Capítulo 252: 229. Bradberton
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With renewed determination, the team set off once more, making their way towards Bradberton. The power armor added an extra layer of confidence, its heavy footsteps echoing through the desolate landscape.
The journey was long, but the promise of answers kept them moving forward. As they approached Bradberton, the sun was starting to climb higher in the sky, casting long shadows over the abandoned town. The once-thriving settlement now stood as a ghostly reminder of a bygone era, its buildings crumbling and overgrown with vegetation.
"We need to be thorough," Sico said, scanning the area. "Rachel could be hiding anywhere."
The team spread out, their search methodical and careful. They checked every building, every alleyway, looking for any sign of Rachel or her work.
As they moved through Bradberton, the sense of urgency grew. Each empty room and abandoned building felt like another step closer to finding her or at least uncovering a new clue. Sico kept his eyes and ears open, ready for anything, determined not to let another opportunity slip through their fingers.
As Sico and his team combed through the eerie streets of Bradberton, their senses heightened, they were suddenly assaulted by a pack of feral ghouls. The creatures, once residents of this forsaken town, now twisted and hostile, emerged from hidden corners and darkened alleys.
"Watch out!" Sico shouted, raising his weapon as the feral ghouls closed in with terrifying speed.
Hancock and MacCready fired off rounds, their weapons echoing through the desolate streets. Robert swung his makeshift melee weapon, fending off the ghouls that lunged towards him. Sico, encased in the power armor, took the brunt of the attacks, using its strength to push back the relentless onslaught.
The battle was fierce and chaotic. The ghouls were fast and unpredictable, their screeches filling the air as they attacked with primal ferocity. The team fought with skill and coordination, but the sheer number of ghouls threatened to overwhelm them.
"We need to regroup!" Sico called out, his voice amplified by the power armor's speakers. "Back to back, stay together!"
They formed a tight circle, backs against each other, fighting off the ghouls that closed in from all sides. Hancock unleashed a barrage of explosives, creating a temporary barrier between them and the advancing horde. MacCready picked off ghouls with precise shots to their heads, while Robert swung his weapon with calculated force.
Sico targeted the larger and more aggressive ghouls, using the power armor's strength to knock them back and disable them. The battle raged on, adrenaline pumping through their veins as they fought for survival in the heart of Bradberton.
After what felt like an eternity of fierce combat, the last of the ghouls fell silent. The team stood amidst the aftermath, breathing heavily and checking for injuries. The streets around them were littered with the twisted forms of the fallen ghouls, a testament to the intensity of the fight.
"Is everyone alright?" Sico asked, scanning his teammates.
"We're good," Hancock replied, wiping blood from a gash on his arm. "That was too close."
MacCready nodded, holstering his weapon. "These ghouls don't mess around."
Robert took a deep breath, his eyes still wary. "We need to finish this. Rachel could still be here."
Sico surveyed their surroundings, the urgency of their mission renewed. "Let's keep moving. Stay alert. Rachel has to be around here somewhere."
With caution renewed, they resumed their search through the now eerily quiet streets of Bradberton. Every corner turned, every building explored, brought them closer to their goal of finding Rachel and unraveling the mysteries that had brought them to this forsaken town.
The team searched the town meticulously, their determination unwavering despite the growing tension. Finally, they arrived at a wrecked house on the southeast edge of Bradberton. The building was in shambles, its walls crumbling and the roof partially collapsed. It was a stark reminder of the world they now lived in.
"Let's check inside," Sico said, leading the way.
They entered the house cautiously, their flashlights piercing through the dim interior. The silence was oppressive, only broken by the creaking of the old structure as they moved through it. In the back room, they found the ghastly sight of a dead ghoul lying on the floor, a gun resting beside its body. From the position and the grim scene, it was clear the ghoul had taken its own life.
Sico knelt down, his eyes scanning the area around the body. Near the body, Sico spotted a holotape. He picked it up and inserted it into his Pip-Boy. The device whirred to life, and a woman's ghoul voice began to play through the speakers.
