As the battle raged on the old man in the power armor seemed to get even more determined than before. His Gauss Pistol took out few of the Enclave bots before running out of munitions. The muffled little sound of his trusty sidearm finally running out did not stop Max however. He holstered the pistol and took a better hold of his massive knife with his left hand while actually closing in on another power armored Enclave soldier.

The power armors hit together with a loud creaking and the Enclave soldier actually dropped his Gauss Rifle, but managed to keep his balance while properly readying his power fist. The two men had a silent stare down while lasers, plasma bolts and normal bullets whizzed past them.

Then and there Max felt 40 years younger, more even. For just a moment he was not in Liberty Island, but in Navarro once again. He was returned back to the present nearly immediately as the Enclave soldier chose to make his move and thus the two became locked in melee combat.