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HOLOTAPE DESIGNATION: VINDEX FIELD RECORD 02

RECORDED BY: INITIATE DANIEL RICE

DATE: OCTOBER 9, 2287

TIME SINCE PREVIOUS RECORDING: APPROXIMATELY TEN HOURS

LOCATION: UNIDENTIFIED SETTLEMENT, NORTHWESTERN COMMONWEALTH

AUDIO QUALITY: MODERATE

[The recording begins with a soft mechanical click. Music and low conversation can be heard through the floorboards, accompanied by the occasional clink of glass. The wooden frame of a bed creaks as Daniel shifts his weight.]

[He breathes carefully through his teeth.]

Initiate Daniel Rice. Eastern Brotherhood of Steel.

Recon Squad Vindex.

Field record two.

It has been approximately ten hours since my previous log at the crash site.

[He clears his throat, then coughs several times. The movement causes the bed to creak sharply.]

I left the wreckage once I was certain there was nothing more I could do for the others.

Before departing, I recovered everything I could reasonably carry. Most of the squad’s ammunition was destroyed in the crash or expended during the attack.

I recovered two Brotherhood laser rifles. Both are functional, though one has damage to the focusing assembly.

I also recovered two 10mm pistols.

Ammunition is limited. A few fusion cells between both rifles and less than two full magazines of 10mm rounds.

I took identification tags, medical supplies, spare power cells, basic tools and whatever field equipment had survived the fire.

Everything else was scuttled.

Weapons were disabled. Terminals and communications equipment were destroyed. Anything bearing sensitive Brotherhood information was burned or damaged beyond use.

The Vertibird’s remaining systems were already close to total failure, but I made certain there was nothing useful left for the attackers to recover.

[A chair scrapes across the floor in the room below. Someone laughs loudly before being hushed by another patron.]

I travelled south for approximately two hours.

Under normal conditions, the distance would have taken less time.

These are not normal conditions.

[He pauses. His breathing becomes shallow.]

My ribs are badly bruised. Possibly fractured. My left shoulder is swollen, and the wound along my side reopened twice while moving.

The extra equipment did not help.

But leaving Brotherhood weapons behind was not an option.

After two hours, I discovered a Vault-Tec installation designated Vault 111.

The exterior appeared abandoned.

The primary access lift was locked down, and I could not determine whether the vault was occupied or what purpose it originally served.

I found no active security personnel, no surface maintenance crew and no recent transmissions.

There were signs of old structures nearby, but little evidence of current habitation around the entrance itself.

I have marked the location for possible salvage and future investigation.

I did not attempt to force entry.

Without Foster, opening a sealed Vault-Tec facility alone would have been reckless.

[The bed creaks again as Daniel adjusts his position. He exhales sharply in pain.]

The vault entrance is positioned on elevated ground.

From the lift platform, near the edge of the cliff, I could see a settlement below.

Not ruins.

A functioning town.

Lights. Smoke from chimneys. People moving between buildings. Defensive positions around the perimeter.

The settlement appeared busy and had reliable electrical power.

I followed the path down from the vault.

Two armed guards stopped me before I reached the town proper. Both raised their weapons and demanded identification and intent.

I identified myself as a Brotherhood Initiate and stated that I was searching for missing Brotherhood personnel.

They did not appear familiar with our ranks, but they understood the name.

Once I made it clear that I was not there to threaten the settlement or seize supplies, they allowed me through.

They warned me that their Minutemen garrison is stretched thin.

Several buildings are currently infested with bloodbugs, including the settlement clinic. The guards implied that the insects have been nesting inside the upper floors and attacking anyone attempting to clear them.

The garrison has been unable to spare enough personnel to remove them.

[Footsteps pass outside Daniel’s room. He falls silent until they fade down the corridor.]

I am recording this from a rented room above what appears to be the settlement’s bar.

I traded one of the recovered 10mm pistols for several days’ use of the room, food and access to clean water.

