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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 18, 2011 15:40:58 GMT -5
Nick grabbed a gun from one of the downed guards and waited for one of the guards to come on by. Instantly he saw the word "Respect" in the butt of the AK47 that the guard had. He shot the guard in the chest and went over to him. "This is mine, mother f**ker." Nick said as he stomped on the guard's head. He grabbed the gun and headed around another corner.
He waited until one of the guards found the body. More of his gear on this guard. The guard was wearing his Dragon Skin body armor and his tactical belt. He snuck up on the guard and didn't give him a chance to move before he pulled the trigger. He took the gear before running off again.
He headed towards the room full of lockers where the guards kept the prisoners' clothing. A quick kick opened the locked door. At each locker he shot the lock before opening them. He found his stuff in the fourth one he opened. The bullet tore a hole in his jacket. He let out a quick curse before he pulled his clothes over the clothing he was currently wearing. "Now for my pistol." as he headed back out to the rest of the prison.
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Post by Mikey on Jan 19, 2011 5:50:47 GMT -5
“Yes, but I had hoped not to use it.” Scott said to Hypatia. He continued to move through the corridors. The guards were more concerned with the gunfire behind them than the relatively silent pair moving through the corridors.
They moved up a ramp, signaling to Scott that they were no longer underground. There was too much to go through from here. They’d have to make their own way out. Scott reached into his backpack and pulled out a can of what looked like unmarked shaving cream. He held it close to the wall, holding down the button at the top and making a rectangle shape on the well. He then grabbed a small pin with a block at the end, pushing a few buttons on it and sticking it into the paste.
“Go.” He said calmly, giving the Russian a gentle push toward the way they had come, around a corner. When he got there Scott crouched down and waited.
“When it goes off, I figure we have thirty seconds to get over that wall before the guards coordinate.” He said. The blast echoed through the prison, the section of wall collapsing and creating a door to the outside, to the yard.
“Go!” He yelled, raising his voice for the first time. It was another indicator that they had limited time to get the hell out of here.
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Post by soldier on Jan 19, 2011 12:48:30 GMT -5
Guards came running towards Andrew and fired one in his throat, the other in his chest cavity. The gun clicked empty as he walked over to one of them and picked up a Mossburg 12 guage shot gun. He made his way back into the hall way nick came through, as Andrew stopped nick making his way out of the locker room, after that little intrudion with Hang man. and ruining his plans for escape. "If we are getting out of here, then we need to set these guys free, I'll buy us alot of time we need to get out of here." He ran into the locker room and gotten his tactical gear on minus his helmet, after that he had to make his way to the Armory side which was locked by an old lock. With the remaining strength he had to kick the door in. He looked for his P90 and M9, but was thrown off guard by the exsplosion with in the camp. "What the hell?"
As soon the wall was cleared out the way, Hypatia ran as fast as he could to the wall with Scott, which they had to climb. He drop to the ground, leaning on the wall taking a look at the woods ahead of them. It was good it wasn't night time, jungle cats would of been one problem. He looked at his shoulders amd notice there was a gun shot wound. His wounds that he had after the fight and now wasn't slowing him down. He looked at Scott. "which way?" He asked. as bullets started to rittle the wall, Hypatia had to yank Scott away from in coming round that was shooting throw the wall towards his head.
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Post by Mikey on Jan 20, 2011 15:38:38 GMT -5
“That way.” Scott said, pointing toward the South with his handgun, reaching into a pocket with his other hand. He withdrew two grenades, holding his handgun under his arm while he yanked the two pins off the grenades. Tossing them up and over the wall, he took off in a sprint after the Russian.
A few small explosions were heard, the flash grenades dazing the guards in the yard for a few moments. Just long enough for Hypatia and Scott to disappear into the jungle. It probably wouldn’t be long before they were found. These guys knew the lay of the land very well, but the pair would be gone before they could even mobalize a search party.
