Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Chapter 231 Operation Dawn (14)

Ten minutes ago, in the Milky Way area.

The gunmen killed all the super mutants with great difficulty, and their number was reduced to more than fifty.

Jeremiah was still alive, but his T45 was badly damaged, with only a few pieces of iron attached to the frame, making him look like a scrap-picking looter.

Looking at the robot wreckage scattered all over the ground outside, and the scene of rivers of blood and corpses everywhere in the park, Jeremiah also felt a little desperate about this war.

He wanted the gunmen to strap bombs to themselves and die together with the Xinhuo Army outside.

But seeing the look in the eyes of these gunmen who wanted to kill him, Jeremiah became a little scared. He could only shrink into a corner, pretending to look at the map and thinking about countermeasures.

At this moment, two flying bird helicopters suddenly flew over from the distance, dragging a giant robot underneath.

There were four Enclave soldiers on the Vertibird helicopter, completely ignoring the gunners below, and flew towards the bottling plant.

At the same time, the Xinhuo Army that surrounded them outside also gathered together and ignored them, apparently preparing to go to the bottling plant.

There are only a few robots left to surround them, so there is still hope of a breakthrough.

Jeremiah was overjoyed when he saw this and laughed, "Did you see it? Did you see it all? I told you that support would come!"

"Everyone, get up, work harder, go over there to support the colonel and the others, we can win!"

"You know, among all the gunmen, I admire you the most. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought only you to Nuclear World."

Although the gunmen wanted to strangle Jeremiah, but when they saw the Liberty Supreme and thought about their current situation, they had no choice but to accept Jeremiah's promise.

Seeing that the gunmen still listened to him, Jeremiah suddenly felt that he was able to recover. He led them to find the right direction to break out and headed for the bottling plant at full speed.

And now...

"Deliberate punch!"

Yi Beiwang put on powerful boxing gloves without any words and knocked Soldier No. 4, who was trying to get up, to the ground with one punch. Then he removed his helmet with his bare hands and stomped on his head.

Soldier No. 3 wanted to kill him with a fireball cannon, but the fireball cannon in his hand was broken and only sprayed out some fuel, which looked ridiculous.

Yi Beiwang laughed loudly, ran up to him quickly, jumped into the air, and kicked him over.

Then he swung his punch, again and again, and smashed Soldier No. 3's head.

Looking at the blood in his hands, Yi Beiwang just wanted to let out a long roar to the sky.

fighting! Cool!

Yi Beiwang had never experienced such excitement before. The pleasure of feeling full of strength made him feel so happy.

He took a few steps forward intuitively, turned around and saw Cons and Bus, smiling very kindly.

"Seprus, Ma Zephakel!"

Yi Beiwang directly launched a taunt and locked onto Kons.

Kangs suddenly felt that Yi Beiwang had become extremely hateful and wanted to tear him apart on the spot.

Fortunately, the bus driver nearby reacted in time and punched Conse hard in the stomach.

Kangs almost cursed in pain, but this trick was indeed effective and he broke free from Yi Beiwang's mental control.

Seeing this, Bus stepped aside and recorded the information in his little notebook.

[Taunt is activated through eye lock, which will cause the target's anger to rise for no reason, but the target can be awakened by severe pain...]

Before he could finish writing, his notebook was destroyed by a shot from Yi Beiwang.

Yi Beiwang blew at the muzzle of his gun and said provocatively, "You two bastards, if you want to write a suicide note, please do so after you die. Understand?"

The bus was not angry. He patted Cons's shoulder and shouted, "Hold him."

Kang Si looked at the four Hellfires lying on the ground, then looked at his own X01, and said in confusion: "Should I go alone?"

The bus nodded, then turned and ran away, not caring about whether Cons lived or died.

Kangs was about to curse, but Yi Beiwang had already rushed over, jumped into the air, and gave Kangs a flying kick on the head.

He kicked Conse so hard that he couldn't lift his head and was seeing stars.

Yi Beiwang didn't give Kangs a chance to breathe. He grabbed his helmet and wanted him to kowtow to his flag.

