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Post by soldier on Dec 26, 2010 6:52:00 GMT -5
Just as he was about to tell them to cut the chatter down, it was too late. Damnit, he thought. Kevin heard it as well, he thrown his sniper over his shoulder and reached for the body hammer that he had in the tool loop on his pants. He over at John then at Sherry. "Lets get back" they moved back around out of the yards. He could hear the silent thuds from john weapons. They looked down the street, about several other walked down, but most of them were converging into the back yards. Kevin clutch his fist and the body hammer. There was about three he had to take out. One he could slam hard enough, the other he could give a straight dead punch, the last one will get the scythe like spike side to the head. "I'll take point" he told her as they They power walked over. The first infected to near Kevin, he grabbed by the neck with his right hand, putting his leg out, so it lost it footing along with him throwing down to the ground with momentum, leaving the fresh crunching sound of skull breaking. They moved on as the second on try to rush him at it's slow pace. Kevin threw his right hand back and broguht it right back so fast with a hook so hard he thought he broke its neck, in good measures, he kicked the walkers head making sure it broke. The last one stood in there way,it was between Kevin and Sherry and the house. Kevin thrown the body hammer into his right hand, twisting it to the spiked side and chucked it like he would with a tomahawk. It had struck the walker right in his forehead, not how he had plan the but it was hard enough to drop the poor son of a b*tch, that when they walked by it there was a dent were it was just hit. Kevin picked up the body hammer and tossed it into the house as they got in.
Kevin shut the door behind them. He had so much adrenaline flowing through his veins he didn't even breathe for one moment. He looked over his shoulder, looking at Sherry. "...You alright?..." There was something in his voice that felt uneasy. One man with a suppressed weapon against fifteen walk-on walkers seem to much to bargain for. Them also arguing wasn't a bright idea either. He couldn't tell for sure if we has mad about it since he was trying to shake off the adrenalin off.
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Post by Winters on Dec 26, 2010 23:12:10 GMT -5
At that moment, the only thing Sherry could do was pull out her trench knife, and prey they didnt get swarmed by the undead. Kevin seemed to be doing all of the work, she herself wasnt very good at melee attacks, so it was really up to him in the long run. But for the time, she followed his lead, and made sure the infected were down for the count when he moved forward, checking their injuries to be safe. Chinook had done a great deal on the horde in the first place, do it wasnt too long before Kevin and Sherry were back inside the house. She didnt close the door just yet, though. If that happened, it would needed to be barricaded anyways, and they had to wait for their other man to show up first. Sherry could even see him anywhere, where did he go?
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Chinook took each single shot lightly, saving ammunition was what set the survivors from the ones who didnt. His Marksman Assault Rifle was mowing down the infected with ease, only spending a single bullet each time. The majority didnt even get the chance to come close enough to attack, just get shot down from a distance. In a matter of minutes, Chinook had been in the backyard of the house the other two went inside, he wasnt going to take any chances leading the remaining infected to the doorway if he was the last one inside, so he gathered them up about a block in the other direction before jumping up onto the rooftops of the close together homes. Reloading his empty magazine, Chinook leaped onto the roof of the house, and smashed down through the skylight. "Dont even bother with the door, the walkers are all a few blocks down the street... So what IS the game plan then, Nuttinfield?"
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Post by soldier on Dec 27, 2010 3:14:00 GMT -5
Kevin walked over at the dinning area and sat on the chair. He could really have a cigarette to think this through. Perfect time to quit, eh, Kev?. then he thought about one thing he could do. But it would mean someone would be bait. He couldn't risk shooting off rounds, unless he could find a bottle and arm floaty. It was the best way to make a makeshift a suppressor. while he was still in a 'kick some ass' mood he went through the master bedrooms' closet. He thrown everything on the bloodied bed, he cut himself on something sharp. "Son of a b*tch!" it gave him the shock of his life. he went through it again and notice some hunting arrows. He put his finger on the radio, sucking the blood off the his wound. It wasn't deep but it was bleeding, he would put some first aid on it later. he sucked the blood and spat it out. "We're gonna make the house go kaboom," He told john.
