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Mechanic in the post-apocalypse

A mechanic from the future found a couple of old interesting artifacts, and got into a post-apocalyptic world. * I noticed that some readers did not quite understand the direction of my book. In this story, there will not be a lone traveler who is trying with all his might to survive in the wasteland by collecting garbage and making tools out of it, no, this story will be more about the development of the faction and the war between them. * The cover doesn't belong to me https://www.patreon.com/Lianes For those who want to support me. I warn you right away I will not have paid content, like extra chapters

La_Boule · Video Games
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Chapter 9 - Salamander

After Brandon received his pistol, he immediately went to the shack, to improve it, the first thing he pulled out of the pistol was an uneven pipe, in this case the barrel, and replaced it with another, which he made himself from a piece of metal. Having dealt with this, he decided to replace the piston that takes the liner out of the barrel so that it does not get stuck. After that, Brandon completely replaced all the rotten, crooked wooden parts with new ones, freshly polished and smooth.

Satisfied with his creation, he took it in his hands and aimed at the wall. But it was not comfortable to hold, the handle constantly slipped, and a simple iron frame instead of a full-fledged handle made his fingers fall through.

Deciding to fix this, he carved a shape from another block of wood under his palm, and then wrapped it with tape so that his hand would not slip.

Finally, Brandon decided to add an extended magazine so as not to waste such precious time in battle on annoying reloading.

After checking everything again, he decided to add his own tag, as he was confident in his skills Brandon assumed that in the future his products would be in great demand, and the brand was important.

After thinking a little, he scrawled on the wooden part of the trunk the pagan symbol of the blacksmith god Svarog, in the center is an inverted square with an intricate pattern, the square surrounds fire, Brandon deciding that such a symbol would look mysterious in these wastelands. if only people would not consider him some kind of sectarian.

[Congratulations on creating your own brand]

[Please name him]

{So, I paid tribute to my roots, you can think of something else}

[Brand Name of the Salamander has been established]

[All weapons with your Brand receive a bonus to fire damage, the more famous the Salamanders name, the greater the bonus]

[From now on in the wastelands you will be called Salamander]

[Improved Salamander Pipe Gun]

[Damage - 9]

[Magazine - 20 rounds]

[Weight - 1.2 kg]

[Cost - 32]

[Modifications: Comfortable wooden handle: +3 stability; high-quality frame: -5% to the chance of breakage; High-quality spring: -25% to the chance of a wedge of a weapon; Brand Salamander +1 Fire Damage]

{Wow, I don't remember having this in the game, but okay, we have real life here, not games.

If I'm not mistaken in Fallout 4 there was only 1 fire revolver and flamethrowers proper, as well as laser weapons. These are the only things that did fire damage. But now legends about the mystical Salamander will go on the wastelands, hehe who is the good fellow? It's me !}

{As I understand it, + 1 damage is most likely not enough to burn through leather armor, but I think if you shoot at a person and after that his clothes burn, it will scare him in earnest}

Since tomorrow he and Marcus will have a journey through a dangerous wasteland, he will also need at least some protection.

After spending an hour searching for car tires in the area and bringing them to the shack, he began to take them apart, cutting the rubber into many small rectangles. After that, he found a tight tunic and began to thread an aluminum wire through it, forming horizontal lines on the tunic in order to look at least somehow like chain mail, but without rings.

When he finished, he took a piece of brahmin skin, placed the rubber pieces on top, and began to hammer rivets into them, connecting the two pieces.

The result is a double-sided cape with a cutout for the head.

Throwing it over his tunic, Brandon began to connect them.

After that, he made knee pads and elbow pads from the remaining rubber in order to somehow protect parts of the body.

After 30 minutes, after checking that nothing dangles and holds on tightly, he decided to try on all these things.

Approaching the broken mirror, he began to examine himself.

The black rubber armor looked very dignified, it is a pity that such beauty is not so useful, and most likely will not save him from a machine gun fire, but perhaps he will still catch a few bullets.

In front there was a part made of rubber scales, which were supposed to take the whole blow, then there was a brahmin's skin, which was supposed to catch the kinetic energy of a bullet, and, lastly, an aluminum layer, similar to chain mail. And then there was the usual shirt that Brandon and his body wears. Improvised protection on elbows and knees.

[Improvised Child Scale Armor]

[Defense - 5]

[Weight - 1 kg]

[Cost - 21]

After examining everything again, Brandon smiled, took off his armor and went out into the street.

It was already evening, all the affairs of his affairs took a decent time.

He began to think about his plans for the future.

First of all, he and his family will need to move from this place, firstly because this is not the safest place, and you can't build anything big here, but he wanted to have a good strong base and strong walls.

It is desirable that there is also an underground shelter.

Places will immediately fall under such criteria, but they are all far away.

The most optimal option is Malden and shelter 75. There they conducted experiments on children to select the best genetic material, so this place is equipped with training equipment, a shooting range, and most importantly a laboratory. A place that really suits him.

But there is a problem and this: Gunners, a bunch of raiders, ghouls, and also the death claw.

Although the deathclaw is not the primary problem since it is at a decent distance, but the rest is really not easy. Perhaps this will take a long time.