Infection IC

[Reaper]

Jason had traded his MP5 and ammo to the vendor for a more powerful FN Fal assault rifle. Feeling happy for once in the whole mission happily slotted in a clip and checked the chamber. "I know i happy man when i see one, and you sir look like you could marry that gun." The vendor spoke in heavily accented english. Jason nodded and grinned the store keeper. "That i could, one has to have something to keep himself happy in these dark times. Guns make me happy." He and the store keeper shared a laugh. Just as he was about to move to another shop.


A commotion sounded. Heavily armed men began rushing towards the entrance. Thanking the store keeper, he quickly jogged over to the tent and nodded at Troy. Offering his boss one of his rare grins. "Still alive and kicking i see." Then noting the grim looks on the others faces. He stopped grinning and reverted to the take charge and no nonsense Jason. "The zombies have found us haven't they."

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Troy grins back at Jason and walks over and placed a hand on his shoulder. "We're going to help this people fight off the infection." He looks at Butch, "If they found a entrance, then we'll have to find it while they are keeping the dead at bay."

Troy finds his rifle and places over shoulder, and looks at the camps' leader, "We'll help." He smiles and nods his head, "I'll order my men to give you much cover as we can." Then he walks out of the tent.

Troy, Butch and Ysolde followed afterwards, Ysolde stops and looks at Jason, "Remember when you said you owe me one? This would be a good time to pay back." She sighs and looks at her rifle and back at him, "Just, stay alive, ok?" She starts walking, following Troy and Butch.

[P.K.]

Eirwen followed with may. "I'm not sure how much help I'll be" may said "but I'll do my best" "thats all anyone can ask for" Eirwen responded quietly "don't worry may we have your back..." Eirwen moved up a bit "What tunnel and how far?" she asked "I'll go ahead and see whats up how far they've gotten and hold them back" she offerd while may was silently listening thinking of what she could do to help really she was only good with healing.

[Jevan2318]

Troy looks outside, "Butch and I will aid the heavy hitters, Alesx, Ysolde and Jason, see if you can give us support by sniping some heads, Eirwen, try and see if there are any other tunnels so we can try and lead them away from here." He looks over to May, "And May?" He places a hand on her shoulder, "I want you to stay here, tend to the children, maybe help some of their own? I seen a couple of sick people here, maybe they need you far more than we do." Troy gives a small smile and looks outside, "Everyone, stock up on ammo and meet up at the entrance."

Ysolde walks over to Jason, "I hope you can aim better than you can talk." She gives a smile and walks over to Alex, "If you have my husbands rifle, please I would like to have it." Alex nods his head and grabs the rifle and gives it to Ysolde, "I am still sorry about your husband." Alex apologized once again. Shaking her head, "It is not your fault, but mine, I was not watching his back like I should have been." She looks at Jason and back at Alex, "Now this time I'll be watching both your backs."

[P.K.]

Eirwen nodded and was off in an instant vanishing quickly to go scout around for what was needed.

May let out a sigh "Okay Troy I well" she gave a small nod she moved off as well rummaging threw her pack and pointed to one of the few people who was not going with the fighting group. "I need your help get any one you know who has the slightest clue how to use a a bandage" she said she was going to get this place into shape since she had to "Also anyone who looks or acts sick bring them to me and get a tent cleared just for that ..unless you already have that done" she added as an after thought stopping for a moment to think before resuming her search making sure she had all the supplys she needed and in fact she did she had not lost any during the struggle on the surface and this she was glad of.

[Reaper]

Jason chuckled. "You can count on me. Don't worry. We'll watch each others backs." Turning to Alex. "Well you didn't screw up like i expected. Maybe you are of some use to us. Just don't die now. Shooting your zombiefied body would be something i'd rather not prefer doing." He slapped Alex on the shoulder and moved off towards Troy. "Alrigh boss man. Just tell me where i should set up." Jason gestured towards his rifle.

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Troy looks at the heavy armed guards, each one was preparing for their battle, checking their equipment and ammo. Troy looks at his group, "Alrigh boss man. Just tell me where i should set up." Troy looks at Jason, "Find a good sniping spot, we'll be following the guards."

Alex chuckles at Jason's comment, "Don't worry, if I turn into one of those things, I'd like you to blow my brains out." He gives a pat on Jason's shoulder. "Troy, if we're gonna fight a large horde of dead monsters, don't you think we need some sort of defense?"

Troy laughs, "I think our weapons are the only option we have as defense, Eirwen, if you spot a tunnel leading to the outside, with no dead horde around, I want you to lead the survivors out." He looks the the survivors leader, "The ship is all you have left now." nodding his head, he looks at his men, "Have the women and children prepare to move, we're leaving this place."

Taking her husbands rifle and placing around her shoulder, she takes her own and holds it up. Saying something in Russian to herself, she looks at Troy. "A small prayer to help our dire of need to survive." Troy nods his head, "Butch, lets move."

Troy and Butch followed the guards to a large tunnel.

[P.K.]

Eirwen didn't give any singe she had heard but she was already working on it dashing up one tunnel then retracing her foot steps quickly.

May organized some more people to help her get the sick and those that would need to be tended to also making note that they may need to be moved again. she got right to work on her specialty seeing to the more series in need ones first before working down the line. it would take a long time tho before she was done and she was sure that they would be moving out before then.

[Jevan2318]

Troy and Butch prepared themselves as they took cover behind some rubble with along a few soldiers. Ysolde and Alex were on the other side, watching closely deep in the tunnels. Troy turns to the Camp Leader, who just stood there, both of his hands on his cane.

Troy releases a heavy sigh and watches the darkness. Then he hears moaning, and then it became growls. He looks at Butch, "Fire off a flare." He says, Butch takes out a flare gun and points it down the tunnel.

Firing off the shot, the red glow made its way down the tunnel. Troy's expression changed when he saw how many dead zombies were there.

He hears the Camp Leader yelled out an order, his men begin to fire. Troy, Butch, Ysolde and Alex begin to fire as well. A barrage of bullets rained upon the dead.

[Reaper]

Jason nodded at his orders. Breaking off from the group, he headed to the sides of the tunnels and began to climb up the hard, rough surface, searching a perch to settle on. Looking around in the dim light, he could just make out what appeared to be a small balcony a few feet above him. He pulled himself on to it and knelt down. Just as he slid his sniper rifle to a firing position, a flare lit up the tunnel. Moments later gunfire rang throughout the shaft.

Muttering a sort of prayer, the first in many years. He peered through his scope, and searched for targets. In the dark tunnel, which flashed with the firing of guns and flares, he made out shapes shuffling and running towards the ragged line of defenders. He resolved to keeping overwatch, shooting zombies that appeared to go unnoticed. Turning and twisting, he searched for targets. Just then, a zombie sprinter made a dash out from the crowd, without missing a beat, Jason placed crosshairs on it chest and fired. The heavy rifle round smashed through the chest, ripping a huge hole and knocked the zombie down. Yet another zombie dashed out, an another and another. In each case Jason managed to fire in time.

Yelling over the radio link. "Troy, make sure you watch for sprinters. They're getting through, i won't be able to get em all." Just then he saw another one, sprinting out from the gloom, Jason turned as fast as he could and fired. Missing the zombie by inches, the bullet striking the walls of the tunnel. Swearing he took aim and pulled the trigger again. His magazine clicked empty. He swore again, this time in chinese. "Troy! Got one coming your way, fast!" He hoped his miss did not cost anybody their lives. Grimly slamming a fresh mag into his rifle he continued to pick of targets.