He took the remaining arrows that were there. he just had to find that compound bow. For his sake it had better be a seventy pound bow. he scrounged up four hunting arrows but not the bow. he glanced underneath the bed. A case. "Sherry, find me some alcohol. He said to her over the radio, so john was aweare of his idea. "we're gonna burn the damn house to the ground," as he told went over it, he pulled the case out. it had some hunting company on it. He open the latched, set his eyes was a thing of beauty, dressed in a dessert camo finish.
"you need to be johnny on the spot when I tell you this. Your going to turn the kitchen burners on. It should take about three to five minutes. After that, leave the door slightly open but locked when you go to slam it on your way out, we're going to get them trap them in the house. you make a run for the culdesac. once your clear, I'll set one of these arrows." As soon Kevin got off the radio he started to take the pillow covers off and ripping them apart in to wrap, drench and light.
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Post by Winters on Dec 27, 2010 3:55:07 GMT -5
"Gather them all to one place, and then make a break for it. Right, sounds like a plan to me. Ill go outside now and down the street a little bit, make sure the coast is clear before we start making any moves outside the house." Chinook thought it was a good idea, but all in all, he just wanted to see something blow up and get the heat off of them. He followed Sherry into the bathroom, grabbing a bottle of rubbing alcohol from the shelf and handing it to her. "Here. Im going outside, meet me at the end of the street whenever things are set up here in the house."
The whole time, Sherry hadnt questioned either of them, this was a solid plan. Didnt need to planned out to the fullest to work, but anything to get the infected off of their backs. It would give them enough time to leave the area, hopefully in the direction for Vegas so they could get an evac with the BSAA chopper come daytime. "Kevin, here." Sherry handed Kevin the bottle of alcohol, and then nodded, making her way back into the kitchen. From here, she turned on the burners, noticing that luckily it was been propane driven, would make a suitable enough explosion.
After leaving the house, Sherry saw Chinook at the end of the street, crouching down and aiming his gun in her direction, knowing that he had her covered. There had been quite a few walkers around, but nothing he couldnt take care of. Most of them had been killed using her knife, saving each bullet that Chinook had for future use. More importantly, Chinook made sure that no infected had entered the front door, and swarm the agent before the plan even got a chance to work. "Were outside, the place looked clear, but the undead are on the move now that they knew were outside. Chinooks got your back for when you need to make a exit, I give you my word."
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Post by soldier on Dec 27, 2010 4:38:25 GMT -5
"Solid copy," he said. Kevin gathered his things, he really didn't have time to waste with his left hand so he tided it up multiple times. He tested the bow's stength. it left more like hundred pounds, which was even better. after that, he drench the rubbing alcohol with the shredded cloth cover. One arrow was all he needed. The rest he'd probably leave. Kevin could smell the propane already. Kevin made his way over to the back door and locked it and left the door a crack. on his way out he grabbed some match books that were on the counter. he held the matched in one han and arrow and the other was the 100 pound stringed compound bow. He looked at them both. "ready when you are"
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Post by Winters on Dec 27, 2010 22:22:49 GMT -5
"Kevin, wait, let me do this. Im going back to Vegas, alone. I cant be with you two, I have to stay on my own. I know what you were planning, recruiting me in with BSAA. But the truth is, thats not how my plans were made, or is it the right direction for me. Affiliating myself with a faction of any kind would be a bad idea. Tricell already has be on their list, but as you can see, ive been a hard man to track. Recently, through using that frequency ive been using listen in on you two, it was unsecure, and I know somebody else was listening in. So my decision is final, this is where we split up." Sherry listened to Chinooks words, and she somehow understood. Getting involved in a faction war like this would be a big mistake, maybe it was better to run. She was about to speak up, try to convince him to at least continue with them to Vegas, but it was too late.
"Dont make me repeat myself. If you still want to contact me after all of this blows over, your only source im giving you is an agent named Christopher Halbred. He works for the BSAA in the security and survailance division, and hes my only source on the inside. Besides you two, I suppose..." Chinook after already ripped off his earpeice, and smashed it in his hand prior to opening his mouth, to prevent anybody from find him. But if they were on the move, Sherry and Kevin would be the ones at risk. "...No time to waste, get going." Chinook lightly grabbed the bow from Kevins hands, and then moved back down the street to the other side of the house. Sherry knew they he knew what he was doing, and she had faith in him. A large explosions filled the air shortly after, and while the infected had been drawn away from their prey, it would only draw in the attention of others in the area...
