I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Hah! Bah! I can't always avoid fighting. If I don't fight, there will always be a time when I have to fight. I might as well take advantage of now to improve my fighting ability. Only the Brotherhood is suitable." Sun Yang spat out the blood in his mouth. He looked at his arm that was shattered by a punch and the exoskeleton suit, and could only sigh.

"I feel like even after this thing grows back, the bones won't be fully formed. Uh, although I don't like doing this, but I feel like it will grow very strangely after it grows back. Makarov, I have a favor to ask of you. Take the laser gun and cut off my arm." Sun Yang spread out his shattered arm and let Makarov do it.

"Uh—why did I have to cut off your arm, Commander? If you hadn't gone up there to be a hero, I wouldn't have to cut your arm off." Makarov showed a rare expression of disgust. She took the puppet's laser gun, took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger at the upper arm. The scorching laser shot into Sun Yang's arm, and wisps of unpleasant smell and smoke emerged.

"Ouch! Ugh! Ugh!" Sun Yang groaned in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Fortunately, the undead's sense of touch was relatively dull, so he could force himself to endure this level of pain.

Soon, the laser gun, which also served as a laser cutter, completely cut off Sun Yang's broken arm and the power suit.

There was no bleeding from the broken arm because the bleeding had been stopped by the high temperature of the laser.

"Ah, I feel really uncomfortable. I am hurting you, Commander. I don't feel well. Take this arm to the medical department for preservation." Makarov wrapped Sun Yang's broken arm.

"What's the point of preserving a broken limb?" Sun Yang took out the dripping stone with his other hand and crushed several of them. A brand new limb quickly grew out from the broken surface.

"When both of the Commander's arms are gone, this severed limb can be directly connected to your arm. As long as the nerves can be connected, the Commander can use dripping stones or strange spells to grow the rest of his body, right?" Makarov looked at Sun Yang's rapidly growing arms and felt a little cyber-nauseous.

Logically speaking, his mind should not have any thoughts, but looking at this situation, it was difficult for Makarov to suppress the thought that the commander was no longer human.

"Well, I'm really sorry, please cut another one. The broken one will definitely be difficult to connect. This time there is no power suit to protect you, so the cutting should be quick." Sun Yang said without mercy, pointing to the new arm he had just grown.

"I shouldn't have said a word... If it hurts, you should scream! Oh! I really don't like doing this kind of thing! It feels really bad to cut off the commander's healthy arm!" Makarov complained loudly, but still used the laser gun as a part-time cutter, quickly cutting off the complete arm and wrapping it up.

"Phew, thank you Makarov." Sun Yang gritted his teeth and shook the dragon bell to make the broken arm grow back. Then he used a repair magic to make the power suit grow back and return to perfect condition.

"If you really want to thank me, don't let me cut off your arm. It's very harmful to my spirit. Alas, I have been convincing myself countless times in my heart that my dear Commander Sun Yang is a human being, not some messy ghost." Makarov shook his head and sighed.

"Since I was able to use magic and summon you out, I have already strayed from being human." Sun Yang got up from the ground and stretched his body.

"Ha..." Makarov stood up tiredly. She looked at the laser gun in her hand that had cut off the commander's arm and threw it aside in disgust.

"Okay, okay, Makarov, I promise it's only this time. I won't let you do this again." Sun Yang touched Makarov's long gray hair with his newly grown palm.

Makarov's body stiffened for a moment, and she hesitantly accepted Sun Yang's touch. She seemed to be in a better mood and her spirits were revived.

[Wow, Commander, what a jerk! Bullying our captain like this! What kind of torture is this?] AAT reestablished a temporary private comms channel and complained to the Type 92, Sten, and M14.

[That's not the case. The commander probably didn't realize there was anything wrong with this.] The M14's mainframe was a bit boring hiding on the hilltop. After the Brotherhood's soldiers were defeated and retreated, they never came out again.

"I don't want to see the Commander trying to cut off his arm! Someone tell the Commander, it's going to be very uncomfortable for everyone." Type 92 interjected.

"That has to be the Captain. Captain, tell the Commander that you don't like cutting his arm, and that it makes you sad and heartbroken. The Commander's mind seems to be acting strangely, but he seems to agree to any request, no matter how difficult it is." Sten copied and pasted the message directly to Makarov in a private message.

"No, that's not necessary. I just need some time to adjust. In fact, I can't not do something just because I don't like it." Makarov replied in private, and she took Sun Yang's hand away, indicating that she was ready.

