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Chương 305: 278. Quincy Defend PT.2

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Sico could feel the pressure building, the weight of the battle pressing down on him. The Gunners were close—too close. But he knew that if they could just hold on a little longer, if they could weather this final storm, they might be able to turn the tide.

Just as the Minutemen were beginning to gain a tenuous hold over the battlefield, Sico's radio crackled to life with an urgent transmission. It was from one of the scouts stationed on the outskirts of Quincy.

"General Sico, this is Scout Team Alpha. We've got a problem," the voice on the other end was tense, each word laced with the gravity of the situation. "We've spotted a large Gunner reinforcement unit heading toward Quincy—approximately 500 strong. They'll be on top of us in less than 30 minutes. Over."

Sico felt a cold chill run down his spine. The Gunners were relentless, and now, with an additional 500 soldiers inbound, the Minutemen's position was becoming increasingly precarious. He knew the defenders were already stretched to their limits, and the arrival of fresh Gunner troops could tip the scales decisively in the enemy's favor.

"Copy that, Scout Team Alpha. Continue to monitor and report any changes in their formation or speed. Over," Sico replied, keeping his voice as steady as he could despite the rising tension.

Turning away from the radio, Sico's mind raced, calculating the next steps. The Minutemen were outnumbered, and the front lines were barely holding as it was. Reinforcements would push them to the breaking point. He needed a strategy to deal with this new threat, and he needed it fast.

"Sarah," Sico called out to his logistics officer, his tone urgent, "I need you to prioritize rearming the front lines. Pull anything we have from the reserves—ammo, explosives, and stimpaks. Get them to the front as quickly as possible."

Sarah, who had been overseeing the distribution of supplies, nodded sharply. "Understood, General. I'll get everything we've got out to the lines. We won't run dry on my watch."

Sico then turned to Albert, who was returning from setting another series of traps. "Albert, I need you to set up one last line of defenses. If those reinforcements reach Quincy, they'll crush us under their numbers. We need to slow them down, force them into a bottleneck where we can take them out in smaller groups. Can you do it?"

Albert's face was grim, but he nodded. "I can rig some heavy explosives along the main approaches. If they try to rush us, they'll be in for a nasty surprise. But I'll need every bit of explosive we have left."

"Do it," Sico said, no hesitation in his voice. "Use everything we've got. We either stop them here, or there won't be a Quincy left to defend."

With Albert moving to set up the final defenses, Sico turned his attention to Preston. "Preston, I need you to rally the troops. We're going to face another wave soon, and this one's going to be even worse. Get the men ready, prepare them for the fight of their lives. We hold this town or we die trying."

Preston met Sico's gaze, his expression resolute. "I'll make sure they're ready, General. We won't let you down."

As Preston left to ready the troops, Sico picked up the radio once more. He needed to get word to the snipers, Robert and MacCready, and ensure they were aware of the incoming reinforcements.

"Robert, MacCready, this is Sico. We've got a new problem—Gunner reinforcements are heading our way, about 500 strong. I need you both to stay sharp. Take out as many of their officers as you can. We need to disrupt their chain of command before they even reach our lines."

Robert's calm voice crackled back over the radio. "We're on it, General. We'll make every shot count."

MacCready chimed in right after, his tone serious. "They won't know what hit 'em, Sico. We'll thin the herd before they even get close."

With the final preparations underway, Sico allowed himself a moment to take a deep breath and steel his nerves. The situation was dire, but he couldn't afford to show doubt. Every Minuteman was looking to him for leadership, and he needed to project confidence, even if the odds were stacked against them.

Time seemed to stretch as the minutes ticked by, every second bringing the enemy reinforcements closer to Quincy. The sounds of battle continued to rage on the front lines, but there was an undercurrent of tension as the Minutemen braced themselves for the next wave.

Finally, the scout team's voice came over the radio again, more urgent this time. "General Sico, the Gunners' reinforcements are almost here! We can see them now—heavy infantry, some with power armor. They're spread out, but they're coming in fast. Over."

Sico picked up the radio, his voice firm as he gave the order that could determine the fate of Quincy. "All units, this is General Sico. The Gunners' reinforcements are nearly here. Hold your positions, and prepare to engage. Focus fire on their power armor and officers. We cannot let them break through—this is where we make our stand. For Quincy!"

The battlefield fell into a tense silence as the Minutemen prepared for the inevitable clash. In the distance, the rumble of approaching boots and the clank of metal grew louder. The reinforcements had arrived.

The night air was filled with the sound of war as the Gunners' reinforcements surged forward, eager to break the Minutemen's lines once and for all. But the Minutemen stood ready, their weapons poised to unleash a torrent of fire upon the approaching enemy. The final battle for Quincy was about to begin, and Sico knew that this would be their last chance to turn the tide in their favor.

