Then the lights cut off. Well this rarely happens in Fallout 4. Esperanza started to panic, saying, "¡Puta madre! Take this!" She gave me a berry mentants and she exclaimed, "¡Carajo! Hide in the corner and I will get their attention!"
I did so and slid behind cover. The door blasted open and Esperanza spewed fire at our visitors.
"¡Pendejo! Burn!"
She got one of them but then a shotgun blasted and her arm exploded. My ears started ringing and I couldn't hear what was going on. The enclosed space made the sound so much worse. My adrenaline started pumping, my hands shook as I cracked open the mentants and gulped them down. Dry.
They had lights mounted to their guns, and I really didn't need the mentants. But they sure helped. Not only could I see them in the dark but I could see them through cover as purple auras. If I wasn't in a life or death situation I would say the intelligence boost made me feel like Jimmy Neutron on a high of Purple Flurp.
Battle trained instinct taking over, I blitzed forward and blasted the nearest Gunner's eyes into their gas mask at point blank range from behind. I grabbed the body as cover as the three others turned and hesitated. The Overseer's teachings on psychological warfare had helped me shoot down one more hostile.
After that was chaos.
A laser pierced through my body bag and me twice as I placed two shots in the woman's chest. The shotgun kicked me and my "friend" off our feet and I cupped the pistol in two hands, making sure to be stable as I shot the Gunner's ankles under a pod; despite the pains of being shot. He screamed and collapsed as the door behind him opened again.
A buzz saw began whirring as Esperanza cursed, "Payback tu puta!"
I watched in horror as the buzz saw spitefully removed the man's face. She cut into his face several times before she stopped and hovered over to me and helped get the bloody wrag of a woman off of me.
"Are you alright senõr?"
"No! I got shot twice and probably have some birdshot in me!"
"No, senõr. Steel slugs, armor piercing."
I put my hand down to where it hurt most and it came back bloody.
"Jesus Christ."
"Do not worry! I was made specifically for this!"
"I got a bloody slug in me!" I didn't pay attention to the electric whir and spat, "How in the hell are you-"
There was a "THUUM" as the slug tore itself out of my still somewhat naked flesh.
After that…
I screamed.
"Electromagnet senõr, not exactly the regular method. Normally we go into surgery but my battle protocols advise I field dress it."
"God help me that hurt! What kinda stupid doctor are-"
"You are going into shock. Here-" she stabbed me and pumped, "some stimpaks."
Man… after that I forgot I just got shot… kinda. That stuff is great!
I hopped up and popped my neck. Standing up wasn't even a problem. I felt healthy as a horse again!
"Now senõr," Esperanza started in a hushed tone, "I think we bought ourselves some time. You must hurry and strip the slain of weapons and supplies."
"What about your arm?" I asked, concerned, "Is it okay?"
"What do you think, idiota? Blown to bits."
I looted as we talked and first picked up the shotgun, only it wasn't a Fallout 4 combat shotgun. It looked like a Fallout 4 Remington 1100. I mean, they had Remington in the 60's so why not an alternative for an alternate universe? They had AR-10's and street sweepers in New Vegas.
I set in on a pod to assess it.
"Do you know how many of them there are?"
I unloaded six rounds, he shot twice, so it's got an eight round internal magazine.
"No senõr, I do not."
Four rounds in my hand I quad loaded twice casually before I caught it. Only John Wick and pros quad load their shotguns. Don't the ports on shotguns normally need to be modified to load-two or quad load? Earlier, I had some sort of training kick in and took that Gunner as a body bag. How perplexed I felt must have made way to my body because I had stopped moving and Esperanza spurred,
"¡Vamonos! Stress later!"
She was right but this all was so surreal I was having trouble wrapping my head around it. The next step, and what probably should have been the first step was getting some clothes on. I was probably going to be chafe when my blood dries on the inside of the vault suit but now it's not just me and my three legs going everywhere.
