*Aest returns to Smith*
Aest: Sir, were there ever reports about Talon Company?

Smith saw Lt. Gursky rushing over to him, "I have no idea, the three vertibirds just came over the mountain ridge, the pilot was injured of that vertibird". Smith saw Pvt. Aest rushing towards him as well asking a question, "No Talon Company force's are even around here, the rebels and BOS dont do buisness with Talon Company... Quit bugging me, I need to find out whats going on, go with Lt. Gursky, do what he say's", smith ran off, towards the radio tent.

The two radio men where sitting there trying to get the radio to work, "Any news from the Colonel Shurwood, or the rest of the platoon?", the two radio men looked at each other for a moment before they returned their attension to smith, "No sure, we've lost radio contact with the rest of the platoon... But there was a last transmission two hour's ago, its was filled with static...", smith looked at the men with a sturn look on his face, "What did the transmission say?", the man grabbed some paper from the table, "Here, we wrote the transmission down for you and Captain Malik", smith grabbed the paper and looked down in fear and shock.

-Transmission-

The Rebels are... we need to move... The Colonel is dead, get out whi... BOS moving from...

Smith rushed out the tent, rushing back over to malik, "Malik, read this. Its a transmission from the colonel or someone?", smith handed the paper to malik...

Max was the only soldier not stuck in looting the birds of all their equipment before it was incinerated and of no use...

He was watching the horrizon with his scoped rifle, yet he could not help notice Captain Smiths movements. He saw the Captain run out of the radio tower and run towards Captain Cyris office. Captain Smith never ran unless someone was shooting at him or he was charging someone...
Either Captain Cyris was sleeping with Captain Smiths women back home, or the [censored] had really hit the fan...

"Hey Rube! I think our wish is gonna come true mate..." Max waved at Rube who was scanning the base looking who was shouting at him.
"Captain Smith just ran accross the base to Captain Cyris office, I think something about these VertiBirds is really ****ed up..."

Suddenly reallising that one of the VertiBirds was getting awfully close to blowing up Max sprinted down to the far side of the barricade wall and began to scan the horrizon again...

Kyle met up with Max and Rube as they were searching the birds.

He went and set up behind the barricade wall, he had grabbed an AK from the base supply yard and began to ready himself......

Aest: Yes Commander.
*Aest Awaits orders*

Smith had just dropped off the transmission from the attack team. The Captain wasn't entirely sure what to make of it, but with the forces in the bas as low as they were, no one would survive another attack. With a sigh Malik leaned back and stared at the far wall.

What to do, what to do...

About an hour went by for the Captain. As support crews ran about cleaning up the mess of the crashed Vertibird, and resupplying the other two still capable birds. Around this time a lone soldier entered Cyris' office in the back of the soldier barracks.

"Sir, you should see this." The soldier stepped forward holding a small screen. It was a staticy view of an eyebot on patrol. A large group of BoS soldiers could be seen moving down the pathways through the city. A few rebels were scattered throughout the group, most carrying simple objects for weapons.

"How far out is this image taken from corporal??" Captain Cyris asked.

"2 hours out sir, what should we do?" The eyebot tech replied.

"We'll figure it out, standby for orders..."

Malik thought for a second, then nodded his head. His deciscion was made. Gearing up into his Tesla armor, Malik then proceeded to the P.A system.

-whining sound- "All Enclave soldiers, This is Captain Malik Cyris speaking. I have taken command under these circumstances. We will begin evacuation of Hill Site 56 via the 2 operational Vertibirds. All troops on rear guard and support personel will begin evactuation. All troops in the 5th Rockies Division will hold our front lines while evacuation commences. Enemy troops have begun massing in the city below. They will strike in about 2 to 3 hours time. Begin loading of the Vertibirds with personel and supplies. Any supplies unable to be loaded will be destroyed. In the event that Vertibird 3 is repaired it will also support in the evacuation.That is all.." -click-

ooc- no one in this RP will load up on a Vertibird until notified, say what you are doing prior to the attack..

Captain Smith listened to Malik as he talked over the PA System... S***, just our luck... Well better check on the squad, and make sure their ready!

