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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 11, 2007 20:55:33 GMT
"good to see you came to your senses"the emperor says as he walks to one of the (remaining) helicopters. "come with me, I have much to show you." he opens the pilot access door. He pulls the limp pilot out of his seat and sits down., the corpse lies limply on the floor."this one will stay dead, I gave it the cure before death"
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 11, 2007 21:00:29 GMT
I shake his hand once aboard. The is a sudden click. The bullet shot echos off the helipad and reverberates arround the cabin on the helicopter. I had placed the muzzle of the pistol to the bottom of his jaw pointed up to labotamise him. Lethally.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 11, 2007 21:28:18 GMT
you've killed the man who began all of this, but the true battle is just beginning, there are still billions of zombies out there, and no cure, as well as the source of the virus still being undiscovered and intact. You have a long hard road a head of you (or do you?)
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 11, 2007 21:32:01 GMT
I climb out of the helicopter, having turned the engine off. I dust my self down. I walk calmly down to the command level and order a status report off my men.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 8:35:24 GMT
"there are afew of those large creatures about, and some of the human looking ones. What do you suggest sir?"
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 14:17:27 GMT
"Gather all the uninfected troops, get them in helicopters and get everyone to Fallow Isle. Stock up on as much food, ammunition and medical supplies possible."
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 19:46:54 GMT
"yes sir"
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 20:36:20 GMT
I storm off to my armoury and pack my personalised assault rifle and Excalibure Missile Launcher and about thirty missiles. Over a hundred thousand rounds of ammunition goes in to verious assorts of bags of holding. I take my special pistol out of it's wall mounts, from it's glass display case. Inspite of the quantity of bags, the actual ammount of space taken up is relativly minor, as is weight. I then get about taking it to the helicopter in which I shot Emperor Zimmy. There is still space enough for six people a pilot and a co pilot. I board my General, wife, and verious trusted people in it. The fleet of helicopters goes to Fallow Island.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 20:39:52 GMT
you get inside. Whilst in flight you receive a radio message from an officer "were all here, what are your orders?"
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 20:42:18 GMT
I lean over to the radio. "Ensure the facillity is in full working order. Express caution."
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 20:47:51 GMT
"yes sir" moments later you hear a shout "you heard the man, get to it!" there are some hurried footsteps. You arrive at the complex minutes later and are greeted by a man, you can assume by his stance and slightly higher end clothing that he is the officer you spoke to moments before"
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 20:56:42 GMT
I step forwards. I get the regular plesantries out of the way. "How's the clearing going?"
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 21:08:25 GMT
"it goes well, but theres something I think you should see."
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 21:12:28 GMT
I ready my assault rifle. I follow.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 21:19:14 GMT
he leads you out of the complex, down to the waterside. "when we got here we found the water filtering and waste disposal facilities were broken, I sent some men down there to fix the problem, they something of great interest less than a mile from this complex. I'm afraid your going to have to get geared up and follow me." he points to a set of scuba diving gear and a small boat.
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 12, 2007 21:21:49 GMT
I walk over to the gear. I don it. I set my assault rifle to Locked Parts, which means I got to manually cock it. It'll allow it to function under water. I climb in the boat.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 12, 2007 21:27:23 GMT
the officer puts on the gear then drives the boat out to sea, you encounter a buoy about a mile out. The officer stops the boat and gets into the water, , another man in scuba gear surfaces and gets onto the boat, "I'm going to make sure this doesn't go anywhere " the officer gestures for you to join him in the water.
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 13, 2007 10:22:13 GMT
I dive in to the water and bring my rifle to bear, I turn on the mounted flashlight.
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Post by Johnny Carcer-Spectro on Sept 13, 2007 12:16:23 GMT
the officer leads you down as far as you can physicly go. He points at something, big, metalic and old. Its a door, it looks like the door to a 1950's vault. It has a large spinning wheel, which looks like may open the door, but there is something else on it. Theres a large keyboard and monitor embeded in the door, these look as these are deffinetly pre world war 2. The screen is covered in dirt and plant life, but you can just make out a green glow beneath all the crap. Some engeneeres are attempting to open the door manualy. Theyre failing miserably. They do however manage to enover the emblem of a wolf beneath some dirt that had been resting on the floor.
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Post by Jack Hyter on Sept 13, 2007 17:00:57 GMT
I swim over, giving the 'I'm more powerful than you, so move your arse out my way.' gusture. I look at the pad, scrape the dirt off. (If it's Number I type "1337")
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