Capítulo 662: Silently Passing Gas
Samuel's heart rate spikes when he spots the device, cautiously glancing around to see if any of the soldier's had noticed it... To the untrained eye, it might just look like something that'd keep the meat cold, but Samuel knew it was far more malicious and lethal than that. Especially with that long list of things 'NOT TO DO' when handling that Cass had handed him.
Fortunately, he's able to reseal the crate and get through the back doors of the building without further extortion from the soldiers... It was somewhat funny to think that they were almost as corrupt as the officials were... What's the saying? Two rad-peas in a pod?
Slowly, he's lead through the building until he reaches the cold storage area where most of the food is stored. He helps unload the crates. and once done, he quickly leaves, not wanting to be involved with whatever was about go down.
The crates sit silently in the storage room for around thirty minutes, and once the coast is clear, the device hidden under all the steaks releases a small electronic pulse, temporarily knocking out the cameras in and around the room.
With that done, the lid of the crate pops off as a stream of small spider-bots crawl out and begin investigating the room, marking every nook, crack, and cranny. Soon enough they find themselves into the air ventilation and begin investigating the entire building, eventually finding the congress room where the stage would be set.
The room itself was incredibly well decorated, square in its shape with many desks where the congressmen would sit. For obvious reasons it had no windows, and each door was heavily reinforced wood, able to stop any random assault for enough time to allow the place to evacuate.
Unfortunately for the NCR, this aspect of the building was what would be taken advantage of... The spider-bots infested the place, accumulating in every vent and hidden place that was available. A good portion used their own bodies to clog the vents, which would be instrumental soon enough.
Another thirty minutes and the government officials start entering the room, taking their seats and waiting for the Speaker of the House, Polski Noncey, to begin.
The overweight man waddled to his seat and finally fell into it, his red face making him look almost intoxicated... Most people in the room already knew why though, there was a celebration last night for finalizing who would get the presidential seat. The bribes had been paid and the nay-sayer's replaced, all that needed to be done now was officially enact it.
As proceedings began, the spider-bots jumped into action. Covertly heading to each entrance of the room and using the tiny plasma cutters in their legs to weld the hinges of each door. With that, it was basically impossible to open them without an explosive of some kind, securing the fate of everyone inside.
The spider-bots in the vents had their 'abdomens' start spraying a colourless gas into the room, the chemical reaction producing far more gas than one would expect from such small robots. Indeed, the only other place this gas had been seen was when the NCR fought the Enclave...
No one noticed anything at first, the gas produced no smell and wasn't visible... So people only noticed that something was wrong when the man closest to the vents slumped over unconscious. Then the next, and the next.
By the time five people had been knocked out, everyone was in a panic, rushing to the doors and trying to pry them open, only to be met with incredible resistance.
People continued to fall to the ground as the gas filled the room, the desperate officials screaming for help to the soldiers outside. The soldier's attempt to open the doors with crowbars, but only manage to scratch the heavy wooden doors exterior... They would try to shoot or blow up the doors, but doing so would harm the officials crowding around the exits.
No soldier wanted to be responsible for one of their deaths, as court martialling was the best they'd get. Even if it wasn't their fault and they manage to save everyone else, they'd be persecuted until they leave the territory or were killed.
Thus, the soldiers just waited for people with more specialized equipment to arrive, but by the time this happened, everyone was already dead.
Once all life signs in the room ceased, the spider-bots retreated back through the vents towards the crate. They reentered the device where they'd come out from, and once they were all securely inside... The device destroyed itself, disintegrating it and everything within it and removing all evidence of Bulwark's involvement.
Anja and Juan continued waiting outside for something to happen, they watched reinforcements sprint into the building, but by the time that happened, Cass had already confirmed that the mission was complete.
With that, they retreated back to Cass's shop where Cass and Samuel awaited. The group shared drinks with one another, but Juan was surprised to see Samuel quickly falling unconscious after the first drink. "He's a lightweight, isn't he?" he states with some amusement.
Cass and Anja give sideway's glances to one another, before the latter decides to come clean, "He's not drunk, only dead. He knew too much and wasn't willing to fully join Bulwark." she dispassionately states.
...
Juan looks down at their 'former-comrade' with a green face, feeling very sick at what his friend's had apparently just done.
Honestly, he felt so ill he was unsure if they'd poisoned him as well, so, not wanting another argument at the moment, he silently hobbles back to his room.
"Sensitive guy, huh?" Cass mutters while giving Samuel's body a nudge with her foot.
Anja gives a solemn nod, "It's one of the reasons I love him... But, I don't think this job suits him." she admits.
