Unfair Clash...

[John Wick Style is in MASSIVE EFFECT!!!]

Afton sprints up the hill towards the charging Legionaries. He almost scoffs under his helmet at the fact they think simple machetes would be able to harm him! Once the groups clash Afton simple kicks one, sending him flying with his innards blasting out of his stomach due to the blades attached to the Power armour's feet.

He punches the next man, ignoring the machete that'd slammed ineffectively against his helmet. His punch instantly crushes their skull, sending brain matter and bone fragments blasting away. The next man's charge slows slightly at the sight of the carnage Afton had just wrought, but doesn't get a chance to retreat when Afton thrusts his Anti-Material Rifle's barrel into his chest and pulls the trigger, once it hits, blowing a huge hole in the man's chest.

*DAGAGAGAGAGAGAGA!*

*PINGPINGPINGPINGPING!*

Afton turns towards the group that was shooting him with assault rifles, all of their bullets easily bouncing off of his armour. To be honest, the only negative about his armour is the fact his Danger Sense almost never activates... If something can't harm him, it isn't considered a threat after all!

Regardless, he sprints towards the group, a few run away and those left are crushed underfoot. Afton reminisces on whether or not this is how Mario feels when he's crushing Gombas... He chases after the fleeing Legionaries, the first he catches up to is picked up by their arm and swung at the rest as a make-shift weapon.

"PLEASE NO!" the Legionary manages to get out before Afton starts swinging. The Legionary's limp body slams into his compatriots, knocking out a few while kill the rest. The man/weapon's bones were already all broken, his spine was ruined and he'd never walk again, not that Afton would give him the chance though...

Once Afton had gotten all the use out of the man he drops him on the floor and stamps on his head, covering the ground in brain matter. He glances around the entrance of the Fort for any more enemies and raises a brow when he spots none... "They must all still be inside..." he mutters while looking at the gate.

He looks behind him at his companions who were only now catching up to him... Karl wipes some sweat off of his forehead and smirks at him, "You are giving me a set of that armour when we get back, kid! You damn monster!" he laughs while nudging half a Legionaries corpse with his foot.

"THERE THEY ARE!" the group are interrupted from their reverie by a shout from atop the gate. A large group of Legionaries run up and rests their heavy rifles on the gate while aiming at Afton's group.

Afton and Veronica were already moving to get in front of the group. Boone and Karl were already shooting, the former using nailing two in the head with his Hunting Rifle while Karl sprays a couple down with his Light Machine Gun.

However the Legionaries reciprocate, the shots bouncing off Afton and Veronica's power armour like pebbles being thrown by children. Afton chuckles under his helmet and loads another Explosive round into his Anti-Material Rifle, immediately firing it at the top of the gate.

*BOOM!*

The Legionaries are thrown off of their position atop the gate, some to their deaths while others are just gravely injured. After the coast is clear Veronica and Afton charge at the gate and slams into it with their shoulders.

The explosion earlier must've weakened it, as the gate jolts slightly at their charge then falls down as if nothing was keeping it upright in the first place. The injured Legionaries are crushed under the gate, but that isn't what attracts the duo's attention... No, that'd be the sea of red all pointing guns at them...

"Fuck!" Afton exclaims as he pushes Veronica away and shields himself by crossing his arms in front of his face.

*BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!!!!!!!!*

The rain of bullets is so fierce that it actually pushes Afton back, leaving trails in the dirt as he slides backwards! If he had been wearing standard-issue Brotherhood of Steel Power armour he'd have definitely died at this point! Fortunately, he had world-class scientists working under him to develop such durable armour!

Afton gives a shout as he starts moving against the tide of bullets, the legionaries have to reload eventually though, the lull giving Afton a chance to charge at them. His Danger Sense flares up too late however as a punch to his face knocks his head to the side, he was quite frankly surprised by the force of it, but it isn't enough to do any 'meaningful' damage.

[Grit is in effect]

He grins under his helmet, still, a tiny amount of damage still counts a 'damage', enough so for his Perk to go into effect. A blocks the next swing of his attack with his arm, catching the wrist and now spotting the fact that he was wearing a Powerfist. "You're gonna regret that!" he says, his voice modulator making him sound like a literal demon to the Praetorian guard who'd punched him.

Afton tears the Powerfist from the man, breaking his hand in the process before he grabs his neck and uses him as a make-shift meatshield against the army of freshly reloaded Legionaries. "COME GET SOME!" he shouts as she sprints towards them.

Behind him the rest of his group were already hard at work, firing from defensive positions to try and quell some of the huge Legion numbers... Still, even if they took out a hundred people they'd still be drastically outnumbered.

"Bark!"

The group turn towards the sound and spot Dogmeat, seemingly trying to lead them somewhere. If this were any normal dog they'd ignore it, but since Dogmeat was literally hooked up to Glados, one of Afton's AI's, it shouldn't be leading them astray.

Veronica looks at them, "You guys go do what we came here for and try to find the others, me and Afton will try draw the Legion's attention towards us."

"You just wanna go punching shit!" Karl accuses semi-playfully.

Veronica firmly puts her tongue in her cheek as she responds, "Ah, you caught me." she giggles before running off, punching a Praetorian guard in the face and causing his head to splatter and decorate the surroundings.