Capítulo 410: Tribal 'Massacre'
Today had started off as a regular boring day for Ramos, Head of Security and Paladin of the Mojave Chapter Brotherhood of Steel... That was, until (AN :The fire nation attacked) a couple Initiates came sprinting into his office screaming about an army headed straight towards them.
Yeah, he certainly hadn't been expecting that. As per pre-designed security protocol, he deactivated the terminal in his office and rid its access to the rest of the bunker before heading down the stairs to the main hallway. If the enemy was going to breach the bunker, they needed to be in a properly defendable position... Waiting at the bottom of the stairs was stupid, and just waiting for someone to roll a couple grenades at them.
He went over the Bunker intercom and warned everyone else of the impending threat, and it wasn't long before a veritable wall of Power armour were gathered in the hallway and watching the entrance. On the walls and ceiling were a lot of sentry turrets with fully automatic laser weapons installed. Anyone or anything that attempted to get through would be blasted into ash... If they were lucky.
At Ramos side was Paladin Hardin, Knight Torres, the former was armed with a Gatling Laser while the latter wielded the typical Gauss Rifle that was provided to most Brotherhood combatants.
"Enemies inbound?" Hardin asks, his face as hard and dour as ever.
"Don't know, all I know is that an army is heading our way. Mostly raiders, but I would bet the Legion is involved, they're the only one's willing to use Tribes as fodder." Ramos states.
*BAAANG!*
*RUUUMMBLE!*
"Looks like the breached the doors on the surface." Ramos mutters.
Hardin turns and looks at everyone gathered, "THE ENEMY ARE APPROACHING! WE WILL BEAT OFF THESE INVADERS AND MAKE THEM WISH THEY NEVER VENTURED HERE! WEAPONS UP!" he commands, and the combatants aim their weaponry at the entrance.
Once Hardin hears the sound of feet on the metal floor of the bunker he continues, "CHARGE GAUSS RIFLES!"
...
*Tap tap tap tap!*
The first person through the door is a man wearing some kind of fur clothing, his skin was incredibly dirty and his eyes were dilated, meaning he was on some kind of chems... Hardin didn't even have to give the order when an Initiate fired their Gauss Rifle, the projectile struck the man and instantly liquified his organs, causing his body to explode into blood, gore, and red mist.
...
A few others look at the sheepish Initiate who just shrugs with a chuckle. "EYES ON THE DOOR!" Hardin commands, refocussing the troops.
It's then that the rest of the enemies come barreling out of the entrance. They must've stopped momentarily after witnessing their companion literally explode, but whatever reason they'd came proved enough to push them further.
The Brotherhood opened fire on the Great Khans as they flooded out into the hallway. The Great Khans hadn't even managed to get off a single shot yet as laser fire, gauss rifle shots, and plasma rounds destroy anyone that dares come into the line of fire.
By the time the fiftieth man goes through the door, they stumble on the large pile of ashes and green goo that had formerly been their companion's bodies. He falls over and is soon added to the pile, half of his body disintegrating into ash while the other melt into green goo.
The Legion Assassins upstairs had watched this all happen and were very, very apprehensive about going down there themselves. There were around thirty assassins and a hundred or so Great Khans, or at least, there were... The Khans numbers had been reduced by half, and the remainders were glaring heavily at the Assassins for bringing them on this suicide mission.
"I WILL NOT GO DOWN THERE!" a Khan shouts, pointing straight at the pile sitting just outside the door.
"YOU WILL DO AS WE COMMAND! WE PAID YOUR TRIBE TO DO A JOB, AND YOU WILL DO IT!" The leader of this operation roars, pushing the man out of the door and watching as his head explodes and his body is liquified.
The leader turns to the rest of the Khans, "IF YOU WISH TO LIVE, THEN KILL THE ENEMIES ON THE OTHERSIDE OF THOSE DOORS!"
"FUCK THIS! PAPA KHAN DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THIS SHIT!" a Khan shouts, pointing his Sawed-off shotgun at the Leader assassin. Unfortunately for him, the high-strung man was already prepared for insubordination.
*SLASH!*
The man's Katana-like blade ignites into flames as he cuts the extended arm off, leaving behind a cauterized wound in its wake.
The Khan falls to the floor screaming as he grabs his stump of an arm. The Leader assassin raises his Shishkabab and stabs it through the Khan's throat, ending traitorous life. He then looks around appraisingly at the other Khans, "IF YOU DO NOT ATTACK NOW, WE WILL RAZE YOUR PATHETIC TRIBE TO THE GROUND!"
...
"F-fuck, I-I don't wanna die..." a man mutters as an assassin pushes him towards the door... He takes a big breath and charges out, firing his Varmint Rifle before he'd even exited the doorway... A shot actually manages to strike an enemy in the head... Unfortunately, they were all wearing Power armour, and the shot bounces off, achieving literally nothing.
The man can only sigh as lasers tear his body to pieces, his arms and legs being torn off as they turn to ashes before his very eyes... The last thing he ever sees is the burning red of lasers as they burn his eyes out, killing him.
The rest of the Khans charge out, shooting as frantically as they can but achieving nothing as they all die pathetically under the orders of the Legion...
After an hour, there were no Great Khans left, the only invading forces that remained were that of the Assassins who waited at the top of the stairs uncomfortable as their leader pondered their next actions...
