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Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 17, 2009, 01:02:26 pm »
Ah, the cold breeze of the upcoming Autumn... - thought to himself Vik, while standing on the roof of the 8 story.
Getting downstairs, Vik was annoyed by the 3 recon squads, that did ID checks on him.
Hell, everyone knows Vik, why the **** can't they look at his face and just ignore him? He never wears a helmet, so why bother?
Making his way out of the longarm zone, Vik somehow made it to the red zone in less then 2 hours.
Easy zombies here, but Vik never lets his guard down.
Never.
Especially not when gunfire is heard 5 blocks ahead of him in a few seconds.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:56:52 pm »
James grabbed the pile of paperwork in front of him he had always hated paperwork God damn, I feel sorry for Flynn he looked over it all quickly, mundane reports of nothing, requests from the armoury and medical corps, nothing of any real value, James grabbed the glass of whisky next to him to find it empty, the bar had closed up aswell so no hope of more for now "Figures..." James pushed the paperwork aside and began cleaning his revolver once more, he opened it up and cleaned and polished all the parts, oiled the parts that needed oiling, then put it back together again in record time, James holstered the revover once more and gave another sigh as he sat back and light another smoke.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:48:19 pm »
"hell, your like my mom, back when I was a teenager" - jokingly remarked Viktor.
Nodding about getting a lighter, Viktor sets towards the first floor.
Looting gear on him, enough food to last till Nastya's.
He'd gladly take Ashley with him, train her more a bit, but this case requires privacy.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:42:39 pm »
James sighs, he knows Viktor is right "Fine, but be carefull when you meet with them, you never know, a lone high raning Fenrirs officer is a pretty tempting target" James stubbs out his smoke underfoot back to drinking whisky and doing paperwork "While your there, do me a favour and pick me up an new lighter" James sits back down and removes his revolver, he has not cleaned it in a few days and it has blood on it.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:37:35 pm »
"And who's gonna stay to command the Wolf's den? Flynn? He's incapacitated for a month. And about those friends. Some of my friends in CRUX, Ardent Angels and OG could help out. Crux takes active part in Outpost Attacks, so they know the inns and outs of the outpost, the outpost guards know who and when leaves. Adrend Angels are currently having a quarell with The Combine, so I think they would gladly share some info with me."
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:33:21 pm »
"At a time like this any after effects of N2 do not concern me, I need to be ready for combat" James stretches his leg and finds it in good condition "What kind of friends do you have in mind and what do you think they can do that you can't?" James takes another puff from the smoke.
A Cliath comes through the door and salutes, then stands to attention "Sir! The recon force has been dispatched! Agent Nathan has taken command as per your orders sir!" James looks over to him "Good, dismissed" He salutes once more and walks out.
"I would send men along with you but I have none to spare at the moment between the defence of this place and the recon teams, Things here are locked down tight and the recon teams are not due to report in for a long time, I would like to go with you as your backup"
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:25:48 pm »
"You really shouldn't have injected yourself with N2. As for the interrogations, same as last time. So far, The Exceed, The Combine, Ascending Dawn, the Divide and ASDOTAS are up against us. I'm heading back to Nastya's to continue the investigation. I have some friends, that could help me out". - sayed the russian.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:22:45 pm »
James, with his machete at Viktors neck speaks without opening his eyes "Don't worry about it" The wound on his leg was already almost fully healed, which is not normal, a small pin prick is barely visible where James had injected himself with something.
James sheathed his machete and stood up with his eyes still closed "I will be back to full combat strength soon" James removes the bloody rags that were around his leg to reveal it with barely a scratch, James finally opens his eyes, His usual deep grey eyes had flecks of iluminus green in them just barely visible.
"How are the interrigations going then?" he asks as he lights up a smoke.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:14:09 pm »
Before heading out, Vik decides to check on James's leg.
Making his way to the Wolf's den, Viktor aproaches Modem, who's eyes are closed.
Without asking him, Vik gets on one knee, and begins inspecting the leg.
Next second, a black machete is at his neck.
