Been helluva  few days!  
Got the T-60 power armor up and running which was been nice in the nuke zones since it's so much better at filtering out radiation.  T-51b is still superior in all  other aspects but still; nice to not get fried.
That being said, I'm still incomplete on my T-45d.  I'm close but not quite which is a damn shame; I love that armor.  I fought all the way through Alaska in it and then some.  It's where I feel at home.  Soon... I can feel it.
Now, the real news.  I managed to link up with both Optio Campbell and Vexillarian Dralzen.  This is fucking huge.  We have a significant part of our chain of command back together.  Word on the street is that Tesserarian Kolya is out there still.  He's the last piece to the puzzle...
So my work has taken to me a Free States bunker where I stumbled across some scorched detection network.  I guess the scorched beasts have a unique radiation signature that can actually be detected.  There's far more moving pieces than I initially understood.  This goes as far back to the Responders and then all of the way to the Brotherhood.  I think they were all working together and I'm pretty sure they were super close at getting this shit figured out.  I just don't know what ultimately happened to them.  I think if I keep pushing through what Abbie left behind I might be on to something.
We'll find out.  Like I said, helluva a few days but it's been so great finding those whom survived.  Just a few more to go...

Don't have a lot of time so keeping it short today.  
Got to take the T-51b out for a real test drive about five seconds after I finished repairs on it.  Fissure site prime got nuked and out came a scorchbeast queen, as always.  Goddam things are endless, it seems.

700 fusion cells, 12 rockets, 5 plasma grenades, and I don't even know how many .308 rounds later and she was dead.  Only two other wastelanders there with me.  Smallest group I've seen tackle a queen.
Got my C.A.M.P. structurally and essential complete.  Nice to have a real bed to sleep in again.  My tent wasn't bad but it just ain't the same.  Man, the view is really something.
Little trophy photo attached.

Took the plunge today and relocated my C.A.M.P..  The original monorail site I chose didn't work out, unfortunately.  That pylon was too unstable.  I walked the track east a bit more and found a better section of track and began construction.
Can't believe I actually ran out of wood!  Got a lot of the hard work done.  Just a few decisions left to make regarding some structural stuff and then on to some interior decorating.
In major news, I helped take down two scorchbeast queens today.  Makes a guy wonder how many of those things are out there.  Still hard to believe, and terrifying to know, that other wastelanders are out there launching nukes.  Still.
I kinda get it and have put enough of the Firebreathers' and Brotherhood's story together to get a picture of what they were attempting to do.  I get that the nukes lure out the scorchbeasts and controlling the fight is what matters with those things but still; something really damn weird about the world being destroyed by nukes and then a little slice of dirt being saved by nuking itself.  
In super major news, I finally scavenged everything I need for a working set of T-51b.  Reminds me of my Army days.  My set is functional but absolutely beat to shit.  I've gotten good at maintaining the T-45d and, of course, the T-60, but the T-51b is the most complex.  Kinda realized how badly I took for granted all those armorers, warrant officers, and a working logistical supply chain and shit.  Man, keeping myself in fusion cells has been such a pain in the ass...
Appalachia is getting a little easier to live in and I no longer spend every second terrified of the next absurdly mutated monster.  That reminds me, I saw a fucking megasloth today.  And not even a normal one; a glowing one.  That was fucking weird.
And in the most major news Vexillarian Odin and myself actually linked up with Carian Dragonsoul.  He had been off the grid for a long time up near Vault 94 but finally picked up our beacon.
It's strange how everyone has been popping out of random vaults.  Seems that most everyone I come across got thawed out sooner than I did or even grew up in a vault. 
Eh, whatever.  I gotta roll; need to get crackin' on that T-51b.