His thoughts went to the prisoners of the place, about his promises to get them out to one or two. He hadn’t actually lied. He had said he would leave the way open. As it was there was a huge hole in the wall of the prison. Anyone who wanted it bad enough could get out. Not to mention the huge commotion he’d set off. Half the guards would be busy quelling the upcoming riot.
He could already hear the chopper blades. They were air bourn. Fishing the radio out of his pack as he ran, he keyed it.
“We are inbound on the landing zone. ETA eight minutes, be ready.” He said.
“Roger that.” A voice came. They continued to run, the blades growing quieter as the helicopter doubled back to the landing zone. For the reason that it was too far away from the prison for the guards to get a visual.
“Straight.” He told Hypatia.
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Post by soldier on Jan 23, 2011 7:48:54 GMT -5
Hypatia ran stright as told, he jumped over logs and threw small streams. he could see the chopper in bound. His ticket home. Scott kept up with him for sure. once they got there. Hypatia crouched and covered the path they ran from. The area was secured, and they had enough time before a search party started to gather if it ever did that is. the prisoners were probably starting an uprising right about now. Alec would probably wanna talk to him to once they got back to whatever base they had up and running. last time he saw him, he was doing prep talks about bringing Umbrella back. if anything had changed over his two years here, it would of been that.
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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 23, 2011 14:42:09 GMT -5
Nick looked over to Andrew, "These doors open one by one so we need to grab a set of keys," he said while pointing to the downed guards, "arm these men, and take this place from these bastards." Nick ran over to the closest dead guard and grabbed his set of keys and went to work.
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Post by soldier on Jan 23, 2011 22:51:26 GMT -5
Andrew ushered the men out with weapons in hand. one by one. For once if felt good to be in his gear. "This Hell hold yours!" He shouted. The ransacked dead guards of their weapons, raided the armory, this place did belong to the the in mates. "Kill these motherless dogs!" he ordered. he pushed the men through.
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Post by Mikey on Jan 24, 2011 0:45:56 GMT -5
The chopper blades sounded off in the distance, and it wasn’t long before it was right on top of them. It landed in the clearing and Scott made sure to get Hypatia on first. Hopping in right after him, he took a seat and looked at the prison off in the distance. Only for a moment.
He turned back to the man in back, taking a headset from him and putting it on.
“Back to base.” He said, the pilot confirming it as they headed out of the area and to the base of the newly formed Umbrella.
(Scott and Hypatia are now in the New Umbrella Corporation HQ)
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Post by soldier on Jan 29, 2011 7:20:54 GMT -5
Andrew limbed outside from the cell block as guards came out shooting at him, He dove to the nearest cover as shots were being fired upon him "Damn, I wish I had my mask on me." His titanium mask was what kept his face protected from head shots, He took his pistol out and started to open fire on the nearest guard putting him down crying when he shot him in the groin. The next shot was at the knee cap, the guard toppled over. More shots came about at him as he took cover. This was going to be a heavy way fight out of here, finding a convoy or some sort has to be their chance of escape, or a chopper.
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Post by Dark Nomad on Jan 30, 2011 14:17:37 GMT -5
The roars from the prisoners and the guards fighting meant that a lot of them were concentrating on the wave of prisoners that were overwhelming them. The prisoners had taken guns and other weapons to kill the guards with. The guards were fighting back but were greatly outnumbered. Many of them started to run or were killed. Nick started walking among the prisoners while the last of the guards were run off or killed.
"Listen to me! Listen to me! We have this hell hole, but it means nothing if we can't leave it! They probably have men up there waiting for us to walk out! The fight to freedom will be costly and dangerous but more rewarding than anything on the face of this planet! We must fight! We must be free!" He yelled to the crowd, preparing them for battle.
