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Post by Deadeas on Aug 5, 2009 16:12:06 GMT -5
After looking around again, Ryan noticed that Bravo's chopper was empty. After making another visual sweep of the staging area, he noticed that no one was around other than his own team.
"I'm not liking this. Where the hell is Bravo? Helena, get Wesker on the radio and let him know that he was supposed to wait for us. We're gonna head out and look for them. They couldn't be too far off. Wesker probably thought he could handle this mission with his team only. Over-confident prick." Ryan said uneasily as he checked his PDA to look at a map of the forest. It wasn't a highly detailed map, but it gave him a general feel for the lay of the forest. Accounting for the time between Bravo's arrival an their own, Wesker couldn't be farther than the Spencer Estate. "We'll head north towards the Spencer Estate. They've likely went there to search for the cult. Any questions?"
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 5, 2009 16:17:20 GMT -5
I didn't really know any of the team members very well but knew a little from the meet and greet I had with them the previous week.
As I surveyed the guys I recalled one little fact about each as to remember their names.
Simon was checking his gear. He was the funniest out of all of them...in a sarcastic way. Simon was engaged shortly before I had joined the team.
Stan and Tyrell were chatting to one another about something I couldn't hear. Stan Ryan's was very serious about what he was doing most of the time which made me feel safe, Tyrell was his counter balance.
The only name I didn't have trouble remembering was Ryan Martin. Hell, he had two first names. He was a good captain and was the one I had come to know best.
The sound of footsteps from behind pulled me from my thoughts. I turned quickly only to see darkness.
"Hey Captain!" I called unholstering my handgun and flipping on the light.
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Post by Deadeas on Aug 5, 2009 16:36:47 GMT -5
"What the..." Ryan muttered as he turned at Helena's yell, drawing his handgun in the process. The figure shuffled slowly towards the group, emitting an unearthly moan as it moved. Leveling his weapon at the figure, he flipped on his flashlight. Although it's skin was extremly pale and it's clothing was nothing but shreads,the figure's appearence was similar to that of one of the missing hikers. After the figure had inched closer, Ryan decided that he was close enough. "Halt! Identify yourself!"
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 5, 2009 16:43:55 GMT -5
"Captain he's hurt!" I said lowering my weapon and moving closer to the man.
"Helena wait!" Stan yelled but it was too late.
The torn man jumped at me gripping his wet hands around my arms. I threw a knee in between his legs but no effect.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 5, 2009 16:52:35 GMT -5
"Oi! Fuckin stop ya wanka!" Simon hollered mocking Ryan's heritage. He quickly snatched the pistol from its holster and aimed it to the group of strangers. His right hand gripped around the pistol and his finger resting gently on the trigger. Simon quickly reached into his pocket and pulled a cigarette and rested it on his lip. Before he could even begin to smoke the cigarette, one of the men lunged at Helena and grabbed her arm.
With a quick thought, Simon snapped his leg up and attempted to kick the man from Helena. His foot made a hard thud as the impact broke into the mans chest knocking him back into the rest of the group of mysterious people. His gun aimed at the head of the man, his finger slightly pressed against the trigger.
"Take one more step and you'll have an asshole where your face is. Shit will be coming out of your face pretty much." Simon said as he kept the gun aimed on the man. The man took two more staggered steps towards the Alpha team. Simon lowered his aim to the mans chest and pulled the trigger.
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 5, 2009 16:57:35 GMT -5
I landed hard on my back more confused then I had ever been in my entire life. What the hell were these people doing?
They were injured but yet they were coming after us with blank stares. The moans weren't of pain but something else.
I made my way to my feet, thankful that Simon had been there. I aimed my gun at the group of people not sure what to do.
"What now?" I asked my hands shaking and finger tempting the trigger.
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Post by Sniper Fox on Aug 5, 2009 20:01:46 GMT -5
It all had happened so quick. Tyrell had been chatting with Stan when all of the sudden someone had came out of nowhere. It was too dark to get a good look at the guy but he was walking really slow and kinda with a limp as if he were injured. Then he had attacked Helena but didn't do any damage because Simon had kicked the guy off of her. and in another instant, had shot the guy in the chest for not cooperating.
Tyrell aimed his sig at the other two wanderers coming out of the forest. They were walking just as slow and crooked as the first man who was now slowly trying to get up; after being shot in the chest. "What the fuck is going on?!" he heard Stan yell from behind him. Tyrell was too dazed to answer him. He just kept aim on the strange attackers.