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Post by Ahote Chua on Dec 28, 2010 0:31:35 GMT -5
High Above the area, A Lockheed MC-130, droned away, its propulsion system speeding it threw the air, Createing a very faint buzz to those on the ground, and would not draw any attention.
"Five Minutes Till drop, Ready Up Merc." was spoken over radio chatter, the voice was clearly not American, It was husky and brutish rich with a molasses like accent, Russian as it seemed.
Ahote stirred, checking his Gear, pulling everything tight, securing it to him self, He then Latched him self onto the Line As the jump door lowered, He then double checked the skyhook he had been given, He looked around as a blacked out man entered the Jump zone, He was in Tricell gear, And his face was hidden. Ahote was under a contract, he wasn't even directly affiliated with this backhanded Faction, He just wanted answers. as he finished his preporation for the jump. the man came out.
"I've heard about you...boy. Don't Screw this up. Chinook is in the area. Use what ever means nessary to detain the subject.Chatter arose from the Radio, The man cursed, and gave a mean glare towards Ahote threw the black face-mask he was wearing,"Chinook's Signal went dark, His position's been triangulated, You want your information, Bring me Chinook! You have an thirty minutes, Us your Flare when the skyhook is up!"
The man went back into the cockpit, cursing in some unknown gibberish, As Ahote Waited for the pilots go mark.
Then a Spark sounded threw the in ahotes ear, the radio exploding with life, The familiar voice from before with the thick accent barked."Drop zone in Ten..Nine, aw screw-it just jump."
Ahote, Ran towards the Open jump door and lept off the edge, And Began his descent onto the earth, As his altitude fell to the right height, his automated parachute release sprung, sending him to near stop as he began to float like a feather, He looked around gaining his momentum. Being disoriented for a moment, checking the area for any sign of vehicles or movement but couldn't see anything in the dark of the night, He calmly pulled the thermal sight of his Tricell helmet over his face mask, Both of which had the Tricell brand on them.He spotted two figures in the streets below, One was feminine and human from the high heat comeing from her, and He noticed another walking away from them, Heading towards a house with something in his hands, The area was abnormally clear of infected, which was eerie in its self. Ahote Zoomed the sight into, And made postive identification of Chinook, Time was of the essence, Ahote then guided his way to an open area, maybe 100yards or so from the community the group was in. Landing with a loud thud, Ahote cursed him self as he made a mental note to take paratroop safety course. He'd only ever dropped four times before, Over two years ago. as Ahote brandished A Silenced M4A1 the Tricell logo was on the clip case, Ahote sort of thought the faction was a bit Self loving but dismissed the thought. he removed the thermal sight and, set the sky hook up, so all he would have to do is reach the cord and let the flare up as he began his way silently toward the house Chinook was heading to... As he neared the home it exploded, the blast knocking Ahote off his feet, Instead of Getting back up immediately he Rolled over to a nearby vehicle as he scoped the situation out. The other two humans were now in sight, Both looked shook as well from the explosion and seemed to be heading Ahotes way, and Chinook Still had not made his presence known. This didn't look well for Ahote.
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Post by soldier on Dec 28, 2010 7:26:14 GMT -5
Kevin gave Chinook the bow. He gave him one of those honored military looks, without the smile. Smiling wasn't his style, not at this moment. "Take good care..." he said to him. They left him as they had ran, shortly after, the house had blown. the two parners had stop running, but Kevin and Sherry didn't stop moving.
As they started there trek to Vegas. Kevin unwrapped his left hand too look at the wound. He examin the cut, it was pretty nasty. he reached for one of his side pockets on his pack, pulling a miniture first aid kit, since his other one he needed was in his main bag. Still remembering the argument before, he try to comprehend what they were arguing about. as he took the things he needed for his cut and pocked them he had to ask. "What happen of there? Between you and Chinook at the VQM? I know a simple infected person caused a panic but..." He threw put back his first aid kit and started to treak his wound. He trailed off with the thoughs and just came out with it. "You mentioned his wife. I don't know how far it goes to loose a women you love, but I have a feeling," After he put disinfected on the cut, he placed the small battle on his pocket then took out a surgical spool of thread and a sewing needle, he began to stitch the wound close. "He seems to have a mind set on finding who killed his wife."
