Thanks you too. See all? Voting has serve impacts on the story. If they would have done Marsh, they would have stopped the Brotherhood from attacking. My site has two polls up, one on the front page and another on the forums. You should all vote, because it will also have a large impact on the new few chapters. (Though I cannot disclose what!) ^_^

ahh man Liberty Prime!!! they are screwed if you ask me. keep it up awesome story gutsy

You all voted, and now your results effect the story. Lets just say, the least voted one of the team isn't going to enjoy the following chapter.

Chapter 16
Forward Outpost AR-04
December 23rd, 2277
1913 Hours

Laser fire ripped through the air, and lit the briefing room on fire. Two soldiers stormed past Adams, and charged towards the battlefield. The Brotherhood sure as hell were back with a bang. But how did they get Liberty Prime?

“Sarge, I thought he was dead!” yelled out White.

Adams stared at Liberty Prime, at least, what he believed to be Liberty Prime. It was similar, but smaller. They probably had to give up some resources for strength and size, but it had its firepower back. Simpson and Jackson ran towards the armory, while Griffin and White picked up two nearby dropped Plasma Rifles and began to fire. They did not have their armor on, and were in a dangerous position.

Swearing, Adams told them to get back. While he never enjoyed the idea of retreating, Liberty Prime was a different thing. The only way they could even take out that hunk of tin was by an orbital nuke strike. It would be like pushing your finger into a shredder trying to “fight against it.” They did not have that kind of weaponry here.

A nearby mini-nuke was thrown and destroyed the neighboring tower. A loud, shrieking noise of metal screamed in the air as it slow lost support, and began to fall down. The soldier in the tower was able to jump out in time, and crashed straight into the ground. He turned around, and screamed as Liberty Prime’s foot slammed down straight on top of him.

“ENGAGING RED CHINESE AGGRESSORS.” Liberty Prime shot a few lasers towards a nearby group of troops. They were able to dodge the beams and continued to run.

Adams turned to his team. “Retreat! Get your asses out of here!” he barked.

They all began to turn and run. A nearby soldier was running and turned to see Adams and his team retreating. They weren’t going to make it without a distraction.

“Sergeant, get out of here!” the soldier yelled out. Adams looked as the soldier pulled out a Missile Launcher, fired a loud rocket towards Liberty Prime and caught his attention.

“Come on you big dumb [censored], Prime! Let’s dance!”

“CHINESE INFANTRY SPOTTED.”

“Up yours, too!”

The soldier ran towards Prime, dodging the beams, and slid underneath Prime, and fired the rocket straight up into Primes under section. When the explosion cleared, he was still fine. The soldier cursed, and got up to run.

“Crazy ass.” Whispered Griffin. Adams ignored her, and continued to run.

“Sarge, over here!” cried out White. Adams and Griffin turned towards his direction, almost tripping from the sudden change of direction. When he reached White, White pointed towards the building nearby. Adam knew what this building was.

He stared at it, it was Plan B. “No.” he stated.

“Sarge, we have no other choice!”

Griffin nodded and agreed with White. “I agree, Sergeant.”

He grunted, and sighed. Reluctantly agreeing. Plan B was their Fail-Safe plan. If The Pitt was too infected, and overrun, they would have to level it. With a nuclear device. That one soldier that saved their rear ran by them.

“Hey!” barked Adams. The soldier stopped, and stared. “Get over here.” He commanded.

Moving towards Adams, the soldier took off the helmet. A beautiful face emerged, gorgeous brown eyes and lovely dark hair. “Yes, Sergeant?” she asked.

Simpson eyed at her for a second, made a quick “Hmph” noise, and looked away.

“Your with Echo squad now. Follow us.” Ordered Adams.

She agreed, and they moved towards the building. The nuclear device that could level an entire city if triggered. Adams moved closely to it. “We’d need a Vertibird to get us out of the blast radius.”

