Fallout The Eagle And The Bear [Fallout AU]

Navarro

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Ch. 28 snippets:

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18:00 EST, February 26, 2332

Point Lookout POW Camp, Maryland


Sergeant Donald Taylor was sick of this place. Their work hadn’t been cut short on account of the snow - the endless digging holes and filling them back in, breaking rocks with shovels, etc., and the only concession to the frost and snow the NCR PoWs’ Enclave captors had given them was cold weather clothing so they could keep on doing their pointless work. Not that conditions were terrible - the prison barracks were heated, any prisoner who showed signs of illness or injury was immediately sent to the camp infirmary, and their rations included three solid meals a day - but … it was just the misery, the loneliness, the isolation. Cars and trucks were frequently going by on the nearby road, and there were times he would just stand there watching as they went by, wondering what was going on in their drivers’ lives.

The other prisoners, especially those from his own unit, were helping with support and companionship, but - even with them, the only channel the barracks TV showed was some Enclave propaganda channel, Federal News Network. He and the others had taken to calling it Fake News Network when they knew the guards couldn't hear them, as its anchors and talk-show hosts repeated the same talking points his interrogators spoke with him about from curfew till lights out. The only things to read were Bibles, supposedly donated by a number of charitable and religious foundations, and a variety of Enclave newspapers.

It was hard to keep a sense of reality in the world the Enclave kept him in - the only real reliable news was from new prisoners sent in, and scuttlebutt between the guards. The channels had been relatively vague and absent on news about Texas lately, still emphasising the supposed destruction of the Alamo by the NCR. He hoped that meant good news, if the Enclave press didn’t have victories to talk up. Oftentimes he and the others were sit around after lights-out telling the old familiar stories about home and their families and what might be happening in California until they drifted off into a fitful sleep for the buglers to come round the next morning and wake them with the shrill blasts of their instruments.

Aside from that, there were some other visitors to the camp who’d come recently - people who wore dark business suits and carried badges displaying either a white star on a blue field surrounded by thin white rays, or a red cross on a white field, both of whom he’d occasionally seen speaking with the Commandant, a white-haired, high-cheekboned figure who even the guards seemed fearful of. The latter group spoke English with strange accents, or not at all. They both seemed to be inspecting the camp to make sure the prisoners were well taken care of, though why Taylor didn’t know. The Enclave hadn’t done anything … any of what he’d expected when he’d been taken captive. But still, it was unendurable staying here any longer trying to hold out against their vision of the world, and the boredom, and the long bitter nights. I have to do this, he told himself. Can’t handle ... all this any longer. There was no other choice. He gritted his teeth - this may well be do-or-die. Not that he would regrets at this point about the latter.

He looked then at the wristband - the thin steel metal that enclosed his right wrist. They’d said it would give him agonising pain if he tried to leave, said something about “nerve induction”, but that had to be a bluff, right? Else why would they have their fence and their forcefield gate and their sentry towers around? He took a deep breath, panted, looked over the area, barely visible in the shadows of sunset. There was a hollow just by the fence over there, unnoticed so far. If he could just get there he could - it would be a tight fit, but just barely possible. He just had to be sure the guards overseeing the prisoners’ work were inattentive enough.



1400 CST, 2 March 2332

Seven Sisters, Texas


Sergeant Royez looked south with a steely look and sighed as he looked over the approach to Seven Sisters, a small town - little more than a dot on a road map, truth be told - on the leading edge of the NCR advance. The plan, so far as Royez knew, was simple - push the Enclave back into the sea at Corpus Christi, then slam down the door on their forces in the south. Two Enclave corps formations, one of their elite Marine groups amongst them, annihilated. He’d heard talk on the radio as well that Waco had fallen to NCR troops, cutting their formations at Houston and Dallas off from each other too.

But still .. he had a sense of unease.

The APC was busted, one of its wheels gone out, and he was waiting fitfully for a proper NCR mechanic to come up and service it. The PA forces were the strong right arm of the NCR Army, and his team had done pretty well of it. They hadn’t encountered Enclave forces yet though - just their friends from over the sea. Soldiers in olive-tan who didn’t speak English but their own, harsh language - Germans. That a world existed outside North America had been an academic reality at best for the NCR’s people for many decades. Royez still remembered the taunts he’d gotten at middle school for not being from the “Core Region”. Would staying in Baja have been better? Still, it was the poorest state in the NCR for a reason, and papa had no real other options.