What if the Commander can't give a clear answer and can only hint at something, should I refuse just because I don't like it? This world isn't so gentle. Magic exists, and we'll encounter evil curses in the future. What needs to be said must be said, and what needs to be done must be done. Trust the Commander, that's all.] Makarov stood up again, her eyes calm again.

"You seem to be in better spirits. You two must have had a chat." Sun Yang received the encrypted communication traffic nearby, but out of respect, he did not check it.

"I guess so. I just want to figure it out. Commander, if there is a next time and others are unwilling, you can come to me. I have no problem with it." Makarov said very calmly.

"Wow, your attitude changed so quickly. I'll still come to you if there's anything next time, but not so soon. I'm not a self-abuse person, and I don't want to have my arms and legs sawed off for no reason." Sun Yang reopened the window and took a look at the current situation.

The Brotherhood has already gathered all its forces back inside the bunker. Without releasing the drone, it will be impossible to find out the situation inside.

"In short, it has been confirmed that these people's power armor is not very effective against energy weapons, and is about the same as light armored vehicles against armor-piercing weapons. AAT, I will supplement your puppets with machine guns. Type 92, Sten, your puppets carry AT4 rocket launchers. In addition, each of you controls a puppet equipped with a stealth power suit, make good use of them." Sun Yang issued orders in the window, and the bodies ready for battle quickly changed the weapons they carried.

Sun Yang brought out these new puppets, and the nearby humanoids took over their use. The puppets relied on the jet devices on their backs to quickly provide support.

"Once you enter the bunker, proceed with caution. I won't be able to provide effective support for a while." Sun Yang released a group of small drones and handed them to the other two groups of humanoids for remote control. He then entered stealth mode again and rushed into the bunker, with Makarov following closely behind.

175 The Fall of the Brotherhood of Steel

Those Brotherhood fighters who were killed outside were probably most of the elite fighters of this branch.

Before entering, the humanoids asked Sun Yang for shields with anti-laser coating, MDL grenade launchers, and several common grenades to ensure that they had sufficient protection and combat capabilities in the narrow tunnel.

Sun Yang had once heard of this theory: the more open and flat the terrain, the weaker the humanoids' combat effectiveness—because at the time, the Griffins only had individual weapons, some limited support weapons, and things like mines and traps. They couldn't even have a bazooka per person.

Their enemy was an experimental mechanized force, equipped with a large number of artillery and armored units, as well as many puppet combat robots, and even brought railway guns to support the battlefield.

The narrower and more complex the terrain, the stronger the humanoids' combat effectiveness. This is because in such an environment, humans lack firepower support and cannot carry larger and more powerful equipment, bringing the armaments of both sides to the same level. In such an environment, the relationship between humanoids and humans is like that between the T-800 and conventional light infantry.

This is true even if humans use nuclear-powered armor.

The Brotherhood soldiers in the bunker pulled out their well-preserved missile launchers, which had been stored away for a long time. However, the humanoids, supported by Sun Yang's munitions, remained completely calm. The violent explosion echoed through the corridor, but these soldiers in power armor were not affected at all.

They planned to fight the enemy in the narrow corridors. The AST power armor was too large to use missiles, and it was difficult to move. To deal with the enemy power armor, the Brotherhood soldiers carried a large number of EMP grenades and missiles to the front line. Some soldiers wearing only light armor stood behind the power armor with Gauss rifles to provide armor-piercing support.

"Die!" A grenade launcher's muzzle appeared at the doorway. With crisp "boom," "boom," the smart grenade hovered in the air for a second before flying towards the Brotherhood soldiers crouching behind.

The warriors immediately raised their heavy shields, and the smart grenades collided directly with them, accompanied by explosions and flashes of fire, and the shields only shook slightly. Those wearing light armor used the power armor as cover and were not hurt at all.

[These grenades, they're not charged enough! Are these guys just iron turtle shells?] The AAT had the puppets fire the smart grenades and then pull them back. Intense lasers shot out from the bunker, nearly destroying the MDL grenade launcher again.

"Switch to EMPs and flashbangs! Disable their weapons! Use bazookas to clear the way!" Makarov ordered. The other humanoids had their puppets load new grenades and fire into the room.

