Support for the Rangers
Fallout 3 Fan Fiction
August 4th, 2277
"When our bird went down, I thought we were goners " Said the man drinking away his sorrows at the bar in Rivet City. "That was went it all went to Hell."
March 27th, 2277
"All right, when we land, we report to the current C.O. and go from there. No screw-ups!" The man shouted over the deafening sound of twin vertibird motors. "When we land, report to the C.O. and wait for further instructions"
"You really think that the Enclave won't find us here too John?" A squadmate asked.
"God help us if they do, Cortez. And it's Sargent Smith when we're in there." Smith said. "Is that cle-"
John was cut off by an explosion that rocked the veritbird. A rocket from an unknown source hit the tail of the bird and sent it in to a wild tail spin.
"What the Hell?!" Cortez screamed.
"Everybody buckle down! Brace for impact!" The Pilot yelled. "We're going down!"
Everybody scrambled into a seat and put on the safety harness made of stainless steel around their bodies. The tail of the vertibird hit a crumbling skyscraper, ripping off the tail and most of the bird. The three rangers that were sitting along the back of the bird were immediately ejected from their seats.
"Everybody jump on three!" Smith yelled. The spinning bird came back around to the skyscraper that it had hit. "THREE!" And with that the six remaining squadmates leaped out of the flaming bird. Five of the six landed on a semi-stable floor. The sixth jumped to late and hit the pillar. He was hanging on to the floor and was slowly losing grip.
"Kendricks!" Smith cried, "Help him up!" Both Smith and Cortez rushed to Private Kendricks. Kendricks was a relatively new recruit to the rangers. He was as green as they came. Barely proficient with a pistol, he wanted to be the 'Heavy' of the group. He came in from California to Richmond, Virginia, where the Rangers were currently stationed. That was before the Enclave initiated counter-ops on the rangers for them being to much of a "thorn in their side". The rangers in Richmond were one of the largest organizations that had ever been in the Wasteland. It had rivaled the NCR, the Brotherhood of Steel, and the Enclave respectively The Enclave was the first to actually start destroying their bases, killing their troops, and slaughtering people under their protection. Three years of war had followed. The Rangers had gotten some support from the BoS, but not enough to win the war. The end of the war was marked by an orbital strike called out by the enclave against them. That was two months ago. These twelve people, the two pilots, and ten soldiers, are the last remaining troops of the Richmond Rangers.
Kendricks lost his grip seconds before Smith and Cortez dived to catch his hands. Smith watched as his body disapeared into the radioactive haze that surrounded the base off all of the buildings. The vertibird hit a leaning tower right below where it bent. The entire tower went down. Six dead in five minutes.
"Come on," Smith said, standing up "lets find a way out of this building."
"How far are we from the rendezvous point?" A female voice rang out. This voice coming from none other than Julie Kendricks, the recently departed soldier's wife.
"It looks like we're three clicks from the border of D.C. Not sure how we're actually supposed to get into it though. Looks like the entire place is collapsed." The navigator, Corporal LaCorva, said. LaCorva was born in France, or what was left of it. He came to America to escape slavers that were hunting his family tirelessly. His family landed off of the shore of Virginia, and he shortly there after joined the Rangers. His family was killed in the orbital strike.
"Let's get going, then." Said Ricky "Fixit" Martin. He was that one guy who spent all day tinkering and could fix something broken with something else that was broken. He could hack into a heavily encrypted terminal in ten seconds flat. "We'll just follow the shoreline until we hit some place called 'Rivet City'."
"All right, let's head out." Smith commanded. "And keep weapons hot. We're not out of the woods yet."