Given the pistol’s condition and the lack of ammunition, the exchange was acceptable.

That leaves me with one sidearm and the two laser rifles.

[He shifts again. The mattress springs strain beneath him.]

The town doctor visited shortly after I arrived.

He cleaned the wound in my side, wrapped my ribs and treated several burns I had not noticed.

He refused payment.

I will need to repay him somehow.

Brotherhood personnel are not permitted to exploit civilians, particularly those who provide medical aid without obligation.

The bloodbug infestation may provide an opportunity to settle that debt once I can move properly.

While entering the settlement, I observed a building marked with Brotherhood symbols.

The insignia appeared genuine, though faded and damaged.

I could not investigate it immediately.

I will inspect the building once I am capable of standing without nearly collapsing.

It may be connected to one of the missing reconnaissance squads.

At first light, or as soon as my condition allows, I also intend to meet with the sergeant commanding the Minutemen garrison.

He may have information regarding Brotherhood activity in the region, unusual technology or organised hostile groups operating northwest of the settlement.

[Daniel takes a slow breath. His voice lowers.]

I am still operational.

Barely.

The mission remains active.

I will investigate the Brotherhood-marked structure, speak with the Minutemen commander and gather whatever information this settlement can provide regarding Recon Squads Artemis and Gladius.

[Music downstairs briefly grows louder as a door opens, then fades again.]

Initiate Daniel Rice.

Recon Squad Vindex.

Signing out.

[The recording continues for several seconds. Daniel can be heard lowering himself back onto the bed, followed by a pained gasp and the slow creaking of the wooden frame.]

[Recording terminated.]

HOLOTAPE DESIGNATION: VINDEX FIELD RECORD 02

RECORDED BY: INITIATE DANIEL RICE

DATE: OCTOBER 9, 2287

TIME SINCE PREVIOUS RECORDING: APPROXIMATELY TEN HOURS

LOCATION: UNIDENTIFIED SETTLEMENT, NORTHWESTERN COMMONWEALTH

AUDIO QUALITY: MODERATE

[The recording begins with a soft mechanical click. Music and low conversation can be heard through the floorboards, accompanied by the occasional clink of glass. The wooden frame of a bed creaks as Daniel shifts his weight.]

[He breathes carefully through his teeth.]

Initiate Daniel Rice. Eastern Brotherhood of Steel.

Recon Squad Vindex.

Field record two.

It has been approximately ten hours since my previous log at the crash site.

[He clears his throat, then coughs several times. The movement causes the bed to creak sharply.]

I left the wreckage once I was certain there was nothing more I could do for the others.

Before departing, I recovered everything I could reasonably carry. Most of the squad’s ammunition was destroyed in the crash or expended during the attack.

I recovered two Brotherhood laser rifles. Both are functional, though one has damage to the focusing assembly.

I also recovered two 10mm pistols.

Ammunition is limited. A few fusion cells between both rifles and less than two full magazines of 10mm rounds.

I took identification tags, medical supplies, spare power cells, basic tools and whatever field equipment had survived the fire.

Everything else was scuttled.

Weapons were disabled. Terminals and communications equipment were destroyed. Anything bearing sensitive Brotherhood information was burned or damaged beyond use.

The Vertibird’s remaining systems were already close to total failure, but I made certain there was nothing useful left for the attackers to recover.

[A chair scrapes across the floor in the room below. Someone laughs loudly before being hushed by another patron.]

I travelled south for approximately two hours.

Under normal conditions, the distance would have taken less time.

These are not normal conditions.

[He pauses. His breathing becomes shallow.]

My ribs are badly bruised. Possibly fractured. My left shoulder is swollen, and the wound along my side reopened twice while moving.

The extra equipment did not help.

But leaving Brotherhood weapons behind was not an option.

After two hours, I discovered a Vault-Tec installation designated Vault 111.

The exterior appeared abandoned.