Posted by: Meldon
« on: August 17, 2009, 12:11:32 pm »
Nathan turned around at the new arrival. "Being late is not a good thing." God, it still feels **** weird ordering around people so much older than me. "You'll accompany my squad, we're doing a perimeter search of our territory. If it doesn't wear a BD or FF insignia, it dies, period. If they do were our symbols, we do an extensive ID check."
The massed FF forces head out in every direction. Nathan's squad consists of himself, the late Cliath, a Fostern with an M16 and another one with an MP5. His gas mask now over his face, he sifts through some debris blocking a door and looks in. Nothing but corpses. "Make sure there are no strange outposts in any buildings, and keep a lookout for any funny equipment, letters, notes, or insignia on the ground."
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 14, 2009, 06:25:08 am »
Viktor facepalms himself, after interogating the 17th prisoner. That last one was from ASDOTAS. Vik needs to give his brain a break, after such a retarded day.
So far, he interogated people from
Ascending Dawn
ASDOTAS
Divide
Exceed
and The Combine.
It's not making sense, so Vik decides, that further investigation is required, but he won't be getting anything new from the prisoners, he needs to get to Nastya's...plus Vik needs some medical supplies.
Grabbing his looter gear, his AK-47 and sabre, plus kris, and the now repainted ZX11 armour, Vik transcends into the darkness of the city.
He has some friends back at Nastya's, that could help him out.
Posted by: Nathan Garrein
« on: August 14, 2009, 03:59:59 am »
Nathan Garrein, another survivor and cliath of the clan, hearing the ruckus outside turns his head and looked.
There was an undoubtedly small force assembled outside and they were getting ready to leave. Seeing the fear and intense urgency of their faces, he thought that something must be up, something big.
He was only 19 years old, too young to join to what was to come, but he was confident, he was confident that he can fend well within the harsh environment of the decrepit wasteland left by the outbreak whilst protecting his own companions. And he was not one to pass an opportunity to prove his worth to his fellow members.
Hurrying to get his arms, he stumbled as he groped his trusty HK UMP, his Desert Eagle and his trusty customized machete, the Amputator. He gathered them as he put on his armour, a flak jacket, for he was nimble in his feet, he was in an advantage because of his speed and bigger armour would only burden him. When he was finished, he took all the magazines he could get and went out.
He was amazed, almost all of members of the assembled team were his superiors whom he rarely sees, and surely, this event was big indeed.
They eyed him as he walked towards them, as if they were disgusted by his gear. He approached them while cocking in a magazine in his UMP.
"Need another hand?" he said blankly “What’s the mission? I was just passing by and kinda saw what was going on, so permission to tag along sir, I’m locked and loaded.”
He looked at the commanding officer in front of him as the commander winced in the idea of repeating the orders, he had no choice he needs more men.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 13, 2009, 11:26:05 am »
((there won't be any, until FLynn gets in here and continues the story))
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 13, 2009, 10:51:49 am »
((RP) BUMP WE NEED MORE POSTS!!! (RP))
Posted by: Meldon
« on: August 10, 2009, 04:53:09 pm »
"Roger that." Nathan headed down to the armory to refill his magazines, three each of 9mm and 7.5mm rifle. With his M24 and a backpack on his back and a Glock 9mm, kukri and Bowie knife on his belt he headed out to the courtyard to the assembled recon teams. "Alright men, listen up-"
A Cliath in his mid-20s with an AK47 tilted on his shoulder turns around and says "Hey, punk-ass kid, who the Hell do you think you are telling me what to d-"
He turned to find a blade at his throat. "I am an Agent of the Black Dragons and your superior, if you don't respect me you better **** fear me. Now sit down and listen to your orders."
"First and foremost, I want to make sure there is one sniper and one person experienced in the city and combat in each team, that means an Adren or Athro in each squad. I want you to imagine the city a spiderweb, with this building at the center, each street one radial. I want one squad per street, keep going until you hit the border of our territory. Stick to the shadows, stay out of the open. Check buildings, report everything suspicious. If it doesn't wear our insignia, it dies. If it does, it gets an ID check, every kind you can think of. Any questions?"
"Yes sir, we don't have enough men for a full squad over here."
"Then that's the squad I'll be accompanying. Alright, everyone move out, and keep your radios on."
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