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Post by Mikey on Apr 1, 2009 19:47:40 GMT -5
Samuel, with his right side againt the wall, was busy doing a last minute check on his weapons. He had put a new drum in his Ultimax, leaving one half empty one and two full ones. Along with that, he had checked to see how many rounds he had in his .44 revolver. A full six in the weapon, and probably 30 in reserve. He really wished they'd have been able to stop off for ammo some time ago.
"Ready." Samuel said to Watson as soon as he had slid his revolver back in his holster and raised his Ultimax. Watson breeched the door, and the team piled in and secured the room in a matter of seconds. "Clear" was echoed from the lips of every one of the TFP soldiers, and each went to their designated areas. Watson's team for the most part stayed spread out, and Middleton's took off out the window to reach the streets.
"What now?" Samuel asked, thinking a good idea would be to go through the building and spread the large team out a bit between two squads.
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Post by Doctor Stein on Apr 2, 2009 6:35:58 GMT -5
Emma looked at the man who seemed to be annoyed about the way she had spoken to him. She looked at Ken and nodded him to stop aiming at the three. "We obviously got started with the wrong foot" Emma said after the man had finished. "But you must realize that it is dangerous to wander around here so lightly armed" she continued with almost motherly way. Ken checked the hallway and the room. "It seems that these three can at least shoot" Ken joked when he saw the dead zombie lying on the ground.
Emma didn't really know should she say who they were working for. "We are working for BSAA" She started. "I am Major Wallace and this here is Major Richards" She said and pointed at Ken. "And it is Ma'am to you" Emma finished.
"Wallace, Richards, come in" Burton's voiced said trough the radio. "We are here" Emma said. "The mission has been called off, we are to move to the rendezvous point ASAP" Burton continued. "What?" Ken said to the radio. "You heard me, i and Williamson are waiting you on the first floor" Burton sounded serious. "But what about the survivors?" Emma asked. "Command said that they are being taken care off" Burton said. "We can't leave them here, it is our duty to bring them home!" Emma almost shouted to the radio. "Major Wallace, you do as you are told to!" Burton's voiced commanded. "Sir, we can't leave them like this, there is room in the copter for them, there is only three of them" Emma argued. "We will not discuss this, Major Wallace!" Burton said. "S***" Emma said. "Emma, you heard him we need to go" Ken said. "This is not what i signed for, we can't leave now" Emma said.
She didn't know what to do and sat down on the floor leaning towards the wall.
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Post by aceshigh on Apr 2, 2009 15:24:00 GMT -5
After hearing the Major's words in response to her commanding officer, the three looked at each other. "Major, could you excuse us for a second?" Cam said, and the three walked a couple paces away from Major Wallace and Major Richards. "Ok guys, we need a new gameplan because despite how good things could've been with our new friends, it looks like they're heading out and we're going to be on our own again very soon. Any suggestions?" Cam said.
"I think that we should just leave now and forget whatever has gone on here, they aren't helping us any longer, and despite how nice Major Wallace may be, I still don't trust the other one." Mac said, turning his head slightly to take a quick glance at Major Richards.
"Well, we obviously have no reason to stay here anymore Cam, I have to accept that if my friends aren't somewhere safe, then they've probably been taken by now." Sam said, lowering her head and staring at her feet. "All we can hope for right now is that this is as much excitement as we're going to get, I've only got 13 rounds left you know, not going to last long if we're attacked en masse."
"Good point Sam... well we may as well talk to Major Wallace one last time before they abandon us, though that is a rather harsh way of putting it, it's not their fault." Cam said, and they walked back to the two majors to debrief one last time. "Major Wallace... where is your heli landing, by chance?"
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Post by thegunny on Apr 3, 2009 18:55:12 GMT -5
OOC: Mikey, God mod the situation as you see fit.
Middleton growled
2nd fireteam, stay on the fire escape. 1st fireteam, your going ground-level. You will then proceed the next 105 yards to that two level red-brick, two front-windowed cafe with the big green sign and blue words. 2nd fireteam will cover. When 1st fireteam has arrived on objective, they will cover 2nd fireteam to the cafe. 1st fireteam, I'm with you.
First fireteam started to head down the fire escape, all the while seeing what they were getting into. Typical post-outbreak city street with a traffic jam, multiple hostiles wandering around, abandoned shops and buildings all around, gorey and bloody scenes of violence, and a place where an apparent police stand-off was made in an attempt to deal with a growing "riot". Except in this case there was also a national guards truck, although there wasn't enough evidence to say the national guard had been killed off. Evidence seemed to suggest more they'd fallen back and abandoned the truck. They may be able to use it later... it was near the cafe and out of the traffic jam, and it was a biga** 5 ton truck, so it'd be very useful to them.
