James awoke to the sound of bullets thudding into he ground around him. He couldn't be dead, but he couldn't lift his head. Slowly and painfully, he opened his eyes. As soon as he did so, a gout of blood spurted into his face. He watched as raiders fell down around him. Gathering his strength, he pulled himself up. James' head felt terrible. He stumbled over to Ed and Andy, grabbing their arms, and leaned back. Slowly but surely, the two men were dragged across the rough ground. Suddenly, the bullets stopped coming. James hoped that it meant there were no more Raiders.

John saw James dragging Ed and Andy to safety. Shortly afterwards the last of the Raiders fell. John said, "Looks like that was that was the last of them. Either that, or they left to regroup and attack us later."

James dragged Ed and Andy round to the back. Making sure Rice had them, he lurched back to the cab. Pulling himself in, the Paladin started the ignition code. M was all he could manage. He slumped forward, smacking his head on the windscreen. He was in fact wounded worse than he thought. He had a fractured skull, and he had a badly damaged ribcage. The loss of blood inside his armour, and the exertion he inflicted upon himself had accumulated, and he was out cold. Or worse. His last sensory intake was the sound of the horn as he leaned on it.

OOC- Guys, I'm capping this topic at 300 posts so I can introduce a new story point, but we need to get a few more longer posts if its possible. We still have a way to go. BTW, I need rescuing (as usual).

John heard the blare of the truck's horn. He looked inside the driver's compartment and found James unconsious and bleeding. John yelled, "Everybody we have a problem!" He thentook off James helmet and saw that he was gravely injured. John said, "Does anybody here have any real medical skills or Stimpacks?" He then started trying to remove James's Power Armor.

I awoke, I felt the trickle of liquid pouring down the back of my head, I instinctively flinched and got up, a man was sitting next to me, Ed was across from me and the car horn was blaring. I didn't even look at the person across from me, I just got up and ran towards the front of the car, John was trying to remove James' power armor, he said, "Does anybody have real medical skills or stimpacks?" I quickly started and made the step towards him.

I walked to James and I helped John rip of his power armor, I quickly put my hand into one of my many compartments over my armor, I pulled out a couple of stimpacks, I injected them straight into James' bloodstream. I didn't think of my own injury though, I still felt the trickling of liquid running down my neck, from my head. I felt woozy, I suddenly fell to the ground, a sea of brown filled my vision, then I saw everything go black.

John saw Andy come over and help him remove James' armor. Andy then pulled out some Stimpacks and injected them into James' armor. Shortly afterwards, however, he fell unconsious shortly afterwards due to lack of blood. James removed Andy's helmet and saw that he was bleeding profusely from a head wound. As John tried to stabilize the head wound he yelled, "What the [censored] are you guys doing back there, these guys need help now!"

Edward

Edward slowly came to, looking for his helmet and putting it on quickly, deciding to take better care of his head next time. He only remembered parts of what happened, so he was surprised when he woke up in the truck. He heard yelling and the horn of the truck so he went to go check it out, finding James and Andy both passed out with head wounds too. He laughed quietly, as he rushed over to Andy who looked like he needed to most assistance. Those raiders sure did like bashing in heads... he thought before looking over at a wall and noticing graffiti saying, 'Skull Crusher Territory' and he burst out laughing. He hurriedly stop himself, and injected some Stimpacks and Med-X into Andy. He found some bandages and wrapped them around his head, before dragging him to the back of the truck and unceremoniously dumping him in the back.

"We have to wait till James comes around, because he is driving and knows where we are going. One of you, go give him some Meds then load up onto the truck, with your guns ready, I don't want any more injuries." yelled out Edward as he climbed onto the cabs roof and started searching the area with his sniper.

John saw Edward come inside the driver's compartment, give Andy some meds, and bandaged his head before dragging him into the back. John then looked out the window and saw people coming closer. John yelled to Edward, "It looks like they're coming to finish the job."