Smith walked over to the barricades where his squad was postioned, watching the road. "Well boys, looks like we're hanging around here for a bit, so grab some extra ammo then return here, and stay here until I tell you too. Dont worry, we'll get out of here soon?", smith said looking at his squad as they rushed to the supply tent to grab ammuntion.

Smith looked out to the wasteland, the day was kind off young, and already bad news had struck the base, Can't win them all I guess?, smith checked his plasma rifle once more, and rushed over to malik who had finished gearing up in his own Tesla Armor. "Malik we've been fighting together for sometime, and you know this isnt something I'd say, unless I figured we would'nt be making it back. But incase we dont make it, which probably will happen, since we dont have any reinforcements...", smith thought for a moment, "Just make sure that you and your squad take as many of those Brotherhood Fanatic's and their Rebel dog's out. And making the rest wish they had never come to this place", smith placed his helmet on as President Eden's radio message broke the radio static.

*Static*
-Eden's Radio Broadcast-

My fellow americans. It saddens me to say that the main force's of Hill Site 56 have been reduced to nothing. A radio broadcast by the enemy from the sector, said that the Enclave trooper's entered the town, and were completely surrounded by Rebel's and Brotherhood Fanatic's. The trooper's had no where to retreat, their only road out of town was full of mines and other hidden exsplosive's, as well as rebels throwing grenades and firing heavy weapons at the trooper's, while the Brotherhood moved in behind and slaughtered the rest.

I've been told, that the remainder of the Hill Site 56 forces, are making a valient last stand to defend the Hill. I think I can all say, for all of the enclave and enclave supporters. Our prayer's and hope's go out to you. This is John Henry Eden... Good Night and Good Luck.

*Static*

OCC: You can still post what your character is doing. I just wanted to get mine in, before we move the story along.

Earlier, before all the commotion, Rude had left to take a shower. He smelled like he had been in a war or something. Once he was clean, he dried off and slapped on his shirt, dogtags and standard issued "crotch covers", as he called them. He then made a quick trip to the armory to get some new armor, and toys to play with.

Once he was properly put together, he left the armory to the sight of Veribirds not looking up to ship-shape up in the air. He heard Max shout something to him about Captain Smith and Captain Cyris, so he knew something was about to go down. About time too, because Rude couldn't take another second of waiting for anything at all to happen.

Rude joined Max, and Kyle joined them shortly after. Rude's mind was on his family again, and on the Brotherhood of Steel. It seemed as if the Brotherhood thought they were the goodguys or something. He couldn't understand how, seeing as how they let their rookies use rocket launchers and allow them to kill innocents merely to pick a single target off the map. Not only that, but the rebels that joined them.

He hadn't even seen a single well armored or equipped rebel. It was like the BOS was using them as meat shields. It pissed him off, which was a good thing. It pumped him up for whatever battle was ahead of him.

Max stood between Kyle and Rube on the wall, he was already the shortest of the group and with them wearing power armour he was even shorter still... He stood as tall as he could and put his hand on either of thier shoulders,
"[censored] has hit the fan boys, anyone wanna help me set up some boobie traps?" Max pointed to the long strip infront of the door.
"Ima lay down a carpet of plasma mines infront of the door..."

Max continued talking to the two troopers.
"Then we can push a few of the supply crates into the door to block it shut...." It wasnt really that Max wanted to tell them all his ideas, he just liked talking to them took all of their minds of certain death...
"We should probably load all the Missle launchers we had with rockets then when anyone sees a "tight group" of BoS soldiers they can just pick one up and fire it without having to load it..."

"Anyway, im gonna go get all the plasma mines we have, we should pick what bunker is going to be our Alamo." Max paused talking for the 1st time since he mentioned "traps".
"Wait doesnt the reactor bunker lead down to an old mine or something? I heard rumours there was a vault down there but no one ever is allowed down there..."

"Smith... whatever happens, the Brotherhood of Steel will never want to come back here again. Of that you can be sure." Malik grinned and turned to see to the defenses.

