The 5.56mm bullet flew out striking the mutie in the trachea, it falls back grasping its throat and slowly dying. Unfortunately, just like my other weapons, my service rifle is not suppressed therefore drawing the attention of 90℅ of the inhabitants of Detroit, I mean this mall anyways the closest and quickest to respond was a group of four, two gunmen, one melee, and one ugly fukin dog. the hound and melee mutie charge for me, but I'm not gay so I shoot instead of running, as bullets scrap by I land two shots to the muties dome, dropping him like his mother, I refocused on the gunmen shooting two, bullets to the closest chest and one to the head was good enough, to let him meet his maker, the second, as I popped a shot at him, was blown sky high like blood and gore spread wise, I watched as a mutie with a rocket launcher pops up from his F.E.V version of a crack den. Jumping to the left I managed to escape his second missile, but then I remembered the fuckin hound existed turning my attention to my left I see the fucker one foot away from my 'safe space' as I thought it was death time, I hear an, oh so sweet hum of V.A.T.S grinning as time pulled to a stop thing went orange around me and sections with percentages pops up I happily select the hound's head three times, thinking about the missile mutant my vision shift to just the fake-ass-hoe I was thinking about I only had enough AP to select his head once but at least it was at 84℅, thinking to get out off V.A.T.S my body snaps to the hound as time returns putting 3 bursts of 3 bullets in his cranium, it immediately went slump and I'm pretty sure it did a cartwheel but, I didn't have time to check as my head snapped to the missile mutie and a loving hum played signifying a critical hit, the bullet launched out of the barrel at Mach speed entered the mutants head and drilled to the other side making a tube so perfect even Mario would cry. Knowing I have no time to mess around I focused up just soon enough to hear a war cry behind me, as the Puke green-skinned monster flung its super sledge down I dodged to the right it slammed down nailing my left shoulder breaking it, I rolled sideways held my rifle and released the rest of my clip into his body, dropping him just like his friends. Turning around on instinct I see a varmint rifle using mutant pulling his trigger, I run forward to 1. get closer, and 2. dodge the bullet, pulling my switchblade that I was going to use to trigger trap I ran at him stabbing his tendon then his Achilles heel, he lurches forward in an attempt to stop my slaughter of his ticket to living, but that only screwed him more as I go around while cutting in the midsection of his ribs jumping up I hold onto him and jam my blade repetitively into his esophagus, and other such throaty areas for the final I hold onto him like he's my father that owes me money, I stab him in the eye making sure to reach the brain by almost shoving my fist into his eye-sockets. He falls forward I duck into a nearby empty hall and secure it, jamming a Med-X into my arm and a Stimpack I breathe in and take in the state of my body, and boy is it fucked, not like a 5-hour wank session fucked, but like an, I've been in a bar fight against a huge motherfucker that resembles a mammoth. Wait what is that banging...
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ATTTYI- Hello my friends this is the last update for today but I will be back tomorrow. [p.s- the only reason I wrote this is because I felt bad about the cliffhanger!] (642 Words :-])