Malton Rangers/Field Reports Archive

Fields Reports

Received 25/9/08

Report made by Ranger's Field Operative Noah Kling on the Battle of Broadbelt Grove Police Department, 23/9/08

I awoke to screams and gunfire. As I emerged from the land of dreams where there is no pain, I opened my eyes to a world of death. I heard someone yell "They've broken in!" I looked at the doorway and saw an army of the undead streaming through the crushed barricades. I drew my .9mm and opened fire on the zombies. Three of our numbers had already fallen in the onslaught. The sounds of gunshots that echoed out into the lifeless streets served as a beacon for more of them. No human dared to enter that godforsaken war zone. The zeds, on the other hand, kept coming.

For each one we killed, it only opened the way for more to stream in. It was about this time that one of them finally succeeded in destroying the generator, casting us into darkness, lit only by the flash of our muzzles. Everything moved in a bizarre, other-worldly fashion. At one moment it would be darkness, the next lit just long enough to take aim and fire again to light up the room for another poor soul to kill one. The corpses littered the floor, piling around the doorway, forming a wall of bloody bodies, some of which still writhed in the final embrace of death. As the zombie army continued to file in, many stopped to devour the flesh of the fallen, blood running down their rotting jowls, dripping onto the floor. From their throats evil howls streamed.

As the few of us left spent our last rounds and drew knives and axes to finish off those we could, we all cried out our war cries. We charged for the Rangers, for the DHPD, and for all survivors who ever fled from the zombie menace. And most of all, we charged for our fallen comrades, to not let their death be wastes, to show the zombies that we are not sheep for the slaughter, but wolves who were going to bear down on them and slaughter each and everyone of them, God willing. I swung my ax wildly at them, hacking heads off of rotting torsos. The black blood flew around me in my fury. And no matter how many I killed, more took their place. I had a wall of corpses a foot high surrounding me, but they still climbed over it towards me. They leaped on me and I fell to the floor under the weight of them all, feeling muscles torn from my bones, hearing the ripping sound of my own flesh. And yet, I grinned a sick and maniac grin of contentment and laughed, for I fell not beside strangers, but I fell beside comrades, I fell beside friends...

Received 13/9/08

Report by Ranger 2win.

I was wondering when the fun would start. We have hit some of it in Griggs Heights. Noah says the fight for Merson NT was a distraction so the repair workers could do their job. I say some people were just spoiling for a fight and wanted to get out of manual labor.

Guess the octane rating in both Magatsus' and Jukkelus' blood was running a little high to carry on like that in an infected state. My guess is they were tired of the humdrum repairs and used that zombie state to go berserker on us. I don't know whether to be disturbed or relieved that they were on our side. I hope Detbriscoe had enough needles to cure the hangover infections of every one involved.

Probably no coincidence that Wulfgar needed another hand to keep the Rangers focused. My sympathies, Techewan, you've got your work cut out for you. I just hope we don't have to file an environmental impact statement for the cans left in the wake of celebrations of your appointment as 2nd in command. Congratulations!

Received 4/9/08

Report by Ranger 2win.

Well we finally got almost everyone away from the party at Tompson mall, Redwave would still be there but the liquor store ran out. Now as to the serious business of repairing Nixbank and Crooketon. It was finished on time and under budget after everyone finally got there.

We might have finished even earlier if Noah hadn't insisted on poking around in the Seaman museum. Lord only knows what Marcel was doing in there with all those magazines. "Decided you needed a little quiet time for reflection and meditation?" Frankly ,he has probably contributed enough genes to his linages already.

We continue our project northward.

Received 24/8/08

Some observations in New Arkham by Ranger 2win

I've come to realize that most of the injuries suffered seemed to be the hangovers of some of the more enthusiastic Ranger repairmen.

"Don't you think that's a little selfish ,Magatsu, to insist on the whole six pack for "Hair of the Dog" cure of your hangover? You probably could have gotten your point across without crossing your eyes and rolling your head around."

"And Rockby,apparently we couldn't get any good looking zombies to attack so we had to turn out the lights,sorry"

I'm not sure but it seems to me that every time I was in a room with Wulfgar and Techewan we got whomped . Is someones deodorant failing ?

That being said, I think we have done our civic duty, with appropriate barricades and without taxpayer subsidies, to repair New Arkham.

Received 21/08/08

New Arkham. Shit, we’re still only in New Arkham.

We’d been in the thick of it for months, a constant deluge of bullets, blood and brains. No sleep, no let up and for every building we took, two more fell back into their claws. Wulfgar realized that this was going nowhere. We’re good but the odds were against us. It was time to try something different.

So we went to the far South West and found ourselves in New Arkham, one of Maltons many ghost towns. There are so few people living out in the boundaries that the zombies can hold them with ease. Well that’s about to change.

The first thing we noticed was the silence. No groans or gunshots. Then we saw the devastation. Every building was in ruins. No windows, no doors, in some cases pretty much no building! We had our work cut out for us, thats for sure. So thats pretty much been the last week or so. Build it up, patch it up, keep it up. And every so often we flatten the dead that come calling. I’d gotten used to sleeping through gunfire, but if Magatsu brings that hammer down within 5 meters of my bunk again I swear I’ll pop him.

Stay tuned and we’ll keep you posted.

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