Overhearing three of Captain Smith's soldiers talking about the impending battle, Captain Cyris stops. "That's a great idea Max! Kyle and Rude will get those Missle launchers set up every 20 feet along the upper barricade walls. If you see a group clustered together let one off and drop it. We'll need high rate of fire. Max get those plasma mines rigged up on the road, and make sure their well hidden. Use metal debris and dirt. As far as the old mines. There is a reason that no one is allowed down there. The radiation levels are rediculous. I once knew a guy with severe radiation sickness. You don't want that, so unless I command it you are not to even look at those sealed entrances, you got me?" Kyle and Rude simply shrugged at the Captain then saluted. Max gulped deeply at the threat of the radiation and nodded quietly. "Well get to work!, or I'll tie you to the outside of the barricades and use you as cover!!"

All three soldiers snapped to attention and let off "Yes Sir!" then each turned and ran to their respective duties..

Smith looked on as his squad ran to the supply tent, to grab some missle launchers. He saw that max was'nt wearing Power Armor, and quickly rushed over and pulled him aside. "Private, I know you want to be a true sniper, but today your a front line trooper. I want you to gear up into some Power Armor, thats an order, then you can help place the missle launchers!", max saluted the captain, and rushed off to grab some Power Armor.

Smith rushed over to the barracks, as the base began to get very busy with people rushing around and loading up the Vertibids. Smith opened a locker that he had hidden under his single bunk, Damn I almost forgot about you, smith thought as he opened the locker. Inside the locker was a old picture of his grandfather, that had raised him into the enclave forces. Smith looked at the picture a moment, then placed it into hisTelsa Armor, before rushing back out to check on the road...

Aest heared the P.A. And quickly rushed to the armory Oh great... More of those dogs.Well, I hope we can all last. Aest grabs all of the minigun-ammo and gets a laser rifle with ammo for it for good measure and goes to the spot Commander Smith told them to go. "Here we go, a couple hundred probably."
"Sure, we'll take 'em"
"You sure have a big ego, tell me what's your name?"
"Private Relith."
"Well Private Relith, I'm Corpral Aest Skystriker."
"Think that we'll last very long?"
"There's no chance in Hell that all of us will survive it. Don't worry, things could happen, maybe they'll get the last bird running so we all can leave."
He settled the mini-gun backpack on his back.
"I don't care, all I do is spray and pray."

When Lt. Gursky heard the orders over the PA system he walked casualy back to his bunk. When reaching there he took his power armour and put it on. He then grabbed all of the ammo he could find for his G3 and Plasma Pistol. He then sat on his bunk and took out a Fancy Lad snack cake and ate it.
He then said to himself "I was saving that for an important day, Oh well." He then heard some soldiers talking about traps and missle launchers. He liked that idea. Lt. Gursky then walked up to the wall ands stared at the city bellow.......

Max chuckled to himself...

Its wierd, when men discover there all gonna die...
All of a sudden they are all superheroes...
Telling me to wear power armour...
to set up missle launchers when im supposed to plant mines...

Max pulled the huge sack of mines over his shoulder, he waved to Rube and Kyle as he walked down the road out of the camp to plant mines...

Really though, in the last ten minuits ive seen Cpt Macho and Corp Macho.
Its oright, aslong as the common side effect of Macho'ness,
Which is saving other peoples ass before thier own is there...
I wont be too bothered, aslong as they stop asking me to piss up my orders...

Max had now planted 90 odd mines already

And to think im not even the damn explosives expert...
No the damn explosives expert got to go in the main assault,
He didnt have to get stuck in the [censored] pile when the BoS come matching in...
Although... That does mean... Hes probably... Dead...
So maybe I didnt get the tough deal...

Max had now mined all the way to the door and waved to the gate boy to open up for him...
"Open this door up before the Brotherhood redecorate it with my brains!" The door opened just enough for him to squeese through and then shut behind him...
"We gonna shove those supply crates against the door now?"

Max jumped down and walked into the armoury, Picking up his rifle from the mine cuboard where left it he then headed over to another gun cabinet and picked up two laser pistols and packed six Ecells and 48 MF cells in his pockets.

Two... just incase...
Always wanted to be a gun slinger...
Just for emergancies though.
Ahhh well back to my hiding hole...
But first I think ill check out this rally the Captains are holdings to raise our moral...

"Boo!!!" Max dived up infront of Rube and Kyle with both Laser Pistols drawn...
"So when is this moral rally gonna start, Im really in the mood to kill [censored]..."

