User:Gregory M Thomas
June 12, 2009
It's been a long time - over a year in fact - since I have journalled my experiences here in Malton. The Mobile Infantry is no more, with all it's soldiers split up, most of whom are probably dead. Subsequently, I have started my own one-man-army group called 'Task Force Otago', a lame little name I decided I'd spray around the place to fight boredom. Boredom. There is a lot of it in Malton, when you're not fighting for your life. An incredible roller-coaster of fear followed by indifference, but I guess I shouldn't complain as it could be worst. I'm currently in South Blythville working as a medic and a reviver. I have managed to learn how to extract DNA, create revivification syringes and revive survivors. Generally, I cut my time between reviving survivors and healing them as the seemingly endless battle against the hordes rage. There doesn't seem to be much of a concerted effort to resist efficiently; it seems most people are happy to live in the malls and not venture out, though I can understand why. My new plan is to stock up with a balance of ammo, syringes and first aid kits, then journey into the heartland of the zombies and fight a guerilla campaign from safe houses...--Gregory M Thomas 00:31, 12 June 2009 (BST)
January 31, 2008
It's been a quiet week here in Tollyton. Myself, Jenny Window and Erik Hogan have been staying at Sears auto repair, venturing out each day to hunt for zombies and resupplying at the nearby mall. As of yet, I haven't decided on the Mobile Infantry's next move though I am leaning towards a week long sortie into the dangerous suburb of Roftwood.--Gregory M Thomas 05:51, 31 January 2008 (UTC)
Friday, January 25, 2008
A couple of days ago we decided to make a tactical retreat to the suburb of Tollyton following the general unsafeness of Roftwood. With zombie numbers growing large and our force little, we thought it better to rally and resupply. We're now in Sears Auto Repair, resupplying via Woodroffe Mall and mopping up zombie resistance that's around the place. It appears at this stage we will wait and see if the zombie horde to the north moves south.--Gregory M Thomas 05:16, 25 January 2008 (UTC)
Additional: I have just been made Sky Marshall of the Mobile Infantry forces in Malton. A huge honour and a big task for myself to undertake, which I hope to pull off with success.
Monday, January 21, 2008.
Tense times at Chinnock Auto Repair at the moment. From a window crack I can see there's currently 60 or more zombies surrounding St Ethelberts hospital to the north east of our building. They're clearly targeting the hospital and the survivors in time, but how long can they hold out? We cannot attempt to break through the lines and get into the hospital at this stage, but we can do our best to pick them off from the streets. Running low on ammunition, I ventured out to attack a couple of zombies in hope to relieve some pressure on the hospital. I managed to bring two zombies down to near death before other zombies overtook them and got in my way. Out of ammo, I returned to Chinnock then headed south to the mall to re-stock. I left it a little late gathering items in the mall and it's now night time, and unsafe to go back to Chinnock, so I will be spending the night in the mall with the hundred or so survivors here. I'll be taking advantage of the lull around this part of the suburb by taking in a few beers and snacks before heading back to the basic living in Chinnock, though it's not as if we have much choice in luxuries these days.--Gregory M Thomas 07:00, 21 January 2008 (UTC)
Saturday, January 19, 2008.
The dawn of a new day. I spent the morning on the roof of Chinnock Auto Repair scouting the nearby streets to gauge the zombie infestation. By midday it was clear, but I decided to wait until dusk before venturing out. Accompanied by a fellow Mobile Infantry soldier, we headed north in the hostile territory of Pimbank. We ran into a group of 5 zeds just south of the mall and proceeded to attack. I brought one zombie down to near death and left it for my comrade, before I attacked another - bringing it down with a headshot. By this time, the zombies started to group nearby and their moans got louder. My comrade and myself then retreated back into Roftwood and our base of operations, todays operation a success.--Gregory M Thomas 04:59, 19 January 2008 (UTC)
Friday, January 18, 2008.
The best laid plans of mice and men... Hiding out in a railway station in Pimbank which myself and Sky Marshall Hogan had secured and barricaded heavily, we thought we were safe. Yeah, thought. We underestimated the zombies, and boy did we pay. I remember the groaning - it surrounded us. Pistol at the ready, I watched as the horde brought down our barricades. They made mince meat of the array of benches, chairs, metal and other items we had used. I took cover and tried my best to hold them off but they came on us faster than expected! There was no escape as we were completely surrounded. The last thing I remember before passing out was the blood stained fangs of a zombie biting down on my arm.
