Another cut content.
Some things just won't give up easily...
Song used
"Fourth Of July" By Fall Out Boy
-Author's Cut: A Tale of Freedom-
It was as dead inside a large storage chamber. Piled inside were spare parts, hunk of metal junk and of course... Enclave materials that were already discarded.
It wasn't much of a liberation as done... Adam's Air Force base was clearly empty, set aside from other useless equipment on the compounds. Former Air Force base liberated by the Brotherhood of Steel ten years ago, from the disgrace to the uniform, Augustus Autumn.
The archives via few terminals were contained of backup records of a Brotherhood of Steel codex regarding construction of what seemed to be an engineered airship called 'Prydwen' as recovered.
But, it would seem that all tech were extracted along with the amount of the Brotherhood now on the Commonwealth with the Prydwen... Arthur Maxson was an easy target for the Enclave. But that wasn't the priority... The Brotherhood on this Capital under the Sentinel, or Lone Wanderer as stories all around the capital passed on to one another was...
Flags representing the proud encircled stars and stripes of the beautiful dead country were raised all over the Adam's Air Force base.
Those, of Brotherhood of Steel under Maxson's, were all removed and burned. To hell with the Brotherhood of Steel...
The base was set. All personnel are prepared. Vertibirds ready for operations... And military plans for annihilation of the unclean will soon begin, in the rebirth of the old society...
God bless America...
"Systems... Online... Automated servos functional... Internal circuits damaged... Status... Critical... Force reboot complete."
Slowly getting up, it was so unexpected even for an Artificial Intelligence like himself to still survive the internal damages, critical system status, and the gunfire... It was so unexpected... But here he was... Online. Alive.
So many thoughts on his programmed memory core was coming up... So many in his data banks wanted answers as to why and how was he still able to function. Force reboot wasn't an easy answer to it. Perhaps... There's a reason?
The Commonwealth was safe now... Want more could there be to be accomplished for? Piper saw the right path, the Commonwealth Enclave's glory is sealed and secured... What else does he needed to come back for?
Looking around, he found himself inside a storage chamber. Dark. So fucking dark that he had to use the headlamps on his broken visors. Should he need to leave? The Commonwealth was safe.. Away from Colonel Amani. Was there still a mission?
Perhaps... Maybe... Just maybe... But he wouldn't want to break the old order between the silence of communications with the Enclave and the Outcast... But... The synth... This wasn't his mission. There was no fight for him to fight here...
Patriot stood motionless. He was adapting. Becoming more than a simple AI.
Colonel Amani underestimated him. He was not like the rest of the Mr. Gutsy personalized X01s back at the Commonwealth... But still... There has to be a good reason he was still needed... Patriot was never programmed to think human. But he was programmed to adapt and overcome human emotions... And anger was the very first emotion to ever come to him the first he confronted Amani...
He was adapted. Perhaps... It's time for him to overcome his adaptive programming...?
"Commander..."
He finally began... His dented, scratched metal hands clenching into fists... He figured it out now. His mission in the Commonwealth was accomplished... But there was still something for him to fight for us his mission, to serve Commander Amami... The real Amani... Patriot now knew what his purpose for functioning again...
To reconnect with his Commander on the west coast...
Suddenly, he began looking around the piles of junk. He was missing an internal part on his now fully disfigured Tesla modified X01.
Scanning and searching, Patriot took eleven minutes until he finally found a medium-sized custom part on his X01 casing. His private inventory.
Immediately opening its small tab open and flipping the thin metal lid open, he counted an exact amount of twenty AI module chips that Dr. Kane of the former USAF gave him. As disgusted Patriot is to think of it... He has no choice but to use spare advanced power armors from this side of the Enclave... But he needed to reunite to his Commander to report about everything that had happened...
"I must leave for the west coast..."
Patriot immediately kicked the door open. His hands clenched into fists. Oh, how angered he is the Enclave's past still claims it's existence back...
