Chapitre 257: 234. Dry Rock Gulch PT.2
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With Sheriff Hawk and Giddyup Kid by their side, the team felt a renewed sense of purpose. They were ready to face whatever lay ahead and complete their mission in Dry Rock Gulch.
As Sico and his team arrived at the blacksmith shop, they were greeted by the sight of another Protectron standing in front of a faded sign that read "One-Eyed Ike's Quick-Draw Contest." The Protectron's eyes lit up as it powered on, and its mechanical voice boomed with a mix of challenge and amusement.
"So you're the new deputy, huh? Well, I ain't impressed yet. Let's see how you handle an old-fashioned quick-draw duel."
Sico stepped forward, giving the Protectron a once-over. "One-Eyed Ike, right? Let's see if we can make you more helpful to our cause."
Approaching the control panel on the Protectron's back, Sico accessed the system and began to input a series of overrides. His fingers moved deftly over the keys, reprogramming the Protectron to serve their mission.
"Let me just run some overrides and see what we can do here..."
The Protectron paused, its eyes flickering as the new programming took effect. "Override successful. Deputy access granted. How may I assist you today?"
Sico smiled, satisfied with his work. "We need the last part of the combination to the safe. Can you provide it?"
One-Eyed Ike whirred and clicked as it processed the request. "Accessing data... The third part of the combination is: 84. Additionally, here is a small reward for your assistance." A compartment on the Protectron's side opened, revealing a few Nuka-Cola Wilds and some additional supplies.
Sico took the combination and the supplies, handing the drinks to his team. "Thanks, Ike. Anything else we should be aware of?"
"Please be cautious. There are reports of increased hostile activity in the area. Stay alert and proceed with caution."
MacCready let out a low whistle. "Nice work, Sico. That's all three parts. Now we just need to get to the safe."
Hancock nodded in agreement. "Yeah, having these Protectrons on our side is definitely making things a bit easier."
Robert looked at the map. "The safe should be at the Dry Rock Gulch Theater. We should head there next."
Sico agreed. "Alright, let's move out. One-Eyed Ike, you're with us."
With the final part of the combination in hand and their confidence bolstered, Sico and his team set out for Dry Rock Gulch Theater. They moved cautiously through Dry Rock Gulch, ever alert for any signs of danger.
As Sico and his team arrived at the Dry Rock Gulch Theater, the scene was chaotic. Bloodworms and mutated crickets infested the area, their grotesque forms writhing and skittering across the dusty ground. The team knew they had to fight their way through to reach the safe.
Sico raised his hand, signaling his team to prepare for combat. "Alright, everyone. We need to clear these creatures out. Stay together and watch each other's backs."
MacCready took up a position on a nearby rock, his sniper rifle at the ready. "I've got your back from up here."
Hancock, with his lever-action rifle, stood ready. "Let's make this quick. These bugs are starting to get on my nerves."
Robert, with his laser rifle, scanned the area for the best tactical positions. "I'll cover the flanks. Let's do this."
Sico nodded, gripping his assault rifle tightly. "Sheriff Hawk, Giddyup Kid, One-Eyed Ike, provide covering fire. Let's move!"
The team advanced, their weapons blazing as they engaged the bloodworms and mutated crickets. The Protectrons provided valuable support, their laser beams cutting through the swarming insects.
Sico fired in controlled bursts, targeting the bloodworms that lunged at his team. "Keep moving! Don't let them surround us!"
Hancock's rifle boomed, each shot taking down a bloodworm or cricket with deadly precision. "I've had enough of these things!"
Robert's laser rifle was a constant barrage of energy, keeping the mutated crickets at bay. "Focus on their joints and heads!"
MacCready's sniper shots rang out, picking off the creatures from a distance. "Just like shooting radroaches back home."
Despite the overwhelming numbers, the team's coordinated efforts gradually thinned the swarm. The Protectrons proved their worth, providing consistent firepower and drawing some of the creatures' attention away from the humans.
As the last of the bloodworms and crickets fell, the team took a moment to catch their breath. The ground was littered with the remains of their foes, the stench of ichor and burnt flesh filling the air.
"Everyone okay?" Sico asked, scanning his team for injuries.
"All good here," Hancock replied, wiping some blood off his face.
"Just a scratch," Robert added, checking his laser rifle.
"Still breathing," MacCready confirmed from his vantage point.
Sico nodded, relieved. "Alright, let's find that safe and get this over with."
The team moved cautiously through the theater, keeping an eye out for any remaining threats. In the back room, they finally found the safe, hidden behind a false wall.
Sico entered the combination: 42-35-84. The safe clicked open, revealing its contents. Inside were valuable supplies, a few caps, and the key they needed.
"Got it," Sico said, pocketing the key. "Let's get out of here and head back to base. We've done what we came to do."
With the key in hand and their mission accomplished, Sico and his team left the Dry Rock Gulch Theater, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them next.
As Sico and his team regrouped outside the Dry Rock Gulch Theater, he held up the key they'd obtained from the safe. "Alright, we've got what we came for, but before we head into Mad Mulligan's Minecart Coaster, I think it would be smart to sweep the area and clean up any remaining hostile creatures. We should also keep an eye out for any useful loot."
Hancock nodded in agreement. "Good call. No sense leaving any threats behind us, and you never know what we might find."
MacCready slung his sniper rifle over his shoulder. "I'm in. Let's do a thorough sweep."
Robert checked the charge on his laser rifle. "I'll cover the flanks again. Let's make this quick and efficient."
Sico gave the Protectrons new instructions. "Sheriff Hawk, Giddyup Kid, One-Eyed Ike, help us sweep the area and neutralize any remaining threats."
"Affirmative," Sheriff Hawk responded, the trio of Protectrons moving into formation with the team.