"I think this is it. I can't go any further. I can feel it taking me. *growl* No, gotta keep it together a little longer. Oswald, I'm sorry. I've looked everywhere I could think, but there's no cure. What towns and outposts I could find said that we ghouls just go feral eventually, and there's nothing to be done. Maybe it was the misters. Held out... *moan* ...as long as I can. I know this isn't what you'd want but... I can't stand the thought of mindlessly attacking everyone around me, so I've decided to end it on my own terms. I don't know why it hasn't affected you the same, but if you've still held it together... I want you to move on. Leave Nuka-World. You can still make a life out there. It's not all as bad as we thought. I love you Oz."
The holotape ended, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. The team stood in solemn contemplation, absorbing the weight of Rachel's final words.
Sico then said "This might be Rachel," he said softly, his voice tinged with sorrow. "Let's see if there's anything here that can confirm it."
"She was trying to protect him," Hancock said quietly. "She didn't want to become a danger to him or anyone else."
MacCready shook his head, a look of sadness on his face. "Damn, she really cared about him."
Robert took a deep breath, his expression grim. "We need to tell Oswald. He deserves to know the truth."
Sico nodded, feeling a mix of sorrow and resolution. "Yes, we need to let him know. But we also need to think about what she said. There might be something unique about Ozwald that's kept Oswald from going feral. It's a lead we can't ignore."
With the weight of their discovery pressing down on them, the team prepared to leave the wrecked house. They had found Rachel, but her story was far from over. The hope of a cure might still be within reach, and they were determined to honor Rachel's sacrifice by continuing the search for answers.
"Let's head back to Kiddie Kingdom and talk to Oswald," Sico said, leading the way out of the house. "We've got a lot to discuss."
As they made their way back to Kiddie Kingdom, the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden light over the ruins of Bradberton.
After a tense and reflective journey back to Kiddie Kingdom, Sico and his team arrived at the park's gates as the sun dipped below the horizon. The once vibrant and whimsical amusement park now stood as a macabre blend of twisted metal and faded paint, haunted by the memories of happier times. They noticed immediately that the area was heavily occupied by Disciple raiders, their presence marked by the ominous graffiti and crude barricades.
Sico approached one of the Disciple guards stationed near the entrance, his expression firm. "I'm the Overboss," he declared. "Let us in."
The guard looked skeptical at first but then recognized Sico's authoritative stance and the powerful presence of his team. He stepped aside, allowing them to pass.
Inside, the atmosphere was tense, with raiders milling about, keeping a watchful eye on the surrounding feral ghouls that Oswald now commanded. Sico led his team through the winding paths of Kiddie Kingdom, heading towards the Employee Tunnels where Oswald was known to reside.
As they descended into the tunnels, the air grew cooler, and the sounds of the park above faded into an eerie silence. The glow of the Pip-Boy cast long shadows on the walls as they made their way deeper into the underground maze.
Finally, they reached a large, open chamber where Oswald stood amidst a small group of feral ghouls, his face a mix of hope and worry as he spotted the approaching team.
"Sico," Oswald greeted, his voice strained. "Did you find her? Did you find Rachel?"
Sico stepped forward, his expression somber. "Oswald, we found Rachel's body. She... she took her own life before she turned feral. But she left a message for you."
Sico played the holotape, and Rachel's voice filled the chamber. Oswald listened intently, his face contorting with grief and resolve as her final words echoed through the tunnels.
When the message ended, Oswald stood silently for a moment, absorbing the weight of Rachel's sacrifice and her plea for him to move on.
"I... I can't believe she's gone," Oswald said, his voice breaking. "She was my anchor, my hope. But she wanted me to leave, to find a life outside of this place. I owe it to her to try."
Sico placed a reassuring hand on Oswald's shoulder. "She believed in you, Oswald. And she mentioned something about someting in you that keep you sane. They might have kept you from going feral. It's worth investigating."
Oswald nodded, wiping away a tear. "You're right. If there's any chance of finding a cure, or at least understanding what's kept me sane, I need to pursue it. For Rachel, and for all of us."
Sico and his team stood by Oswald, offering their support as he processed the loss and the new purpose Rachel's message had given him.
"We're with you, Oswald," Hancock said, his voice steady. "We'll help you figure this out."
With renewed determination, the group prepared to delve deeper into the mystery of the misters and the potential they held.
With a final nod and words of encouragement, Sico and his team said their goodbyes to Oswald. The grief-stricken ghoul seemed more resolute now, determined to honor Rachel's last wish and uncover the secret that kept him from going feral. As they left the Employee Tunnels, the heavy atmosphere of loss mixed with a faint glimmer of hope for the future.