It seemed that Kangs could not accept this insult. He supported himself on the ground with his arms and refused to kneel down. He punched Yi Beiwang, but he was caught by him steadily.

He did catch it, but Yi Beiwang found that his palm seemed to be bleeding.

Damn, even with such high attributes, it still can’t resist the power armor?

Yi Beiwang turned his head to look at Freedom Supreme standing beside him, silently chanting "Smash him to death, smash him to death", but unfortunately there was no response.

At this time, the gunmen arrived first.

Jeremiah, the leader, saw Yi Beiwang beating Kang Si and was so angry that his whole face turned red. He ordered: "Open fire, kill this bastard!"

The gunmen fired at the same time, but none of them succeeded in firing the bullet, either because the cartridge jammed or exploded.

Liberty Supreme recognized these strange gunmen and started to move, kicking them one by one, turning them into gunmen one by one.jpg.

As for why I didn’t click on Yibeiwang, it might be because the system suddenly restarted just now and I didn’t see it.

Seeing this, Jeremiah shouted, "Colonel, make it stop, we are with you!"

How could Kangs have the time to care about these gunmen? He wanted to run, but Yi Beiwang wouldn't let him; he wanted to fight, but he couldn't, which was very frustrating.

If God was willing to give him another chance, he would definitely not come to this damn nuclear world to look for the Cobalt Project.

Yi Beiwang didn't care about Kangs' mood. He moved behind Kangs and grabbed his head and knocked it to the ground.

Every time he knocked, Yi Beiwang felt extremely relaxed and his head felt cool, as if he was starting to get smarter.

But it doesn't matter, he just wants to vent now.

"Death to the Lord!!!"

Yi Beiwang yelled and slammed Kangs' head to the ground.

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small theater:

A conversation between the protagonist and the author:

In an empty theater.

Yi Beiwang sat on the stage and took out a list. He said to the author in the audience: "Author, yesterday's data was very bleak. The number of readers even fell below 998. Only people are still reading your book."

"What we're saying is, why don't we just cut this book? At worst, you can take me to other worlds to play."

The implication is that the author should cut the book.

After all, the current data is already too bleak, and it is estimated that a new book will be better than this data.

The author looked at the list, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, but he shook his head firmly and said, "No, I will still work hard on writing this book."

Yi Beiwang asked in confusion: "Why?"

The author did not answer, but asked: "Do you know what this book is called? Do you know who the protagonist of this book is?"

Yi Beiwang nodded and said, "It's just the daily life of the plunderer in the wasteland. I am the protagonist. You created me."

Unexpectedly, the author shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I never created you, but you made me."

"I am just a spectator, watching you perform on the stage, telling your story, and then I tell this story to others, it's that simple."

After hearing this, Yi Beiwang laughed and said, "It seems that my story is not exciting enough, or your ability to retell it is too poor."

The author smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps. Every novelist is a narrator like me, but their narration abilities are different."

"As for those authors who have abandoned their roles, I don't think they are hateful, I just feel sorry for them. After all, only they themselves know the sequel to the stories they have read."

"You are so self-admiring, how pitiful..."

"I don't want to be alone, so I don't plan to give up."

Yi Beiwang looked around at the empty theater and asked, "Is it worth it?"

The author smiled and nodded, then asked, "Is it not worth it? It doesn't matter how many readers there are. I have already figured it out."

"The significance of an author is to record the story of the protagonist and then tell it to the readers. That's enough."

"When your story ends, or I can no longer see what you are acting, then I should stop."

"Yi Beiwang, I hope you can complete the journey and continue to tell your own story. I want to finish reading this story until you have finished, until I can no longer see clearly."

After saying this, the author stopped talking and took out a small notebook to record Yi Beiwang's next story.

Yi Beiwang returned to the stage with a smile, but suddenly stopped, looked at you outside the screen, and said with a smile: "The story is still going on, how many people can watch the whole process?"

“Who will give up first, the author or the reader?”

"Hahaha, I'm really looking forward to the ending of this story."