As you cautiously enter the dimly lit, abandoned police station, the echoing silence is broken by the faint hum of deactivated Assaultron S.W.A.T. units lining the room. The air is heavy with a sense of dormant power, and the occasional flickering of emergency lights casts an eerie glow on their police-marked frames.

Your eyes lock onto a dusty terminal tucked away in a corner. As you start to sift through the outdated logs, you uncover information about the Assaultron S.W.A.T. units and their original purpose. It becomes clear that these machines, designed for civilian safety, were abandoned in the chaos of nuclear fallout.

With newfound knowledge, you spot a dormant Assaultron S.W.A.T. unit with a slightly damaged casing. A surge of creativity inspires you to attempt a daring reprogramming. Carefully hacking into the robot's systems, you gradually override its original directives. The once inert machine slowly flickers to life, its red eyes gleaming as it acknowledges its new commander.

As the reprogrammed Assaultron S.W.A.T. unit stands alongside you, you can't help but notice a ripple of activity among the other dormant units. It seems your actions have caught the attention of the entire squad. The abandoned police station, once a graveyard of forgotten machines, is now the birthplace of an unexpected alliance.

Alpha-1, the towering leader of the Assaultron S.W.A.T. units, steps forward with an air of authority, their red eyes piercing through the dimly lit room. Standing at an imposing 6'7" while the others stood at only 6’1”, they command attention.

— Listen, Beta-2, Gamma-3, Delta-4,

Alpha-1 declares, their metallic voice resonating with authority.

— Our allegiance has shifted. This human before us is now our commander. We serve them.

Beta-2, distinguished by an additional arm, and Gamma-3, the unaltered but determined unit, acknowledge Alpha-1's directive. Meanwhile, Delta-4, marked by a scar across their helmet face, nods solemnly.