34 Chapter 34 - When Freedom Calls
If you move to the northwest of The Commonwealth, then in the end you can reach the lake, in the center of which there is an island, you can get to this island through a dilapidated bridge, crossing a wooden structure, to the right of the road you will see a rotten, overgrown wooden sign on which is written Sanctuary Hills.
The first thing you think about when you see this place is devastation.
Old, rusty, ruined houses, an overgrown road, fallen pillars and dry branches are everywhere. But this state of this place was not always like this, once this place was the ideal of the American dream, and which everyone dreamed of, not only the inhabitants of America, but even foreigners. Unfortunately, the falling bombs have changed not only this place, but the whole world.
Yes, few people remember about the pre-war time, but such creatures still exist, for example, at the moment, in front of one of the destroyed houses, which surprisingly survived better than the others, two are talking: a man in a blue overalls with yellow numbers 111 and a black flying metal ball with 3 tentacle-like arms.
-Sir, your wife and young Shaun ... .. They are not here ...
-Thank you anyway, Codsworth
- You can't give up, sir. Maybe look in the city? Concorde is not far from here, and the residents there only fired at me a few times ...
- Thanks for your help, Codsworth.
- Good luck sir. You will find young Shaun, I have no doubt about it. I will stay here and guard the house.
Having gone to Concorde, the only survivor got to a gas station, where he met a dog and several Mole rats, quickly dealt with the mutants, the survivor and the dog went on to Concorde together. When they arrived there, they were caught in the middle of a shootout between a group of people and a black man who was taking cover and firing a laser rifle on the balcony of the city's central building. A group of people were dressed in dirty and torn rags, similar to the clothes of bandits in various films. When these bandits noticed the survivor, they did not think for a long time and immediately attacked him, therefore, having no other choice, he was forced to defend himself. He once served in the army, so he is not exactly a dilettante when it comes to weapons. The ragamuffins with pistols who shoot without looking did not pose much of a problem for him.
When he finished with the bandits, he approached the central building, trying to talk to the stranger, but he got ahead of him.
-Thanks for your help, take this, there are some more raiders inside, I hope you will help us again.
When the stranger went inside, a strange-looking laser rifle, similar to a musket, fell on top of the survivor, but it's better than a simple pistol, so he grabbed the musket and moved inside.
Going inside, the survivor was immediately met by a raider running at him with a knife, so without wasting time, the main character quickly charged the musket with energy and shot at the loser, instantly killing him.
After that, he began to slowly make his way through the rooms, eliminating any threats.
As a result, reaching the last door on the second floor without leaving anyone alive.
When he knocked on the door, it was immediately opened by the same stranger he had met in the beginning, but now he could see it better.
A dark-skinned man, in a long cream-colored cloak, with a dark leather belt.
He wore leather gloves on his hands, and he was also shod in high leather boots.
Under the cloak was a black doublet with gold embroidery and a green scarf.
- Preston Garvey, Minuteman of the Commonwealth.
A man introduced himself.
- Nate
The survivor answered him.
Examining other people, Nate saw
An old woman, some guy sitting in the corner and hugging his legs, a girl in overalls, and another guy who was looking for something in the terminal.
After examining them all, Nate said.
-What are these people?
-Just settlers looking to find a new home. Start over again. I am going with them from Quincy, a month ago there were 20 of us, yesterday there were only eight. Now there are five of us left.
-Horrible. It was not easy for you.
-Thank you, it's nice that at least someone cares. In general, we decided that it would be safe in Concorde, but it turned out that there were raiders here. But ... we have another idea.
-What idea?
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In the meantime, in Malden, the construction of the wall was successfully completed, so the city began to clean up garbage, get rid of structures that cannot be restored, replaced old materials with new ones, in general, the city was rebuilt.
For example, the school building was completely demolished, and now there are several tents here, of course in the future a military base will be built here to train soldiers.
Compared to last year, the city can no longer be called dead, of course there are still no civilians, but there are at least some people on the streets now, in this case there are many slaves and armed soldiers.
At that time, three people were standing on the south side of the wall: one young man who at that time was kneeling, adjusting with his left hand with a screwdriver a strange mechanical device on his right hand, similar to a bulky iron glove.
Next to him stood a fair-haired young woman, who closely watched the young man's work through a lens held by a mechanical hand peering out from behind the woman's back.
To the woman's right stood a man with black and partly gray hair, a bulky black sniper rifle on his back, and on his belt was an elegant holster with an equally elegant pistol with the gold initials A.L.
At this time, he held a notebook in his hands and read it out.
-Sir, according to information received from the caravans, there was an attack on the city of Quincy. Riflemen under the command of a minuteman deserter captured the city, while destroying almost all the minuteman detachments. Moreover, only one detachment responded to requests for help. As far as is known, about 20 people managed to escape and fled somewhere north-west.
The young man continued to tune his devices said.
-Hmmm, most likely after this incident the minuteman will be completely destroyed, no one wants to trust those who will eventually leave you to be eaten by the wolves.
Putting the screwdriver on the floor, the young man got to his feet, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist and aimed at the nearest tree. After that, you can see how a small hole appeared on the top of the glove, from which several small needles flew out with a whistling sound. As soon as the shells began to hit the target, they instantly produced a small explosion, which was enough to leave only chips from the tree, after which from the right side of the glove, with a characteristic ringing sound, like a small metal block flew out of the M1 Garand rifle, leaving behind haze.
Seeing the work of the glove, the girl could not resist and shouted joyfully.
-Wow, cool Brandon, you did it, everything works. How did you even come up with such a device? I thought you were only a master at handheld weapons.
Brandon lifted his chin proudly to the sky.
-Your teacher, master of great deeds, much to learn you still have, young Padawan.
Smiling, Brandon turned to Arthur and told him.
-Arthur, I spent too much time in one place, I think I need to warm up, perhaps diamond city is a great place to visit, maybe I can even make a good deal, who knows.
-But sir, without you it will be very difficult to continue to remodel the city.
-Do not exaggerate, you are doing an excellent job, especially since Victoria and I have already repaired everything that is needed at the moment, there are also several technicians here who can help you somehow, in general, nothing bad will happen if we take a walk ...
At this time, the girl, not believing her ears, asked again in surprise.
-We ? Brandon will you take me with you?
With a grin Brandon answered.
-Of course, I think that an important person always needs a secretary at hand, what if the mayor of diamond city has a secretary, but I don't?