Then he looked over to Ryan. "Sir! What the hell? They won't listen! what do we do?"
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Post by Deadeas on Aug 5, 2009 22:38:44 GMT -5
"Open fire!" Ryan yelled as he pulled the trigger of his Colt. His first shot grazed the shoulder of one of the figures, who didn't even notice the shot had been fired. With a quick readjustment of his aim, Ryan downed the figure with three rounds to the chest. While reloading, Ryan devised a plan. "We need to move to a more defensible position! Head for the mansion, we'll be better of in there than out here!"
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Post by Sniper Fox on Aug 6, 2009 0:53:51 GMT -5
Ryan took out one of the figures. The one who Simon had shot earlier was crawling on the ground back towards Helena, probably going in for another round. Tyrell saw Simon run up and kick the fucker square in the head. It came clean off, with a wet mushy sound. That was when Tyrell took aim on the last figure and popped off one round. It hit in the neck. The man made a gurgling sound and then fell to the ground. "Let's go!" Ryan yelled. As Tyrell started running, following the captain hopefully towards the Spencer Estate, he could hear howls coming from the rear, behind the choppers.
"Shit, I hate dogs."
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Post by Wesker_fan on Aug 6, 2009 2:19:44 GMT -5
Stan was pretty shaken, but he kept his cool. He heard Ryan say to head to leave the chopper behind and head to the mansion. Maybe Wesker and the rest of the other team would be there, too. He started running with the rest of the team. It wouldn't be hard to outrun the attackers, they seemed pretty slow. Something didn't seem right with them.
Then he heard howls. "Ryan? You hear--" He got cut off by the doberman that leapt on top of him and tackled him to the ground, knocking his gun out of his hands.
He was on his back with the dog on top of him. It smelled awful, but familiar. Similar to homicide crime scenes where he had been around dead bodies.
"Hey everybody, wait up!" He yelled to his team. The doberman snapped at his face, but Stan caught it by the neck, causing the doberman's teeth to clamp shut mere inches from his face with a snap. Its head lunged again and again at Stan's throat. He reached for his beretta, which was about two feet away from him. He finally got ahold of it and managed to raise the gun to the dog's head.
Bam.
There was a flash, and then next thing Stan knew, he was covered in blood and brains. "What... What was--" "Get up!" Tyrell urged, pulling Stan up by the cuff of his shirt. "Run!" Ryan called out, the sounds of howls and fast approaching footsteps accompanying his voice.
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 6, 2009 2:41:19 GMT -5
Stan's cries for help quickly caught my attention. Tyrell was by Stan's side helping him up.
I aimed my gun and fired at the first two dogs closest to Stans position.
"Come on!" I screamed blindly firing two shots into the dark woods behind him.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 6, 2009 13:19:25 GMT -5
"C'mon poochie!" Simon yelled aiming his pistol to the dogs but little did he know another doberman was coming from the side. Before Simon could pull the trigger the doberman on his side lunged up and just barely missed his hand and knocked the gun from him. Scrambling, he quickly dove to the ground to grab his gun. All in the same fluid motion, Simon grabbed the gun and aimed it at the dog that had been dashing towards him and pulled the trigger, forcing it to the ground almost instantly.
As he rose back from the grassy earth he looked to the dog and merely said, "Down boy." before running to the mansion.
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Post by Deadeas on Aug 6, 2009 20:51:48 GMT -5
"Everyone inside!" Ryan yelled as he pulled the massive wooden door open, using all of his strength to keep it from swinging shut on him. As he stood against the door, he began to provide covering fire for his teammates.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 6, 2009 22:58:35 GMT -5
Simon dashed through the woods leaving the dogs mere inches behind him. Twigs cracked under each footstep of his team mates and those of his own. Ryan continued to shoot off to cover everyone but it felt like it did nothing to help. The gunshots echoed throughout the silent night and the sound of a dog yelping followed shortly after. Simon's eyes glared only straight to the door. Each footstep followed by another, Simon dove through the door as a dog jumped over him.
In an instant, Simon aimed the dog that was just now landing and fired right at the back of it's decayed head. Bits of flesh shot off like confetti as blood sprayed off through the exit wound. Simon soon after turned to his team mates who were shortly behind and began to assist Ryan with the cover fire.
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 7, 2009 0:59:16 GMT -5
The mansion foyer was like something out of the Twilight Zone.
Walking strait out of the chaos and into a nice wide castle of a building was making me light headed.
"What the hell?" I asked more to myself then to anyone else.
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