That changed the day she found the tape.
Nora fired. The rounds pinged off his chest plate. He didn't flinch. She backpedaled, trying to get to the elevator she'd seen in the corner. He was faster than anything that size had a right to be. His fist caught her in the shoulder, and she heard her collarbone snap. She flew backward, crashing through a table of surgical tools. fallout 4 wolfenstein mod
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. That changed the day she found the tape
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. He didn't flinch