Adams sighed, and radioed the surrounding area. “Echo Squad to all survivors of the assault. We’re arming Plan B, get your asses out of here. Any Vertibirds are to land fifty yards to the west of the base for extraction. Get moving.” Radio pvssyr sparked, and people were going crazy. No one liked the idea of being left behind in a nuclear blast radius.

“This is Vertibird Hope, we’re back and ready for you, Echo.”

Adams acknowledged, and moved over to the device. He began to activate and arm it. It sizzled, made some odd sounds, and was armed. Looking around for the remote, he couldn’t find it.

“Sarge… it’s manual only…” whispered Griffin.

Silently, Adams cursed. “There has to be a remote!” he barked.

Griffin shook her head. “Remember, Sarge, they said the remote wasn’t created yet…”

Adams sat down, the sounds of the outside battle clouding his mind. He didn’t want to leave anyone behind. He should be the one. “I’ll do it.” He answered.

White laughed. “Sarge, no. I’ll do it.”

Adams stared at the man. “No.” he stated. White moved towards the device, and began to work with the controls.

“It’s alright, Sarge! Just get out of here, you got two minutes.”

Adams shouted at him, but Griffin and Simpson held him back. “Come on, Sergeant, we need to go.” Whispered Simpson.

Jackson and the new member stared at White, and moved slowly towards Adam.

“No, damnit, let me go! White, get back here!” he shouted in rage, trying to push them off. They held him back, and continued him towards the landing zone. Hope was there waiting with a few other Vertibirds being loaded up with troops.

Hopes door popped open with a loud hiss, and Adams was pushed onboard. The rest of the squad loaded up and held him back while the door closed and Hope began its engines.

“No! We have a man back there! Turn around!” he shouted, banging against the door.

The other Vertibirds took off with the surviving troopers and flew behind Hope.

Adam watched in shock and awe as the next thing he saw a blinding flash of light, and then an engulfing mushroom cloud that completely wiped away Forward Outpost AR-04, The Pitt, and the steelyard.

The Vertibirds were able to out fly the blast and managed to avoid the nuclear explosion.

Adams stood there, silently. His mouth open, and his eyes gazed on the mushroom cloud. “No…” he whispered softly to himself.

Well done! That was a nice way to take someone out. He wasn't so important that it would negatively impact the story, but he was just important enough for a reaction from the reader. I liked it. Oh yeah, R.I.P. White.

I'm still kinda wondering what Jackson's mental state is... He seems to have calmed down quite a bit. Let's just hope he doesn't snap and do something...

...regretful. :ninja:

Thanks. You all voted for White the least, so he was the chosen one to go. I put that on Chapter 16's blog on the site if anyone is interested in reading the notes for the chapter.



Shhh... :shifty:

Totally did not see that coming, good chapter, I wasn't really that found of White anyway. Can't wait till you make more.

ah man this was good that one girl who had the launcher reminded me of the spartens from Halo

Never crossed my mind until you said it, but I see what you mean.

Yeah it's like what you would read in one of the Halo novels. Except in this case Prim would be dead

Ah sorry about that. I didn't know her intro would give that impression, I just wanted her as a replacement squad member that can get things done like Jackson, though a lot more open like Griffin.

...First fan-fic I read, best one I'll read thus far.

You do some quality work Mr.Gutsy, I applaud you. :clap:

Also R.I.P White, and Mini-Prime.

i just read this at 1 in the morning and i am completely hooked with this series,
there is a new mod coming out called the eagle has landed, its a massive mod where the main quest is enclave based. you should talk to them there, god knows you have the American imagination

its me again, just saying good job with the latest chapter. excellent again

Just thought I'd say that I enjoyed reading your Fanfic and that I like your most recent chapter, shame about White. Keep going dude.

more please!

Chapter 17 is up! Enjoy! Feel free to join up at my site in my signature if you'll like to vote on how the story goes, read notes and such of how I made the chapters and story, or just post on the forum suggestions, complaints, or anything along the line as that. Have a great day!

