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Post by leon13 on Jan 15, 2011 16:47:26 GMT -5
Brandon hears the mans orders and says "hey watch where your pointing that thing"Brandon walks forward a littel more steppin on branches and rocks. looking around for any hostiles who might be in the area "so are you gonna let me inside or not!?" Brandon hears something from behind him and he knows he need's to get inside because something is following him.
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Post by Kruger on Jan 15, 2011 17:24:11 GMT -5
Kruger studied the man and lowered the rifle. "Quick get inside before anything that was following you catches up with you." he said as he started to open the door. He looked at into the smoke fill air and then back at him.
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Post by leon13 on Jan 15, 2011 18:11:01 GMT -5
Brandon"got it" Brandon walked inside and kruger closed the door Brandon looks and kruger examining him. Brandon your bsaa correct?... status report Kruger Brandon salutes the man. I have been sent to investigate what caused the new outbreak in raccoon city and i need all the info i can get. So i need you to tell me everything you know about the new outbreak for military purposes.
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Post by Kruger on Jan 15, 2011 19:11:40 GMT -5
Kruger looked at him. "Well just look its a hell hole. Radical extrimist groups doing full scale war. Infected running around everywhere. On top of it we got this new group running about. At first thought I it was another extremist group but on further examination they had the Umbrella logo on them. So I think there is something big going on." he said while looking out the windows. He then walked over to a desk and pulled the chair out. He sat down and kicked his feet up ontop of the dusty desk. His boots where scatched and blood covered. A sign as his work out in the field.
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Post by leon13 on Jan 15, 2011 19:21:04 GMT -5
Brandon heard the words kruger spoke but he dident beilive it. Brandon thought to himself what umbrella i thought they were finished.Brandon just simply couldent beilive it but he knew if that it's really umbrella they might have Crystal. So Brandon spoke Brandon"The umbrella logo are you sure kruger!?"
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Post by Kruger on Jan 15, 2011 19:36:37 GMT -5
"Yeah in pretty sure just don't have a lead as to where they are coming from. Their logo is a bit different though. It is an all white Umbrella logo." he said looking up at the ceiling. "They wear blue camouflage and carry state of the art weaponory. As far as I can tell it looks like Umbrella." He got out of the chair and stood up. "The only Umbrella facility that I know that is close to this area are ruins out in the Arklay mountains. That is a trecherous journey. I only seen them dropped off by helicopter several times and they have mostly been coming by vehicles." he said. He grabbed his Sig and walked up to the door. He then peeked out and shut it again.
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Post by leon13 on Jan 15, 2011 19:44:16 GMT -5
Brandon thought to himself Umbrella ruins maybe thats where Crystal is being kept. He needed to get there now so Brandon spoke. "How do i get to the arklay mountains kruger i need to get to that umbrella base!!"
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Post by Kruger on Jan 15, 2011 21:32:14 GMT -5
"Well I can take you out to the ruins but then I got to continue work here in the city" Kruger said. He grabbed a key ring off the table. "Im ready if your ready."
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Post by leon13 on Jan 15, 2011 21:41:31 GMT -5
"Im ready lets go!!" [Brandon and Kruger are now at the arklay mountains]
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Amphibian
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Post by Amphibian on Feb 4, 2015 2:00:57 GMT -5
Darren Knight; 2012; Location Undisclosed The room was dark, and damp. There was a little bit of light, the source of the light was the swinging lamp. It made a creaking sound as it swung back and forth. Darren opened is eyes, revealing a small table and a second chair. Beyond the table and chair was a door. It looked like the small window on the door was covered. Darren tried to remember how he got there but he couldn't recall. It was all a haze, Darren was on a patrol in Afghanistan. There were explosions and then everything went black. Darren tried to move and realized that he could not, he had been immobilized. Whoever that captured him had the technology to remove the Cerberus Armor. The door began to creak and there was a blinding light. Darren closed one eye to try to compensate for the light, he kept one eye open to see what hid behind the door. There was a man wearing desert fatigues armed with an AK-47 guarding the door. Another man came into view and stepped into the room closing the door behind him. In his hand was manila folder. The folder said "Raccoon City; 1998", the man dropped the file on the table and turned the chair around. After turning the chair, he sat down and cleared his throat. "Darren Knight, you were a Marine, correct?" He asked. Darren didn't answer him, just stared into the man's eye. The man chuckled, and cracked a smile. He shrugged his shoulders, and stood up. He made his way around the table and punched Darren in his jaw. "It's okay son, I just need to know about your involvement in the Raccoon City event. I know that your were fresh out of training and mobilized to the 573rd Search and Rescue battalion to extract the VIP's (Very Important Personnel) from Raccoon City. I just need a detailed description of the events that occurred in Raccoon City while you were there."
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Post by KR0R1C on Feb 4, 2015 2:35:55 GMT -5
Jax sat alone, wide-eyed staring at a decorative oak wall. In his mind he was still trying to rationalize what he had seen in the last 36 hours. The world had went to hell in a hand basket. He'd made his way down from his home, survived as he got to the RCPD, met people, was given orders, lost people, and now he was alone in the city hall. Last he heard more officers were supposed to be converging on the hall to cover the drop aerial drop off of Marine backup. But he hadn't seen anyone else make it yet. Living anyway.
He ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair, exhaled deeply, then got up from his stoop. He stepped over a corpse as he headed for the stair case around the corner. Without thinking he pulled the slide back on his Ruger to remind himself that he still had a round ready to go in the chamber then put the weapon in his hip holster. As he entered the stair well he removed a fire axe from an emergency station built into the wall. He crept his way up the stair cases as quietly as he could. Finally he came to the top floor, found a supply closet and slipped inside. He barricaded the door and climbed up the ladder to the roof.
