn't particularly care what happened to the NCR troopers, but he was greatly concerned with the power armor that one of their group wore. He guessed the sniper must have allies nearby; even a high-caliber rifle would have difficulty penetrating power armor. Not many are brave enough or stupid enough to fight a man wearing power armor on their own.<br/><br/>He took up his shotgun and checked the shell count and the safety. Finding them satisfactory, he began his slow approach to the tall building in which he guessed the sniper had made his camp, taking care to circle around the NCR troopers and stay our of their way. The crawl was arduous, stopping every few meters to check that no hostiles were waiting for him and that the sniper had not spotted him. He saw nothing, and the sniper gave no sign of notice as far as he could tell. He crouched outside the ground floor of the sniper's five-story building and readied himself to enter.<br/><br/>If he guessed right the sniper had nowhere to go, unknowingly cornered in his camp. It was kill or be killed.