User:USMC

My Life Story. I once was in the United States Marines, I retired and moved to Chicago where I saw a recuitment ad on the 101st Airborne, it seemed like good idea. I had a good stamina, well fit. Soon after boot camp I was called for duty and dropped over Malton. As soon as I landed the whole city was a mess, I saw civilians running to houses and locking doors, roads littered with dead bodies and wrecked cars, builings torn down. I patrolled the area were I saw two strange looking people attacking another person, I fired my M16 into the air and they looked at me with dead looking eyes and torn limbs, I was shocked at what I saw. They atarted towards me and I had no choice but to kill them. I soon later found out they were zombies. I was scared, me and my men went to a derelict building and barricaded it, calling it headquarters. Ever since then I've done nothing but kill zombies.

Marines Log

My Gear, FN SCAR and Five Seven

January 10th, 2008

I'm wandering around the streets helping out where ever help is needed.

July 12th, 2007.

Giddings Mall fell to the hands of CGR. There's lots of dead bodies here, I have to find a secure safehouse to stay.

March 13th, 2007.

Damn! Malltour '07 has already begun! I have to get as much ammo as I can to kill as much of those zombie bastards. Unusually my supplies seemed to have gotten heavier, I must be getting out of shape.

January 16th, 2007.

I went to the local PD again for some more ammunition, found 5 pistol clips and two shotgun shells. Managed to kill one zombie Near Fort Perryn. Since then I've been going out to kill wandering zombies.

January 4th, 2007.

One of my friends found me luckily sleeping and managed to revive me, carrying me back to HQ, but I was still infected and got a first aid kit ready for me. Soon as I was cured I went to a local PD serching for ammo, finding a pistol clip, flak jacket, a shotgun shell and a empty pistol.

January 2nd, 2007.

I was in Fort Perryn defending myself while trying to find ammunition, I got severly wounded by a zombie that snuck up on me. Unfortunately I got killed and rose as a zombie waiting to be revived.

December 25th 2006.

I didn't do much, same old routine. Kill wandering zombies. Defend headquarters. It was christmas day. I wished I was at home, laying on the couch next to my girlfriend in front of the fireplace, I planned to propose to her many months ago, and it was supposed to be today, but duty called and I was called to defend the city of Malton. This war...war against the zombies, will stop sooner or later..right?

--USMC 01:00, 14 March 2007