The journey back to Nuka-Town USA was long and quiet, each member of the team lost in their own thoughts. The events of the day had taken a toll on them, both physically and emotionally. By the time they reached the gates of Nuka-Town USA, the sun had fully set, casting the settlement in a soft, inviting glow.
They made their way through the bustling streets of Nuka-Town USA, the familiar sights and sounds providing a sense of comfort. Sico led the group towards the Fizztop Grille, the Overboss's personal quarters and one of the few places where they could find some much-needed rest and respite.
The Fizztop Grille was a stark contrast to the grim scenes they had witnessed throughout the day. Sico and his team took a seat at the chairs then start talking to each other
Hancock stretched his legs out, a look of relief on his face. "Finally, some peace and quiet," he said, leaning back in his chair.
MacCready nodded, rubbing his tired eyes. "Yeah, today's been rough. We all need a break."
With the immediate tension lifted and a sense of peace settling over them, Sico and his team decided to cook up a meal to share. The aroma of sizzling meat and roasted vegetables soon filled the Fizztop Grille, adding to the warm, welcoming atmosphere.
As they ate, the conversation turned to their next steps. Hancock, ever the strategist, was the first to bring up their plans. "So, what's the game plan now? We've got Oswald's situation on our minds, but there's still a lot of ground to cover here."
Sico nodded, his mind already working through their priorities. "Finding a cure for Oswald is important, but it's something we can put on hold for now. We need to secure our hold over the rest of Nuka-World first. The next area we should focus on is the World of Refreshment—the Nuka-Cola Bottling Plant."
MacCready looked up from his plate, his eyes narrowing in thought. "Yeah, I've heard that place is swarming with mirelurks. We're going to need to be prepared for a tough fight."
Sico pulled out some notes left by Porter Gage, skimming through them quickly. "Gage left some intel for us. According to him, the interior and exterior of the Bottling Plant are heavily infested with mirelurks. We'll need to clear them out to make the area safe and secure it for our use."
Robert frowned, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Mirelurks are tough, but we've handled worse. We'll need to bring plenty of firepower and be ready for anything."
Hancock chuckled, his usual confidence shining through. "I'm always up for a good fight. We just need to be smart about it and watch each other's backs."
Sico nodded, his resolve firming. "Exactly. We'll need to move in fast and hit them hard. Make sure everyone's gear is in top shape, and we'll head out at first light."
As they finished their meal, the team discussed their strategy in more detail, planning their approach to the World of Refreshment. They talked about their gear, their tactics, and the best ways to deal with the mirelurks.
After their planning session, the team settled in for the night, each member finding a quiet corner of the Fizztop Grille to rest. The anticipation of the upcoming battle weighed heavily on their minds, but they knew they were ready for the challenge.
Sico lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts a mix of Rachel's final message, Oswald's determination, and the mission that lay ahead. He knew they had a long road in front of them, but with his team by his side, he felt ready to face whatever came their way.
As the night deepened, the sounds of Nuka-Town USA faded into the background, and one by one, they drifted off to sleep, resting up for the battle that awaited them at the World of Refreshment.
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• Name: Sico
• Stats :
S: 8,44
P: 7,44
E: 8,44
C: 8,44
I: 9,44
A: 7,45
L: 7
• Skills: advance Mechanic, Science, and Shooting skills, intermediate Medical, Hand to Hand Combat, Lockpicking, Hacking, Persuasion, and Drawing Skills
• Inventory: 53.280 caps, 10mm Pistol, 1500 10mm rounds, 22 mole rats meat, 17 mole rats teeth, 1 fragmentation grenade, 6 stimpak, 1 rad x, 6 fusion core, computer blueprint, modern TV blueprint, camera recorder blueprint, 1 set of combat armor, Automatic Assault Rifle, 1.500 5.56mm rounds, power armor T51 blueprint, Electric Motorcycle blueprint, T-45 power armor, Minigun, 1.000 5mm rounds, Cryolator, 200 cryo cell, Machine Gun Turret Mk1 blueprint, electric car blueprint, Kellogg gun, Righteous Authority, Ashmaker, Furious Power Fist, Full set combat armor blueprint, M240 7.62mm machine guns blueprint, Automatic Assault Rifle blueprint, and Humvee blueprint
• Active Quest: -
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