"Ah," the giant rumbled, his voice the same one from the tape. "The little Vault-dweller. I have killed your kind before. In a castle. In a zeppelin. In a fucking moon base. "
Then he charged.
Nora popped up, fired her modified combat rifle. Three rounds to the chest. The clone staggered, looked down at the holes, then looked back up with a grin. It pulled a heavy, double-barreled shotgun from its back—except the barrels were rotating, humming with energy. fallout 4 wolfenstein mod
He just smiled—a cracked, yellow-toothed smile—and said, "Ah," the giant rumbled, his voice the same
He tossed her toward the elevator. She slammed the button with her good arm as the doors closed, his chaingun spinning up. The last thing she saw was his face, contorted with a century of betrayed patriotism, screaming through the shrinking gap. In a castle