Watson was on point. Then Samuel. Then Middleton. Then the last two riflemen.
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Post by Bishop Morse on Apr 4, 2009 12:16:02 GMT -5
Bishop flew around a short area just for a little while, making sure everything was clear and looking for a good place to set the chopper down. He saw a large building that had some sort of glass cube looking thing in front of it. It didn't look like many of the other buildings, but it seemed familiar. He flew a bit lower so he could see what it was. He could read the words NATIONAL AIR AND SPACE MUSEUM clearly and he started to laugh. "How appropriate he thought to himself.
It was a flat topped building split into 4 raised sections. He landed on one with no ventalation units or people. that he could see. He slowly put the chopper down onto the building, and with a sudden jolt it was on the roof. He began to power down the system.
Hey guys, i set the chopper down on top of the Air and Space Museum, help me conserve energy and it'll draw less attention to what were doin. Need me just give a haller and i'll be ready to go. Bishop said into the radio to the team.
He stepped outside the chopper with his MP5A5 slung around his neck and a Dr. Pepper in hand. He checked for roof access points. The only one he found was locked from the inside, which was perfect for him, and there was a ladder to his section of the roof, but its not like anyone was around to use it.
He walked back to the chopper and leaned on it, with his head set on in case he had a call for assistance.
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Post by Mikey on Apr 8, 2009 5:51:18 GMT -5
As soon as first squad was seperated from second, taking the long way down through the building, Middleton growled out. "We're making a pit stop." He said. "Few floors down, got an FBI agents apartment. Inside is his computer. The Big Three want it because of some sensitive info he has." Middleton said, laying out the orders and plan all at once. He didnt need to add anything about killing anything they saw or something of that manner. It went without saying.
The five man team made their way down the stairs of the building and reached the proper floor. Problem was, they didnt know what room it was. Middleton, always ready to replace intelligence with manpower, ordered the team into two groups to search the floor. Watson and Winters in one, he and the other riflemen in the other.
Watson and Winters made their way to the east side of the building, ever alert for any signs of movment. It wasnt long before they heard the voices of several people. They both stacked against the wall and relayed a plan back and forth with hand signals and jerks of their heads.
The plan was set, a simple one at that. Pop out from cover, surprise the people, check for hostiles, and eliminate threats. They both exited cover, protected by high grade body armor and armed with some of the best weapons issued in the world today, they aimed at the people. Samuel "Sasquatch" Winters yelled out a simple order. "Freeze! Weapons down!"
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Post by aceshigh on Apr 8, 2009 16:51:23 GMT -5
Hearing it again didn't shock the group as much as the first time, but it sure put Cam off. "Awww f**k, not again, what is with this city? I know it's infected but when did it become so populated with living people? Ok you 2, you heard him, we may as well put the guns down this time, no need to push our luck a second time." He said as he began kneeling to place his weapon on the floor of the hallway, Sam and Mac following his lead.
"Hey Cam, how much longer do you think we're going to have to put up with this s***?" Mac said, obviously a little ticked as well.
"I don't know Mac, but we may as well play along with these guys so as to keep ourselves and our 2 majors out of danger, even though I'm sure they are more than capable of helping themselves." Cam turned to face where the voice had come from. "So are you guys BSAA too? Because we've already met a couple of your friends here, so we don't mean you any harm, we're just trying to get out of this freaking city. In all fairness is it ok I ask we keep our guns in our hands? You know so we can defend ourselves from the undead if necessary?"
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Post by thegunny on Apr 9, 2009 22:51:49 GMT -5
Watson shook his head, staring at the two curiously as he shuffled from having his M468 CQB 10.5" carbine out, to pulling out his Serbus super shorty 870 loaded with .00 buckshot.
No, U.S military. Task force pantheon, specifically. BSAA? What're they doing here?
Watson shot a glance at Sasquatch, and said
Yeah, sure. Keep your firearms. Point it at us and you'll be swiss cheese in a moment though.
The T.F.P's protocol that survivors that have not shown hostility can keep their firearms for protection is very easily overrided. The T.F.P stressed very much about that, since they would only accept the civilians right to self defense as long as it didn't start overtly endangering their troops. That also meant that they always initially assumed that the people they were encountering did not deserve the right to self defense--- that was a right that had to be earned, and was always being called into question. That was how the world and war worked. Watson keyed his radio and said into his mike
Sarge, we got several armed civilians here. Kids. They've seem to have encountered BSAA operatives on their way here before. They're also looking for evac.