Most knew the operation was doomed, the Brotherhood were simply far too advanced, armoured, and prepared for them to actually do anything... Perhaps if they used every tribe in the Mojave as cannon fodder, the Brotherhood might run out of ammo... But even then, most of the Assassins didn't like their chances of fighting men in Powerarmour in melee combat...
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Capítulo 411: Hardin the head
By the time Afton and his group arrived the battle was almost over. He drove past the other desolate bunkers and eventually spotted the one the Brotherhood resided in, the metal door had been blown inwards by some kind of explosive, and the sound of faint gunfire could be heard coming from it.
He continued to drive towards it, and the sounds kept getting louder, until many men in black and red outfits escaped the bunker and started sprinting away from it. There were around ten of them, and Afton could see Guass projectiles and Laser fire shooting at them through the door.
Afterwards, a large group of people in Power armour stomp out of the bunker and continue shooting at them... However, they all stop and turn to look at Afton as he was accelerating Dirt-Hog towards the escaping Legionaries.
Josie was already firing at them, bullets tearing about three and crippling more with shots to their legs. This allowed Afton to easily approach, the Legionaries paling as the heavy vehicle rapidly approaching them.
They have enough time to raise their arms as if to push Dirt-Hog away as the tank-like vehicle drives straight over them, the wheels crushing, bisecting, and flattening anything caught underneath it.
The cut-off screams of agony catch the attention of the other fleeing Legionaries, and they all scatter to attempt to avoid similar fates... Unfortunately, Afton is more than proficient enough at driving and Carmageddon to hit them.
He erratically swerves as he crushes the Legionaries into the wasteland sand, leaving behind flattened bloody corpses as he drives over and through them. The Legionaries attempt to fire back in retaliation, but the bullets simply bounce off of the Saturnite plating, not even leaving a scratch as Afton and Josie kill them.
The Brotherhood of Steel members watched this with morbid fascination. They didn't know who was doing this, but they weren't going to reject the help... Though, they might have to claim the vehicle due to how dangerous the technology was, just the sight before them was enough to convince most that it would be better in their control.
By the time Afton caught up to the last Legionary, they had climbed on top of one of the bunker mounds, a place his vehicle isn't really built to go up... The man seems to be trying to negotiate with them, but Josie just obliterates him with machine-gun fire, riddling their body with bullets.
Once all was said and done, all the assassins were dead, and Dirt-Hog was parked not too far away from the Brotherhood bunker as the Paladins and Knights slowly approached, their weapons raised and ready.
"Citizen, come out with your hands up, or will we be forced to shoot!" Paladin Hardin commands.
...
Afton sighs at his family's strict adherence to the rules, even threatening those that'd come to assist them. Yeah, some rule changes definitely had to be implemented, otherwise they wouldn't last long in HIS Mojave.
*Click!*
Afton opens the door and hops out, grinning at those present as they all jolt as they recognise him. "Yo, Hardin, long time no see!"
...
Hardin takes off his helmet which reveals his livid expression and almost snarls at him, "Traitor!" (AN : Then beats Fins ass with a taser lol)
Afton raises a brow at the fact they were still pointing their weapons at him, "What the fuck guys? I came back to help kill those douche bags, put the guns down." he says, glancing over cautiously at the K9000 that was pointing in the Paladin's direction... Fortunately, Josie seems to have stopped it firing at them from inside the vehicle.
"Your unasked assistance today does not absolve you of your crimes. A Knight does not simply leave the Brotherhood, you abandoned your post, your family, and went galavanting around the Wasteland for no reason at all. Not only that, but you stole valuable technology that would assist the rest of the Chapter... The only reason I do not kill you now, is that you left behind your Power armour, and for some reason, Elder McNamara says he sent you on a mission." the Paladin states.
"McNamara said that?" Afton mutters, feeling thoroughly confused.
"He did. Now, you will come with us to await your trial... Or, you can resist and I'll put you down right here, right now." he says with a vicious grin.
Afton just shakes his head, "I'll go with you, just don't touch my-"
*Bang*
Veronica kicks the back doors open and stomps out of Dirt-Hog, marching up to Hardin and pointing a finger at his armoured chest, "Hardin! Are you really going to threaten Afton like that!"
...
He releases a long sigh, "Veronica. You wish to tell us why you are with a traitor? Perhaps we need to put you on trial too?"
The rest of the group get out of the truck and watch all this passively, Josie glancing to Karl and whispering, "These guys look so stuck up... How could Afton and Veronica bear to be around them for so long..."
Karl just shrugs, "People do the best, and the worst things for family."
Hardin eyes the group, "You will all be taken into custody as well, we can't have random citizens know the location of our bunker, you will be vetted and set free should we find you have no affiliation with any of those that wish to harm our interests... Take that, Thing, as well." he states gesturing at Anja. A few of the group get a cold sweat upon hearing his warning... Would being formerly in the NCR army count against them?
Regardless, Afton just gives them all a small thumbs up and steps forwards, "Alright, let's get this over with then. But once I'm found to have committed no crime, I want a personal apology from you, Hardin... Maybe I'll have you kiss my feet as well." he jokes, but Hardin doesn't seem to take it that way.
The Paladin has the others take away all of his weaponry before briskly grabbing his arm and attempting to force him into the bunker... Only to find that Afton is incredibly heavy? That or gravity is working triple on him.
Afton smirks at Hardin's exertion and just shrugs at him, beginning to walk into the bunker, all the while smirking at Hardin's indignant growl.
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