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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 23, 2008 22:45:18 GMT -5
"Maybe he thought you knew something about me, or where i was...but that is odd." PFC goes over and takes the phone from Alex. "Jill? Yeah...things were rocky before we left. I couldn't pay child support, not to mention she was with someone new. Kevin or some stupid name like that..." PFC spits on the ground. "Are we getting on this carrier or what...and does anyone have any tobacco chew?"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Sept 24, 2008 16:09:23 GMT -5
"I told that merc the private was a top priority target who must be bought in alive. That Axe even demanded extra money for all this..."
After PFC grabs the phone back and spoke, Asker replies.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Where are my manners? Get in the copter."
PFC and the small group jumps in the copter. The helmet man jumps in after them. Asker presses a green button on a remote.
"Tell the man with the helmet to jump in the pilot's seat. I've switched the controls from remote to manual. As for the tobacco chew, you'll get some after we've evacuated this place. And now, let's hang up the phones and we'll communicate via copter radio. Headsets can be found under your seats."
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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 24, 2008 18:27:03 GMT -5
PFC sits next to Alex, his team filling in the row across, and the necrotech elites standing in the carrier, holding a bar and closing the doors. A slight jerk moves everyone, then they feel themselves leaving the ground. They pull out their headsets. Before putting his on PFC nudges Alex. "Don't trust them, stay ready." PFC puts his headset on. "Welbert, how good is the medical care at the facility we are going to? I think I shattered something in my back..."
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Post by albub on Sept 24, 2008 19:44:32 GMT -5
Alex nods to PFC, and then dons his headset.
"Mr. Welbert, you haven't answered my question, which is making me uneasy. What the hell was Axe talking about when he mentioned that the men who hired him had plans for me?"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Sept 25, 2008 14:02:51 GMT -5
"The medical you will recieve is far more advanced then the medical in Malton. And I told Axe to bring the good private to me alive. I never mentioned anyone else. It comes to show that randomly suspicious figures aren't worth hiring. But then again, he might have been working double duty, along with our competition at Umbrella. We'll have special agents check in on that later."
The DJ puts his headset on.
"Any chance I can get a free trip back to New York?"
"Whatever you want, we'll get it for you, as long as it's within our powers."
The DJ stops and thinks for a minute.
"Well, in that case, I'll have one of those large slurpees from 7-11, and you better make it Coca-Cola flavoured. And throw in a large peperoni pizza from Pizza Hut, and perhaps a Big Mac from Mickey D's. And I would also like a new turntable for all my DJing needs."
Asker's secretary, sitting next to Asker, shouts into her headset, "Woah, woah, woah. Slow down! I can't keep up!"
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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 26, 2008 13:10:26 GMT -5
"Hey Cole, lemme get that smoke." Cole passes it to PFC. Then he starts checking his gear. PFC takes long draws of it. "So where exactly are we going Asker?" Then he pushes the smoke toward Alex. "You want a couple hits?"
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Post by albub on Sept 26, 2008 15:43:19 GMT -5
"Not my style, actually. I'd dig some bud, but I dunno who's cool with it and who isn't."
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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 26, 2008 16:34:16 GMT -5
"Shit, your health." PFC draws a couple more hits then hands it back to Cole. The other members shift nervously. Cole sits with his M40 in his lap. "Back in the states, I killed six people in Monroeville...." PFC sits looking awkardly at Cole. "I got off on manslaughter, and chose service over jailtime. 10 years of Special Forces work." Cole shifted and looked back at them. "I never told anyone, but....the people here that we've been fighting...came at me just like those folks in Monroeville. Back in a cave, they jumped me. I sealed off the entrance with a frag i stole, but a few got out. " At this point, Alex, PFC, and the DJ were listening. " I think...I don't think that they died off either...."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Sept 26, 2008 17:41:52 GMT -5
"We're going to Detroit. But obviously the first thing we need to do is to catch the next plane there. There's a private NecroTech jet at the airport a few miles away. We'll arrive in 15 minutes. And you know...you really shouldn't smoke. That cigarette's gonna kill you one day..."
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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 26, 2008 23:06:49 GMT -5
"I don't think im gonna live that long looking at the way things have been going lately." PFC sits and checks the ammo on his M16.
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Post by Sarpek on Sept 28, 2008 9:38:00 GMT -5
Meanwhile, At the quarantine zone, The leaving choppers were noticed. Flak cannons opened up, filling the sky with explosions.
((No leaving Malton!))
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Post by albub on Sept 28, 2008 21:08:36 GMT -5
Alex slashes the seatbelt of the necrotech rifleman sitting across from him, then yanks him out of his seat and uses him as a shield. After unbuckling his own seatbelt he pulls out the man's sidearm and cocks them hammer before cranking open the side door of the chopper and leaping out, grabbing ahold of the radio antenna on a nearby building. Clambering down the steel tower, the night sky lit with explosions, Alex searches the roof for somewhere to hide.
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Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 28, 2008 22:53:31 GMT -5
"Shit!" Cole and PFC head out behind Alex. Cole skids along the ground before stopping, while PFC grabs onto a tree branch. PFC looks around, the night clouding his vision. "Why the fuck does this shit always happen? At least we're out." Cole stands up, and rubs his back. Alex sees the two soldiers, and climbs down to them. The party of three stands together, looking for someone to take charge. "You got night vision?" Cole nods, and hands it to PFC. PFC pulls out a small GPS system. "OK, let's get moving. Maybe we can rendezvous with Asker later..."
After a few hours of walking in the area outside of Malton, they end up in a small, unlit house. "Light up a couple of candles downstairs." They all move to the basement after doing a sweep of the house. "Looks good, lets get some rest. 2 hour watches, we'll rotate shifts until tomorrow night. Cole, go first. Alex you can take my sleeping bag, lemme get the pillow though. Kinda cramped here..."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Sept 29, 2008 13:45:38 GMT -5
Asker emerges from 50 feet away.
"Damn military...Don't they remember NecroTech has access to get in and out of Malton??!?"
Asker walks forward towards PFC and the group.
"Is anyone missing?"
The DJ jumps at the chance.
"I'm missing my backup iPod!"
Asker just looks at the DJ.
"Well. Since we've survived that assault, I'll just radio us for another chopper. And perhaps with support from the Air Force this time..."
Asker takes out a radio and begins calling for another troop carrier.
((Dang it Sarpek! Can't you see I'm trying to go for a Resident Evil Extinction spoof here! After all this is over with??!?))
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Post by Sarpek on Sept 29, 2008 14:13:07 GMT -5
((I never saw that. But, Sarpek'd be the only guy left if you guys leave.))
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