The primary access lift was locked down, and I could not determine whether the vault was occupied or what purpose it originally served.

I found no active security personnel, no surface maintenance crew and no recent transmissions.

There were signs of old structures nearby, but little evidence of current habitation around the entrance itself.

I have marked the location for possible salvage and future investigation.

I did not attempt to force entry.

Without Foster, opening a sealed Vault-Tec facility alone would have been reckless.

[The bed creaks again as Daniel adjusts his position. He exhales sharply in pain.]

The vault entrance is positioned on elevated ground.

From the lift platform, near the edge of the cliff, I could see a settlement below.

Not ruins.

A functioning town.

Lights. Smoke from chimneys. People moving between buildings. Defensive positions around the perimeter.

The settlement appeared busy and had reliable electrical power.

I followed the path down from the vault.

Two armed guards stopped me before I reached the town proper. Both raised their weapons and demanded identification and intent.

I identified myself as a Brotherhood Initiate and stated that I was searching for missing Brotherhood personnel.

They did not appear familiar with our ranks, but they understood the name.

Once I made it clear that I was not there to threaten the settlement or seize supplies, they allowed me through.

They warned me that their Minutemen garrison is stretched thin.

Several buildings are currently infested with bloodbugs, including the settlement clinic. The guards implied that the insects have been nesting inside the upper floors and attacking anyone attempting to clear them.

The garrison has been unable to spare enough personnel to remove them.

[Footsteps pass outside Daniel’s room. He falls silent until they fade down the corridor.]

I am recording this from a rented room above what appears to be the settlement’s bar.

I traded one of the recovered 10mm pistols for several days’ use of the room, food and access to clean water.

Given the pistol’s condition and the lack of ammunition, the exchange was acceptable.

That leaves me with one sidearm and the two laser rifles.

[He shifts again. The mattress springs strain beneath him.]

The town doctor visited shortly after I arrived.

He cleaned the wound in my side, wrapped my ribs and treated several burns I had not noticed.

He refused payment.

I will need to repay him somehow.

Brotherhood personnel are not permitted to exploit civilians, particularly those who provide medical aid without obligation.

The bloodbug infestation may provide an opportunity to settle that debt once I can move properly.

While entering the settlement, I observed a building marked with Brotherhood symbols.

The insignia appeared genuine, though faded and damaged.

I could not investigate it immediately.

I will inspect the building once I am capable of standing without nearly collapsing.

It may be connected to one of the missing reconnaissance squads.

At first light, or as soon as my condition allows, I also intend to meet with the sergeant commanding the Minutemen garrison.

He may have information regarding Brotherhood activity in the region, unusual technology or organised hostile groups operating northwest of the settlement.

[Daniel takes a slow breath. His voice lowers.]

I am still operational.

Barely.

The mission remains active.

I will investigate the Brotherhood-marked structure, speak with the Minutemen commander and gather whatever information this settlement can provide regarding Recon Squads Artemis and Gladius.

[Music downstairs briefly grows louder as a door opens, then fades again.]

Initiate Daniel Rice.

Recon Squad Vindex.

Signing out.

[The recording continues for several seconds. Daniel can be heard lowering himself back onto the bed, followed by a pained gasp and the slow creaking of the wooden frame.]

[Recording terminated.]

Brotherhood of Steel Mission Brief

Unit: Recon Squad Vindex

Deployment Date: October 1st, 2287

Operational Area: The Commonwealth

Approach Route: Northwestern Commonwealth, avoiding the Glowing Sea

Mission Objective

Recon Squad Vindex was dispatched from the Capital Wasteland to investigate the loss of contact with the Brotherhood’s two previous Commonwealth expeditions: Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius and restablish contact or determine reason for loss there of

HOLOTAPE DESIGNATION: VINDEX FIELD RECORD 03

RECORDED BY: INITIATE DANIEL RICE

DATE: OCTOBER 9, 2287

LOCATION: NORTHWESTERN COMMONWEALTH

AUDIO QUALITY: SEVERELY DEGRADED

[The recording begins with a burst of static. Wind moves across the microphone. Somewhere nearby, metal creaks beneath intense heat. A warning alarm sounds faintly in the background.]

