Capítulo 492: Watch the Fireworks
With a final muffled shout, Tamia manages to push the Lakelurk against the bomber, the ballast's magnet gaining strength and digging into its chest, keeping the creature stuck to the bomber. The Lakelurk attempts a sonic scream but is unable to due to the sheer pressure being applied to its chest. It tries to shuffle the magnet off of itself but is unable to, simply being trapped here.
Tamia sends one final scowl at it before quickly swimming to the surface, her shoulder was still heavily bleeding, so she needed to get it looked at before anything else. Veronica and Anja spot Tamia's bloodied and tired state and quickly pull her to shore, Veronica looking over her injuries and doing her best to patch her up.
After a rather gratuitous amount of wound-cleaning and bandaging, Veronica finally decides to approach the elephant in the room, "What did that to you?" she asks, not all that knowledgable about what creatures the lake held.
"Lakelurk, I accidentally broke an egg in its nest. You saw the result." she simply states.
"And you managed to kill one of those with a knife?" Veronica asks in disbelief, most 'high-level' creatures in the wasteland were very resistant to most weapons. With unnaturally thick skin, scales, regenerative properties, and other defensive abilities.
Tamia shakes her head, "Use the detonator and you'll find out." she says with a small grin.
Veronica and Anja look at one another before shrugging, the former pulling out the detonator Loyal had given them and activating it.
*PUUSCH!*
Small spouts of water spurt from the water due to the sudden decompression of the ballasts, and not long after it looks as if a sea monster's about to burst out... The huge pre-war bomber quickly appears from beneath the water, slowly bobbing along the surface, revealing all the barnacles, rust, and other damage it'd accumulated over its centuries underwater.
However, the most interesting add on would be the Lakelurk somehow stuck to the top of it, magnetically trapped by the now expanded ballast. Veronica glances towards Tamia and spots her smug look of satisfaction, "So, had to improvise, huh?"
"I can't tell if you're taking the piss or actually asking," mutters before shrugging, "I almost died, you gotta do what you gotta do." she explains.
"I'm just saying, without that ballast the bomber might've fallen apart... But I guess trading the bomber for your life is a good trade..." she then looks to the thirty Cyberdogs standing on the dock, "What now?"
Tamia shrugs again, "Afton said they'd scan it once it's out of the water, how they'll do that I-" she interrupted as the Cyberdogs all launch themselves into the lake, doing a rather poor doggy paddle as they swim towards the bomber. "Ah..."
"You sure there're no other Lakelurks around? Cuz I'm not gonna be the one to tell Afton that we lost one of his pets." Veronica states..
Tamia shakes her head, "If there was I wouldn't be here." pointing her thumb at her heavily bandaged shoulder and stomach wound.
The trio watch as the Cyberdogs reach the bomber and begin to climb up onto it with their metal paws. Some cut their way inside the plane while others just wait on the outside. Of course, they easily tear apart the trapped Lakelurk while they're there, and Tamia takes an almost sadistic amount of satisfaction at it being eaten alive.
Once each of them is in position, they lie down and seemingly go to sleep. Unbeknownst to everyone watching, devices placed inside the Cyberdogs by Glados was working overtime to scan the entire bomber.
The bomber itself wasn't all that complicated, at least, not compared to what the Think Tank was working with. The only reason they actually needed to scan the bomber in the first place was to examine the gyroscopic instruments and other essential components needed for planes to properly fly.
Sure, Afton could have had the scientists working on rediscovering such systems, but it was far too time-intensive to ignore the other projects for... At least this way, he'd be able to get started on creating a vehicle for Bulwark to be known for.
Though, Afton kept thinking whether or not stealing the bomber and repairing it with [Mechanicus] would be worth making enemies of the Boomers and potentially Mr House.
The Cyberdogs continuing scanning and relaying information about the bomber to the Think Tank for a couple hours. Once everything was done, they hopped back into the water and swam towards the trio on the shore.
"Alright, that's done I guess... We better tell Loyal to start transporting the bomber back." she states, taking the radio Veronica was holding and relaying to Loyal their success. Of course, the man almost blew a hip jumping up and down in joy like a schoolboy.
"HAHAAAA! I knew you could do it! Damn those prudes who thought you'd betray us! Hahaa!" Loyal happily exclaims over the radio, all the while commanding his robots to head to Lake Mead, take apart the bomber and transport it.
Tamia grins at the others as they clearly hear Loyal over the radio, "Yeah, yeah, we'll be headed back now. Are you going to start 'distracting' the NCR yet?"
"It's already happening... If you look up in a couple seco-"
*DukDuk, DukDuk, DukDuk!!*
Missiles launch into the sky from roughly where the Boomers are located, leaving trails of smoke as they split off and approach the outskirts of Camp McCarren and Camp Guardian that was located north of Lake Mead. Obviously, the missiles dropped out of the sky a bit before they struck their targets, but it was enough for anyone to shit themselves at.
Seeing a dozen powerful missiles flying towards you wasn't exactly a common thing in the wasteland. But the Boomers were certainly capable of it, even if they were some of their more rare resources.
The missiles strike the ground a good distance from their targets, causing huge explosions which kicks up large plumes of dust and sand. It's nowhere near as powerful as a mini-nuke, but it's enough to scare even larger factions.