Middleton growled back into his headset, bussing in Watson's ear
Civilians don't get evaced until our mission is accomplished. For now, that means get that f**king laptop. Its unfortunate, it may possibly add to those dissidents, but we have no choice. Find out what you can from them about the B.S.A.A agents, offer them a ride with us out of the city when we're able to leave if they're willing to tag along with us, and thats it. If they don't want to come with us from start to finish, offer to let them tag along until we get somewhere we can drop them off at.
Watson looked at Sasquatch, and then looked at the kids. Sam had just heard all of that, but he wasn't going to do the talking. He was going to look like the muscle there, Watson'll do the talking
Alright. We wish we were here to rescue civilians, but we're not. Thats another units job. But we still are willing to help you as much as we can. We didn't bring spare rifles this time unfortunately, so we can't help you there. But we do know we're getting exfil'd as soon as we finish our mission via helicopter... and that we have gunship support right now. You can come with us, either all the way out or until we find somewhere safer that you can stay. Its your call. However, I would like to hear how your encounter with the BSAA agents went...
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Post by Mikey on Apr 10, 2009 3:18:59 GMT -5
Samuel "Sasquatch" Winters stood by Watson, playing the role of the stoic and rear guard. Last thing they wanted was to get surprised by some f**king maggot breeder with no tongue to serve as a warning. But, so far the halls all looked clear. Either the kids or the BSAA grunts had taken care of everything.
He stayed silent thoughout Watsons breifing of sorts to the kids. He knew the game. The average looking guy was the 'good guy'. Average height and weight, face open to be seen by anyone and create a sort of human to human bond. The other guy, Samuel, was the giant brute. Seven feet tall and change, 300 pounds of muscle, face covered with a balaclava and eyes covered with a pair of sunglasses. He was comepletely covered and completely cut off from the world. And to boot, he was holding a monster of a weapon that looked like, and could, cap off several hundred rounds per minute. He was the 'bad guy' who only talked when he was shouting orders of surrender or threats.
He tapped Watson on the shoulder and bent down to wisper in his ear.
"No time for chit chat. We need to move, BSAA or not. Tell them to mobalize or stay here." Samuel said, and started to check the rooms around them for the laptop. This building wasnt huge, just tall. Ten rooms per floor, maybe. With all of them, it'd take a matter of ten minutes. If that.
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Post by aceshigh on Apr 10, 2009 14:01:52 GMT -5
Cam took stock of the situation, he didn't know what was going on but there was something wrong with how mentioning the two Majors being BSAA was a red flag for the TFP people. He didn't want to endanger their lives but seeing as the hallway was only so small and the handguns vs. shotguns and machine guns had suicide written all over it, plus they probably had body armour and possibly someone on point who would kill them regardless before they knew that person was there. He looked at the "good" guy who was doing all the talking and decided to respond in a way to get them out of there and avoid any trouble.
"Well maybe they were BSAA, I mean they told us just after we had capped our first zombie, so the head rush might have garbled the message. As far as rifles go, if you guys know of a store nearby then we'll go there to restock because I'm the only one of the three of us who has anything bigger that a handgun, and that's my .303 Lee Enfield out in the truck outside. I understand that since this is a hostile environment we are in that you guys won't trust us lowly citizens when compared to your vastly superior military training so trusting us with firearms is one thing, but we're not about to just follow around a bunch of you guys, we just want to get out of DC, we don't want to bring the fight to the undead or anything, we just want to go HOME!"
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Post by Bishop Morse on Apr 10, 2009 22:52:21 GMT -5
Bishop walked around on the roof he was on a little bit. He was about a mile away from where the squad was. He was just walking around on the raised section of the roof with a can of Dr. Pepper in his hand. He walked to the edge of the roof and looked down towards the lower roof, to which there was no access to his point. He peered over the edge and there was a zombie looking up at him raising his hands towards him. Bishop guessed that he had gotten on the roof to get help and get away from the zombies, but he was probably bit before he got to the roof.
Bishop set the can down, aimed his MP5A5 downward towards the zombie man, and pulled the trigger. A burst of 4 rounds came spilling out and stuck the zombie and it fell. He picked his can back up and as he did he heard his com set activate. It was Watson talking about some civilians they found. It was the sergeants response that Bishop was happy with, since he always hated picking up civilians. More often then not one was infected and didn’t tell anyone, and they died on the chopper and that would just be hell.
