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| In my pre-apocalyptic life I was a soldier. Since I had joint citizenship to both Russia and England, I was in both the Special Air Services and the Spetsnaz. I was very well trained in all areas in the military. I was eventually put into a special military group that maintained peace by doing the darker deeds no one else wanted. The group is probably gone by now because of the crisis which I suspect is global by now and not just occurring in Malton. The group was named The Shadow Company Elites. We would assassinate country leaders who most didn't like. We were responsible for one of the largest coupes in history which ended up removing multiple countries from the map and renamed a few others. Then we were sent onto a top secret mission.
| | Before the quarantine, I was somewhat of an adrenaline junky. I was with the military for a while, taking on the most dangerous missions, having a good time while doing it. But it wasn't enough. I soon started taking on more than a squad could handle. Loving every minute of my work, I decided to make it my main form of living. I decided to get paid for taking on missions no one else would. |
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| There were reports of riots and viscous attacks on civilians. We were go in and clear out the riots. Kill anyone involved in the riot. We started out by landing on the border of the city. We made our way to the downtown area of the city staying out of sight of the rioters keeping to the rooftops and shadowy ally ways. We were equip to to take on an army. When we were all in position we didn't see a riot. We saw what looked like a protest of some kind. Yet there was something amiss. The supposed rioters were just swaying in the wind like they were sleep walking or something. Very few were moving and even few were doing anything other than what seemed at the time talking to the others.
| | While doing that the perks were top notch. I got to drive any vehicle I wanted. I went through the vehicles like people go through napkins. Destroying buildings was like an everyday thing for me. Many people hated what I did, but then didn't think twice when they needed something dangerous as hell done. If they had the money I was there for them. |
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| We watched for a few more minutes before we got a distress call from a CB radio yelling about how one of ''"them"'' got into the hospital. So we agreed and rushed to the hospital to see if we could help out. When we got to the hospital, it was boarded up. The door to the ER had been broken into. We followed blood stains and some but not a lot of bullet shells. We went to the Maternal Ward first to make sure everything was safe for the new mothers. One of the nurses there was petrified and told us what was going on. She told us that some of the people started to change. They would get angry and try and kill others. She told us anyone who was bit by the others would act like them.
| | I started taking everything I could do to the extreme. While driving a motorcycle I would do tricks. While Driving a car I would be as reckless as possible. If someone who needed to be killed was in a building, I would bring the building down around them. If the enemy was out in the open I would use the biggest gun I could find on him. Statues, walls, gas stations, everything became a target. If there was a fort and I was to get rid of everyone inside of it, I brought the whole thing down. From the guard towers to the walls to the buildings, it all was gone by the time I was walking out. |
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| So a few of my men stayed there while the rest of us went to defend the building. It took us a while before we found a group of them in the OR feasting on one man who was under. We unloaded on them until they started to drop to the ground. We dragged their bodies out of the hospital, and burned them. We eventually cleared the building and had a huge bonfire going. We rested up and protected those in the Hospital while we were there. It was calm while we were in the hospital. No need to shoot, no need to kill, no need to waste our energy.
| | Then all that was on the news was the quarantine and all of the images coming out of the place. It took me time not to stop caring about being paid and just indulge in the pure energy that would come from battling zombies. I eventually contacted a General in charge of the quarantine and upon a strenuous agreement of me being given the same treatments the citizens were given before the quarantine to ensure I had the same symptoms as them I could get airlifted into the city. After basically being given a dozen shots and a day to rest I was allowed in. |
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| We resumed our mission and headed back to our spots. We were ready to clear out the downtown area and maintain peace and order. Then we saw something that horrified us. Among some of the people were burning people. They were walking around on fire as if nothing was wrong. Others would touch them and ignite. Buildings started to burn from the outside. The city eventually was all aflame and we had to retreat our grounds until the fires went out. Most of the ones who caught fire were finally dead and just a smoldering pile of bones.
| | After quickly realizing what was happening and seeing that those who stayed together survived longer, I quickly joined up with the Crew Avenue Police Department. It was all and good and one of my newly formed friends became acting captain. I had a hell of a run but eventually I couldn't take the life of a green zone anymore and Sid told me about his cousin, Kempy, and the DSS. |
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| We eventually decided to execute the mission. We were tired, hungry, and aggravated at the city. We opened fire on anyone who was in the downtown area. Killing without discretion. We eventually emptied out the area. We lit the bodies for good measure and then radioed in for a helicopter.
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| Once we got back to the Head Quarters, they had us debriefed and rested. In that order, unfortunately for my men. The Head Quarters said they knew something worse than riots was what was going on, but they weren't sure what exactly. They figured it had something to do with the NecroTech Company and the break in they reported a week before. They never reported anything stolen or missing but The Shadow Company Elites weren't ones for trusting.
| | The DSS is a high adrenaline ass kicking machine. We run head first into a red zone and foil any attempt the zeds have at keeping a zone red. We have proven that we can do what we set our minds to when it comes to kicking zed ass. Operation Sting Like A Bee was the first operation I was part of. |
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| Since The Shadow Company Elites didn't exist the whole mission didn't exist. Which means the things everyone now call zombies, didn't exist. We eventually were dropped into Malton since we had the experience with handling the zombies. My squad lasted a while before being killed off or separated. We killed many zombies trying to quell the pandemic of Malton.[[Image:CursorBlink.gif| ]]</center>
| | We went into Havercroft mid siege packed full of needles and a goal of 100 revives in a week. We did it, by the last day we had 107. We just keep up the awesomeness and plan on many other operations to fix what is broken.[[Image:CursorBlink.gif| ]]</center> |
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