The group methodically moved through Dry Rock Gulch, clearing out pockets of remaining bloodworms and mutated crickets. The Protectrons provided invaluable assistance, their laser beams cutting down the creatures with precision.
In the process, they uncovered several caches of useful supplies: ammunition, medical kits, and even a few stimpaks. Sico also found a stash of caps hidden in a dilapidated shack, adding to their growing collection of resources.
Hancock kicked open an old storage crate, revealing a small cache of explosives. "These might come in handy," he remarked, pocketing the grenades.
MacCready's sharp eyes caught sight of a hidden compartment beneath a broken-down animatronic horse. "Hey, look at this," he called out, revealing a stash of Nuka-Cola and a few energy cells.
Robert's methodical search turned up a functioning terminal with some useful information about the park's history and layout, which he downloaded to his Pip-Boy for future reference.
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The team continued their sweep through Dry Rock Gulch, moving towards an area with several shop stands. The dilapidated stalls, once bustling with activity, now stood silent and abandoned. As they approached, Sico's sharp eyes caught sight of a dead human body slumped against one of the stands, a small pile of loot beside it.
"Looks like someone didn't make it," Hancock remarked grimly, eyeing the scene.
MacCready scanned the area with his sniper rifle. "Stay sharp. There could be more of those critters around."
Robert nodded, his laser rifle at the ready. "Let's move in cautiously."
As they drew closer, Sico noticed something familiar among the loot near the dead body. It was the same type of technology module he had found earlier at the World of Refreshment. His heart quickened at the sight, knowing that this could be a valuable piece of tech for their mission.
"That's the same module I found earlier," Sico said, pointing it out to the team. "We need to secure it."
However, as they approached, the ground began to tremble slightly. From the shadows of the shop stands, a swarm of mutated crickets emerged, their chitinous bodies glinting in the dim light.
"Here we go again!" MacCready shouted, taking aim at the nearest cricket.
Sico raised his assault rifle, barking orders. "Hancock, Robert, cover the flanks! MacCready, take high ground and provide overwatch! Protectrons, provide suppressing fire!"
The team sprang into action. MacCready climbed onto a nearby shop roof, picking off crickets with precise shots from his sniper rifle. Hancock and Robert took positions on either side of the alley, their rifles firing in tandem to keep the crickets at bay. The Protectrons advanced, their laser beams cutting through the swarm.
Sico moved forward, his rifle blazing. "Keep them away from the body! We need that module!"
The battle was intense, with the crickets attacking relentlessly. The team held their ground, their coordinated efforts slowly turning the tide. Sico focused his fire on the crickets closest to the body, determined to reach the module.
As the last of the mutated crickets fell, the area fell silent once more. Sico quickly approached the dead body, kneeling to inspect the loot. He carefully picked up the technology module, examining it closely.
"Got it," he said, slipping the module into his pack. "Let's see what else is here."
Among the loot, they found a few valuable items: more ammunition, a couple of stimpaks, and a note clutched in the dead man's hand. Sico unfolded the note and read it aloud:
"If you're reading this, it means I didn't make it. I found this tech module near the old factory. Thought it might be worth something. Be careful out there. The crickets are everywhere."
Hancock shook his head. "Poor guy. At least his find won't go to waste."
MacCready climbed down from his perch, rejoining the group. "Nice work, everyone."
Sico and his team, now more vigilant than ever, decided to check the platforms of the wooden tower north of the saloon. They moved cautiously, aware that any corner could harbor new dangers. The tower loomed ahead, its rickety structure casting long shadows in the fading light.
As they approached, Sico signaled for a halt. "There are stingwing nests at the base. Get ready."
MacCready set up on a nearby ridge, sniper rifle aimed and ready. "I've got eyes on the nests. Just give the word."
Hancock and Robert took positions on either side of the tower, weapons trained on the stingwings that were beginning to stir. The Protectrons moved into a defensive formation, prepared to provide covering fire.
"On my mark," Sico instructed, raising his assault rifle. "Three, two, one—now!"
MacCready's sniper shot rang out, striking the nearest stingwing and causing the nest to erupt in a flurry of activity. The team opened fire, their coordinated assault keeping the stingwings at bay.
Hancock's lever-action rifle boomed, each shot finding its mark. "These things just keep coming!"
Robert's laser rifle cut through the swarm, the stingwings falling one by one. "Focus on the nests! We need to take them out!"
Sico moved in, firing in controlled bursts. "Protectrons, suppressing fire!"
The Protectrons' lasers joined the fray, their beams sweeping across the stingwings. Despite their numbers, the team's relentless attack slowly thinned the swarm. Sico advanced, targeting the nests directly.
As the last stingwing fell, the area grew quiet once more. The team approached the nests cautiously, ensuring no further threats remained.
"Clear," Hancock announced, reloading his rifle.
"Nice shooting," MacCready said, descending from his vantage point.
Robert nodded in agreement. "Good work, everyone. Let's see what we have here."
Sico carefully searched the base of the tower, discovering a mini nuke tucked away amidst the debris. "Found something big," he said, holding up the mini nuke.
Hancock's eyes widened. "That's a game-changer. We need to handle it carefully."
Robert found a stash of Nuka-Cola Wilds near one of the nests. "And some refreshments for the road."
The team gathered the loot, their spirits lifted by the valuable finds. Sico packed the mini nuke securely, ensuring it was safe for transport.
"Alright, we've cleared the area and gathered some useful supplies," Sico said, looking at his team. "It's time to head to Mad Mulligan's Minecart Coaster and use that key."
With their newfound loot and renewed determination, Sico and his team made their way to Mad Mulligan's Minecart Coaster, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them in the next phase of their mission.
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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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