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I was a fearless paratrooper of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 101st Airborne Division. My grandfather was a screaming eagle, and finally, so was I. After basic training at Camp Claiborne, Louisiana I was ready to take on hell itself. That's when our CO informed us of the ongoing containment situation in Malton. | |||
We where airdropped into Malton with no idea of what to expect. The so called "infected" where vaguely described, and we where told to simply secure the city and eliminate any hostile threats. The cause of the sickness was unknown, and we where sent in wearing full C.B.R.N. (Chemical, Biological, Radiological, and Nuclear) Protective Suits, gas masks and all. They didn't know if it was a disease, a mutation, if it was airborne, waterborne, anything like that. All that was known was a company by the name of NecroTech had been previously experimenting on said sickness, and the disease had been exposed to the general population. Like so many others, we where sent in to clean up the mess. | |||
Our mission was to linkup with some 101st Airborne squads that had gone in during the early quarantine, and aid them in eliminating all infected personal. With limited outside contact, we where expected to set up a base of operation and live of the land. Then, when all hostile threats where neutralized the quarantine would be lifted, and we would be evacuated out of there. Simple as that, success for our mission was guaranteed. I didn't put it all together at the time, but intuitivley I knew something was wrong. If this was such an easy mission, why did the paratroopers that had gone in before us need our help? | |||
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"You know what you are. What you're made of. War is in your blood. Don't fight it. You didn't kill for your country. You killed for yourself. God's never gonna make that go away. When you're pushed, killing's as easy as breathing."
Description Above his smile you see your reflection in a pair of Ray-Ban Aviators. Years of physical labor have left him with a tone, muscular build. He has a tattoo of an eagle diving in front of a parachute canopy between two dice on the left side of his neck.
Attire: a pair of Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses, a white T-shirt, a Carhartt coat, a pair of Levi's jeans, and a pair of Redwing steel toe boots. HistoryI was a fearless paratrooper of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 101st Airborne Division. My grandfather was a screaming eagle, and finally, so was I. After basic training at Camp Claiborne, Louisiana I was ready to take on hell itself. That's when our CO informed us of the ongoing containment situation in Malton. We where airdropped into Malton with no idea of what to expect. The so called "infected" where vaguely described, and we where told to simply secure the city and eliminate any hostile threats. The cause of the sickness was unknown, and we where sent in wearing full C.B.R.N. (Chemical, Biological, Radiological, and Nuclear) Protective Suits, gas masks and all. They didn't know if it was a disease, a mutation, if it was airborne, waterborne, anything like that. All that was known was a company by the name of NecroTech had been previously experimenting on said sickness, and the disease had been exposed to the general population. Like so many others, we where sent in to clean up the mess. Our mission was to linkup with some 101st Airborne squads that had gone in during the early quarantine, and aid them in eliminating all infected personal. With limited outside contact, we where expected to set up a base of operation and live of the land. Then, when all hostile threats where neutralized the quarantine would be lifted, and we would be evacuated out of there. Simple as that, success for our mission was guaranteed. I didn't put it all together at the time, but intuitivley I knew something was wrong. If this was such an easy mission, why did the paratroopers that had gone in before us need our help? More to come.
SkillsSurvivor
Zombie
AwardsNone Currently
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