Chapter 17
Vertibird Hope
December 23rd, 2277
1934 Hours

The ride back was a dreadful one, as Adam refused to speak. Even if White was not his favorite, all of his troops were his family. He hasn’t had a loss in the family since Clancy, and that too wasn’t far away. It seems he could never get a break. In less than one month he has suffered many casualties for his squad.

He did not even bother to ask the new rook her name. Though Griffin couldn’t pass up a chance to. “So, what’s your name, show-off?” she teased. Trying to ease the tension of the loss of another squad mate. While White was not with them for long, it hurt like hell to the morale.

The rookie laughed and smiled at Griffin. “Private Forge, but you can call me ‘show-off’ if you really desire.” Her soft white skin was beautiful in the light in the Vertibird. Griffin softly chuckled, and looked at Simpson. She knew this annoyed her.

Simpson rolled her eyes and looked away, annoyed that a new, beautiful female was added to the squad. For obvious reasons, she would have preferred if White was still alive. She moved over to Adams and put her hand on his shoulder, asking if he was alright. Adams didn’t respond, simply watched as the endless waves of sand move beneath the Vertibird.

“Vertibird Hope to Outpost Eden, we’re enroute with survivors of Outpost AR-04. Requesting permission to land, over.” The pilot nodded at the co-pilot as they flicked a few switches.

A loud, static voice boomed back. “Outpost Eden to Vertibird Hope, clearance granted. Landing pad C1 is awaiting you. Winds are negligible. Safe landing, over.”

The pilot smiled and replied his thanks. They slowly began to hover down towards the landing platform, while Forge looked at Jackson with curiosity. Adams sighed, and began to stand up when Hope landed with a loud thud, and the hatch popped open.

Adams slowly walked out in his tan uniform, while Lieutenant Pebbles was waiting for him. Pebbles stood there with his tan officer uniform in the dark. His face visibly annoyed and angry. Pebbles spit on the ground and walked over to the landing pad.

“Sergeant, what the hell were you thinking?” barked Pebbles sharply. Adams ignored him and moved forward. Pebbles quickly got into Adams face.
“I asked you a question, Sergeant, don’t make me ask again.” He growled. Adams stared into Pebbles eyes, and moved forward, bumping shoulders with Pebbles.

Pebbles stared at Adams, and softly whispered, “You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Phil Adams…”

Adams continued to move through the halls, bumping shoulders with anyone in his way. Simpson ran over to him. “Sergeant, hey, slow down!” she called out. Adams ignored her, and moved off towards Whites room. He went over to the door, which was locked. Staring at the lock, he became enraged and kicked the door down. Two nearby soldiers stopped and stared at this, when Simpson gave them both cold looks, they quickly went back to their jobs.

“God DAMNIT!” shouted Adam, he threw a punch at the wall and dented it, causing his hand to bleed. Simpson moved towards Adams, and grabbed his hand. She held it softly in her gentle and soft hands. The feeling of a woman’s touch helped sooth Adam’s feelings.

“Sarge, he did it for us. We can’t let his sacrifice go to vain.” She whispered softly to him.

Adams looked at Simpson for a moment. Something… weird, was going on here. He was angry, but looking at Simpson while she held his hand made his heart pound faster and harder. He looked softly into her eyes. She slowly moved closer to him.

“I’m here for you…” she said softly and her body was close to his. He slowly put his hand on her backside, and pulled her a little bit closer.

Before they could get any farther, two nearby troopers in Power Armor marched in; Simpson quickly jumped back and stared at them. Lieutenant Pebbles pushed his way past them.

“Staff Sergeant Phil Adams, you’re under arrest for detonating a nuclear device without authorization in a civilian and friendly zone.” Pebbles nodded to the troopers. They raised their Laser rifles, and aimed at Adams.

“What the hell is this?” barked Simpson. One trooper grabbed her and lured her out of the roof, and pushed her away, then returned to the room.

“Turn around, and put your hands behind your back.” Ordered one of the troopers. Adams glared at Pebbles with fire in his eyes. The other trooper came over and grabbed Adams by the shoulder and forced him to turn around.