No guards, but an empty hallway. Patriot immediately moved on the east. He found a security room with two soldiers not on power armor, but are on monitor on security feeds via security cameras.
He simply stepped in and toward the two soldiers.
"Hey, were relieved off duty already-?"
*CRACK!*
"SHIT-!'
*CRACK!*
*SPURT!*
A corpse with a broken neck and a headless one laid on the floor in stains of blood.
Checking over to a terminal on a desk, Patriot immediately checked the terminal.
:::Welcome to Robco Industries [TM] Termlink:::
:::Security Terminal:::
God Bless The Enclave
[Mess Hall]•
[Briefing Room]
[War Room]
[Barracks]
[Training Yard]
[Hangar 1]
[Hangar 2]
[Hangar 3]
[Hangar 4]
[Armory]
[Storage room]
And though he wanted to learn about the entries... Patriot needed spare power armors. With his critical condition, he wasn't fortunate to make it out further on his own...
:::Welcome to Robco Industries [TM] Termlink:::
:::Security Terminal:::
God Bless The Enclave
[Mess Hall]
[Briefing Room]
[War Room]
[Barracks]
[Training Yard]
[Hangar 1]
[Hangar 2]
[Hangar 3]
[Hangar 4]
[Armory]•
[Storage room]
:::Welcome to Robco Industries [TM] Termlink:::
:::Security Terminal:::
:::Armory:::
Large room on the eastern wing on near the Mess Hall shall be used as the main Armory .
All weapons shall be stored on a separate side of the room, separated by two devided rooms inside .
Power Armor shall be stored on Armory A with weaponry in Armory B .
Patriot immediately headed out of the security room only to find himself killing another two soldiers, this time in power armors, but disposing the suited corpses in a nearby room, he found his way at the armory, where he had surprisingly found it empty of personnel. But a load of weaponry all around the large room, and well organized. A wall cornered the other end of it, Patriot found a doorway entry without a door and immediately proceeded.
As disgusted as he was, he had to face the sight of Mark I and Mark II suits of Enclave advanced power armor. The resemblance with the X01 and X02s... But these weren't the same power armor. In fact, these were the signature designs of the Enclave power armors, which became their most well known and issued power armors as they once horrified the wasteland...
Connecting the piped wires on the terminals nearby, he began installing the AI module chips on twenty Mark II advanced power armors before initiating a hardware override on the terminals. Hacking each terminals before setting from default settings to personalized automated power armor settings, giving each of the twenty Mark IIs Mr. Gutsy personalities.
Over ten minutes of initiating each power armor online, Patriot stood in from of twenty suits still on power armor repair stations until each all started moving.
"SIR! READY TO SERVE THE US ARMY! SIR!"
Patriot immediately singled for the now online AIs to quiet down, and immediately, began.
"We are on enemy territory. I will brief you all once we make our escape. Bit to give a short briefing, I am a military field commanding officer captured. You, are a twenty unit rescue team. But I cannot go into details as to make it short, you were all captured and disarmed."
He had to come up with a tactical reason. Of course... These basic AIs were just like the ones at the Commonwealth, starting off basic, before slowly adapting. Unfortunately, they weren't as advanced as he was when it comes to adaptive artificial intelligence programming as the basic AIs take a duration of time to adapt to situations...
"What is the status, sir?"
"We are currently at the armory. I had to initiate online activation on each of you to fully operational. Time is short. In the next room is where the enemy store their weapons. Arm yourselves and follow me. Our objective is to secure six vertibirds to use for our escape. Enemy resistance are heavy. We will prioritize defensive approach than offense."
Earning salutes, Patriot immediately addressed all AIs on the weapons before arming himself with a plasma pistol instead. With his inner circuits internally damaged, he was dealing with keeping up pace in carrying his own weight due to it.