He held the spool in his ring fing on his left and sew with his right . after it was completly closed he cut the line with his teeth and knoted the surgical thread propperly. He took out the mini first aid kit, placing his things he used and back in pack again. "Don't get me wrong, he has a lot of years on him, but opting for revenge is asking too much on someones life.-" He seen chopper lights from the distance, almost military like. It looked like Chinook's followers over heard. It headed for them. "Get down." he said to her and dropped flat to the ground. the chopper neared its way towards them as it flown passed them it continued its course to were they just at about 45 minutes ago.
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Post by Winters on Dec 28, 2010 14:05:46 GMT -5
"I dont even know the whole story, maybe thats why he wouldnt talk about it. As far as I know, his wife died during the VQM, which I figured wasnt just an accident. Something like that doesnt just happen without a reason, I know the guards who were positioned at the east side. Regardless, its immature of him to dwell on the past, but when you lose the only thing you ever fought for in life, you dont know what to fight for in the future. Hes a wanderer now, just roams, seemingly without any cause..." Sherry was grateful to have Kevin listen to the story, but either of them knew what the story was even about. Just then, she saw the look in Kevins eyes, knowing something was up. Thats when he made the defense.
The female didnt drop to the ground, but Sherry crouched as low as she could, now with her handgun aimed down the street. She didnt see anything, nor hear anything, and quite frankly figured it couldve been a slight paranoia from Kevin. But she trusted a partners move, there was always a reason, one or another. Scouting the area with her sidearm, Sherry waited until Kevin stood back up to do so herself, making sure it was safe. She traced through the mans eyes, and looked up at the faint glow in the sky, seeing what looked like an aircraft of some kind. "Could be BSAA, were under the radar, remember?"
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Post by soldier on Dec 28, 2010 15:03:16 GMT -5
Kevin stood up. Sherry could be right, that or military. Kevin sighed looked up. What really caught his eyes was a MC-130 Lockheed. Just east to the curious chopper. "You're right. my mistake...however," he sling his M110 sniper rilfe and started to unscrew the the optic scope off and looked threw it. It was an Lockheed. he could of sworn he saw someone jump from the plane. he then handed it to Sherry. "Just when did BSAA start using MC-130s?" He pointed in the direction. " Just east of were that chopper is." He strained his eyes to see. He could see someone decending, but it was too dark to tell. He hoped that she would of seen it. "If I remember, he said 'Tricell already has me on their list'," Kevin turn his radio off, not trusting the conversation on open channel, not that they needed it though.
"I could be crazy again, but think about it. If Tricell wanted us to do there work for them, they would of told us. And we have the choice to do our own missions without Tricell knowing it. I don't wanna sound like I'm paranoid, and maybe the fact that I'm new, but, BSAA don't use Lockheeds." He slung his rifle on his shoulder again. He had already made himself look like a fool with the chopper, but He just couldn't wrap his head around it. BSAA never used military planes, unless if it was going over seas, and that case, they used AC-130Hs. And Tricell wanted John Chinook. for what reason? he was sure that Sherry to get word from them to recruit them.
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Post by Ahote Chua on Dec 28, 2010 15:27:05 GMT -5
Ahote focused his hearing by closing his eyes. and driving out distractions, And could barely hear the conversation the two were having ""Could be BSAA, were under the radar, remember?" came from a feminine voice. Ahote sighed, Chinook had disappeared, The only other option was to surveillance these two, In hopes of finding collateral, or maybe his location. "Bird Boys, Chinook's MIA, Tracking new suspects for his location, Over." Ahote spoke silently threw his radio. After which he turned off and moved to the opposite Side of the vehicle Being in complete cover, he just need some form of information, Anything to find Chinook, Whoever this man was Tricell wanted him badly.
The two humans grew closer and were now on the other side of the car walking down a street. then the man spoke up.
I could be crazy again, but think about it. If Tricell wanted us to do there work for them, they would of told us. And we have the choice to do our own missions without Tricell knowing it. I don't wanna sound like I'm paranoid, and maybe the fact that I'm new, but, BSAA don't use Lockheeds." He slung his rifle, Onto his back Ahote smiled a little as he saw an opening, But a valueable piece of the puzzle was still missing. He needed a connection between Chinook and these two.
