Need not worry, citizen. Upon our first resurgence in the Capital Wasteland, the Enclave made those socialist pigs among our top priorities. They never stood a chance.
I appreciate the offer Corporal but I must decline. The President and Director Bourgogne will require my services in countless and dangerous missions, I must stand ready at all times to answer their call.
This would be an instrumental day for the Enclave. At first the plan was to dispatch a Vertibird squad for a hit-and-run on Nellis Airforce base in an attempt to destroy the Boomer’s munitions and render them useless to the NCR. Upon the decimation of the first squad, it was discovered that Tesla, the NCR’s diplomatic advisor had managed to convince Colonel Moore to deploy troops there to defend their artillery. Upon this report, the hit-and-run mission turned into a full out attack, with Frank Horrigan leading the assault.
The defenses were set for a small Vertibird squad that was meant for transportation purposes only, not the assault force that was now dispatched. Several of the gunships providing support fire while the others dropped off scores of powered armored troops and combat robots. An older and larger transport model arrived and out stepped Horrigan and his escort.
The agent went straight to work, cutting down NCR shock troopers and rangers alike with his plasma cannon until he saw a few pulse grenades land by his feet and discharged. After the surge of electricity coarsed through him, his head whipped enough to find the perpetrator and sure enough, Tesla was standing her ground, with a tesla cannon on her shoulder.
The enraged agent shouldered his weapon and charged towards the woman, shrugging off tesla blasts and trampling whoever was unfortunate enough to stand between them. As she moved to her left to dodge him, Horrigan jutted out his right arm and struck her legs, knocking her down. He then quickly descended upon her and slammed his fist into her gut before hoisting her up, he proceeded to pummel her with blows landing either on the face or the gut until he launched her out of his grip with an uppercut.
He now stood above his broken foe as the Enclave forces began to overwhelm the NCR troops. “This is just the start. With this victory, America will finally begin it’s march west to reclaim what is rightfully ours. If it wasn’t for your foolish choice to distribute that transcript to the major camps, it might be you standing above me in triumph. All the work you’ve done to ensure victory was for nothing.” He draws his blade, fixes it upon his right arm, and hoists Tesla up by the head. “Pathetic, just like NCR.” He then rams the blade into the woman’s torso before ripping it downwards and tearing her in half. Ever merciless, Horrigan simply holds the quivering Tesla as her organs dangle from the wound before she finally goes still. He then tosses her remains away and turns his attention to an Enclave officer. “Once we’re done with the NCR, initiate a full search of the base. I want every NCR soldier and Boomer dead.”
Though he read reports on the matter, Horrigan never encountered a real android nor fought one in battle. One thing was certain though, A3-5 proved herself to be a menace to Enclave forces, enough that Eden and Bourgogne gave the agent direct orders to dispatch her. Normally it would be easy enough but there was a catch, they needed the body to be intact for study and experimentation.
Upon first sight of the gargantuan, the android immediately drew a gauss rifle and began to fire upon him. Though the blasts were precise and excruciating, Horrigan continued his advance and weathered through the shots. With a crashing blow from a left fist, he knocked Five down on the ground. After a few more blows, the android was immobilized and could only watch as her limp body was hoisted above the mutants head. With all his might, Horrigan sent her body crashing down onto his knee and continued to push down until her spine was gruesomely bent backward. Satisfied, he tossed the body aside, pressed his finger on the side of his helmet, and made contact with Raven Rock. “This is Agent Horrigan, the target has been neutralized and the body is intact as requested, you are free to dispatch a science team to retrieve the specimen.”
Hnnnnnnn do it
MODNOTE: Child characters need not apply. I have some ethical limitations as a writer.
Mr. President. If you, Colonel Autumn, or Director Bourgogne need a good laugh, I believe I found something.