The equally powerful EMP and flashbangs immediately overwhelmed the Brotherhood soldiers in the corridor. Those in power armor were fine, but the lightly armed men behind them were dazed and dizzy, especially in the cramped confines of the bunker. The intense flash and bang immediately incapacitated those with insufficient protection. Only those in power armor, with adequate protection, were spared.

But just because they were fine didn't mean their weapons were fine. These nuclear battery-powered energy weapons immediately overloaded and short-circuited, and even the Gauss rifles were not immune.

After all, their weapons are extremely dependent on nuclear battery energy, and the Brotherhood's combat environment determines that they are difficult to be attacked by EMP. Over time, no one considers installing EMP protection layers on their weapons.

[It still has to be conventional weapons.] The AAT had the puppets take up their AT4s and fire rockets into the corridor. Even the strongest shields couldn't stop them. The power armor in front of them was blown apart along with their shields, and those inside were naturally killed. The AAT took the opportunity to have the puppets rush in with machine guns, continuously firing into the corridor, killing anyone who tried to rush out with weapons.

With the humanoids' superior firepower, the Brotherhood's fighters could only retreat inward bit by bit. The combination of EMP and bazooka left the Brotherhood soldiers powerless to fight back.

Once the Brotherhood loses its laser weapons and Gauss rifles, no matter how powerful its power armor is, it will be nothing more than an iron shell with a lot of power in front of the humanoids. Unfortunately, the humanoids' power output is not low either, and their reactions are much faster than those of the power armor, so humanoids have an absolute advantage in close combat.

After the last few Brotherhood power armors were destroyed, the desperate Brotherhood of Steel finally could not withstand such an attack.

They had no time to transfer any resources or manpower, and the remaining troops could not even stop the enemy for half an hour. They never dreamed that they would be defeated by such a small number of people.

Finally, with nowhere to retreat, the Brotherhood of Steel, having lost almost all of its power armor and more than half of its veterans, sent a signal to the humanoids requesting negotiation.

Sun Yang agreed, not because he couldn't defeat them, but because he was afraid that if he killed too many people, the Brotherhood would refuse to cooperate.

The huge and heavy AST armor was moving in the back. Several AAT puppets covered their faces with helmets and stood in the distorted and deformed room full of bullet holes. The machine guns with armor-piercing incendiary bombs in their hands were pointed steadily at the door.

The first floor of the Brotherhood's bunker has been occupied by Sun Yang's humanoid troops. The automatic weapons deployed by the Brotherhood are completely ineffective against rocket launchers and grenade launchers.

During the attack, Sun Yang replenished a few lost puppets for the Palette Team, and finally successfully cleared the bunker on the first floor. The Brotherhood's internal actions were relatively quick, and those who originally lived on the first floor had already taken refuge on the second floor.

The two sides faced each other across a staircase leading down, but the elders of the Brotherhood of Steel had already realized they had lost. Lacking sufficient manpower and unable to defeat the enemy, what was the point in continuing?

Sun Yang waited for a while in the bunker on the first floor, and soon a hooded woman was pushed up. Veronica, identified by the elders and the survivors as someone who could communicate well with Sun Yang, was brought up to negotiate.

She looked very haggard. She was born and raised in the Brotherhood, fought for the Brotherhood, but was eventually locked up because of ideological differences. Now, she was pushed out by the Brotherhood in its pursuit of survival.

"It's been a while, Veronica." Sun Yang moved a stool and sat down. The corpse in the corridor next to him was still bleeding.

"...I expected this to happen. I wonder if time could go back a few days, would it turn out like this?" Veronica sat dejectedly on the ground, hunched over.

"Perhaps. If the Brotherhood of Steel doesn't kill my four men, I'd be happy to keep in touch with you."

"I heard it was because you were holding Christine hostage."

"If I hadn't held Christine hostage, my four men wouldn't even have a chance to communicate. They would either be beaten to death or have bombs tied to their necks and work for the Brotherhood. In addition, I helped Christine chop off Elijah's head and asked her to find you - you, Christine, and Elijah's head are enough to convince those conservative members of the Brotherhood."

"I don't know about this..."

"Of course you don't know. Christine didn't come to you, and the Brotherhood had no reason to trust me. But in the final analysis, it's still the Brotherhood's attitude. You allowed some people to treat my men with such a bad attitude."

"That's because we endured a brutal battle not long ago, so we must remain vigilant."