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Capítulo 663: New World Destruction
It's been two months since the eradication of the NCR leadership, and, well, things have proceeded exactly as you may have expected... As soon as the announcement of the attack was made, the NCR almost immediately began destroying itself.
The people holding the reigns of the Brahmin barons and other powerful people were gone, leaving a literal wasteland where no rules could really be governed. The NCR military couldn't do anything as they were barely holding the Brotherhood of Steel back at the borders, and the populace couldn't individually do anything aside from sitting back and watching the fireworks.
This was why the NCR split and fractured, the territory being claimed by various new factions that'd sprung up. Most of these factions were Brahmin barons with enough resources to stake a claim on more land, while the rest were simply large groups of NCR citizens that wanted to protect themselves and their way of life.
It didn't take long for the fighting to start either, once the groups were decided, any action that could be considered even slightly 'negative' would result in a massive conflict... A stray member of the People's Republic wandering into the Brahmin Lord Kalthakuk's territory? War.
Someone from the American Liberation Party sends a mean letter to the White Rights Faction? War.
The Anti-Mutant Coalition stones a Ghoul to death, infuriating the Mutant Freedom faction? War.
It was as if Afton, Cass, Anja, and Juan had pushed a tiny domino, that led to others that steadily grew in size, which continued until a domino large enough to flatten a country finally fell onto the NCR.
Afton was now wondering if the Mojave would be better off if Ulysses had just nuked the trade routes... Some of the fighting had started to spill into the local region, factions wanting to control as much territory as possible randomly staking claim on anything that didn't have a name on it.
This was easily dealt with however, the Brothers of Kimball had decided to march towards the South East entrance into the Mojave where the NCR Mojave Outpost had previously been. Their group numbered at around two hundred, and they'd somehow managed to scavenge an old out of order military base for equipment...
Afton just waited until they stopped to pay their respects to the large statue of a trooper and a ranger, before shooting the Range Finder at them... Instantly, the two hundred men were vaporized, along with the statue that'd previously marked NCR and Ranger cooperation.
The only thing left was a large scorched crater, a reminder to any attackers who thought the Mojave was theirs to claim.
Of course, Afton hadn't been twiddling his thumbs during all of this. Research on healing his father had continued, and with the 'willing' assistance of Macka Bree, they were finally beginning to make progress on returning Zachary Parker's humanity... Of course, they were still a long way away, but any progress is good progress.
As for how Macka was doing during his time in prison? Well, after extensive testing, Afton found that using hydrofluoric acid would temporarily stop the man's healing. It seemed as if the adaptivity of his body was useless in the face of it, and while he could make himself 'somewhat' resistant to it temporarily, he'd experience extraordinary pain when subjected to it.
Even without pain receptors, being touched by the substance made the man feel as if he were 'on fire' on every cell of his body. An interesting finding, to make use of this, Afton had changed Macka's cell floor with it. This allowed him to stop removing the man's limbs constantly, as Macka was too afraid to go against Afton after it'd been installed.
Indeed, he'd also been utilising the man's abilities against prisoners, seeing how extensive his manipulative of organic material really went... After the third 'Croninburg' monster they'd inadvertently created however, Afton decided it wasn't worth risking such a procedure on anyone he actually liked... Enemies though? He imagined it'd be an incredibly effective psychological torture option.
This might be useful soon enough, as the Brotherhood of Steel had finally taken notice of Afton, Bulwark, and New Vegas itself. The defences Afton and House ha constructed seem to have finally drawn their ire, though, he was sure they wouldn't try to attack the Mojave before eliminating whatever was left of the NCR.
Additionally, Afton scouts that'd been sent to whatever's left of Boston. He'd thought that teleportation would be easy to set up, but it seems that something was obstructing his Cyberdog's efforts in marking down coordinates for the place...
Every time they locked a coordinate in, something seemed to scramble it moments after, which was incredibly unnerving... It basically meant that someone either knew how to stop their methods of teleportation, or, there was a device there so powerful that it intentionally interfered with their attempts.
Afton was honestly betting on the former though, he knew the Institute was probably still around and active, so it doesn't surprise him that they may have teleportation tech. All it meant was that Afton would need to make some countermeasures in case they weren't as cooperative as he hoped.
He had no idea how they operated, what their goals were, or even if they were still sane... Who knows, perhaps he'd get another set of mad robotic scientists to add to his research and development department.
Speaking of which, progress on the cloning project had finally reached its conclusion, or at least, Afton hoped. With the data they'd extracted from Clone Caesar after having it self destruct, they'd quickly fixed the issues they'd been having with the other clones they'd created.
The rapid biological degradation had been 'somewhat' fixed, improving the overall lifespan of the clones by around fifty years or so. The only problem left now, was actually utilising the technology...
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