"Yeah, I see them... We're headed back, see you soon, Loyal." Tamia says over the radio before turning it off.
"To think he'd congratulate us with some fireworks." Veronica jokes from the side.
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Capítulo 493: Easy Levelling and Sex on the Beach...
While Tamia and the Cyberdogs were retrieving the bomber schematics, Afton was relaxing by the poolside with a 'Sex on the beach' cocktail. His server was that annoying Psyker called Shani who's apparently able to see the future... That, or she just has a vivid imagination. "Hey, heads or tails?" he suddenly asks the girl out of nowhere.
"E-excuse me?" Shani stutters out, taken off guard at being asked something.
"I'm going to flip a coin, is it gonna be heads or tails?" he asks again.
"Eeer, heads?" she guesses, not looking confident at all.
Afton just lightly shakes his head, flicking the coin up high before drawing his weapon and shooting a large hole into it. The coin flies off into the distance with a new hole as Afton turns to Shani, "Your talent didn't see that coming, did it?" he asks.
Shani continues looking into the distance where the coin had flown for a minute before composing herself and shaking her head, "N-no sir..."
Afton nods and is about to lie down and take another sip of his drink when a notification appears in his peripheral.
[WELCOME TO LEVEL 52!!]
...
Had he done something to achieve that?... He wants to ask Glados but realises that time was stopped, so he'd have to try afterwards...
[Points : 1]
[Stats]
[Perks]
[Mutations]
Afton decides to check the Perks this time... While he was sure he'd take another mutation involving his plant arm, taking a look wouldn't be a bad idea. He opens the Perk page and is immediately blinded by the thousands of Perks available to him... These weren't apparently restricted by level or what the Fallout games had, no, these included and improved anything he'd ever done, achieved, or had experience in. A few that had caught his interest were;
[SwordMaster] : Boosts damage dealt with swords by 200% and increases attack speed by 100%. Afton was curious at how many Perks he could take that simply upgraded his swordsmanship... Though, his plans for the future would be better off adopting a 'whip skill'.
[Perceptive Intuition] : Ability to detect invisible things around you, also allows user to sense when they are being watched. This Perk essentially gives you the superhuman ability to sense someone's gaze on you, which is pretty broken in Afton's honest opinion, and that's not even including the invisibility detection.
[Grit your teeth] : User can work through pain with ease, enduring agonizing pain while maintaining combat effectiveness and even retaining steady hands throughout. While Afton was already pretty good at handling pain, the ability to retain steady hands through it would be a great boon to anyone, though, this was especially effective on him considering his regenerative abilities.
[Puppeteer] : Ability to project your voice elsewhere. Afton had no idea just how much this Perk included... Could he throw his voice to the Think Tank from Primm? Or was it just limited to a single building? He supposed he wouldn't know until he bought it, something he was reluctant to spend points to test.
[One of Us!] : While your mutations have alienated you from regular folk, Mutants are more than willing to take you in as their own. +200% reputation gain with Mutants of any kind (Supermutants, Ghouls, etc). The reason why Afton was interested in this Perk is because almost everything in the wasteland could be considered a mutant. A guy with three ears? Mutant, A Deathclaw? Abomination and Mutant. A Psyker?... Now, that was the question... Getting a huge reputation boost with any Psyker would be an incredible ability.
Psyker's were rare but invaluable resources to anyone who had them... Even someone with a relatively tame mutation like Scorpion-Man had been man-handling the gangs and thugs in Freeside. He didn't even have training! Consider that! And that's not even speaking of the other powers Psyker's might possess... If Shani could see into the future, there might be the Magneto of Psykers somewhere...
Regardless, none of the Perks he'd looked through seemed good enough to stray from his current plan for mutations. So, he looks back at the mutations and selects;
[Beauveria mordicana flagellum] : Enables user's arm to extend, stretch, and flex.
His current arm's ability to change shape was limited by its mass, forcing him to shift material from other parts if he wanted to make it longer, thicker, or denser. This mutation would solve that, stretching and flexing were good, but the keyword was 'extend', as since it was differentiated from 'stretching' it essentially meant adding extra mass... Of course, he needed two more Perks to achieve what he really wanted, but his current two mutations were good enough for use as of now.
So, without waiting another moment, he takes the Mutations and watches as time resumes. Once it does he looks down at his peculiarly coloured plant arm and begins testing it out. First things first, testing mass manipulation.
He doesn't do much, simply making his arm slightly bulkier than it was before, afterwards pulling his fingers to see how far they could stretch individually... By the end of it he looked like a particularly creepy Aye-Aye.
Seeing no real limits to his current testing, he stretches his arm out ten feet away, letting it hang over the pool with ease while the other maids watch... Shani herself was watching with shock and not a small amount of horror.
After holding it out for a while Afton pulls his arm back in, he'd need to test this further as ten feet didn't even feel close to the limit. He lays back onto his chair and looks up at the sky while asking thin-air "Glados, are there any combat operations happening at this moment?"
A panel in the floor opens up and allows a small drone with an orange eye to appear, "There are two combat operations in progress, creator. The first is one of our Cyberdog patrols that ran into a migrating group of tunnellers, the second is the group under officer: Tamia, who led a group of specialist Cyberdogs into a nest of Cazadors." the AI states.
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