"That's your business, what does it have to do with me? You like to put the blame on me, right? Very good, I think this excuse is very convenient. I have also endured a brutal battle recently, and I must remain vigilant enough, so I want to cut the weeds and root them out. Get ready and kill everyone inside." Sun Yang said to the humanoids around him.

"No, no, no!! I, I didn't mean that!" Veronica said hurriedly.

"Then stop blackmailing me morally. You'd better find out who killed the person I sent to negotiate. Now, let me tell you my request--" Sun Yang explained to Veronica the purpose of his coming here.

They had several options: one, join the Followers of Apocalypse, two, accept Sun Yang's arrangements, three, leave with only an energy weapon, sufficient supplies and copied civilian technology data.

All data collected by the Brotherhood of Steel will be fully taken over by the Griffin Oasis base. However, if any traces of data deletion are detected, no one here will be able to leave alive, and Sun Yang will also launch an attack on other branches of the Western Brotherhood.

After a brief verbal battle, Veronica hastily agreed to Sun Yang's arrangement. Her mental state was already very bad, and she just wanted to get out of this terrible situation as soon as possible.

176 The Brotherhood of Steel's follow-up work

The Mojave Chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel is dead.

Several people who had a good relationship with Veronica chose to join the Followers of Apocalypse, and some of the surviving members of the Brotherhood of Steel rebuked them.

Then Sun Yang directly sent the Palette Team to capture these people and beat them until they were almost dead.

"I know what you will do. If I don't intervene, some of you will use the leak of Brotherhood secrets as an excuse to kill the followers of the Apocalypse. Elder, you'd better restrain your simple-minded subordinates, so that I won't cause trouble for you."

"The Followers of the Apocalypse have always been spreading all kinds of technological knowledge that can save lives. They're far superior to losers like you who snatch up anyone with a laser gun. You only know how to rob, hoard, or destroy. You can't do anything to save this wasteland. Some of you just hide in bunkers, talking big, but you're not even willing to spread knowledge."

"If you were willing to help those who passed by, if you were willing to build relationships with other forces, even if you were willing to help Prim or Qingquan Town build a water tower and teach them agricultural and medical knowledge, you wouldn't have ended up like this. It's a pity that you did nothing. You weren't even willing to send people to secretly establish ties with them."

Sun Yang angrily scolded the remaining members of the Brotherhood of Steel, and then turned to continue dealing with the finishing work.

A quick meeting was held within the Brotherhood of Steel, and the elder who had insisted on isolationism was pushed down and replaced by another.

Originally, these people planned to let Veronica become the elder, but Veronica chose to join the followers of Apocalypse. When Veronica made her decision known, a group of people felt that following Veronica had a better future and decided to follow her.

This caused another commotion, nearly sparking a civil war within the Brotherhood. Sun Yang had no choice but to have the Palette Squad intervene again to shoot down a few guys who were armed and ready to kill.

It took about two weeks to clean up the mess of the Brotherhood of Steel. Often, a battle lasts only a few hours, but cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the spoils takes a lot of time.

In addition, patrolling Brotherhood soldiers were gathering nearby, intent on retaking the bunker. However, the new elder was quite eloquent, and he instructed these Brotherhood soldiers to remain outside and not rush in and sacrifice themselves in vain. Instead, they were to gather outside and stand by, ready to protect the immigrants as they journeyed to reestablish a Brotherhood base elsewhere.

Even with so many power armors in the bunker, they can't defeat Sun Yang's troops. The patrol teams outside have to come in and fight with their heads.

Sun Yang turned a blind eye to this situation. It was too energy-consuming to deal with the small groups of Brotherhood soldiers wandering around and fighting guerrilla warfare outside.

It would be better to let them find a new organization, at least they can settle down and stop running around to launch sneak attacks.

Finally, two groups of Brotherhood members arrived on the ground. One group was small, only about twenty people, but they had automatic machines provided by Sun Yang to help carry their luggage.

The other group consisted of nearly three hundred people. These were the survivors of the Mojave branch. They couldn't take much with them. Sun Yang forbade them to move damaged power armor, heavy equipment, and plasma weapons. Only common laser guns were allowed to be taken away.

No one wanted to follow Sun Yang.

The Brotherhood has a considerable stockpile of munitions. In addition to various grenade launchers and missile launchers, they also have several Fat Man nuclear bombs and their corresponding launchers stored in the bunker.

But these things were not used. Even the most crazy people would not consider taking out these things and using them in the bunker. If they were to go out, everyone in the bunker would be doomed.