The cool night air filled his lungs, but there was a hint of blood in the air. Fires burned in the streets below. Moans, groans, and the occasional scream and gunshot could be heard from every direction. Jax wasn't sure why he was carrying out his mission alone instead of trying to make it back to his home. Maybe a part of him thought that this was the only right thing left to do. He sat and leaned against an AC unit, ears straining in hopes that he would soon hear the sound of an incoming helicopter.
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Post by Amphibian on Feb 4, 2015 2:39:23 GMT -5
Darren Knight; 2012; Undisclosed Location Darren spat on the ground, the liquid that hit the ground was blood. That man was just an intelligence officer; he had one hell of a right hook. The suit wasn't there to absorb the force of the blow. How did this man know about Darren’s involvement in the Raccoon City incident? Was this man part of the CIA or what was left of the CIA? ”Give me your authentication code.” Darren said, finally breaking his silence. ”About time you asked the right question.” The man said, cracking a devious smile. He opened up the manila folder and turned his chair around to its original position. The man sat in the chair, and turned his gaze back to Darren. “My designation is Kozak and my authentication code is Sierra, Lima, 1-3-4, Niner.” Kozak said before placing his hands on his head and intertwining his fingers. That authorization code was quite familiar, that was the authentication code of the Operator’s from the CIA’s very special operations unit. These guys were the best of the best; they made Seal Team Six and Delta Force look like pansies. ”Alright,” Darren leaned forward to the point that he was face to face with Kozak. ”You let me out of these binds and I will tell you.” Kozak laughed and stood up producing a small knife and approached Darren, he reached behind Darren and cut the ropes that bound him to the chair. Kozak returned to the door and knock twice. The door opened, and two armed guards entered the room, and posted themselves in opposite corners with weapons at the low ready. Both men were sporting Colt M4 assault rifles. ”These men are here for your protection, so don’t do anything stupid. We can begin when you are ready.” 1998; CPL Darren Knight; 573rd S&A; Raccoon City Darren sat in the crew section of a Sikorsky SH-60 Seahawk. Around him were three other Marines, they were carrying a wide assortments of weapons. Each weapon suited to the role that they were assigned. Darren was carrying a MSR bolt action sniper rifle, and a Goblin PDR. (Personal Defense Rifle) ”Listen up gentlemen, I am Sargent James McPherson, I am your squad leader for this mission and you will take orders from me. We are being tasked to this hellhole to pull out a batch of VIP’s that are trapped in the City Hall, designation Sierra Hotel. Now we all have specific jobs, Corporal Knight, you will be providing over watch across the street in Bravo Hotel. Your job is to watch our asses and clear the path.”
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Post by KR0R1C on Feb 4, 2015 3:18:21 GMT -5
Fatigue was finally starting to catch up with Jax, he nodded off, his head hung at a funny angle and his jaw slack. It wasnt until the deafening sound of a military aircraft beat against his eardrums and woke him with a rush of adrenaline. He suddenly remembered what was going on, and that he didnt have the luxury of taking naps in the open. He hopped to his feet and scanned the rooftop he was on to make sure none of the walkers found their way up there. He seemed to be clear for now. But the helicopter on approach would draw a lot of attention if they didnt move quickly.
Jax started waving his hands above his head wildly, trying to signal that the chopper should drop the backup on his building. It then flew directly over his head and dropped a single trooper on the rooftop across the street.
"Frog-men musta been given the wrong address..." mumbled Jax to himself.
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Post by Amphibian on Feb 4, 2015 3:30:11 GMT -5
Darren Knight; 1998; Raccoon City; Bravo Hotel "Corporal this is your stop, we will dismount on the ground in front of Sierra Hotel. You clear us a path to the target zone, you have two mikes to get your nest set up. Go!" SGT McPherson yelled as the Seahawk began to hover a foot off the top of the building. Darren nodded and stood up and ran to the edge of the helicopter. He jumped out of the chopper and as he landed, he sprinted for the edge of the building. Quickly dropping to the ground, he flipped down the bi-pod that was attached to the front of his rifle. He placed his non firing hand on the butt stock of the rifle for added stabilization. He placed his right eye in front of the scope so that he could see the ground below him. It was worse than he thought, there were corpses everywhere, and walking dead feed on the corpses. How in the hell was one sniper going to cover his men in that kind of s*** storm? Darren didn't know how he was going to do it but he had to try. The Seahawk began to descend to the ground, and as it did the dead began to congregate as if they were attracted by the noise. Darren lined up his first shot, he was preparing to pull the trigger as two M134 Miniguns opened fire shredding zombies on both sides of the Seahawk.
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Post by KR0R1C on Feb 4, 2015 3:49:10 GMT -5
"Woah, WOAH, WOOOAAAH!!!" Jax yelled. They didnt know the rules. The more noise they make, the more walkers they attract.
Jax tried to yell across the street to the one guy the chopper dropped off. "Hey call them off! They are going to make this worse with all that noise." But he was pretty sure his voice wouldn't carry through all the noise he was trying to get them to stop. He ran back to the ladder to try going down to help them. He removed the barricade and started to open the door when walkers began pushing through. Jax fought to press the door shut again. It was no use there were too many on the other side. With a deep breath he let go of the door and lunged for the ladder.
He made it back to the roof and slammed the lid shut. "s***!" He had to get the guy across the streets attention. He pulled a police road flare from his back pocket and lit it. One more time he tried to get the Marine's attention.
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