Of course, the very term itself varied based on who you asked. Ask a Phoenixer and the Core was California; ask a Redding gold miner and the Core was Socal; ask an Angeleno and the Core was Shady Sands; ask a man from Shady and the Core was Whitney Heights. “New California” was a new official term being introduced, he’d heard in the paper, but any sensible guy just said “Cali”. But still, at any rate - Royez fought to get his train of thought back in order - the presence of troops from Europe fighting alongside the Enclave was something he’d never seen before. They still fought and died like any other soldier though. That was the deal. But still, the lack of Enclave troops in the field, and in this area worried Royez. They were obviously holding back, waiting for something, preparing some kind of plan. Still, that was above his paygrade. He had his orders, and they were to take this little hamlet.

He sat back and gritted his teeth. Something was wrong here, but he wasn’t sure what. He kept a close eye as he took point, leading his squad in the approach to the town.
 

Paladin Wulfen

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Ch. 28 snippets:

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18:00 EST, February 26, 2332

Point Lookout POW Camp, Maryland


Sergeant Donald Taylor was sick of this place. Their work hadn’t been cut short on account of the snow - the endless digging holes and filling them back in, breaking rocks with shovels, etc., and the only concession to the frost and snow the NCR PoWs’ Enclave captors had given them was cold weather clothing so they could keep on doing their pointless work. Not that conditions were terrible - the prison barracks were heated, any prisoner who showed signs of illness or injury was immediately sent to the camp infirmary, and their rations included three solid meals a day - but … it was just the misery, the loneliness, the isolation. Cars and trucks were frequently going by on the nearby road, and there were times he would just stand there watching as they went by, wondering what was going on in their drivers’ lives.

The other prisoners, especially those from his own unit, were helping with support and companionship, but - even with them, the only channel the barracks TV showed was some Enclave propaganda channel, Federal News Network. He and the others had taken to calling it Fake News Network when they knew the guards couldn't hear them, as its anchors and talk-show hosts repeated the same talking points his interrogators spoke with him about from curfew till lights out. The only things to read were Bibles, supposedly donated by a number of charitable and religious foundations, and a variety of Enclave newspapers.

It was hard to keep a sense of reality in the world the Enclave kept him in - the only real reliable news was from new prisoners sent in, and scuttlebutt between the guards. The channels had been relatively vague and absent on news about Texas lately, still emphasising the supposed destruction of the Alamo by the NCR. He hoped that meant good news, if the Enclave press didn’t have victories to talk up. Oftentimes he and the others were sit around after lights-out telling the old familiar stories about home and their families and what might be happening in California until they drifted off into a fitful sleep for the buglers to come round the next morning and wake them with the shrill blasts of their instruments.

Aside from that, there were some other visitors to the camp who’d come recently - people who wore dark business suits and carried badges displaying either a white star on a blue field surrounded by thin white rays, or a red cross on a white field, both of whom he’d occasionally seen speaking with the Commandant, a white-haired, high-cheekboned figure who even the guards seemed fearful of. The latter group spoke English with strange accents, or not at all. They both seemed to be inspecting the camp to make sure the prisoners were well taken care of, though why Taylor didn’t know. The Enclave hadn’t done anything … any of what he’d expected when he’d been taken captive. But still, it was unendurable staying here any longer trying to hold out against their vision of the world, and the boredom, and the long bitter nights. I have to do this, he told himself. Can’t handle ... all this any longer. There was no other choice. He gritted his teeth - this may well be do-or-die. Not that he would regrets at this point about the latter.

He looked then at the wristband - the thin steel metal that enclosed his right wrist. They’d said it would give him agonising pain if he tried to leave, said something about “nerve induction”, but that had to be a bluff, right? Else why would they have their fence and their forcefield gate and their sentry towers around? He took a deep breath, panted, looked over the area, barely visible in the shadows of sunset. There was a hollow just by the fence over there, unnoticed so far. If he could just get there he could - it would be a tight fit, but just barely possible. He just had to be sure the guards overseeing the prisoners’ work were inattentive enough.



1400 CST, 2 March 2332

Seven Sisters, Texas


Sergeant Royez looked south with a steely look and sighed as he looked over the approach to Seven Sisters, a small town - little more than a dot on a road map, truth be told - on the leading edge of the NCR advance. The plan, so far as Royez knew, was simple - push the Enclave back into the sea at Corpus Christi, then slam down the door on their forces in the south. Two Enclave corps formations, one of their elite Marine groups amongst them, annihilated. He’d heard talk on the radio as well that Waco had fallen to NCR troops, cutting their formations at Houston and Dallas off from each other too.

But still .. he had a sense of unease.