The Brotherhood couldn't take any of this stuff with them. It was just that the Brotherhood had tampered with it when they sent Veronica to negotiate. They had used technical means to disable the triggering mechanisms of the grenade launchers and small nuclear bombs. Without specialized knowledge and tools, it would be impossible to repair these devices.

This was one of the few ways they could do to disgust Sun Yang. After all, it was a recognized fact in the wasteland that the Brotherhood had a lot of munitions and powerful weapons.

In response to this method, Sun Yang raised his hand and used a repair magic to fix these things. Even if he took the broken things to question them, they would just say that they had broken down a long time ago and they had no resources to repair them.

As for non-military technology, there was very little, so little that it could fit in two boxes. The Brotherhood of Steel rarely collected civilian data.

These three hundred men, along with the patrols and scouts outside, were the remaining members of the Brotherhood. Perhaps they would find a new place to settle down and figure out how to get along with the people of the Mojave.

Of course, it is also possible that one will just get lost in the desert, and eventually die in the treacherous Mojave, with the body buried in the sand.

A group of followers of the Apocalypse headed towards New Vegas, equipped with ample weapons and automated equipment, and protected by M14 and her puppets.

Another group of people walked out of the bunker slowly. They seemed a little confused, but under the leadership of the new elder, they quickly chose a direction and started moving forward.

"..." Sun Yang looked at the remnants of the old Brotherhood who were getting farther and farther away. He looked at the collected Brotherhood weapons, mainly at the Fat Man's nuclear missile launcher that had been repaired with repair magic.

"Commander?" Makarov noticed something was off about Sun Yang's expression, even though it was always off. But the battle was over, so why did he still look like he wanted to kill?

Although most of them had been disarmed, it was not easy to wipe out a force of 300 people in one go. Where was the best place to eliminate them?

Sun Yang had no intention of keeping these people. In this world, one of the most untrustworthy things was the conscience of the Brotherhood of Steel. Those among them who were most likely to help the wastelanders had already left with Veronica. In other words, those who should be eliminated had already been eliminated.

They might agree to something nice today, but tomorrow they might destroy an entire town just to develop and get more supplies. There's no doubt about that. Letting them go is no different than letting a bunch of bandits out.

"Commander? The battle is over, right? What else should we do?" Makarov saw Sun Yang thinking for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask softly.

"...The battle isn't over yet. These people must die." Sun Yang retracted his gaze. He grabbed the fat man's nuclear missile launcher and placed a small nuclear bomb on it. The nuclear bomb was heavy, carrying the weight of death and destruction.

"I understand, I will do it. But, should we, should we kill the surrendering enemy troops?" Makarov felt a little uncomfortable, but was still willing to follow Sun Yang's orders.

"They have no homeland to return to. If we let them go, they will only become the most deadly high-tech bandits in the Mojave Wasteland. Letting them act freely is the most irresponsible thing to do. It's a pity that there are many scientific researchers following them. I want to win over those people, but they didn't join just now, and they won't join now." Sun Yang explained. After he made sure that the Fat Man nuclear bomb launcher could operate normally, he asked the agent at the main base to prepare a series of hazardous materials storage rooms specifically for those items that are likely to cause massive damage.

"Okay, I understand. If we need to fight, Palette Squad will always obey your orders. Speaking of researchers, Commander, didn't you mention a long time ago that you wanted to find the exact location of the Great Mountain Range? There are a lot of technological products in that place, right? Is there any news there?" Makarov asked. She was in human form and would not forget anything.

"The big mountain range. The drone had already checked the vicinity, but I was having a headache about how to get in - huh? Yes! Isn't this perfect! Well done, Makarov, you solved a big problem for me!" Sun Yang laughed.

Just bring the remnants of the Brotherhood of Steel directly to the vicinity of the Great Mountains.

Given their nature, they'd definitely be tempted to investigate the Great Mountain Range. Whether they rushed in recklessly or settled nearby to slowly research, it didn't matter. Simply deploy a drone or automated patrol to conduct reconnaissance. With these individuals spearheading the effort to figure out how to enter the Great Mountain Range, Sun Yang wouldn't have to waste the effort of sending humanoids to investigate the intricacies.

Since they had no intention of letting them live anyway, they might as well give their last bit of strength to shine. Rather than letting them wander around, it would be better to have Sun Yang manually rush to the area. Looking at the map, the area was a deserted area with no buildings.