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Post by Winters on Dec 29, 2010 17:40:27 GMT -5
Knowing what kind of helicopter is flying in the sky just wasnt her experience. She knew the difference between a cargo aircraft and an attack aircraft, that was about it. Sherry wasnt even sure what the BSAA used, it was a bird to her either way. But now that they both were thinking about it, Sherry got a bad feeling that something was going on, something bigger than just being on this simple mission. "Well, none the less, we have to get to Vegas soon. The sun is coming up, I think we should at least stick around in one of these houses long enough for daytime to come, take advantage of the distraction down the street to find somewheres safe and away from the undead."
They could just make tracks to the city now, it was only another twenty minutes away on foot. But arriving in the daytime would be a better idea, as the security would get a clear image what theyre seeing through the rifle scope. Sherry has been on either end of it before, and putting the experience aside, she would rather travel during the day when the infected cant swarm you in the darkness. Sherry was lucky enough to even get an hour or two of sleep, and needed to repay Kevin with the same opportunity. "Besides, we found Chinook, we did what we came here to do. But we still have a mission to take care of, they gave us 72 hours on this one. I say we should check into Vegas first thing tomorrow, and then search around downtown for some answers, off the record..."
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Post by soldier on Dec 30, 2010 7:13:41 GMT -5
Kevin nodded, they did need to hunker down for a bit until dawn. "Alright," he said, and with that said he went over to one of the houses. He checked the door to see if it was unlocked, it wasn't locked. The room was in such a clutter of gore. nothing but blood stains and such from the past. Stairs were barricaded. No recent activity hasn't been seen to Kevin's train eye. He had a good view from the living room and kitchen. "Come on" he told her. he reached for that body hammer, he walked straight back to the kitchen as he turned back he saw a woman hanging by a noose. Kevin's heart skipped a beat, he sighed and motioned a cross to seal his fate. "let god keep you safe" he whispered after he back to Game face he turn to Sherry. "Everything is clear down here."
He thrown his pack on the ground, and started to climb up the couch that blocked his way. Just because the downstairs was clear, really didn't mean it was safe. As he got up to the top and into the hallway, it was lots worse. There were five hunters down. Judging from the wound, it was probably a shotgun wounds. No bodies. Bathroom, master bedroom and guest room were clear. He climbed back down over the Barricade. he sat on the ground, near his pack, he glance at Sherry. "One body in the kitchen Hanging on a noose just at the top of the cellar steps, and five other bodies. Hunters." he let out a sigh. "Other then that, its empty"
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Post by Ahote Chua on Dec 30, 2010 15:00:33 GMT -5
"Besides, we found Chinook, we did what we came here to do. But we still have a mission to take care of, they gave us 72 hours on this one. I say we should check into Vegas first thing tomorrow, and then search around downtown for some answers, off the record..."
"Bingo, Just what I needed. The girl should know his future location, Or even better, Know him. So we can use her for collateral. To have him walk into our...well Tricell's door step. I only want information... they can have chinook and this girl.." as the two went into a house, Ahote followed them quietly, As he approached the door he Prepared he mind for what might happen. He then proceeded to Reaching nito one of his drop pouches, And Removed a Standard M84 Stun grenade. And pulled the pin, And threw it into the building, having made a clear visual of them in a window. Readied his tomahawk by bringing it up to his M4A1 and smirked. Ahote waited for the bang.. After the Blast He Rushed threw the door.. His intended Target, Right in front of him. He was going to subdue her and use the skyhook for extraction. As he thought anyway.
As Ahote rushed in A Demonic Growl was echoed, But he was to focused to notice.
(Adding a bit of flavor.)
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Post by Winters on Dec 30, 2010 19:35:00 GMT -5
"Hunters? BOW's? This doesnt look like... Close to Hoover Dam? Are they Gamma? The fresher they are, and the closer to the water, the more dangerous it could be around here..." But without getting a response, Sherry heard the sound of something being dropped into the room, tumble on the floor. Pulling out her gun, she looked down at it, and knew exactly what it was. Before she could react, there was a loud bang, and her vision was blinded by a flash of light. Dropping her gun, Sherry held her ears, tightly closing her eyes. The impact was severe, but even worse was she felt herself being tackled to the ground...
___ Moving slowly down the street, the Hunter Gamma stopped as he picked up on the humans inside of the house not far away. Growling out into the air, he called to his other two friends, saying that he had found a meal. A flash coming from the building had all three of them stopped in their tracks, as they waited for more movement inside. One of the Hunters picked up the scene again, and would much rather take the risk to fill his stomach. ___
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