The APC was busted, one of its wheels gone out, and he was waiting fitfully for a proper NCR mechanic to come up and service it. The PA forces were the strong right arm of the NCR Army, and his team had done pretty well of it. They hadn’t encountered Enclave forces yet though - just their friends from over the sea. Soldiers in olive-tan who didn’t speak English but their own, harsh language - Germans. That a world existed outside North America had been an academic reality at best for the NCR’s people for many decades. Royez still remembered the taunts he’d gotten at middle school for not being from the “Core Region”. Would staying in Baja have been better? Still, it was the poorest state in the NCR for a reason, and papa had no real other options.

Of course, the very term itself varied based on who you asked. Ask a Phoenixer and the Core was California; ask a Redding gold miner and the Core was Socal; ask an Angeleno and the Core was Shady Sands; ask a man from Shady and the Core was Whitney Heights. “New California” was a new official term being introduced, he’d heard in the paper, but any sensible guy just said “Cali”. But still, at any rate - Royez fought to get his train of thought back in order - the presence of troops from Europe fighting alongside the Enclave was something he’d never seen before. They still fought and died like any other soldier though. That was the deal. But still, the lack of Enclave troops in the field, and in this area worried Royez. They were obviously holding back, waiting for something, preparing some kind of plan. Still, that was above his paygrade. He had his orders, and they were to take this little hamlet.

He sat back and gritted his teeth. Something was wrong here, but he wasn’t sure what. He kept a close eye as he took point, leading his squad in the approach to the town.
Uhhh I have curiosity for the Commander of the POW camp... Is some know inside FO4
 

Navarro

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Some retired officer brought back to do a bit of rear-line military work. Nobody that you'd recognise from canon.
 

Navarro

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The PM-108 Plasma Repeater (based on the M249 visually).
 

Bacle

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So I' caught up with this fix, and have to say I really like it.

I did not see anywhere, but have the NCR or Mojave BoS ever fully utilize the stuff from Vault 22?

Also, does the NCR have the LA Harbor in operation, or is it a radioactive pit? Just asking because if the NCR wanted to screw with the Enclave a bit, there might be a nice large BB hull they could retrofit sitting in LA's piers, if it's not a radioactive hulk or rusted to nothing.
 

ForeverShogo

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It's more than likely a radioactive pit. The West Coast of Fallout America was supposed to have been the hardest hit region of the entire country for no other reason than because it was the easiest for the Chinese to strike with their nukes. (Most of their nukes were supposed to be submarine launched.) LA was hit especially hard, being referred to as The Boneyard because nothing was really left standing save for the "skeletons" of the buildings.

Really, the territories that make up most of what would be the NCR should have been some of the last areas to truly recover. Especially when much of the region is a desert.

But Fallout is going to Fallout, and it doesn't help that Bethesda kind of made things stupid by continuing to advance the timeline but not really letting other regions rebuild when a lot of them should have bounced back way earlier than California ever did.
 

Navarro

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So I' caught up with this fix, and have to say I really like it.

Yeah, I've been trying to avoid the dynamic in AM where the Enclave were the clear "good guys" despite their flaws.

I did not see anywhere, but have the NCR or Mojave BoS ever fully utilize the stuff from Vault 22?

Yep, they've managed to tame the experiments there to produce faster growing, more nutritious genecrops (much like Enclave/US has from V22 data, pre-War research patents and stuff from the Institute) which is largely behind their big boom in population since FNV times. Salient Green from Big MT is also helpful especially for rations and such since it's essentially a whole meal with all required nutrients condensed and concentrated into a relatively small tablet.

Also, does the NCR have the LA Harbor in operation, or is it a radioactive pit? Just asking because if the NCR wanted to screw with the Enclave a bit, there might be a nice large BB hull they could retrofit sitting in LA's piers, if it's not a radioactive hulk or rusted to nothing.

They have BBs based on pre-War ones, yeah (and one really big one built/remodeled from a certain ship in FO2 specifically as a FU to the US/Enclave) but LA Harbour is still not as big as it was pre-War along with Dayglow/San Diego (neither is Hampton Roads FWIW).
 
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Navarro

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Really, the territories that make up most of what would be the NCR should have been some of the last areas to truly recover. Especially when much of the region is a desert.

Well, Interplay *are* based in California ... the whole NCR on closer inspection comes off as a "California Uber Alles" fantasy of America being restored by California "right this time". And yes, Core Region is apparently, an IU term lol.

But Fallout is going to Fallout, and it doesn't help that Bethesda kind of made things stupid by continuing to advance the timeline but not really letting other regions rebuild when a lot of them should have bounced back way earlier than California ever did.