Aest waited for orders on what to do next and then walked over to Private Relith.
"Relith, there aren't enough troops to win this war." Aest saw a suprised but happy look in his eyes.
"Well then, best be back to my-"
Aest turned and shot Relith in the head with his laser rifle. Then he patched into the squad com link.
"We need help! A soldier had a weapons malfunction!"

Smith was walking around the perimiter when he saw Corpral, but soon to be Private Skystriker shoot Private Relith in the head. Smith quickly rushed over to Skystriker from behind, and pushed him to the ground, standing above the private, smith started yelling, "DAMN IT SKYSTRIKER, YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH I JUST SAW YOU FIRE YOUR WEAPON INTO PRIVATE RELITH'S HEAD, YOU ARE NOW DEAMED UNDER MY AUTHORITY, UN-OPERATIONAL. TURN IN YOUR RIFLE AND GEAR, THEN ASSIST THE MAITENECE CREW WITH LOADING UP THE WORKING VERTIBIRDS... YOU ARE NO LONGER A CORPRAL, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME PRIVATE SKYSTRIKER!", smith pulled the shocked trooper off the ground, standing him up infront of him. Smith looked at skystriker with furry in his eye's, smith would'nt allow the private to get a word in, the only sounds from the privates mouth were random beginings of words, smith began to yell at the private once more, "THAT IS ONE LESS DEFENDER OF THIS HILL SITE, IF I SEE YOU WITH A WEAPON OF ANY KIND, I WILL HAVE YOU COURT MARTIALED... NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!", smith cleared his voice from all the yelling and motioned for two troopers to haul Private Reliths body away, "Go bury him with the others, double time", the two troopers knoded and hauled the life less body away.

Smith walked over to Malik, who was scanning the perimiter as well, "Malik, we've lost a trooper, Private Skystriker shot him in the head, I deamed him un-operational, he's been reassigned to work with the maitenance crew for the time being", smith walked off furrious without even letting malik get a word out, he just walked over to his squad, who was finishing up placing the missle launchers, "I want everyone of you to be prepared for the battle...", smith looked at them with a sturn face, "I want you all to follow my every order, dont go running off into a group or anything, we are either going to hold them off together, or we are all going to die together... Thats my moral speach, incase any of you thought any of the commanding officers had one. The men all saluted smith, as he walked away checking the perimiter once more...

Aest searched the body quickly and pulled out a holotag.
"Sir, I saw it in his eyes, belive me... or just look at the holotag, Malik, you belive me don't you?"

Rude did as he was commanded. He always did. He set up missile launchers just like Kyle was doing. He didn't like it one bit though. He half considered them a BOS weapon, due to what they represented to him. Every launcher he'd handle would shoot that damn image into his head about how his family met its demise.

He wasn't there when it happened. In the house, that is. He was staying out late playing with friends, which he wasn't supposed to be doing at the time. Lucky him. He was the lone survivor of his family. He got to watch as his home, and everyone in it was hit by a missile and blown to hell. Lucky him.

Rude readied the last of the launchers, whiping sweat from his forehead after he finished. Max came to Kyle and him with dual laser pistols drawn and in power armor saying something about wanting to kill. It startled the hell out of both of them, and it wasn't the smartest thing to do to two men standing by a rocket launcher ready for war, but they both liked Max, and could see his intent to lighten them up a bit.

"Be careful, you damn psychopath! You were about one second away from kissing one of our missiles!" said Rude, knowing he himself could have been one second away from kissing a laser beam. It was a good thing to happen, it reminded him about the reality of just how damn alert he should be. He's an Enclave soldier, and danger lurked around every corner, it could even lurk around his home. "Just ... just be careful, buddy." He grunted, trying to make up for yelling at his friend.

Not long after, Captain Smith appeared before the men, preparing them for the battle ahead. They saluted when he was finished, and he left. "He's not one to beat around the bush is he?" asked Rude. "I'm glad about that."

As the men returned to what they were doing, a fellow Enclaver came up to Rude, spouting some crap about a Private shooting a fellow soldier. "The hell? Is he a traitor? A BOS spy?" The last thing they needed were spies amongst them. "Go tell Max and Kyle. I got things to do." Rude wasn't known for spreading rumors, still, the idea of a spy amongst them bugged the hell out of him.

