ALPHA PLATOON

New Fan fic by Gelron.


Initiate Wright jerked up from his sleep as the rusty bus slid to a halt, he looked outside the window and saw a huge fortress like building sitting upon a hill, like a monument for all to see. He stood up and followed the twenty other initiates off of the bus and walked up the hill to the fortress, looking around at the Knights patrolling the nearby area, their Power Armour shining brightly under the bright sun.
"Platoon! Atten-SHUN!!"
The platoon all dropped their gear and faced the platoon sargeant, "This ladies, is the Capital Wasteland! I'm sure you'll enjoy seeing the sights during your stay in our capital. You will learn discipline, you will learn respect, and most of all....You'll learn the secrets of the Brotherhood of Steel. On the command of Fall out, Fall out and enter the Citedel, your new home. FALL OUT!"
The initiates picked up their belongings and moved inside the fortress known as the Citedel. Once inside they were greeted by the smell of sweat, blood, and gun powder, so much for a safe place. The initiates all moved inside and found themselves inside the armoury, the Platoon Sgt did an about face and called the platoon to attention, "All right, get out of that [censored] and into this recon armour," The platoon sgt pointed to a pile of ugly looking armour, "You'll report to the court in two hours....And get those haircuts! Fall out!"
Wright moved over to the recon armour and slipped off his metal armour for the lightweight recon armour. It was comfortable, but smelled horrible, Wright approached an initiate trying to pull the 'helmet' from his head, "[censored] this..." He said, Wright pulled a small nob on the recon helmet and it slid off, "Thanks, names Harold." Harold held out his hand, they shook hands, "Names Gerard Wright." They walked out of the armoury and to the lab, several seeted chairs with Mr.Handys' were cutting hair, "They're making machines do this?" Wright exclaimed, obviously showing that he hates machinery. He reluctantly sat down and within a few minutes, all of his long brown hair was gone, "Great...."

Three Hours Later

Wrights' head was pouring with sweat as he reached his 250th pushup, he looked around and saw several were about to pass out.
"Halt! Position of attention...MOVE! At ease."
The platoon was relieved that they could move at last, they had done nothing but PT for over an hour, Wright glanced behind him and saw two initiates talking, "Shut the [censored] up!" Wright whispered, but it was too late, the Drill sgt had already heard them.
"Why the [censored] are you two jerk offs talking!? Fall the [censored] out and get over here!"
The two initiates fell out and moved to attention in front of the dril sgt, "Run your asses around the [censored] citedel! 50 laps!" The initiates groaned, "I said move!"
The Drill Sgt faced the platoon and smiled, they all knew something [censored] was about to happen, the Drill sgt finally spoke, "How you ladies feel about running the obstacle course!? Anything but perfect behavior and you'll find yourselves [censored] the ground! Forward....MARCH! Double time!"

After a while of platoon runs outside the citedel walls, Wright found himself looking at the citedel courtyard again, except this time, multiple obstacles were set up. They obeyed the commands and moved to the nearest obstacle, the Drill Sgt stopped in front of the tired platoon, "Ok people! First is simple, 25 pull ups! Single line formation...Two initiates at a time! Move!"

After a good 15 minutes, Harold and Wright found themselves at the bars, the drill sgt reset the prewar watch and yelled, "GO!" Wright jumped up and began his pullups as fast as possible, he jumped down and looked back.....Harold hadn't done one pull up, the Drill Sgt was pissed, "Are you [censored]tin me [censored] face?! You can't do one [censored] pull up!? Get out of my face! Get the [censored] out of my face!"
Wright grinned as Harold came limping to his side.

After the humiliating pull ups, the platoon found themselves looking at a tall tower, ropes and nets hung from the top.
"Move! Move! Move!" The Drill Sgt yelled.
The platoon moved up the tower like ants...Except for the unfit Harold. The drill sgt kept yelling up at him, insulting him.....Which resulted in Harold falling and landing face first in a pit of mud.

Wright finally reached the top and could see just above the citedel wall, it was then Wright heard a deafening bang, the initiate beside him, dead.....
"Mutants!" The Knights on the wall ducked as a mini nuke blasted away one of the turrets.
"[censored] this [censored]! Get your asses down here!" The Drill Sgt yelled, opening several crates full of Laser Rifles, "Get a weapon and man a position!"
Wright picked up his Laser and switched it on, feeling it warm up. He followed a squad from his platoon to the nearest wall and looked out upon the wastes....A good 50 Super Mutants were rushing the Citedel, the Knights outside the walls, royally screwed.
"Fire!"
On the command all Brothers fired into the horde, as one fell, another two took its' place. Wright noticed some had heavy artillary, Fatman nuke launchers, missile launchers, Gattling Laser, and miniguns; Wright fired off a few shots and killed one of the Fatman wielding frankenstiens and reloaded his weapon, quickly slamming a new battery in and firing a quick five round burst into the rushing horde, it was then he heard someone yell, "BEHEMOTH!" Wright looked around and saw a large beast slamming all out of the way with a giant lamp post, he hadn't seen anything like it out West, it didn't seem to care about what it hit, but when Wright and the other brothers saw a large bomb flying from its' hand, they jumped from the wall.
With a blinding white light, the wall had exploded at the centre, Super Mutants crawled in, firing at the fleeing Brothers.