As the tension in the air reached its peak, Sico's eyes scanned the horizon. The Gunners' reinforcements were closing in, their numbers threatening to overwhelm the Minutemen's already strained defenses. But just as the situation seemed its most dire, a glint of hope appeared on the horizon—a convoy of vehicles, heading straight for Quincy.

Sico's heart leaped in his chest as he recognized the approaching vehicles. It was a convoy consisting of four trucks and two Humvees, their headlights cutting through the darkness. For a brief moment, he couldn't believe it, but then it hit him—reinforcements had arrived from the Castle.

"Reinforcements!" Sico called out over the radio, his voice a mixture of relief and determination. "Our reinforcements from the Castle are here! All units, hold your positions just a little longer—help is on the way!"

The news spread quickly through the Minutemen ranks, breathing new life into the weary defenders. The sight of the convoy brought with it a surge of hope and a renewed determination to hold the line.

As the convoy approached, the trucks came to a halt near the Minutemen's main defensive positions. The rear doors of the trucks swung open, and soldiers began to pour out—around 150 strong, fully armed and ready for battle. These reinforcements were the best the Castle could spare, seasoned fighters who had come to support their brothers and sisters in Quincy.

The Humvees, equipped with mounted heavy machine guns, rolled into position, ready to provide crucial fire support. Their gunners wasted no time, immediately locking onto the advancing Gunners and unleashing a hail of bullets that tore through the enemy ranks.

Sico grabbed his radio and barked out new orders. "All units, the reinforcements are here! I want the trucks used as mobile cover and for rapid troop deployment. Humvees, provide suppressive fire on those power armor units. Focus fire on the officers and heavy infantry—break their momentum!"

Preston, who had been holding the line at the front, rallied his troops with a new fervor. "You heard the General! We've got backup now—let's show these Gunners what the Minutemen are made of!"

The reinforcements quickly integrated into the Minutemen's defensive lines, bolstering their ranks and bringing fresh supplies of ammunition and medical supplies. The additional manpower allowed the Minutemen to plug gaps in their defenses, setting up overlapping fields of fire that created a deadly kill zone for any Gunners who dared to advance.

The Gunners, sensing the shift in momentum, pressed their attack with even greater ferocity. But the Minutemen, now reinforced and fighting with renewed determination, stood their ground. The Humvees' machine guns hammered away at the Gunners' power armor units, their armor-piercing rounds punching through metal and flesh alike.

Albert, who had just finished setting up the last of his traps, took advantage of the chaos to trigger a series of remote explosives. The ground beneath the Gunners erupted in a series of violent explosions, tearing through their ranks and leaving behind craters filled with twisted metal and broken bodies.

"Nice work, Albert!" Sico called out over the radio, watching as the explosions momentarily disrupted the Gunners' advance. "Keep those surprises coming!"

Albert's voice crackled back, filled with grim satisfaction. "You got it, General. I've got a few more tricks up my sleeve."

With the reinforcements from the Castle now fully engaged, Sico knew they had a real chance to turn the tide. He watched as Robert and MacCready, perched in their sniper nests, continued to pick off high-value targets with deadly precision. The Gunners' command structure was beginning to crumble under the combined assault, their officers falling one by one to the Minutemen's relentless fire.

But Sico also knew that they couldn't afford to let up. The Gunners still outnumbered them, and if they didn't maintain the pressure, the enemy could still overwhelm them through sheer force of numbers.

"Preston, we need to push them back now, while they're disorganized," Sico ordered. "Get the reinforcements to form up with your squads and prepare for a counterattack. We're going to drive these Gunners out of Quincy once and for all."

Preston acknowledged the order with a determined nod. "Copy that, General. We'll push them back into the dirt."

The Minutemen, bolstered by their reinforcements, began to advance. They moved in coordinated waves, using the trucks as mobile cover and the Humvees as fire support. The Gunners, already reeling from the sudden appearance of the reinforcements, found themselves being pushed back, their advance faltering as they were forced into a desperate retreat.

Sico watched as the tide of battle began to turn in their favor. The Minutemen were no longer fighting just to hold their ground—they were pushing forward, reclaiming the streets of Quincy inch by inch. The Gunners, once so confident in their numbers, were now being driven back by the sheer ferocity of the Minutemen's counterattack.

The battle raged on, but Sico could see that the Gunners were losing their momentum. Their power armor units, once the spearhead of their assault, were now being picked off one by one by the combined fire of the Minutemen's heavy weapons and sniper teams. The reinforcements from the Castle had arrived just in time, and with their help, the Minutemen were finally beginning to turn the tide.