[Several seconds of strained breathing.]

Initiate Daniel Rice… Eastern Brotherhood of Steel.

Recon Squad Vindex.

[He coughs heavily, struggling to catch his breath.]

I’ve transmitted this message across every Brotherhood frequency and every open channel I could reach.

I doubt it matters.

Our communications array is damaged, and I don’t know how far the signal is carrying. Maybe nobody’s listening. Maybe this never leaves the crash site.

[A sharp inhale. He coughs again.]

So I’m recording this for the official record.

Recon Squad Vindex successfully reached the Commonwealth. Our mission was to locate the two previous Brotherhood reconnaissance teams sent into this region—Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius—and determine their current status.

If they were still operational, we were to establish contact.

If they weren’t…

[Brief silence. Fire crackles behind him.]

We were supposed to find out what happened to them.

We followed the assigned approach route and avoided the irradiated region identified in previous reports as the “Glowing Sea.” Knight Turner brought us into the Commonwealth from the northwest.

Everything was proceeding according to plan.

Then the complications started.

[Daniel takes several shallow breaths.]

We were hit without warning.

Rocket strike against the Vertibird. I counted two detonations—one near the starboard engine and another beneath the rear fuselage.

Paladin Cole ordered Turner to put us on the ground immediately.

Although…

[A weak, humourless breath that almost becomes a laugh.]

It seemed that was already where we were going.

Turner fought the controls for as long as he could. I remember the engine screaming. Warning lights everywhere. Foster shouting something from the co-pilot’s seat.

Then we hit.

Hard.

[Several seconds pass. Daniel coughs violently.]

The Vertibird was destroyed on impact. Most of our equipment and supplies were lost with it. The fuel lines ruptured, and the aircraft was already burning by the time I regained consciousness.

Knight Michael Turner was killed on impact.

He never left the pilot’s seat.

Field Scribe Thomas Foster…

[Daniel stops, breathing unevenly.]

The tough old bastard climbed out of the burning co-pilot’s compartment himself. His side of the Vertibird took the worst of the impact. I don’t know how he was still moving.

Paladin Cole was badly injured, but he was standing. His power armour had been compromised along the left side, and several internal systems had failed.

Knight Mitchell survived as well. Her T-60’s left leg actuator was heavily damaged. She could barely move without dragging the entire leg behind her.

I thought the crash was the worst of it.

I was wrong.

[A distant metallic pop is followed by another warning tone.]

They came out of the trees and surrounded the wreckage.

I don’t know who they were. Raiders, mercenaries… something else. Their equipment was too organised for ordinary scavengers, and they knew exactly where we had fallen.

Whoever they were, it was clear they hadn’t come for the Vertibird.

They wanted us dead.

They opened fire before issuing any demands.

Paladin Cole took the rear position. He was already bleeding inside his armour, but he stayed on his feet and tried to organise the defence.

Mitchell, Foster and I held the front.

[His voice shakes.]

Foster was the first to fall.

He was trying to reach the emergency transmitter. He had to leave cover to get to it, and he was too exposed.

They cut him down before he reached the wreckage.

I tried to move towards him, but Mitchell pulled me back.

She said he was gone.

[Daniel coughs and draws a trembling breath.]

Paladin Cole eliminated the attackers coming from the rear. All of them.

But his injuries were too severe.

When I reached him, he was slumped against the inside of the Vertibird. His armour had locked around him. There was blood beneath the seals, and his fusion core was beginning to overheat.

The core is still inside the wreckage.

It’s entering meltdown slowly. I don’t know how much time I have before containment fails.

[A low mechanical alarm continues beneath his words.]

Mitchell and I were the only ones left.