They put cuffs on him, and pushed him forward. The second trooper put his Laser Rifle against Adams back side to enforce the point that he’ll have to follow them, or risk being shot. Simpson stood there and watched dumbstruck.

“Don’t worry, Sarge. I’ll get the others.”

Pebbles growled at her. “Private, go back to your quarters.”

She strolled off and gave Pebbles the finger. He ignored her and continued to lead them to a detention cell. Many soldiers stood up and watched as a hero of their kind was being cuffed and lead away. Some stared, confused, while others quickly looked away and shook their head.

Whispers throughout the hall could be heard. Two soldiers quickly turned their backs to the wall to make room while watching Adams being led by gunpoint.

They made their way to a detention cell, and forced Adams into it. Pebbles looked down at Adams with disgust. “You’re in one hell of a mess, Sergeant.” He said Sergeant with extra force, signaling that the rank of Staff Sergeant may no longer be Adams.

John Henry Eden cut in. “Sergeant, I’m very disappointed in you. Using of such weapons in this day and age, with how traumatized the world is costly. Many civilians now fear us thinking we’re just here to level their cities, while many soldiers were left behind in the city and could not escape the blast. The deaths of over fifty confirmed soldier’s is on your hands.”

Adams looked down, and softly mumbled to himself.

“As of this hour, you’re off the assault force, no longer Echo Squads leader, and detained until further notice by me or President Eden.”

Sighing, Pebbles looked down at Adams. “You did a very stupid move, Sergeant. Costing over fifty lives of soldiers, countless civilians, and even one of your own squad members. I bet he’s spitting down at a piece of crap commander you are from heaven.”

This enraged Adams, he quickly stood up and charged at Pebbles. A nearby soldier stepped in the way and slammed his fist in Adams face, dislocating his jaw and multiple teeth from the sheer impact. Adam fell to the floor. Pebbles frowned, shook his head, and left.

Adams began to yell out in pain, his jaw hurt like hell. The soldiers tossed a few stimpacks towards him, and walked out of the cell, locking the door.

He rolled over on his back, yelling out in pain, reaching for the stimpacks. Today possibly couldn’t get any worse, though Adams.

very good, it really takes a break from the action-y side of the story, although i prefer the action-y side

might i suggest a new path for the story, recapturing a space station or a moon base, thousands of robots, secret american scientific ideas. my favorite

Hm, interesting idea. You should put that down in the forums on my site of all the ideas you have. I'm interested in the space thing, though I'd have to see how everyone else feels about that and such.

I have read up to your brief encounter with the LW,I think you could have expanded him a bit more but I am enjoying these non the less.

sweeeeet. that was good cant wait for the next one. something tells me that Echo might break Adams out :hubbahubba:

I had heard a lot of hype about this fan fic and decided to read for myself. I do have to congratulate you on a job well done. Aside from a couple minor (so minor, there's not much point in pointing them out.) mistakes, it's a well written fan fic. I do however have one query regarding this last chapter. I was unaware that the Enclave cared for civilians. The fact that your character was arrested for killing civilians puzzles me. Yes I know he wasn't just arrested for killing them but I'm just wondering why they care.

Don't get me wrong it's a great fan fic and I hope you keep up the good work. ^_^

They don't, but they do care about how the wasteland views them. That's why they have broadcasts about rebuilding America, putting up propaganda, etc. They don't care about civilians in general, but when large quantities are killed by the Enclave and the word gets out, they prefer to pretend it's a disaster or such, to keep people believing that they care about them and etc. If no one survived and told the story that the Enclave kind of blew up a whole city full of slaves and what not, they wouldn't care as much. It's about publicity, haha.

I'm glad you're enjoying it, and I hope it wasn't over hyped (Huh, something I made has hype about it. I feel warm and fuzzy inside ^_^ ).

Ah, I see, that makes sense. Thanks for explaining it and although many, many things are over hyped these days, this fan fic is not one of them. Good job :thumbsup:

good job gusty. enjoyed every chapter so far.