James awoke to startled cries. Bolting upright, James fiished the code. The mighty roar of the V12 engine filled the air. Stepping on the acellerator, James felt the truck lurch forward, and begin its speedy progress across the Wasteland. It was a shame he had to stick to the roads, but the standard ground was too soft and unpredictable. 4 tons of APC could sink very quickly.

Barry made its way across the Wasteland. The huge silhouette scared off a Yao Guai, and even as it turned a Radscorpion scuttled away. The final approach to the MDPL station would have to be made on foot, as all the roads around the area were destroyed or too heavily cratered for use. This caused James some worry, as the sheer number of ghouls in the area could easily wipe out an unsupported taskforce. Still, it had to be done. James pulled the truck to a halt under the midday shadow of the power station's funnel. Lumbering round to the back he cried 'Alright, lets move!'

OOC- Hows it going? BTW, I swear we had 6 RPers, but I only count 4 characters, including mine.

When the big vehicle came to a halt, Harley jumped out with his machine gun ready to go. He walked around the truck, checking the area for any ghouls, and ready to get acquainted with them if there were.

The area seemed pretty clear, but you could never tell when some of those buggers would appear out of nowhere, because thats what ghouls liked to do most. In the amount of light available there could have been ghouls withing a stones throw away from the team, but if there were they hadn't made their presence known yet.

When the truck stopped, John came out with his Plasma Rifle drawn. Upon realizing that they were at the Power Station, he started looking around for Feral Ghouls that could try to ambush them. The area looked clear, but appearences can be decieving. John said, "The area appears to be clear, sir."

James went into a crouch. Drawing his Laser Pistol, he crept towards the station. Without warning, a .308 round bored into the ground beside him. That was the signal. Leaping to his full height, James broke into a sprint. The glint of a scope announced the presence of the firer, but it seemed to come from the station. Ghouls didn't have weapons did they? James' mind whirred as he thought this through. The only opposition should be from the ghouls, not firearms. The station was about 1/2 a mile away now. He would probably get there in about 3 minutes. But it was not to be so. A volley of laser and slug fire fell from the sky, making James and his squad go to ground. Edward suddenly shuddered as a bullet drilled into his shoulder. Andy took a bullet next. 'HARLEY! COVER FIRE ON THE ROOF!' I yelled above the sounds of whizzing bullets and cracks of weapons firing. Harley obliged, filling the air with a hail of deadly lead. Using the respite, I grabbed Ed, and Rice grabbed Andy. Andy had his wound on his leg, and he was losing lots of blood from it. Once we reached the base of the station, or at least the contol center outside, we waited for Harley. Our cover fire gave him just enough time to reach the control building. Without another word, I slammed the door shut so we could tend to Ed and Andy. We could attack at dawn.

(OOC- C'mon guys, please post. I've given you a point to work from.)

As shots were fired from all over, John thought, "Those guys sure do have a habit of being bullet sponges." As the squad hunkered down to tend to their wounds, John heard a raspy cry and running. He yelled, "Feral Ghouls coming this way!"

Name: Austin Thomass
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: Long Black Hair, Tattoo that says, "If Life Wasnt Real, Were Would We Be?", Black Boots, and a Scar over his Right Eye.
Apparel: Cowboy Hat, Sheriff Duster
Equipment: Red And White Army Patterend T51b Power Armor & Helmet, AK47 Assault Rifle W/ Red Dot Sight and Laser, 7 Frag Grenades, Combat Knife.
Personality: Austin always wanted to Lead In The BrotherHood. He is Brave and Strong just like The Steel should be.
Skills: Austin is very Talented In Repair, Small Guns, Melee, Medicine and Lockpick.
Eh?

I quickly moved up to my position as spotter and I just stayed where I was, I couldn't hear anything and I felt the vibrations of the fire coming from the sniper rifle next to my ear. I looked at Ed and he looked back, we nodded at each other and I just continued looking through the binoculars at the targets that were firing upon us.

OOC- Orange, this is a little late to sign up, but I can incorporate you into part 2 as the squad medic. Problems with the AK47: Another Pre-war weapon. I think that you should stick with a standard slug weapon, like the assualt rifle, or perhaps a Laser rifle.

