Diamond city was bustling and moving, trade followed in and out as the city made more and more caps. In recent years they had accepted a Minutemen Garrison in town, through they still had their own security force through it had diminished. A couple of old power armor suits were carrying supplies back and forth, T-45 armor painted with Minutemen colors meaning that they could be stored in the Minutemen armory. Mostly they were used for construction or hauling heavy objects, they hadn't really been upgraded at all.
Colonel Carter had just set up in the noodle stand, the robot their was still serving and the noodles as always were the best. He bought a bowl for the merc's that would listen, telling them about the mission they would get caps for the job of course or a place in the Minutemen. Nearby his Lieutenant, Sarah Wright was keeping a list of those who signed on and taking up a count of weapons. Currently the city Garrison was under his command, of course they couldn't come with him he'd only been given two extra hands. Sergeant George Wright was throwing a baseball around with some kids, the big guy was imposing and could probably throw a Mininuke clean over the wall and into the city but he had a good heart.
Ordering himself a bowl of noodles he eyed the townsfolk, over the past couple of days more and more had been heading south. Taking the route around the glowing sea and heading for other towns, many leaving to start up their. The young Colonel ordered himself some noodles and waited, a few more sign ups and they could get on the road. They had to find out what the hell the Enclave were up to.
Colonel Carter had just set up in the noodle stand, the robot their was still serving and the noodles as always were the best. He bought a bowl for the merc's that would listen, telling them about the mission they would get caps for the job of course or a place in the Minutemen. Nearby his Lieutenant, Sarah Wright was keeping a list of those who signed on and taking up a count of weapons. Currently the city Garrison was under his command, of course they couldn't come with him he'd only been given two extra hands. Sergeant George Wright was throwing a baseball around with some kids, the big guy was imposing and could probably throw a Mininuke clean over the wall and into the city but he had a good heart.
Ordering himself a bowl of noodles he eyed the townsfolk, over the past couple of days more and more had been heading south. Taking the route around the glowing sea and heading for other towns, many leaving to start up their. The young Colonel ordered himself some noodles and waited, a few more sign ups and they could get on the road. They had to find out what the hell the Enclave were up to.