Journal: SPC MadDog
Journal: SPC MadDog
SPC MadDog was drafted into the US Army in the summer of 1967. He served his tour in Vietnam and volunteered for another tour with 101ABN, 6th LRRP. However the Government had other ideas and testing of a top secret drug, which was supposed to aid the troops in regards to their "Combat Awareness & Abilities", was begun on SPC MadDog's unit. The fledgling chemical company (NecroTechnology Corp.) had recently stumbled upon a "Super Drug" that would make the weakest soldier, superior to any other soldier. However after a unsuccessful field testing when nothing happened to the test subjects, the project was shelved. SPC MadDog's last LRRP patrol was in 1969, when he was shot by NVA regulars. However upon his death the other members of his squad later accounted that after his death he later rose from the dead and began attacking the surviving members of his squad. The rest of the squad was able to escape however, the command in Saigon demanded that SPC MadDog be brought back for further study and observations. So two weeks later, 6th LRRP returned to the area where MadDog was killed. Upon arrival the team found bodies grotesquely eaten and mangled. And in the midst of all this MadDog was found and returned to a secure facility, where for a time he was studied. After repeated failures to resuscitate, the test subject was terminated and moved to Fort Perryns high security "Storehouse". There he was stored until the Spring of 2006 when the Zombie hordes were at there highest and military assitance was deeply needed. The neighboring Malcolm Building (Necrotech Facility) had developed the revivification techniques and quickly revived the first test specimen.
--ChuckWade87 19:27, 31 January 2009 (UTC)
Orders just came down from battalion, we are to mobilize in preparation for Operation Daniel Boone. Which will be kicking off in the following weeks. The CO came down and told me to organize as many "volunteers" as I could and train them up and get them ready to roll out in time for the upcoming Operation. Whatever the brass has planned for us I've got a bad feeling. I will be able to tell you more when I know more. MadDog out- --ChuckWade87 22:52, 1 February 2009 (UTC)
Day 2 of Operation Daniel Boone I moved out on patrol two days ago, and its been hell ever since. I would like to be back at the NCO Club back in Shuttlebank, but I suppose this is how I'm supposed to earn my combat pay. I moved westward toward the objective, and made it two or three suburbs away. Once I hit the second suburb shit got hot, Ransacked buildings, Extinction Zeds all over the damn place. All i can think is how the hell is my being here is going to effect anything when I'm zombie food. I tried to rest in St. Linus Hospital that didn't work out to well, a few hours after I arrived, yet again Extinction ruined my day. The building was breached and I was bitten however I was able to treat my infection, and seek refuge in a burned out Bank west of the hospital. Somehow the zeds didn't find me and i was able to catch a few Z's. Today should be the day I reach my objective and hopefully the other team is there to back me up, without them Extinction is going to have my ass in a sling. --ChuckWade87 16:21, 3 February 2009 (UTC)
Day 6 Operation Daniel Boone After reaching our objective, areas NT building, which was overrun with a zed inside. We caded and set up the genny. At the very beginning we were attacked. We managed to hold them off for two or three days, then we were told to return to Base for supplies. So we abandoned our positions and moved back to the NCO Club. Unfortunately once we are have enough supplies to go back into the field, we will be moving back to the same objective area to see what kind of hell we can raise with the local inhabitants. --ChuckWade87 22:08, 7 February 2009 (UTC)
As we moved back into our AO. We found that our Club was still up and Caded, which was a great relief to us. However The next day or so and the group ZombieFark came by for their Island Tour 09, which wasnt so bad, If you neglect the fact that those damn tourists don't know how to clean up after themselves. We had to clean the place up, the genny was destroyed, and all our decorations pulled down and trampled on. I'm sending the cleaning bill to the boss of ZombieFark Island Tour 09. Cheap bastards Don't tip well either. --ChuckWade87 12:09, 13 February 2009 (UTC)
