Chapter 6: Discussions

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The first Mojave council had reconvened for the first time in June of 2285, all sat at a large table water pitchers ringing the table ash tray sitting at Agvir and Doc Mitchells places. Agvir looks visibly distressed, his hair is graying and he has dark circles under his eyes his hand shaking as he's sucking back on a cigarette, much to the disdain of Boone who's sitting next to him listening intently to the Two people who are standing in front of the Council giving a presentation. Those people are weapons specialists from the gun runners. There are three guns on the table one beautiful looking rifle that's about 3-4 ft. long, one submachine gun that has a barrel cartridge and a regular looking pistol.

"So in conclusion, the Brigade's infantry use two rifles that're known as the M1-Garand,and we also have seen them use a smaller lighter version of this called an M1Carbine. For close up fire they use either this Thompson,M1928A1 or a Winchester model 1898, and finally a regular 9 mil pistol. It is of our belief that we can counter these weapons by issuing several Marksman Carbines to at least one unit for every city." The specialist says looking around the table.

"Make it happen, and fast." Agvir says waving them out with a cigarette in his hand. The two men leave and Pearl stands up.

"The council recognizes Pearl of the Boomers." Cass says flipping a page over.

"Thank you, Mr. President, fellow councilors." Pearl begins, straightening her jacket. " We've had drones flying constantly over the enemy's encampment and battles. We recorded this battle between them and a large group of raiders that camped at Santa Fe. They utilized they're armored assault vehicles (Tanks) as mobile artillery dispatching them on top of hills to shell the city and to provide a distraction, so the troops can get into the town and secure anything that might damage their tanks. They seem to rely heavily on mechanized warfare; we've noticed the planes they use seem to be of an archaic type. I've analyzed the basic layout of them and have found that they use two types of fighters one the Hurricane MK 1, and the Supermarine Spitfire (History Buffs I know those are two British planes but just play along) and we've seen them use one type of Bomber the B-17 Superfortress this is a heavy bomber, but we found them dropping troops out of this or something extremely like it at Santa Fe, those troops have been shown as super effective." Pearl said sitting down as Agvir sucked on his now stub of a cigarette.

"Have your drones follow one back to they're base, we'll mark it on a map and send a LRBG to take out that area." Agvir says quickly taking a drink of water.

"The council recognizes Siry Killian, Ambassadore of the NCR." Cass says standing up and opening the door. Killian steps through the door wearing a nice business suit and his .44 on his side.

"You called for me, courier?" Killian said leaning against the wall next to the door.

"Mr. Killian, we have Jon and I have been discussing and if you still want some rangers in the Mojave send them to the Eastern most Ranger stations, the rest of the stations will be dealt with as we see fit." Boone says as Killian congratulates himself.

"Great news, Mr. Boone." Killian says turning to walk out the door.

"Well, unless anyone else has any other business to discuss I think that this meeting is adjourned." Agvir says standing up and walking out to the hallway. The council stands up and walks out holding their papers, clipboards and pens. Cass and Boone walk up behind Jon holding hands and walking close to each other. The three of them get into a private elevator, Cass turns to Agvir.

"Jon I have something we need you to handle. Trivial things really, but there are a couple of them." Cass said talking excitedly.

"I have one important thing I need you to do." Boone said rapidly the elevator stops and the three of them get off. "We need a plan of action for the Brigade, what we're going to do if they attack-"

"Kill them all obviously." Agvir interjects, Boone grabs Agvir's Shoulder

"Jon, this is serious!" Boone bursts with rage

"Fine, set up lines along I-95, I want .50cal Mg nests in all buildings in Vegas and in the tallest buildings in every city." Agvir says crossing to a phone dialing the number for the Boomers "Hank? Yeah hey listen I need you to have drones fly over the Colorado constantly…. Yeah infrared, alert me if anything is amiss ok. M'bye" he hangs up and walks back to Boone.

"What do we do if there's an aerial attack?" Boone asks getting some Whiskey poured.

"Hopefully the Drones'll spot them before they get too much damage and we can scramble the Verts, have at least two teams of two in the air at all times one taking off and refueling at the bottom of the hour and the other fueling at 15s always have two in the air." Agvir sits down and lights a smoke.

"And what about Armoured attack?" Boone asked

"Have Rocket Launchers set up with the Mgs hit em from above, also set up snipers along with those nests maybe we can take out a gunner or two." Agvir says quickly, the door opens and a scrawny looking Messenger in a tan Mojave uniform walks in. "What is it?"

