15 Chapter 15 - I'm an iron man

14-year-old Brandon understood that sooner or later the raiders would come to them, after all, if two families heard about this place, the raiders would not miss this information either.

Realizing all the danger, he began to plan. Thinking of options to protect himself, Brandon remembered about the power armor, which is located not far from this place, if you go down from the cliff in the east, you can stumble on a train that derailed, in which there was power armor, although it does not have several armor plates, but with with Brandon's capabilities, he will quickly fix it.

As far as he knew, there should be no opponents, but this is not a game, so calling Marcus, Brandon headed out.

After 30 minutes of walking, scattered carriages appeared in front of their eyes.

-Brand, why the hell did you call me here? We have a lot to do, and you take walks in nature

-Well, you know Markus, there were also maps with different markers and reports in the pip boy, so the other day I learned that a military train was supposed to pass along this railway, but the signal with the train was lost somewhere here. I thought that we might find something useful for us.

-In that case, you thought correctly, brother, otherwise it is somehow not solid to go to the heads of bases with ordinary pistols.

Brandon thought.

{It's so good that Marcus is not the smartest person in the family who would even believe such nonsense}

-Marcus, I certainly understand your zeal for arms as a man, but let's immediately decide that our society will do everything for at least some kind of justice, I don't want us to be later associated with a gang of slave traders.

Marcus just shrugged and continued to scan the area.

After 5 minutes, the two brothers came to a closed box with a door like in an arsenal.

Marcus's jaw dropped as he saw what was inside.

-What the fuck is this? Some kind of robot?

Brandon grinned and answered.

-No cudgel, this is Power Armor, they were produced before the war, now in the wastelands only the Brotherhood of Steel has such things, well, maybe there are a few lucky people like you and me. Read more books.

Marcus scratched his head and answered.

-Where can I find you books in the wasteland?

Ignoring his brother, Brandon began to examine the door.

{So what have we got here? Well, I won't open it with an ordinary master key, the door is too complicated, as far as I remember, somewhere there must be a terminal that opens the door}

- Hmm, Marcus, the door is not easy to open, but I think there must be a terminal somewhere, let's look.

Marcus just nodded and started examining all the cars.

And Brandon immediately went to the right one. Approaching him, he noticed that the carriage door was closed, although in the game it was open.

After thinking about all the possible options, he called Marcus.

-So, at the expense of 3, I open the carriage and abruptly run away, and at this time you look into the passage.

Walking slowly to the door, Brandon began to reach for the handle.

3 ... 2 ... 1 ..

Pushing the door open and jumping back, he began aiming at the door.

A second, two seconds, but nothing happened.

Nodding to Marcus, they began to walk slowly inward together, examining every corner, but they never found the enemy.

But their eyesight revealed an important thing. Inside was a fucking minigun, along with two boxes of ammo.

Rubbing his eyes, Brandon started checking his luck statistics, maybe something had changed?

[Luck - 1]

Not everything is in place. Thinking about the possibilities, Brandon flinched.

-Marcus quickly for cover.

After listening to his brother, Marcus hid behind the wall and began to wait.

But the only thing they heard was the howling of the wind.

After a couple of minutes Brandon said.

-em, it just seemed to me that I heard shots, let's just deal with the armor and get out of here.

Approaching the terminal and pressing a button, Brandon saw a black and green screen, demanding to enter a password. Thinking what to do with it, he decided to try connecting his pipboy.

[External source connected]

[Cracking algorithm in progress]

A lot of words suddenly ran across the terminal, and then stopped at the famous hack screen.

Smiling Brandon chose the right password, as he knew in advance, and then remotely opened the door of the arsenal.

He did not read the information, because he knew it, and it is not really necessary now.

Passing by Marcus, who was sitting and nursing his new minigun, he jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the power armor.

Approaching from behind the armor, he saw a Fusion core inserted into the back of the armor and a valve, turning the valve, the armor opened to let it in.

After carefully examining each piece, Brandon decided that the power armor of this world was not much different from that of his past world, although this armor was clearly inferior in technology compared to his past.

Since he served in the army, he knew how to use it, and at the age of 14 he already has a suitable height, so without delaying he went inside and after him the armor began to close.

A yellow interface with instrument gauges appeared in front of him. Looking at the charge, he saw 100%, thinking about 2 Fusion core, Brandon decided that the armor would last for a long time.

Getting used to the mechanisms, he began to slowly wiggle his arms and legs, and then jumped off the carriage with a crash, feeling the best.

With loud steps he returned to the carriage with Marcus and went to him.

The brother, frightened, raised the minigun and aimed at him.

- Is that you, Brandon?

-No, I am inevitability.

And then Brandon snapped his fingers making a metallic ringing.

-Who?

-It's not important, we have nothing else to do here, you take the minigun, and I'll take the boxes of cartridges and go back. You know, I don't have a good feeling.

Brandon said and looked at the luck statistics again.

{At the next level I will definitely add points to luck}

Grabbing the crates, Brandon followed Marcus back home.

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