And then I awoke, to find a NecroTech employee standing over me with a syringe. A faint buzzing in my ear, I realised I was alive. Alive! I struggled to get my head around the fact that I had been killed but now was alive again. But I was still infected, so I staggered towards the nearest mall and into the drug store and using my field aid skills I had learnt in training, I managed to isolate and remove the infection. I took refuge that night in the mall and received aid from some medics, for which I am very grateful. Unfortunately, I have lost contact with Sky Marshall Hogan. No doubt he succumbed to the zombies but was he revived? Only time will tell. For the moment, I am holed up in Roftwood inside an auto repair shop. I am well supplied and there are other survivors here, including a Mobile Infantry scout.
At this point in time I am simply contemplating what to do. Our mission has been abandoned and rescue looks unlikely. I think the best thing I can do is rally survivors and take the fight to the zombies.--Gregory M Thomas 05:32, 18 January 2008 (UTC)
Wednesday, January 16, 2008.
This is my first journal entry as a survivor in Malton. I found this empty notebook in the ruins of one of the police stations. I thought it might be handy to keep notes and thoughts of my time in this hell hole.
I am an officer in the Mobile Infantry. It's been 3 months since I found myself trapped in Malton. I was part of a secret operation sent from outside the quarantine zone to inspect the current status of Malton. The plan was to air drop into the city centre, collect information, transmit it back to HQ and await pick up.
The air drop went wrong; it was a night operation and due to the blacked out suburbs the pilot couldn't find our drop zone. When we jumped there were strong winds which caused our small team to be separated in the suburbs on landing. I searched the streets to try and take cover, only to find everywhere was extremely barricaded. I took a massive risk that night, staying outside on the streets, hiding in a park that had plenty of natural cover.
Throughout the night I transmitted messages to my group, trying to find out where they were. My radio wasn't powerful enough to transmit very far (our commander had one powerful enough) and I didn't reach my comrades during the night.
In the morning I made contact with a survivor in Malton. From him I gathered that the suburb I was in was South Blythville. Later that morning I received a distant radio transmission from my C/O. He was located to the south east in the suburb of Buttonville.
I made my way to Buttonville and met up with my C/O and another infantryman at the Barret Hotel in the north of the suburb. We based ourselves out of there for the next few weeks until we moved to Galbraith Hills to make contact with one of our lost soldiers. Unfortunately, whilst there, the big bash overran the suburb and we were forced to retreat to Buttonville, where we took up cover in Buckley Mall.
During this time, we could not contact HQ at anytime. Our transmitter emitted static at all times.
Soon, Buckley Mall itself was overrun and we were forced to evacuate to East Grayside. After a couple of weeks stationed in Binning Way Police Department we moved north to Tollyton. We based our operations out of Friend Plaza Police Department and Winward Avenue Police Department. Later, we moved to Woodroffe Mall in an attempt to be better supplied for sorties into the suburb to eliminate zombies. In December Woodroffe Mall was overrun by zombies and I yet again had to escape. Except this time I was separated from my commander and haven't seen him since. I took up temporary shelter in Roftwood, a relatively safe suburb, stocking up on ammunition before moving into Pimbank itself. I enjoyed relative peace and quiet in Pimbank, despite it being next door to the notorious Ridleybank (which I ventured into on occasion to zombie hunt). That is, until, January 11 when I awoke to find Tynte Mall being overrun by zombies. A number of survivors had been killed and the rest were dispersing. I was one of the lucky ones to be in the south east corner that was still relatively barricaded. I made my way back to Roftwood and spent the night taking shelter in Hildebrand Mall. The next day I spent my entire time stocking up on ammunition in the gun stores, readying myself to go back into Pimbank.
It's been 3 days since I re-entered Pimbank. I am currently in an extremely heavily barricaded building, alone, without power and limited food. I can see signs of life in the building next to mine through a window on the top floor, but I am yet to make contact. So far I've killed three zombies in two sorties on the streets of Pimbank.
At night I hear the groans and moans of zombies roaming the streets, tearing down barricades in desperate search for human flesh. I cannot estimate how safe my current base is, but it seems to be one of the more safe places in the suburb.
This afternoon I made contact with my commander who is on his way to me. The current plan is to base ourselves out of Pimbank in an attempt to cleanse the streets of the zombie hordes.--Gregory M Thomas 04:28, 16 January 2008 (UTC)