The ghouls' skirmish was short. None made it past the door. But now the attack loomed. 5 minutes from now, we would rush the main structure, weapons firing wildly. Ed and Andy were both patched up well, and James was confident that they could hold together.

James steadied himself against the door. In the crossing, he had taken a bullet in the leg, and while his armour had halted its progress, the slug's force had caused a large bruise. The rest of the squad reached the door without incident, thankfully. Harley kicked it in once I stood up. But as he did so, a ghoul tumbled into him. He screamed as the ghoul scrabbled at his armour. Rice fired his weapon into the ghouls skull, smashing it open. While Ed checked on Harley, we all crept into the building.

Name:Ryan
Race:Caucasian
Appearance: Small strong young man
Apparel:BoS power armour
Equipment:Basic medical supplies a plasma rifle, pistol and gatling laser.
Personality: A caring, kind yet ruthless man
Skills:trained medic and engineer

Edward

Edward followed everyone into the rest of the building, while supporting Harley on his left side. Harley's armor had somehow been penetrated around the neck area, and he was being healed quickly by the Stimpack Edward had given him, but they needed to keep up with the rest. As they walked forward into the station, Edward could hear rustling noises and could see shadows moving swiftly in the corners of the hallway. Ghouls.

He crept forward, steadying Harley on him as he held up his laser rifle with his other hand. Suddenly three ghouls burst out of the shadows on his left, rasping a dry cry as they tumbled into Edward and Harley. Edward shot one with his Laser Rifle, and it disintegrated, but the others had enough momentum to push him off balance, and Harley and him went tumbling into the wall on the opposite side. The plaster wall had been fixed up with some wooden planks, which were now rotten, so the weight of their armor and the momentum from the ghouls was enough to break through the wall, and they tumbled through, landing on a cement floor.

Edward jumped up, shooting the two ghouls that had made it down there too, before picking up Harley and looking at the room. To say he was confused was a large understatement.

"Guys, you better get down here! This looks like a... a Lab? Or something...."

John looked down into the lab and thought, "What the hell is this?" He then yelled to Edward and Harley, "Are you guys alright?"

James stared in wonder at the gaping hole in the wall. The concealed lab was huge, larger than the one in the Citadel. 'Harley, you and Ed guard this area. We'll clear out the building. Oh, Rice, grab that radio. Once we get to the roof send the Citadel a message reporting our location. Alright, move out.' James started to jog up the nearby stairs, loading his plasma rifle as he went.

John followed James up the stairs, Plasma rifle drawn and activated. Once they reached the top, John heard the stomping of metal feet and turned to see three Protectrons surounding a Mr. Gutsy attack them with lasers and plasma. John shot at the Protections, turning one into green goo, but more robots started coming from other parts of the lab, including Sentry Bots armed with built-in Gatling Lasers and Missile Launchers. John ran to a nearby desk, pushed it over, and used it as cover while the firefight ensued.

(OOC, speaking of sentry bots...)

Name:SB-72C (AKA Buttons)
Race:Sentry Bot
Appearance: Sentry Bot painted cobalt with
Apparel:Heavier shielding on limbs for EOD and CQB, improved legs
Equipment: Minigun, Missile Launcher with experimental targeting system, radio w/ direct link to Citadel
Personality: An oddly upbeat sentry bot, with a happy persona and an eccentric attitude, mostly due to the changes that were made to him to account for the targeting system. He only knows what he was programmed to know; that coupled with his personality has given him a certain amount of curiocity to the world outside of the Citadel.
Skills: Can do minor repairs, but should mainly be left to just blowing stuff up.

72C was deployed shortly after Pioneer Squad Omega left to back them up on their excursion into the Wasteland. Although the AI was still buggy and the missile launcher was not up to full capacity, the scribes thought it best to field test the new equipment in a skirmish. The ccordinates for the squad were added to his system, and he was deployed to assist in their operation. Currently, he is en route to their position.