Upon scaning the city he heard a sound of a lazer rifle. He turned around to see a a dead private, Cpt. Yelling at a another Pvt., and a Pvt on the ground. He grabbed his G3 and pointed at the Pvt. on the ground. After seeing the comotion was over he sighed at the death of another defender. He then began to scan the city once more.

Malik turned to eye the now Private that was disarmed and forced to manual labor with the support crews.The Private attempted to plead with Captain Cyris, but was ignored for the moment.
"I know we are gonna have some problems but this isn't something we need.." Malik mumbled to himself as the first fully loaded Vertibird lifted off and headed out over the horizon. The second Vertibird was about half loaded, the only thing left was some personnel. The bird had already begun power up procedures sending dirt and dust flying all over the landing pad.The 3rd bird was a mess of parts, smoke, and torch lights as the techs scrambled to get it operational. The light of day had begun to dissapear as night fell. Captain Cyris turned his attention to the city again, catching a glimpse of fire light in the distance. It seemed that the enemy had camped in for the night, probably saving their strength for the combat to come. A private ran over to the Captains position at the wall carrying a hot Meal and a cup of water. "Thankyou son, what's your name?" The Captain asked, swishing the water around in his cup.
"Dan sir. Private Dan Patterson." The private was quiet for a minute as Malik turned his eyes back to the city. "Um sir... We're gonna be ok right? The Brotherhood can't beat the Enclave, that's what President Eden was saying. Nothing bad is gonna happen is it?" Malik turned his head and looked on the young man. He looked to be 17 still freckled and innocent. If only we could all be that way. "Yea it will be alright I suppose, won't it Private Patterson. Tell you what take this to that Vertibird over there." Captain Cyris scribbled something on a piece of paper from his bag at his feet and handed it to the Private. The Private saluted and ran off to the bird. Malik turned to watch young Dan Patterson as he ate. He handed the paper to the Sergeant on the pad. After some yelling from the Sergeant the Private turned his head to the Captain, then loaded up on the bird. Malik smiled a sad smile.
Atleast he will be spared the hell this place will become...
As the sun began it's final descent the second Vertibird began takeoff. Malik watched the bird takeoff then proceeded to his bunk. Stripping out of the top half of his armor, the Captain pulled out a strand of tube and tied it off just under the shoulder of his right arm. Pulling a syringe from his desk, pulled the cap off and tapped the needle. A small amount of green fluid squirted from the top. Cap in mouth, the Captain injected the fluid into his arm at the elbow. He let out a grunt as the fluid coursed through his veins. The Captain leaned his head back as the fluid flowed through his heart and brain.
Hope the Enclave Brass never runs out of this stuff...
Those scientists still can't get it to go away completely, only hold it back they said.

Hill Site 56 was a flurry of activity as defenses were prepared, and personel were evacuated. If the fires were any indication, the enemy wouldn't reach the gates until midday tomorrow. By then everyone should be gone.

Smith looked out to the wasteland realizing that the rebels and brotherhood, had made camp fires not far from the base, still out of any weapons the base had left, smith looked on. The next day would not be forgiving, this smith knew. He looked at one of the camps through his old binoculars, S***, tomorrow noon is going to get ugly, hopefully those mines will hold them off for a while, smith thought as he lowered his binoculars.

Smith stepped away from the perimiter wall as his squad continued to finish up the defence's. Smith walked into the Chow Hut, to grab something from the old refrigerator. The fridge was empty, but next to the fridge was a large box of left overs for the rest of the 5th Rockies Division. Smith sat down at the table placing his helmet aside and savoring the taste of the mirelurk cake. Smith knew that this would probably be his last meal as he finished the cake. This place has been good to me, smith though as he walked out, At least I'll die with a decent group of troopers, but still their... Smith could'nt finish and just walked into the barracks to get some sleep before his, and the 5th Rockies Divisions impending deaths...

Max saw the insane killing of a fellow trooper by the Corpral...
"Whoa, the [censored]???" Max pointed the rifle straight at his chest as the Captain jumped in...
"I hope hes strapped to the front of the ****ing base so his body can still be some use to the defence by blocking bullets..."