"It was the Fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon"
As they barged their way through the hallways, their heavy clanking metals gained attention from guards when they reached at the main lobby of the building they're in. Patriot was not feeling well due to his weakened system, and his damaged inner circuits causing his limb servos to a limited movement. Making him a slow, and straightforward target than the other AIs.
"CONTACT! MUST TERMINATE ALL HOSTILES!"
Gunfire began. The AIs as much as they enjoyed shooting Enclave personnel, all hurried to find a nearby hangar to secure vertibirds.
Sirens... The sirens came... It was not looking good.
"And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the Fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks"
Patriot who was slowly followed behind the twenty AIs on a rampage, was shooting only non power armored personnel as he tried to keep his pace in the tail of AIs.
"I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the Fourth of July"
Armed and suited in Mark I power armored personnel came out if the other compounds and began firing at them.
"I'll be as honest as you let me
I miss you early morning company
If you get me
You are my favorite "what if"
You are my best "I'll never know"
"Secure a hangar! And secure six vertibirds!"
Patriot ordered as he immediately lunged on one of the suited personnel before firing his plasma pistol through the helmet of the soldier and tossing it aside while slowly filling behind. More soldiers coming from other sides of the main airfield...
These soldiers do not acknowledge any other side of the Enclave's name...
"And I'm starting to forget
Just what summer ever meant to you
What did it ever mean to you?"
It was taking a while as the nearest hangar was currently being occupied by Enclave personnel. Gunfire from both opposing Enclave sides erupted further.
Despite his critical condition, Patriot tries as best as he could to hold out a path from non-power armored personnel, while the AIs dealt with the ones on power armor.
Taking as many hits more than ever, Patriot tired to take cover from behind a large crate while firing back. He cursed as he reloaded his plasma pistol.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it
I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa
In between being young and being right
You were my Versailles at night"
He took hits again before firing back. More and more attention were coming from all over the Adam's Air Force base. The AIs were still trying to force their way in despite the numbers surrounding them...
"SURROUND THEM!"
Coming from one of the armored personnel, Patriot cursed and fired his plasma pistol while now forcing himself on close melee combat.
"It was the Fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the Fourth of July"
"Push forward!"
Another shout cane as were gunfire from the enemies...
Patriot risked taking several more hits while firing his plasma pistol, but as he was forced to back away slowly, he eventually almost stumbled back but to regain balance of himself, he managed to kill another power armored soldier.
"TRY AS YOU MIGHT. BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU RUIN MY PLAN RESTORING AMERICA."
A very all too familiar feminine voice came from the loud intercom. Patriot growled as he fired continuesly fired his plasma pistol. But he was rather angered deep down... Colonel Amani...
"You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I burned light my way back home
On the Fourth of July"
"PIN IT DOWN!"
Another yell came from the soldiers... Patriot was too blinded by his raged as he charged at the soldier not on power armor before grabbing him and slamming him on the ground before firing his plasma pistol n the soldier's head.
*PSSHEWW!*
*PSSHEWW!*
*PSSHEWW!*
Patriot cursed loud as he used his metal arm to block the incoming hits. Trying to gain view of sight, he fired on all sides whole slowly advancing towards the Enclave soldiers.
*TICK!*
*TICK!*
*TINK*
Shouts and curses as Patriot collided with the soldiers, in power armor and not on power armor alike. Shots, punches, and shoves what he recorded, but as he began punching and clawing his metal hands around, he began grabbing power armored personnel onto the ones with no power armor.
"My 9 to 5 is cutting open old scars
Again and again 'til I'm stuck in your head
Had my doubts, but I let them out
You are the drought
And I'm the holy water you have been without"
So many was going on... But surrounded, Patriot kept shooting on all sides that he saw Enclave. The Enclave kept advancing, but for a moment of swinging his pistol and hitting an Enclave soldier, AIs got into view and began forcing their way in.
"GET! TO! THE! VERTIBIRDS-!"