As the Minutemen continued their relentless push, reclaiming the streets of Quincy one block at a time, a sudden shift in the Gunners' tactics sent a wave of unease through Sico's gut. The Gunners, who had been in full retreat just moments ago, suddenly halted their backward momentum. Instead of continuing their withdrawal, they regrouped, their lines solidifying as if they'd received a direct order to stand their ground. Sico's eyes narrowed as he saw the once-disorganized enemy start to move with renewed coordination and purpose.

The Gunners were refusing to concede defeat. Determined not to be overrun, they initiated a fierce counterattack. Sico's radio crackled to life, reports coming in from various Minutemen squads of increased resistance. The Gunners were digging in, using the debris of Quincy as cover, and laying down suppressive fire with a ferocity that had been absent before. It was clear they had no intention of allowing the Minutemen to push them out without a fight to the bitter end.

"General, this is Preston!" Preston's voice came through the radio, filled with urgency. "The Gunners have regrouped, and they're hitting us hard. We're taking heavy fire—can't push forward without getting cut to pieces!"

Sico clenched his jaw, understanding the gravity of the situation. The Gunners were refusing to break; they were stubbornly holding their positions with the desperation of cornered animals. Their power armor units, now fewer but still formidable, formed the backbone of their renewed resistance. Even as the Minutemen's heavy weapons and snipers took out key officers, the Gunners seemed to be fighting with a newfound resolve.

"All units, fall back to cover and hold your positions!" Sico ordered. "Do not advance until we've regrouped and assessed their new defenses. We can't afford to get drawn into a meat grinder!"

The Minutemen complied, quickly pulling back to defensible positions behind the trucks and rubble that littered the battlefield. The sound of gunfire intensified as the Gunners pushed forward, taking advantage of the brief lull to attempt to retake the ground they had lost.

From his vantage point, Sico could see the Gunners pouring everything they had into their counterattack. Explosions erupted as the Gunners deployed grenades and rockets, targeting the Minutemen's vehicles and defensive positions. The Humvees, which had been providing critical fire support, were now taking heavy fire, their mounted machine guns struggling to keep the Gunners at bay.

"Albert, do you have any traps left?" Sico asked over the radio, his mind racing to find a way to halt the Gunners' momentum.

Albert's voice came back, tense but focused. "I've got a few charges left, but we're running low on everything. I can rig a few more traps, but it won't be enough to stop them cold."

"Do it," Sico ordered. "Set them up in key chokepoints. We need to slow them down, force them to pay for every inch of ground they try to take back."

As Albert moved to lay the last of his explosives, Sico turned his attention to Sarah. "Sarah, what's our status on ammo and supplies?"

Sarah's response was grim. "We're running low, General. We've been burning through our reserves faster than expected. We can hold for a while longer, but if this keeps up, we'll be in trouble."

Sico knew that time was not on their side. The Minutemen had to break the Gunners' resolve before their own resources were depleted. The longer the battle dragged on, the more likely it was that the Gunners could turn the tide back in their favor through sheer attrition.

"Robert, MacCready, I need you to focus on their leadership again," Sico commanded, hoping to disrupt the Gunners' newfound coordination. "Take out any officers you can spot. We need to throw them back into disarray."

"We're on it, General," Robert responded, his voice steady. "We'll take out as many as we can."

MacCready's voice followed, equally determined. "They won't know what hit them, Sico. We'll make sure of that."

The Minutemen dug in, bracing themselves as the Gunners renewed their assault with everything they had left. For every foot the Minutemen advanced, the Gunners fought with savage intensity to push them back. The air was thick with the sound of gunfire, explosions, and the cries of the wounded.

Despite the mounting pressure, Sico refused to give in to despair. He knew the Minutemen were capable of holding the line, but they needed to break the Gunners' will to fight once and for all. He couldn't afford to let the Gunners regain their footing, not when victory was so close.

"Preston, rally the troops," Sico ordered, his voice carrying the weight of determination. "We need to make one final push. If we break them here, they'll scatter."

Preston's voice came back strong, his resolve matching Sico's. "We're with you, General. We'll drive them out of Quincy for good."

With renewed determination, the Minutemen prepared for one last coordinated assault. They knew the Gunners were fighting with desperation, but so were they. This was the moment that would decide the fate of Quincy—one way or another, the battle would be won or lost in the next few minutes.

Sico took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. The Minutemen were battered, bloodied, and running low on resources, but they were not beaten. As the Gunners prepared for their final stand, Sico knew that this was it—the final push that would decide the fate of Quincy and the future of the Minutemen.

"All units, this is it!" Sico shouted over the radio, his voice filled with fierce determination. "We're going to hit them with everything we've got! For Quincy, and for the Minutemen!"

The battle was far from over, but with their spirits high and their resolve unshaken, the Minutemen were ready to fight for every inch of ground. And with Sico leading the charge, they would not stop until the Gunners were driven out of Quincy, once and for all.

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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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