She could barely walk, but she held the line.

We killed enough of them that the survivors finally withdrew into the woods. I don’t know whether they were retreating or just waiting for another opportunity.

Mitchell kept putting herself between me and their fire.

Every time they had a clear shot at me, she stepped into it.

Her armour took everything.

When the shooting stopped, she remained standing for several seconds.

Then she collapsed.

[Daniel’s breathing becomes ragged. There is a long pause before he continues.]

I tried to open the armour.

The release mechanism wouldn’t respond. The chest plate had fused shut, and the frame was completely locked.

I tried the manual release.

I tried cutting through the seals.

I tried everything Foster taught me.

She was still alive when I reached her.

I could hear her breathing inside the helmet.

Then…

[His voice breaks. Another long silence follows.]

Then I couldn’t.

They’re all gone.

Turner. Foster. Paladin Cole. Knight Mitchell.

It’s just me now.

[Daniel breathes slowly, forcing his voice to steady.]

But the mission remains active.

I will locate Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius. I will determine what happened to them, and I will recover whatever Brotherhood personnel, intelligence and technology remain.

I will honour my duty.

I will complete the mission for them.

[A distant sound causes Daniel to stop. Fabric and equipment shift as he appears to raise his weapon.]

The mission will be completed.

Initiate Daniel Rice…

Recon Squad Vindex…

Signing out.

[The recording continues for six seconds. Daniel’s strained breathing remains audible, along with the rising warning from the Vertibird’s fusion core.]

[Recording terminated.]

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Brotherhood of Steel Mission Brief

Unit: Recon Squad Vindex

Deployment Date: October 1st, 2287

Operational Area: The Commonwealth

Approach Route: Northwestern Commonwealth, avoiding the Glowing Sea

Mission Objective

Recon Squad Vindex was dispatched from the Capital Wasteland to investigate the loss of contact with the Brotherhood’s two previous Commonwealth expeditions: Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius and restablish contact or determine reason for loss there of

HOLOTAPE DESIGNATION: VINDEX FIELD RECORD 03

RECORDED BY: INITIATE DANIEL RICE

DATE: OCTOBER 9, 2287

LOCATION: NORTHWESTERN COMMONWEALTH

AUDIO QUALITY: SEVERELY DEGRADED

[The recording begins with a burst of static. Wind moves across the microphone. Somewhere nearby, metal creaks beneath intense heat. A warning alarm sounds faintly in the background.]

[Several seconds of strained breathing.]

Initiate Daniel Rice… Eastern Brotherhood of Steel.

Recon Squad Vindex.

[He coughs heavily, struggling to catch his breath.]

I’ve transmitted this message across every Brotherhood frequency and every open channel I could reach.

I doubt it matters.

Our communications array is damaged, and I don’t know how far the signal is carrying. Maybe nobody’s listening. Maybe this never leaves the crash site.

[A sharp inhale. He coughs again.]

So I’m recording this for the official record.

Recon Squad Vindex successfully reached the Commonwealth. Our mission was to locate the two previous Brotherhood reconnaissance teams sent into this region—Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius—and determine their current status.

If they were still operational, we were to establish contact.

If they weren’t…

[Brief silence. Fire crackles behind him.]

We were supposed to find out what happened to them.

We followed the assigned approach route and avoided the irradiated region identified in previous reports as the “Glowing Sea.” Knight Turner brought us into the Commonwealth from the northwest.

Everything was proceeding according to plan.

Then the complications started.

[Daniel takes several shallow breaths.]

We were hit without warning.

Rocket strike against the Vertibird. I counted two detonations—one near the starboard engine and another beneath the rear fuselage.

Paladin Cole ordered Turner to put us on the ground immediately.

Although…

[A weak, humourless breath that almost becomes a laugh.]

It seemed that was already where we were going.

Turner fought the controls for as long as he could. I remember the engine screaming. Warning lights everywhere. Foster shouting something from the co-pilot’s seat.