Max followed Captain Smith as we went to disarm and discharge him... Keeping the laser that could blow a hole right through him at this range trained on the prisoners back...
"Sir two questions... If I may." Max waited for the Captain to nod, which he did...
"Firstly, do you like the suit, he pointed to the enclave armour..." he had hooked up a camera onto the helmet so that it showed a video feed of what the sight showed... He also asked...
"The VirtiBird not being used, mind if I steal the SuperGat Laser and mount it on the wall?"...

On the Captains go ahead Max called another trooper to hold the SuperGat Laser as he cut it off the VertiBird with his cutting touch, then the engine and the battery...
The two then began work welding it to the wall on the Right of the gate, this worked well as Max's make shift sniper nest was on the left of the gate...
After about 2 hours of work Max kicked the engine into life, watched the battery power up and then let lose a small volley of fire into the distance...

Max stood behind the huge gun, looking at the base...
Through his life surviving in the wastelands he had learnt how to fortify a possition... Alot of his experience had gone into deffending the Hill Site.
Damn his soul if he allowed the enemy to show up without all the bases resouces being put into place...

The Mines...
Blocking the gate with storage containers...
The readied missile launchers...
The VertiBird SuperGat Laser...

OF course his make shift snipers nest...
Max turned to the good private who had been helping him with the SuperGat Laser...
"Dont worrie lad, where gonna live through this one..." The poor boy was probably only 19...
"Just follow the orders your given and keep your damn head down and weapon loaded..."

Max had so much advice to give the lad but, there was no time...
"Just follow your instincts lad... If I see owt on ya, Ill blow them away, my aims the best around here and the fact I use a Laser rifle means my shots go where I put them when I put them..." Max stuck out his hand to shake the kids...
"Good luck, get some sleep before the [censored] hits the fan, thanks for the help with the gun..."

So trusting...
Probably never even seen a pair of round, firm, soft, bouncy ... ... ..
Hmmmm, Its been too long...

Aest Took the holotag and hung it around commander Smith's tent pole. Then he turned in his gear and went with the maintaince group.
OCC: I won't be back until thursday or Friday, unless events change see you guys then.

ooc- for note please don't make judgements using the rp moderator's characters without asking them please. Seeing as the bird isnt completely defunct and may be used to fly out, I don't think we want that weapon off the bird...

Malik aproached Max as he was beginning to work on removing the weapon from the downed Vertibird.

"What in the hell do you think you're doing son!?!"Are you rated to perform Maintanance on the Enclave Vertibird soldier??? " As long as things go to plan, that bird should be operational by tomorrow, and I personally don't want to fly around in a bird without any weaponry!" Malik berated the soldier. "Secure that weapon and get to bunk! We are gonna have a long day tomorrow!"

Captain Cyris turned away from the downed Vertibird.He squinted in the dark at the Defensive lines along the front of the base.
Now what in the he*l did I come out here for anyway... Turning around in his spot, the Captain spyed the medical tent. Oh yea, that's right.
The Captain walked into the med tent and handed a paper over to the medical personel there. She was a young girl, pretty even if he had the time for it. The nurse handed the Captain a small steel briefcase and handed the paper back. Captain Cyris signed the bottom of the paper and left it on the desk. He then returned to bunk, to get acouple hours rest before the massacre began.

-ooc- next bit of posting from me and strangelove should be story related I think, so if you want to do anything before your squad gets into bunk do so now, otherwise you will be considered as sleeping come next bit of posting.

"Awww [censored]..."

Max setup for a long night of replacing the VertiBird; SuperGat Laser, Battery and Engine...

Heh atleast my bits arnt in pieces and I just have to slot things back in place...
Gonna be a fun night, least if the attack comes early I wont die lying in my bed thinking of home...
Plus I suppose its some experience under the belt and I can keep an eye on the psycho Corp who just got demoted to maintenance....


Pulling out his cutting tools he began cutting the gun off of the wall and grabbing a cargo cart he loaded it up and carted it to the Landing bay...
There he pulled out his welding tools and began to reconnect fuel lines and electric wires to the battery and engine, then he would weld the Gun back on and finally weld the hull armour of the VertiBird back onto its belly asthough his work had never been done...
Except for the 5 hours sleep lost that was...

He would work the majority of the night next to the maintenance crew who pretty much where trying to rebuild Jet engines and helicopter blades from bits of scrap [censored] around the base,
they really where real techies and did not get the achnowledgement they deserved from the Enclave soldiers....