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Location:

Military Outpost 17

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Status:

In Combat

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Gordon rounded another corner, and saw that same robot near an alarm switch. This time, however, it had a pistol. 'Damn, how am I supposed to get past that?' He saw a way after looking for about 15 seconds.

A small knife lay in the hands of a junked robot next to him, and he ripped it out of the dead robot's hand. Preparing to throw it, Gordon noted where the center of gravity was on it, and carefully ran from out of the cover of the corner, and he threw it. "Yes!" Gordon said after it ripped into the robot's main CPU (as he thought), and it fell over. As he walked to it, unfortunately, the robot stood back up and tried to grab Gordon's legs, and held on.

'Get off me!' Gordon though as he whipped out his crowbar and whacked the half dead robot in the head over and over again, until it finally released its mechanical grip on him. Taking the pistol with him, Gordon stepped calmly past the scraps and turned off the alarms.

Another robot rounded the corner, and Gordon blasted it's head off, and it fell. Same model and make, so Gordon peered into the robot's interior, finding the main CPU to really be in its head. "Now I know where to shoot..." Gordon said, shaking his head at the stupidity of the creator of that bot.

As he walked on, Gordon noticed the outpost seemed to be abandoned from the outside, but as you went, the more it looke like it was still functioning. He could tell just from all the activity of robots moving here and there with parts to more robots, and some pieces of weapons.

Peering through a window, Gordon saw a small factory where there were dozens of machines building an army of more robots, but this time they were more combat models than the previous worker like robot he encountered a short while ago. Another window showed him the weapons factory across the hall. 'Something big's gonna happen soon... I can feel it. I need to shut this place down.'

With his new objective in mind, Gordon raced off around another hall, and opened a door leading to the outpost's armory. The place was pretty much just another gray colored room, and chipping paint. Taking no time in finding what he wanted, Gordon grabbed around 600 grams of C4 wads, and he looked around for a satchel to carry his things in.

As he looked back and forth, Gordon saw a rusty door he didn't see before. The door just wouldn't budge, and (for the first time) he used the crowbar to its real use, prying open the door. "My suit!" Gordon exclaimd as he had, miraculously, found his H.E.V. suit on a stand. "I wonder who in the hell put this here though, " Gordon pondered for a moment.

Putting the suit on, Gordon took one last look aroiund the room, and saw a ventilation opening that was rusting. As Gordon went through several menus in his suit's helmet, he saw that his suit now had all the Mark IV equips, along with all the Mark V's newer additions. Not forgetting to take this into account, Gordon walked out of the room.

Unfortunately, there were about 8 robots surrounding the door as Gordon exited. "Freeze! Do not more or we'll shoot you, intruder!"

The robot that said this in a less mechanical voice than most robots Gordon was accustomed to, was a gray robot with a few green stripes around its shoulder joints, whereas the other robots had red stripes there. Gordon, finding no escape, raised his hands.

"Now move towards us and-" The robot was cut short by a small blue object ripping it in 2, and continuing by destroying the other robots before they could even react. Taking this opportunity, Gordon fled back into the rusted out room he found the H.E.V. suit in and he tried to crawl into the venting shafts and escape before whatever attacked the bots got to him too. Right as he had about gotten all the way inside the vent, he heard someone shout to him.

"Hey, where you going! Robots don't usually go into ventilation shafts normally... heh, that's a first!" The blue thing befind Gordon said as it began to laugh a bit.

Gordon decided to come back out, and try to not get killed by this powerful thing. The first thing out of Gordon's mouth as he got out was, "I'm not a robot..." When Gordon turned around, he found himself speechless at the sight of the blue thing.

It was an anthropomorphic version of what seemed to be some sort of an animal, with some similarities to that of a hedgehog. The anthro had on white gloves, and some shoes, which seemed designed for grinding on rails, like Gordon had once seen on commercials with skater kids on it. "Well then, what ARE you then?" The small anthro hedgehog said as it pointed to him. Taking a guess form the voice, Gordon assumed it was male. At least, Gordon HOPED it was male from his voice.

"I'm just a scientist. Uh, human though..." Gordon replied slowly as the hedgehog walked closer. This made Gordon a little edgy, especially after seeing it rip through all 8 robots in seconds.

"Right... what's your oh so 'super cool' name, since you obviously had guts to bust in this place?" The male anthro asked as he circled Gordon, seeing Gordon's weapons, and his crowbar in hand.

"Gordon Freeman." Gordon answered with some caution, watching his savior circle him until it was in front of him again.

"Meh, that'll do I guess... I'm Sonic the Hedgehog, the fastest thing on 2 feet that you'll ever meet!" The hedgehog, who now Gordon identified as Sonic, said with pride.

"Okay..." Gordon said, still fumbling for words to say.

"By the way, why are you in here?" Sonic asked Gordon as he walked around in the ill lit room.

"Uh, I was sent here by my employer, and... just was here..." Gordon said with uncertainty as he began to make his way to the door out of the armory.

"Right... hey, why don't you help me trash this place?" Sonic said as he followed Gordon in exiting the room.

" I was about to ask that myself... What's up with all the robots and weapons in here?" Gordon pondered as they rounded a corner. This hallway apparently led to a more secure sector because of the security checkpoint, and the 2 robots guarding the door. "Stay here. I'll get these 2."

"Whatever man. Just don't get killed..." Sonic said as he ran off in the other direction. Gordon turned towards his new friend's direction, but he didn't see Sonic anywhere in sight.

'God, he's fast...' Gordon turned his attention to the security checkpoint, where he noticed the 2 robots talking. Turning up his microphone sensitivity, Gordon tried to listen in on them fom his position.

"... maintain position RSV-422 MK2 Strike Team. Current security breach is minor. Leave situation to security checkpoint G8-9," the left robot said into a wireless communicator on its wrist. Gordon was apparently not thought to be much of a threat to these facilities, which was the worst possible belief for them.

'So, they think I'm just a minor security breach? I'll prove them wrong... They didn't call me The One Free Man for nothing back in CIty 17...' Gordon thought as he raced forwards, with pistol in hand, blazing. The first robot went down in a second, and the second only had time to see Gordon before a bullet went straight into its CPU. "Serves them right..." Gordon spat as he walked past them, checking the robots for any extra ammo or weapons. Finding only their weapons in their hands, Gordon stole both pistols, discarding his now empty one.

As he proceeded into the next sector, Gordon never saw one robot giving communications to send the strike force team...