When they heard the mention of Vertibirds the merchants sprang into action.  The woman at "A Quick Fix", a chem shop, grabbed a bag full of stim packs and med-x, along with an assortment of other chems.  The weapons merchant, Flak, opened up a chest and pulled out several hunting rifles and several boxes of ammo and gave them to Shrapnel to hand out.  The others moved the makeshift barricades into position.  After handing out rifles and ammo, Flak grabbed a set of Talon Company armor and threw a set of normal combat armor to Shrapnel.  Just as the others finished moving the barricades and Flak and Shrapnel finished putting on their armor, the Enclave started to enter the marketplace, only to be shot by the BoS member that was waiting for them.

"Enclave?  Hell no.  I know what'll stop them." Flak said, and grabbed a Fat Man from under a table.

"I would advise against that, sir." said Mr. Smarty, "as a miniature nuclear explosion would likely compromise the structural integrity of this vessel."

"Yeah, you're right, it might." he responded.  He put it back and instead grabbed a Chinese assault rifle from the chest, throwing Shrapnel a combat shotgun.  "Nice call Mr. Roboto."

"It's Mr. Smarty," he replied, then headed for the barricade at the front of the market with the others.  Mr. Smarty even managed to cause some damage to their armor, though the one who seemed to be doing the most damage out of the merchants was the junk dealer, Seagrave, with his railway rifle.  When they started to get overwhelmed, however, they started to retreat.  Seagrave fired one last time, pinning a man's wrist to the wall, and ran away.

They met Father Clifford, carrying a 10mm pistol and a medical kit, and Diego, carrying a 10mm submachine gun on the way and together they made there way to the lab.  Mr. Smarty barely got inside before they closed the door and set off an EMP.  While it caused some minor disruptions to his systems, it caused him no permanent damage.

When they left the lab, Seagrave examined the armor of the first dead Enclave soldier they came across.  "Damn, I was hoping to salvage some parts from them."

"As was I" said Mr. Smarty.  "Perhaps there are a few useful parts left in them, though," he said, though he doubted it.