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Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 17, 2009, 05:18:23 pm »((Placeholder))
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Posted by: CrazyHobo« on: August 17, 2009, 01:39:15 pm »A rather nice show Vik is watching: survivors get ripped apart by ordinary reds.
The guy, with the revolver heroically tried to save his comrade, only to get pinned down to the ground by 3 reds. Ravaged. That's what happens, when you stop moving. Zeds will eventually gather so many numbers, that they will cover all exits and swarm you. After the zeds have left, Vik transcends back into the empty city, occasionally killing the zeds, that get in his way. Nastya's is not far from here. Just a 5 hour walk. Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!« on: August 17, 2009, 01:28:20 pm »As James sat sifting through the paperwork a Cliath came through the door, he looked rather out of breath, he saluted and said "Sir, We have Gunfire in the distance, no reports of our men involved sir!" James looked blankly at him for a moment Surly Viktor or Nathan have not gotten themselves into a gun battle or attracted a large horde.. "Very well, we will let the scout teams handle it as they see fit, dismissed" The Cliath saluted once more "Yes Sir!" then he left the room.
What the **** is going on around here recently? James went back to the paperwork absent mindedly All these clans can't be working together, it makes no sense, they would never be able to organise as a group the way our Empire did... Posted by: CrazyHobo« on: August 17, 2009, 01:23:56 pm »No matter who is shooting in the near area, it's no longer territory of Fenrir's Fangs, so it shouldn't be a problem for Vik or the others.
Then he hears another series of shots behind him. These were in the longarm zones. Now that's definetly FF territory, but the recon team can handle it. God bless fire escapes - muttered to himself Vik, after getting on the roof of an appartment complex nearby, to get a better view of the shots. 7 survivors fighting reds. Vik is looking at them thourgh his binoculars. No clan tags. No colors. Just mesh armour on them. 1 with an AK, 3 with SMG's, 2 with hunting shotguns, last guy is with a revolver. Must be an ordinary group of looters. Vik is sitting there, waiting. Waiting for them to die. Posted by: Meldon« on: August 17, 2009, 01:17:32 pm »"Be sure to radio me ANYTHING out of the ordinary." NAthan repeated for the umpteenth time into the radio, because every other time he did, someone said "Oh yeah, we saw *BLANK* a block back..." And he would facepalm and mutter some curses into the radio. Never anything that needed immediate attention, usually just a dead Ascending Dawn soldier who thought he was tougher than he really was or a busted-up gun with another clan's logo on it that looks like it's been sitting there since the first month of the outbreak, definately not recent.
Nathan bent down to check the ID tag of a Project Lazarus corpse and take his arms and ammunition (I hate these bastards...) when he heard his radio blare. "Sir, we've got gunfire. Automatic weapons, and a lot of them." "Roger that. Get closer, check it out, then report back to me. DO NOT get spotted, and DO NOT engage unless they shoot first." 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." |
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