Yeah, they had to come up with elaborate factors to justify it such as the Institute sabotaging every attempt at government in Boston for FO4. And of course the BOS has built an empire offscreen in FO4 but we never see into it (except for that Creation Club where it's revealed that it's pretty much already collapsed in ten years lol).
 

Bacle

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Yeah, I've been trying to avoid the dynamic in AM where the Enclave were the clear "good guys" despite their flaws.



Yep, they've managed to tame the experiments there to produce faster growing, more nutritious genecrops (much like Enclave/US has from V22 data, pre-War research patents and stuff from the Institute) which is largely behind their big boom in population since FNV times. Salient Green from Big MT is also helpful especially for rations and such since it's essentially a whole meal with all required nutrients condensed and concentrated into a relatively small tablet.



They have BBs based on pre-War ones, yeah (and one really big one built/remodeled from a certain ship in FO2 specifically as a FU to the US/Enclave) but LA Harbour is still not as big as it was pre-War along with Dayglow/San Diego (neither is Hampton Roads FWIW).
Was it ever stated if the Iowa survived in the Boneyard, or was it just so much more rusted, stripped metal?
 

novussa

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i must say this is one my favorites fics started reading it when you were on spacebattles and writing the first part there. So first i love how the enclave are doing in this story and seeing how everyone is reacting to them. Moving on from there some things i must say that i find a bit lacking thought you might change that seeing your are rewriting the original part.

First off we have the railroad witch we didnt even see squat of not even deacon i thought they would at least have chapter seeing how they react to enclave and how they with synth and the railroad goals. So yeah theres that. Finally we have how you did europe i find it a bit underwelming that is baiscally the same as it is today for the most part. i mean the of everything that could have emerge here in europe after the great war so yeah. finally personally think you should have nations aligend against the enclave maybe like great khans building a great empire and forcing them work with the hated ncr would have been fun.

as i said this is one of my favorites fic and the best fallout fics i ahve read so keep going buddy looking forward to more.
 

Navarro

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First off we have the railroad witch we didnt even see squat of not even deacon i thought they would at least have chapter seeing how they react to enclave and how they with synth and the railroad goals.

Railroad will get more emphasis in the AM rewrite, which is stalled rn for a variety of reasons. I kinda did em dirty in the initial version, TBH.

So yeah theres that. Finally we have how you did europe i find it a bit underwelming that is baiscally the same as it is today for the most part.

Europe's nations have largely been "basically the same as it is today" for ... 300-500 years? There's a continuity there that just makes sense. And there have been radical changes - Italy and France have broken up, the Low Countries and Russia have practically ceased to exist, and so on.

i mean the of everything that could have emerge here in europe after the great war

What would there be? The collapse of the Euro Commonwealth would have been largely along old national lines, and I can't see the Chinese throwing a lot of nukes at the turmoil of militant groups, warlords etc. when they have the USSR and America *right there*.

finally personally think you should have nations aligend against the enclave maybe like great khans building a great empire and forcing them work with the hated ncr would have been fun.

Great Khans ... I'm sorry, I just don't see them making an empire that doesn't collapse on itself in a few decades. Much like the Mongols they were based on, they'd likely turn out to be a transitory force that wrecked a lot of shit and then fell into civil war once their ... great khan kicked the bucket.

as i said this is one of my favorites fic and the best fallout fics i ahve read so keep going buddy looking forward to more.

Glad you like it.
 
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ForeverShogo

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The entire world was supposed to have gotten fucked by the nuclear exchange, though I think it's implied that the main reason for that was that the nukes involved were typically of a lower yield that kicked up much higher amounts of radioactive fallout. So even the nations that avoided getting directly nuked could still have eaten lots of fallout carried by the wind.

And some of the member states of the European Commonwealth might have nuked each other. The Europeans were willing to nuke the Middle East over resources, and the EC is supposed to have fractured along national lines as the members turned on each other over what resource stockpiles remained in Europe.

As an aside, I recall it's actually somewhat implied that the people of the Commonwealth fucked up the attempt at forming a government all on their own. They were just using the Institute as a scapegoat and the Institute didn't really give a shit because it had lost all faith in the Commonwealth by that point.
 

Navarro

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The entire world was supposed to have gotten fucked by the nuclear exchange, though I think it's implied that the main reason for that was that the nukes involved were typically of a lower yield that kicked up much higher amounts of radioactive fallout. So even the nations that avoided getting directly nuked could still have eaten lots of fallout carried by the wind.

Speaking of Europe, I'd agree that I presented it as not having enough an, ahem, glow-up. So here's the new map!

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Ch. 28 steadily going forward BTW.
 

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