Then we hit.

Hard.

[Several seconds pass. Daniel coughs violently.]

The Vertibird was destroyed on impact. Most of our equipment and supplies were lost with it. The fuel lines ruptured, and the aircraft was already burning by the time I regained consciousness.

Knight Michael Turner was killed on impact.

He never left the pilot’s seat.

Field Scribe Thomas Foster…

[Daniel stops, breathing unevenly.]

The tough old bastard climbed out of the burning co-pilot’s compartment himself. His side of the Vertibird took the worst of the impact. I don’t know how he was still moving.

Paladin Cole was badly injured, but he was standing. His power armour had been compromised along the left side, and several internal systems had failed.

Knight Mitchell survived as well. Her T-60’s left leg actuator was heavily damaged. She could barely move without dragging the entire leg behind her.

I thought the crash was the worst of it.

I was wrong.

[A distant metallic pop is followed by another warning tone.]

They came out of the trees and surrounded the wreckage.

I don’t know who they were. Raiders, mercenaries… something else. Their equipment was too organised for ordinary scavengers, and they knew exactly where we had fallen.

Whoever they were, it was clear they hadn’t come for the Vertibird.

They wanted us dead.

They opened fire before issuing any demands.

Paladin Cole took the rear position. He was already bleeding inside his armour, but he stayed on his feet and tried to organise the defence.

Mitchell, Foster and I held the front.

[His voice shakes.]

Foster was the first to fall.

He was trying to reach the emergency transmitter. He had to leave cover to get to it, and he was too exposed.

They cut him down before he reached the wreckage.

I tried to move towards him, but Mitchell pulled me back.

She said he was gone.

[Daniel coughs and draws a trembling breath.]

Paladin Cole eliminated the attackers coming from the rear. All of them.

But his injuries were too severe.

When I reached him, he was slumped against the inside of the Vertibird. His armour had locked around him. There was blood beneath the seals, and his fusion core was beginning to overheat.

The core is still inside the wreckage.

It’s entering meltdown slowly. I don’t know how much time I have before containment fails.

[A low mechanical alarm continues beneath his words.]

Mitchell and I were the only ones left.

She could barely walk, but she held the line.

We killed enough of them that the survivors finally withdrew into the woods. I don’t know whether they were retreating or just waiting for another opportunity.

Mitchell kept putting herself between me and their fire.

Every time they had a clear shot at me, she stepped into it.

Her armour took everything.

When the shooting stopped, she remained standing for several seconds.

Then she collapsed.

[Daniel’s breathing becomes ragged. There is a long pause before he continues.]

I tried to open the armour.

The release mechanism wouldn’t respond. The chest plate had fused shut, and the frame was completely locked.

I tried the manual release.

I tried cutting through the seals.

I tried everything Foster taught me.

She was still alive when I reached her.

I could hear her breathing inside the helmet.

Then…

[His voice breaks. Another long silence follows.]

Then I couldn’t.

They’re all gone.

Turner. Foster. Paladin Cole. Knight Mitchell.

It’s just me now.

[Daniel breathes slowly, forcing his voice to steady.]

But the mission remains active.

I will locate Recon Squad Artemis and Recon Squad Gladius. I will determine what happened to them, and I will recover whatever Brotherhood personnel, intelligence and technology remain.

I will honour my duty.

I will complete the mission for them.

[A distant sound causes Daniel to stop. Fabric and equipment shift as he appears to raise his weapon.]

The mission will be completed.

Initiate Daniel Rice…

Recon Squad Vindex…

Signing out.

[The recording continues for six seconds. Daniel’s strained breathing remains audible, along with the rising warning from the Vertibird’s fusion core.]

[Recording terminated.]

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Hello brothers and sisters of steel. I am currently working on a fallout 4 enclave facility run by an AI, these are two ive build but im unsure which is best or maybe a combination of the tw. Would love some feedback and ideas.