The robot you have scavenged from a nearby military base stands amidst your makeshift base, motionless. This particular one has been perfectly preserved years after the nuclear fallout, with not a single part of it touched by rust. The vaguely feminine-looking android turns her head to you. The visor on her faceplate lights up, luminescing red. She speaks in a robotic, synthesized voice

ACTIVATION OF ASSAULTRON MODEL X-069 COMPLETED. THIS UNIT IS EXPECTING YOUR ORDERS.