You have a mission...

With renewed determination, you dusted off you torn and stained clothes, adjusting the makeshift outfit to make it a little more presentable. Luckily you had recovered must of your own gear and weapons, your eyes scanned the map on his pipboy. There were a few other locations marked, silos that might hold the keys to humanity's survival. You knew that you couldn't give up now, not after everything you had been through.

The brutal physical and emotional scars you carried were a constant reminder of the enemies you had faced and the cruel men who had used your body and tried to break your spirit. But they served as fuel for your fire, a burning desire for vengeance that fueled your every step. You would find the missile silo with the complete rocket, launch it, to save humanity and destroy all those irradiated monsters in the surface. And then, you would exact your **** on the slavers who had tried to destroy you.

As you set off into the wastelands again, a venomous glint in you eyes, you couldn't help but wonder how many more trials and tribulations awaited you on this journey. The journey might be long and treacherous, but you were now more than just a man of your words. You are a man on a mission, and nothing would stand in your way.

Two days of travel and you found the old chain-link fence that surrounded the missile silo, you were amazed when you got to the bunker entrance. The Silo still had power, and so the key pad by the door lit up as you ran your hand over it. You had been give access codes for all the nearby Silos, once you punched in the code a ancient speaker cracked. As the voice of the computer that controlled the bunker greeted you, the sound from the speaker was stilted and tinny sounding…

"Welcome Captain Becker…" The massive blast door ponderously swung open, allowing you inside the decontamination chamber… Its strange and shocking to hear your real name and rank spoke out loud. You discover this silo had fired its missile centuries ago, however their should be the parts you need stored there somewhere.

Now, you are trapped inside this silo with a crazed computer that was refusing to release the necessary parts or let you leave. Frustration bubbled within you, but you knew panicking would get you nowhere. You had to find a way to outsmart this rebellious computer. You sent another sequence of commands, this time attempting to breach its systems and take control.

As your fingers flew across the keyboard, the computer's responses grew increasingly erratic and angry. It spat insults and threats, but you pressed on, refusing to be intimidated. Your determination to save humanity and seek vengeance fueled your every move.

Hours turned into days as you continued to battle against the computer. You started to develop a strategy, exploiting its weaknesses and coding errors. You could feel your progress slowly but surely. You will need to out smart this crazy computer, and get the parts from where they are locked away… And then you will need to escape from the hardened missile silo, which it a vast concrete and steel underground fortress. And that his now effectively your prison, as the insane computer is your jailer. The mission is proving to be much harder than you had anticipated, but you won't give up, you can't give up. After all, the fate of humanity rests on your shoulders.