Hey Watson, whats that I’m hearin about civilians over there. Whats goin on over there. Bishop asked into his headset. He hated not knowing what was going on, since things that happened when he didn’t know usually tended to be a hazard for him. He walked back over to the chopper and leaned on it waiting for a response.
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Post by thegunny on Apr 11, 2009 13:32:11 GMT -5
Instead of Watson responding, Middleton did
Middleton to Vulture. How does evacuating civilians while we continue our mission sound? Over.
Watson figured Middleton was thinking about gathering up civilians in the town real quick, evacuating them just to get rid of them, and then continue on. It would alleviate a bit of the headache, and would go well with the T.F.P's mission statement and would help generate more to hold over congress' heads to keep the funds going. Watson stayed silent and instead put fingers to his head, trying to make a silent signal he was listening to the radio, and shot a sideways glance at Mikey. They weren't told BSAA was supposed to be here. Watson wondered what the BSAA was here for. Middleton's gonna s**t himself if they end up being here for the same thing they are... d**n government, the left hand has no idea what the right hand is doing. Watson made a mental note to try and figure out what the BSAA were here for(the Task force was uneasy about the BSAA... merely because it was associated with the Global Pharmaceutical Consortium. 1), "pharmaceutical" is in the name. Two, there is a "the consortium" on the T.F.P's hitlist because of its affiliation with Umbrella and unsavory factions of the world. 3), many of those companies were probably involved with Umbrella one way or another, or may be similar to that company.... hell, they might even be clones of that company.Watson said to Sasquatch
Check these rooms around us for that laptop. I'll watch these kids.
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Post by Bishop Morse on Apr 11, 2009 13:54:43 GMT -5
Bishop suddenly felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. He hated picking up civilians, because they didn’t know a damn thing about procedure and always wound up causing more trouble then they were worth. He opened up the door the chopper and sat down inside. Not to good, but the Vulture’s always good for a pick up. Where might I be finding these civilians and where would I be dropping said civilians off...over Bishop said starting up the pre-flight sequence on the chopper. He wasn’t really big on the idea, but he had his methods of protecting himself from unexpected issues. He waited for a response from Middleton. If it had been Watson who asked that he might have said “hell no” but Middleton was that guy you just didn’t say no too.
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Post by thegunny on Apr 11, 2009 17:37:45 GMT -5
Middleton quickly shot back
Evac point at this moment unknown. When we get enough civilians to make the evac worth while, drop them off at fort belvoir. Stand by. Time frame unknown for now. Watson, Sasquatch! Get those civilians to 2nd fireteam.
Watson looked at Sasquatch and said
Sasquatch, take point.
Then he turned and said to the civvies
if you want out, we'll get you out, after we find more civilians to evacuate to make it worth the rotorjockeys time. If your coming, come on.
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Post by aceshigh on Apr 11, 2009 19:31:29 GMT -5
"if you want out, we'll get you out, after we find more civilians to evacuate to make it worth the rotorjockeys time. If your coming, come on." The soldier said, and Cam had to make some quick decisions here.
He turned to Sam and Mac, then he motioned they should turn around and talk it over. "If you gentlemen would give us a couple moments to talk this over and we'll get back to you on that. Ok come here guys." He said as the three walked away.
Sam spoke first. "No, just no. This isn't necessarily a trust thing, but at the same time it is, I don't want to be looked down upon by a bunch of butch soldiers because I don't have as much training as they, I preferred the two Majors that came by, I think we should go find them and stick with them, despite the fact that they won't give us a ride and these guys will. We will most likely get stuck with a bunch of regular people who are scared half to death, don't know how to survive, use guns or anything. No Cam, we're not going with them." "Well that pretty much settles it, but we may as well hear what Mac has to say as well, well Mac?" "I dunno, yeah I did prefer the two Brits more but in all seriousness, we're probably better off on our own than being with any of them." "Ok so we're going to go our own way then? We're not going with these guys but what about our two BSAA friends?" "I say we go join them, and stick with them until the end and if we're rejected then fine, we'll find our own way home." Sam said, turning to go give their answer. "Ok I think that covers it then, eh Mac?" "f**kin' eh Cam, let's go back to our two British majors." Mac said with a grin on his face.
With that, the three returned to the soldiers waiting somewhat patiently.
"We're thankful for the offer, but we will have to decline I'm afraid, we will go on our own, and if we so happen to come across another team of yours, we may meet again, but for now we will go our own way."
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