I was lucky enough to scrape together a full set of metal armor off all the Gunner's. The paints and mods were mismatched but that didn't matter at the moment. Gunner's also had a thing for bandannas and I used some of them to tie my knife to my arm. On the other arm I tied off my extra ammo which wasn't much, just four shotty shells and an extra 10mm magazine.
I stowed the laser pistols in Esperanza's storage compartment for now as I didn't have a backpack or anything to help carry stuff. Esperanza also had quite a few drugs for me to fiddle with when I got the chance at a chem station. Knowledge, training, whatever; about mixing and making drugs were there when I needed them.
"Oh!" Esperanza hovered off and came back with a pipBoy in her arm, "This will help!"
Clipping it on, I smiled as Vault Boy gave me a thumbs up. We moved out of the room and down a hall. With my mentats still going I saw two guards at the exit through the wall. I pulled out my knife, time seeming to slow down like a VATS with no HUD; a VATS I could feel in my body. I blitzed forward and buried the knife in the chest of the man on my right. However, the blade got stuck in his armor. This wasn't like the game.
The other guard lifted a shotgun towards my face but I acted quickly. I kicked the guard's side, ruining the shot but she didn't shoot, probably hesitating because I was too close to her friend. After hearing my boot crack something in the woman's wife beater covered torso I smashed her head into the wall, wrapped my arm around her dazed head and cupped her chin in my palm and wrenched violently, snapping her neck. It wasn't over yet though.
The man I had stabbed lifted a laser pistol at me in a dying effort to shoot me. No time, I drew my 10mm and blasted first. This all happened in a manner of seconds. Esperanza was right behind me but had no time to act with her robot body.
"¡Senor! Look out!"
I whirred around too late and my body felt like it was burning for half a second, causing me to twitch. Then again and again, forcing me onto the ground as my arms defending my head were getting caned by a stick. I had been snuck up on by someone with a shock baton. Esperanza screamed a battlecry and plowed into the gunner before relentlessly "disarming" him, gutting him and pulling out his guts.
"Hostile spotted." Another robotic voice whirred.
I looked towards the new addition-an assaultron-and saw two gunners with AR-10's moving to cover. The robot charged in, death ray charging, dried blood still on it's blades coming from its arms. It's feet thumping hard on the cement beneath us, I felt a real shred of intimidation as it moved with the grace of a lion and the tenacity only machines could muster. However, information started flowing into my head again and I got a plan that caused me to smile.
I pulled out my shotgun and let the robot advance on my position but tactically repositioned down another hall away from the other gunners. Going for a swipe I "parried" the attack with a slug and ducked and weaved behind it. I shot the control panel open next, stunning it, before hurriedly taking the wires and reversing the programing. Shots echoed down to me and I heard Esperanza scream, "My eye!"
Before me, the robot whirred back to life before saying, "Communists detected. Must be eliminated."
That was… totally accidental. Using the robot as a shield I ran out with it as it pushed towards it's former owners. The two gunners with AR-10's mumbled curses before I opened their chests up with armor piercing slugs. Assualtron still pushing, gunfire started pinging like rain and I leapt to one of the gunners I just shot. Slinging my shotgun on my back as I crawled, I took the extra knife, rifle and magazine. My ears were ringing again from the chaos but I instinctively turned over on my back and sprayed a gunner that tried to cane me again with a baton. I could hear the assaultron rip someone's head off and get someone else before finally collapsing in the next room. I grabbed the melee kamikaze moron and pulled his body into cover as the commander ordered, "Surrender and die! There's nothing you can do."
Looting the body I smiled as I pulled out a grenade and said, "Don't you mean surrender OR die?"
Before they could reply, I pulled the pin with my teeth, glanced in and lobbed it. Time slowed, my rifle in hand as I shot the grenade when it was right over the commander's unprotected head. Two gunners next to him were dazed before I iced them. Clip empty and one gunner left to my right I threw the rifle at him, moved in close, hit the mag release on his 10mm, field stripped it and stabbed the slide into his throat. He coughed blood in my face and collapsed off to the side without me moving or touching him. As if on cue, the headless commander fell forward with an epic crash, blood spewing from where his head used to be.
Jesus… how many people did I just kill?