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The wasteland is a horrible place. It has no rules. No police. What happens in the wasteland stays in the wasteland. My name is Jon Allen. Otherwise known as dead man walking. Why do they call me that? I’m part of the brother hood of steels elite forces, or at least I was. I’m not going into too much detail, but about 6 months ago the brotherhood was tipped off on a possible store that was filled with supplies. I know, too good to be true. I didn’t like it, that mission just screamed trap but I didn’t get where I was by questioning my orders. So me, and the 4 other members of my squad got in the vertibird and we set off. At first the ride was fairly pleasant, it was a warm summer day and we hadn’t seen to many supermutants anywhere except for the Washington memorial and the white house. But of course, that was a given. Finally we reached our destination and we landed. But then, that’s when things stopped being pleasant. Once we got inside we began searching for materials. Shockingly, we actually found something, green beans, and 10 9mm bullets. I tossed them over to jack, (jack was our sniper, he had actually gotten there hours before us to check out any activity. I can tell you one thing, I certainly never envied him he woke up 6 am every morning and ran 2 miles in full power armor and a sniper rifle.) Finally we decided that this was a bust, so I pulled out my radio and phoned in for pickup. As we began our way to the front door jack said “hide” and rushed behind the front doors. I hid behind one of the aisles and watched jack. He took his sniper rifle out and began looking through the door. After about 5 minutes of examination, he put it away and rushed beside me. “5 guys, 3 machine guns, one rocket, one sniper, enclave.” He whispered into my ear. “Great” I responded. “I wonder if they heard about the sale on sugar bombs too.” He chuckled , looked up, and shouted “get back!” Immediately afterwards jack, along with me and the 2 other members of the squad, ran and ducked behind the checkout desk at the end of the store. Just a second after the last of us got past; there was a large explosion and the whole front end of the store collapsed. “Shit, everyone hold your ground, Jon where’s that evac you ordered?” said commander Knox (he was the group leader, not the smartest guy, but he always seemed to know exactly what to do, and when to do it) I immediately pulled out my radio and called for the vertibird. After a few minutes the radio came buzzing to life with the voice of our pilot. “Hey hey, im coming. Its not easy trying to fly over these rockets.” After the response I drew out my service rifle just as the enclave started coming in from the hole in the roof. It was unbelievable how many of these guys we missed while we were in the air. And besides, why are there so many, what could they possibly want from this store. After about maybe 20 minutes of continuous fire, a vertibird flew over the store and to the back, immediately commander Knox yelled “come on boys, rides here. LETS MOVE” soon after, jack, ash (ah ash. She preferred a shotgun over anything. I don’t really know why, but I will say shes gotten me out of a few hairy situations before. plus, she wasn’t too hard on the eyes. One of the guys back at hq actually asked her out. I wont go into details, but I will say, he hasn’t walked straight since.) and I ran through the back door and into the vertibird. Commander Knox was just coming out of the back of the store, when a shot got him in the leg, and he fell out. I was on my to help him when the vertibird began its lift off. ok guys. i will begin posting regularly soon. hope you enjoy, i have more, but i have to revise it. also, i am the founder. my admin tag will be ~dead man walking.
Posted on: Sun, 03 Nov 2013 15:57:40 +0000

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