[Creeping Death]

ZombieGore said:

Jon takes the smoke.

"Appreciate it...I've been craving one all day." he says as he sparks up the cig.

"As far as this whole Turn the Tide thing goes...I think its bullshit...whatever genius came up with this is a loon...after what happened to the boys in L.A. im not so sure I trust our superiors descisions. To be honest with you, joining the millitary wasnt exactly my life plan. But my life wasnt going anywhere so I figured this would be a good idea...and then this shit happens...I thought about deserting, but what would be the point...family is dead...I figure im ****ed either way." Jon took a long deep drag of the ciggarette...

"If the military's not your thing, the Rangers probably wasn't the best career choice. haha"

Brandon looks out the window.
Hours have passed, and the Rangers are almost there.

"Hey Corporal..... Our objective is pretty funny. Its to establish a post in the city, and drive back opposing forces.
Opposing forces? ha.
Basically, we go in there and kill everything until its rendered clear. And we'll be there any minute now.
Brace yourself."

[ZombieGore]

"I've been braced this whole ride haha...but I'm sticking close to you"

[Creeping Death]

ZombieGore said:

"I've been braced this whole ride haha...but I'm sticking close to you"

"Good plan, I-"
Brandon is interupted by one of the pilots nodding.

"Allright Dog Company lets go! Come on!!"

Staff Sergeant Lee attaches to his rappell rope and heads down, with his M4 A1 Carbine over his back.

[ZombieGore]

Jon immediatley follows...

"What the **** am I getting myself into" he thought to himself...

[Creeping Death]

Staff Sergeant Lee lands in the middle of the street, Corporal Blaylock follows seconds later.

At first there are little to no living dead visible.
Brandon switches the safety off of his Carbine, and runs toward the sandbag fence.

"hey Jon, what the fukk is this?" He asks.

But the sound of the helicopter blades attracts the horde.

The remainder of Dog Company lands, and position themselves behind the sandbags.

[Markee White]

Nixon stepped into the medical tent, then he heard a radio transmission, "I need backup!"
Nixon ran out of the tent, seeing one of his comrades enclosed by an angry mob. He heard another transmission, "Hold your fire!"
"Man down!"
Nixon turned, running to one of the Unimogs. He reached into the back, pulling out an Arwen 37 launcher. He checked the ammunition then put the stock of the launcher to his shoulder, "Fire in the hole!"
The grenade was launched, spiraling through the air as it neared it's target. It landed a few feet short of the gate, then began to expell a massive cloud of white smoke, the civilians near beginning to cough and fall to the ground. Nixon looked behind him, a group of civilians was rushing him. He pointed the black launcher at the ground and fired another round. He set the barrel of the launcher on his shoulder as vapor slowly rose from it. He was slowly engulfed by the white smoke, although with no effect due to his gas mask.

[ZombieGore]

In position behind the sandbags Jon readys his rifle and puts a zed head in his cross hairs...

"I dont see any point of waiting..." Jon said as he pulled the trigger...

That particular zack looked like a business man of some sort...suit and tie...bits of brain and bone exploded out the back of his head as he dropped...

[Creeping Death]

ZombieGore said:

In position behind the sandbags Jon readys his rifle and puts a zed head in his cross hairs...

"I dont see any point of waiting..." Jon said as he pulled the trigger...

That particular zack looked like a business man of some sort...suit and tie...bits of brain and bone exploded out the back of his head as he dropped...

"NO! DON'T!!!" Sgt. Lee tries to stop him from shooting, but its too late.

The echo of the bullet attracts even more zombies.

He turns to Corporal Blaylock, and gives him a dirty look.

"thanks." :roll:

"might as well start this shit now!" he instructs.
"OPEN FIRE!!!" He shouts.

The remaining 8 members of Dog Company open fire, and Brandon follows shortly. :guns:

[ZombifiedBrendan]

Cliff watched as the dog company gunship left. As it disappeared behind the clouds Cliff heard his call. “Charlie Company to Gunship 127.”
He turned back to where he had left his M4 and picked it up. His 1911 still safe within its holster. The AC130 had a much smaller storage deck than he imagined but he didn’t complain. There was no need to make the Australians seem weak. Finding himself as one of the last soldiers to get on he made his way to an empty seat. He hoped to sleep a bit while on the ride but was unable to for the many hours trip.
The call to leave the ship was made and Cliff slung his gun behind his back. He slid down a cable line and entered the remains of New York City. Finding the Dog company already there, Cliff ran over to the sand bag wall that was made. The soldiers had already opened fire, not what had been told in briefing.

[Creeping Death]

"Are you Golf Company? or Charlie Company?" lee asked an Australian man who just rappelled out of an AC130 gunship.

"I was told we were gonna have reinforcements from Australia or Britain.... anyways, as you can see we're having trouble now. We're getting attacked from every side, and my S.A.W. gunners are already running low!"

[ZombieGore]

"My bad" jon shouted over the gunfire... "I got a little excited"...

Jon picked zeds off one by one until something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye...one of the buildings to the right was swarming with zeds...one of the windows shattered the horde was pressing against it trying to reach the fresh meat...

"What the ****! I thought these buildings were supposed to be cleared!"

He turned his aim to the suprise attackers and began to fire...

[Creeping Death]

"What was that corporal? did you say that-" but he notices the zombies pushing through the buildings.

"welcome to the suck" he says as he pulls the pin on a fragmentation grenade. He throws it into the glass, and it lands behind the zombies.

"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

[ZombifiedBrendan]

“Charlie company sir, we have a few men here. We’re here because the undead menace isn’t as strong as some people suspect in Australia,” Cliff shouted over the gun noise. He turned around and looked over the sandbags and finding the undead marching towards them. He pulled down on his trigger and watched as the man in front of him fell to the ground, it’s head missing.

[Creeping Death]

ZombifiedBrendan said:

“Charlie company sir, we have a few men here. We’re here because the undead menace isn’t as strong as some people suspect in Australia,” Cliff shouted over the gun noise. He turned around and looked over the sandbags and finding the undead marching towards them. He pulled down on his trigger and watched as the man in front of him fell to the ground, it’s head missing.

"Atleast we have some reinforcements...."

The zombies continually get closer and closer, until they are within arms reach.

"****! we're pinned."

[ZombieGore]

Jon takes down 3 more zacks before he needs to reload...

"This aint lookin good! Any ideas Aussie?"

[weirdenator]

forget now:::

This post has been edited by weirdenator: 15 December 2009 - 07:35 PM

[weirdenator]

forget post

This post has been edited by weirdenator: 15 December 2009 - 07:34 PM

[weirdenator]

ooc- please forget my last two posts im ment to be in charley company in other words im withyou guys

[ZombifiedBrendan]

“Eh...” Cliff said as he reloaded his gun. He looked around him at the soldiers and the abandoned streets. He came across an idea as his eyes laid rest on a car with the door open. Keys hanging from the ignition. “How does running ‘em over sound?”

[Creeping Death]

"FALL BACK!!!" Staff Sergeant Lee yells.
"theres a small opening right there, we can dodge 'em."

He pops a fresh magazine into his Carbine and starts running for the escape route.