"S-sir, we've received an intelligence report from the Boomers and a small 'colony' of The Brotherhood of Steel in Phoenix, a massive aerial Armada has been assembled at Ft. Luke. The Brotherhood has sent these in." He lays down several pictures of hundreds of planes being maintained on the ground and Bombs being loaded onto the aforementioned bombers. "The Intel suggests that they plan to make a massive strike against us, likely taking out our biggest cities and Bases. It's obvious that they'd hit New Vegas and McCarran and it looks like they're going to head for Nellis but that probably won' t end well." He chuckles as Jonathan falls into a chair.

"How long?" he asks quietly

"We're looking at a late November, Early December attack. The current Date is November 15, 2283." The messenger says as Agvir holds his forehead.

"Alright, alright we can survive this. Send out a message to the RNV stating that there may a Radiation Contaminate in New Vegas have the citizens Evac'd to the outlying cities Jamestown, Nipton Goodsprings, try to get as many out as you can, take the long 15. Send a message to the NCR tell them if they have troops and Anti-Air to get them here now. I want any troops to get into McCarran and Vegas as possible have the Followers prepped up with State-of-the-Art Medical supplies and I want all of the buildings to be outfitted with .50cals, Miniguns, Rocket Launchers you name it. Be careful though we can't let one bomb hit the roof and loose an entire defensive platform. Black Mountain had Radar in the past correct?" Boone nods. "Get it up and running again I want the skies Monitored day and night and get some AA up at Black Mountain. Revolutionize the early warning system, get those Rangers set up and get radio stations set so they can report in, I also need Mobile Mgs on the ground around Vegas make sure they know how to hit a fast flying object. Go people we need to be in overdrive here!" the president slightly panicked voice booms through the hall. "Set up a Minefield between here and Boulder City leave the Road untouched hopefully we can bottleneck them in." Boone goes to the Phone and calls Julie Farkas. "Hi Julie can you come up Jon needs some sleep stuff… alright I'll see you shortly bye." Boone helps Agvir up and the two walk to his room. "Jesus H., Boone we're in for it now." Agvir says shuffling like an old man.

"Aw, c'mon Jon we've gotten through worse, though the planes and bombs are a nice touch." Boone laughs Agvir snorts as Julie comes up to the pair of them. "Hey Julie, he's kinda in shock, just give him something to sleep." Boone gets out from underneath Jon's arm.

"I'll take care of him." Julie says as Boone opens the door to Jon's cold room Julie and sits him down on the bed. She then crosses to his sink and pours a glass of water and sets it on his nightstand Jon strips to his underwear and climbs into bed. Julie takes off Agvir's glasses and sets them in their designated drawer. She pulls Jon Agvir into a sitting position and drops a single pill into the water which starts to fizz up. "Down the hatch Jon." The young doctor says as Agvir gulps down the drink. Jon slumps down into his bed Julie tucks him in and starts for the door.

"Please don't go…" Jon says groggily "you can stay here tonight, we can be intimate…" Julie raises her eyebrows. "I meant cuddling, what did you think i—oh" Agvir grins devilish grin of a fat nerd who's kicking ass at D&D. (AKA my DM)"Well if that's what you want." He says cheekily

"No that's not what's happening, I will stay the night here but no more." Julie remarked quite snappily. She climbs into bed with her underwear on and her lab coat acting as a robe. Jon throws his arm over Julie and snuggles in deep, she smelled like the Mojave's fresh peppermint and the incense commonly used in the Freeside market that had cropped up in the past week or two, merchants traveling throughout the Mojave had heard about the walls coming down around Freeside and New Vegas figured that they could peddle their merchandise as people go through the streets, although harassment is strictly forbidden by both parties crime has seen a sizable reduction recently and Julie working in Freeside all week had gotten that smell on her and Jon loved it. They stayed that way all night in Jon Agvir's Presidential suite (PUN intended) lying together, calm and at peace. Jonathan Agvir slept soundly that night for the first time since the Battle of Hoover Dam. His muscles relaxed his joints stopped aching and he had no nightmares only a vision of the lucky 38 crumbling to the ground was the only ailment to him.

Clear! Nice take guys so I found myself in the awkward position of writing the 'romantic' scene in class today…. That was fun, everyone looking over your shoulder. Anyway I had to do some serious research for this Chapter, locations and planes and stuff that's way this round took me easily three weeks to do that and the Holidays, anyway I took a considerable amount of effort in the writing of this particular chapter SO I would greatly appreciate it if those of you reading this would drop me a reply or a review as long as you want or as short as you want , you see as long as I can get a review I can read it be It in English (Preferred) or Dutch, German Japanese, send me a review and I can read it… it'll take some time but hell who cares. Eddietoc- the first review I got from you was super-duper long and I loved it another one would be amazing.. Fallout2012 – continue being the awesome that you are.

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