The Courier sat in the basement, tinkering with the sensors of a Robobrain. He was repairing the robots in the basement so he could start moving them out of the vault and preparing to attack. The Robobrains had their mechanic bodies shut down, and had their sensors hacked so it seemed to the brains like they were driving down an empty road. Most of the robots were now repaired, and he was working on upgrading the robots so he'd stand a better chance against the Brotherhood. Hank came down, escorting a girl. The Girl had brown hair tied back in a ponytail, and was wearing a Merc Cruiser outfit. She was looking around, and peered at the Robobrain.

"Are you the one they call the Courier?"

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"Piper. I hear you're planning on taking out the new raider tribe."

"They're not raiders. They're more like an army."

"Well, are you planning to kill them?"

"Yeah."

"I could be your escort. It's unfamiliar territory for you, but for me? I know it like the back of my hand."

The Courier paused.

"How do we know you're not a spy?"

"Your sniper saw me. I was captured by two of them, and I even helped kill one."

"Hank, get Boone to conform that."

Hank nodded, and walked off.

"So, you're an hunter then. Where you from?"

"Maxson, in NCR Territory. I came here after a… dispute with some locals. That's an odd looking dog you have there."

Rex barked, and she took out some gecko meat and threw it to him.

"Good boy."

Gary walked out of the elevator, and jogged over to the Courier, before pointing to one of the Vault Locations on Gary's personal Vault 108 Pip-Boy.

"Gary." He said.

"How do you know?"

"Gary."

"Well done." The Courier said. "Take a break. You deserve it."

"What the hell was that?" Piper said.

"That was Gary. He said he managed to track down several radio commands to one of the Vaults being controlled by the Brotherhood. It's the Vault that was supposed to relay communications among the Steel Forest to organise trading, defence and so on."

"What?"

"Well, each Vault here was built as part of a community, called Steel Forest. They can exist on their own, but also each have unique features that can be traded with among the community, like a radio tower for communication, a drilling platform to get fuel, and if my luck stays the same, a distillery. This Vault has a particularly large storage area, so I assume it was designed to hold enough goods to trade with everyone else."

"OK. So what's the plan?"

"Well, Gary has been practising his driving skills, so we'll use the Raider as a mobile command centre and lead the robots in an attack. You can act as Gary's wingman and do whatever he says to keep the truck moving."

"You have a truck?"

"Get Gary. He'll show you."

The Raider was in working condition, and ready for use. It was a large armoured personal carrier like device, with six massive wheels, a gunning position, slits in the side to fire out of, and enough space to fit twelve people. Unfortunately, several adjustments had to be made, including cutting out a much larger hole in the roof where the gunner could sit so Greg could squash in there. The Gunner position was like a bump in the truck, so Greg could shoot his minigun from the top while still having cover, a seat and more importantly not crushing anyone below. Four of the seats were replaced with a large console to help the Courier command the robots, and in the other four seats he would sit with Rex, Boone and Hank. Gary and Piper sat in the driver seats, with bulletproof glass in front of them, and Greg sat in the gunners seat, which creaked under his weight, but actually held. The Robots had been moved out and were now standing in front of the truck, except for a Sentrybot that stayed in front of Veronica's cell to make sure she didn't pull anything.

"Everyone ready? Yeah? OK, Let's go capture a bunker."

Veronica Santangelo sat in her cell, holding a bobby pin. She had unlocked the door, but could hear the sentrybot outside. She held in her hands a Nuka-grenade which she had fashioned from a hidden cache of supplies hidden in a secret panel. She was surprised the Courier hadn't noticed the panel on any of his visits here, but he always did have bad eyes. Veronica opened the vault door and rolled out the grenade, but dodging a stream of bullets and closing the door. She opened it a minute later, and sprinted through the radioactive area she had momentarily made. She sneaked up to the Command Room, but there was no one there. Then, she got her power-fist back, as well as her other supplies. She didn't know whether she was more offended that they left her with a single guard, or that she had even gotten captured in the first place because of a stupid dog. It didn't matter, anyway. She had plans to take care of.