He was cut off by the shouts from both opposing sides along with the intense similar sounds of gunfire at one another... Parrot couldn't process it anymore... Enclave against Enclave... His programming was starting to get an error as his legs gave out.
Falling onto his knees, Patriot struggled to get back up bit to no avail, he was too distracted... And... Too much blinded, to see soldiers of the same name shooting one another...
He couldn't count how many AIs stood and defending their ground while trying to get near him, neither the fact that he could try to acknowledge Ow man had already reached the nearest hangar to secure and prepare six vertibirds for their use to escape.
He was too distracted... His only thought was trying to reconnect to his true Commander...
"And all my thoughts of you
They could heat or cool the room
And no, don't tell me you cried
Oh, honey, you don't have lie"
Trying as hard as he could to get up, Patriot was pulled away from the ground by an AI before slowly being dragged away from the melees fights that broke.
"Get... Get the others...!"
Patriot ordered as he forced himself to move on his own, though he barely managed to move, he still managed to stand on his own while trying to shoot, and ordering the rest of the AIs to slowly advance further into the nearest hangar to the vertibirds.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it
I just got too lonely, lonely, whoa
In between being young and being right
You were my Versailles at night"
Forcing every strength left on his mechanical limbs, Patriot rushed to help the other AIs on advancing inside the hangar while the others outside tried to fend off the Enclave soldiers slowly overwhelming them.
"It was the Fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the Fourth of July"
Clear sight... Clear sight of AIs now separating themselves from the other advancing Enclave personnel while still keeping up with the intense exchange of firepower from both opposing sides.
It was indeed Enclave against Enclave...
"You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the Fourth of July"
*PSSHEWW!*
Patriot fell onto his knees when a shot from what could only be a plasma rifle directly shot at his metal knee.
Out of all the sight of still fighting Enclave soldiers alike, Patriot saw a Mark II advanced power armor slowly emerging from a distance being incoming power armored soldiers.
Without that helmet worn, Patriot clearly recognized Colonel Amanda Amani... Holding plasma rifle before firing at him directly onto his badly broken X01 chest piece.
"I wish I'd known how much you loved me"
Gunfire... More and more gunfire erupted as Patriot fell on the ground, but slowly getting back up again in a struggle, he struggled as he lifted his plasma pistol at Colonel Amani out of all the easy, unaware Enclave soldiers in sight to shoot.
"I wish I cared enough to know"
*PSSHEWW!*
A shot came from the plasma rifle. This time, at the chest piece once again before Patriot finally was forced from impact. His mechanical servo limbs finally decreasing functionality, as his hand finally let go of his plasma pistol.
"I'm sorry every song's about you"
To see Colonel Amani slowly nearing while aiming her plasma rifle at him, Patriot was suddenly grabbed by a pair of metal hands before getting dragged into the hangar, the sight of a plasma rifle from one of the AIs fired at Colonel Amani, who was only hit on the shoulder pad, but as the AIs all got into view to continue the gunfire, Patriot was finally dragged into one of the blacks vertibirds before five AIs began getting on board.
"The torture of small talk with someone you used to love"
As much as he tied to move his head around, Though, now limited. But the gunfire kept on, and the AIs shouting at one another as a series of rotors from the vertibirds began loud.
"It was the Fourth of July
You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
That went off too soon
And I miss you in the June gloom, too
It was the Fourth of July"
Gunfire, bullet impacts and the vertibird rotors were all that his auditory receptors could receive to hear.
"You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks
I said I'd never miss you
But I guess you never know
May the bridges I have burned light my way back home
On the Fourth of July"
"Establish... Communication... Enclave frequency..."
Patriot slowly began, but with sparking slowly now coming from inside his broken Tesla X01 frame, he tried to focus on the pilots on the cockpit and forced himself to continue.
"West coast... Enclave... Outcast... Either frequency... Establish communications when we... Reach... California..."
Yep. Some things just won't give up easily...
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