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Post by soldier on Jan 31, 2011 1:32:06 GMT -5
Andrew made his way to the garage, there was some jeep in there.with a guard trying to started it up. He walked quietly, whistling a tune from a song he knew. the guard frantically try to get the car started but was having trouble. He walked up to the passenger door. " Buen dia, sir," he pointed the gun to his face. "Now, buenas noches" He had pulled the trigger repeatedly, emptying his clip. He got into the passage door, sat in it open the driver door and pushed the man's mangled face out and shifted over to the driver's seat. He placed the keys in properly and started it up. It still was in good condition, to Andrew's liking anyway. He turned it off and pocked the keys. he got out of the car then went outside. The prisoners went from freedom to hanging the guards lifeless bodies by the foot. there was also one with out a head until he looked over to his right there was a head on a pike, the look on it was gruesome as hell, but he had to admire the attitude. At last Andrew was free. So was everyone else. Even Nick. End Of RolePlay
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Post by KR0R1C on Jun 16, 2011 11:49:40 GMT -5
[Enter Dedric, and Calhoun]
The Final Wave helicopter dropped in altitude, slowly falling toward a thick mess of greenery. It hovered just over a small hole in the canopy. The pilot gave a thumbs up; signalling they were good to drop. Dedric raised is right hand pointed out the door to his right then the door to his left. The troops responded by throwing down ropes, then rapelling down them into the shadowed forest floor below. The german then looked to his American counterpart and spoke, [red]"See you below."[/red] He dropped backwards out of the heliocopter sliding at highspeed down the rope. He past from the open sky into the humid shadows of the forest. When he was a few dozen feet from the ground he tightened his grip with his left hand and pulled at the rope below the harness and rigging. When he felt he had slowed enough and was close enough to the ground he disconnected himself from he rope and free fell the remaining 6 feet. He hit the ground with his pistol in his hand.
The tropic forest was shaded but felt nearly like a sauna. The humidity made the air thick and hot. Wildlife could be heard all around. The only thought running through his mind now was, [red]"What is Ander wanting us to do here?"[/red]. He hoped he would be getting their directions soon.
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Post by Big Boss, Lord of Light on Jun 18, 2011 9:12:05 GMT -5
Calhoun and the rest of the troops repelled behind Dedric. Calhoun hit the ground, weapon raised as he scanned the surroundings. It was still all too familiar. The humidity, the sun, the forest, all an old war he had fought once before.
"Looks devoid of any sort of hostiles....other than the wildlife." Calhoun remarked, as he took a standing position. As the group regained their proper footing, their radios began to crackle.
"Attention my cruel, invincible gentlemen, your mission is to search the tropics for an old comrade of mine, an old acquaintance if you will." Ander's voice hummed over the line. "Dr. Henry Forester and an old contingent of the USS have encamped themselves in the forest and begun to try and revive the old ways. Find them....judge them....and execute them. That is all." Ander said as the line went dead.
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Post by KR0R1C on Jun 22, 2011 7:22:59 GMT -5
That was all Dedric needed to hear, he then pointed to one of the soldiers they'd brought with them. [red]"You. Take point.[/red] Then looking to the rest of the team, [red]"Everyone else follow close. We are moving South. Calhoun and I will bring up the rear. Stop well before any man made structures."[/red] The group fell in line, and began cutting a thin path through the forest. Going off Anders' orders they didnt have much of a heading but guessing by the path of the helicopter as it came in their target would likely be south. If not they'd run till they hit a road, path, or something of the sort that could give them an idea of where to go.
Dedric would slow down a bit to get next to the American. [red]"So Commander. Ever visited the wonderful land of South America before now?"[/red]
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Post by Big Boss, Lord of Light on Jun 24, 2011 14:27:41 GMT -5
Calhoun moved along with the troops as Dedric paced himself beside him.
"So Commander," the German said, as they moved through the forest, "ever visisted the wonderful land of South America before now?"
"Yes...many times." Calhoun answered slowly. "I have traversed many battlefields in my time....many times have I and our brother soldiers faced down our brothers in combat. It was here that I learned an important lesson of war, comrade.
"War knows not family, knows not friends, war cares nothing of the trivialities of man, it grinds us all up equally. War, comrade, is the great equalizer."
Ander's voice came once again over their radios.
"You are approaching their encampment by my readings....use caution....and I will hopefully speak with you again."
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