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Bildo said "Shal Go ahead ill push myself" So shal went ahead with Becca. The Newcomer Not saying anything Just following close behind Bildo, Him wheeling his chair.
A large, black maneuverable military Jet built for halo jumps that read "KSK" on both sides flew over Raccoon City, Suddenly the bottom of the aircraft opened and a double element unit of three soldiers lept out. Gideon lept out of the Jet holding hands in Halo formation each in dark green kevlar armored suit with full head gasmask/helmet. The H.C.F Agent unit was composed of a Captain, one radio-man, two infantry men and one gunner. Gideon and 3 men fall neared the ground city floor and their parachutes opened, wide span and they all grasped the straps of their parachute, angling themselves in a circular motion and sinking down to a small building. Each of the men landing cleanly upon the rooftop of a small building. They each knelt upon down as their feet connected with the roof top due to the somewhat harsh land. Gideon suddenly moved his right hand down to his ankle and he grasped the handle of a small but sharp knife, tucking his right arm up with his fingers wrapped tightly around the blade, his hand a fist over it's handle, he suddenly jerked his arm up and brought the blade to the straps connected to the parachute. The men followed and proceeded to cut themselves loose in the same fashion. Gideon slowly stood up straight, standing six feet two inches and having an exercized, above medium build, noticeable by muscle bulge through his clothing, a measurement the other men did not have, Gideon was very strong physically, and was placed on his mission for his ability to kill in close quarters. Gideon placed his hands on the right and left side of his helmet, slowly pulling it off his head, revealing a face very pale, Gideon had high, even, and distinct cheekbones, short black and grey hair in a somewhat spikey flattop. He reached his right hand to his right hip, and he pulled up a small, squareshaped metalic radio with a headphones like strap upon it he placed his right hand on the radio and his left hand on the strap and he set it upon his head, the radio in his ear, the strap securing it to stay, and the white speaking piece reaching his mouth. He then reached his left hand to his left hip and pulled out a pair of sunglasses, taking it in both hands and placing them upon his head without disrupting the radio's position. He said in a very deep, raspy, yet calm voice. "Well, welcome to Raccoon City. Ladies and gentlemen." He virtually no accent, and was proficient in speaking English. Gideon smiled a smile of sincere happiness as he reached his right arm behind him grasping the barrel of an MP-5 A-5 on a strap around his back. He pulled the gun before him and placed his left hand under the barell, placing his right hand on the handle under the trigger, leaving his finger off the trigger, however resting it on the metal by the trigger, securely liftin the barrel with his left hand and aiming it towards a door which lead obviously would lead down stairs, holding the gun so that his finger would not go upon the trigger naturally and risk misfire. He brought his right hand back and switched the safety off. He turned to his unit and said still in a calm voice without an accent, "Men, straighten up. It's time for the field briefing." He stopped and continued without hesitation. "We'll be staying with the rest of the soldiers when they get here. So yes men, tanks will be rolling through the streets. This is the widest call for umbrella service in U.S. history, that is why HCF is here. I have even heard rumor that we will be sending direct Army infantry soon. Those brave souls who exposed Umbrella told us what this virus is capable of, and so far we have recieved word that some new creatures are out there, but are aparently of the same creation. Remember, we are allowed to kill the enemy via any means available to us. The use of live ammunition has been authorized for this mission. Alright, you know your objectives, so let's go and destroy any Umbrella evidence right away." Gideon turned around and reached into his back pack, and he pulled out a long, black bunched up rope and gear.
He proceeded to the edge of the building and tied the rope to his back, and his unit proceeded to the edge, doing the same, three of the infantry men of the HCF unit proceeded to the edge, wheras the one to the right suddenly grasped a grenade from his backpack and he bit off the pin, throwing it down off the side of the edge with extreme force, crouching along with the other agent and the grenade explodeded upon hitting the ground of the three story building, killing about six zombies when it did.Two pieces of fragmentation soared up along the side of the building, soaring up over the heads of the team and cleanly landing at the other side the building. The other agent who aproached with the medic who threw the grenade had an advanced M-16 which he aimed over the edge towards the ground. Gideon tied the rope onto the building, and he lept off the edge, placing his feet upon the glass and proceeding to hop down, his team doing the same thing as the medic with the infantry rifle covered them, him alertly jerking the barrel from left to right, watching the streets for tangos. Gideon's feet connected with the ground a few moments before his team did, and he proceeded to grasp the same blade from his ankle that he used to cut his parachute, and he brought his right arm up, placing the blade to the rope and sawing back and forth, cutting himself loose and bringing up his rifle, turning himself to completely face the right, and then the left, looking and seeing no zombies in the streets for the moment. His team landed. Whereas Gideon said "Muller, Reininger, go around the building check for tangos. " The two infantry men fanned out to edges of the front of the building Muller to the left edge, Reininger to the right, Reininger stoud at the right edge of the building, facing the building and bringing up his rifle, aiming it forward and leaning left, his rifle's barrel exposed to the alley, Muller doing the same at the left edge, both sides had no zombies. The proceeded down the alley to the other sides of the building. Reininger leaned out and looked into the alley behind the building, And Muller walked out slowly, jerking his torso to turn right and left, pointing his rifle forth and gazing around the vecinity. Reininger said "Hold your position. I'm going to let them know it's clear." Reininger ran back to the the front of the building and he said calmly "It's clear. The medic can come down now. Muller is securing the back alley." Gideon turned his head to the radio man and he said "Alright, tell them to come down right now." Meanwhile in the back alley, Muller stoud straight, looking around for a moment before from behind him he heard a weak, odd sounding voice say "Help..." Muller whipped around and he saw a man with a massive gash in his left ribcage. His skin was extremely pale, and his eyes were pale blue, almost translucent. He wore an average white shirt and had one blue jeans and brown shoes, he was slightly above average in build and he had black hair. Muller looked over to the gash on his left ribcage and he said quietly. "Oh shit... listen to me sir, you are going to be alright, we are here to extract you. Hold on." He then hopped to the edge of the building and shouted loudly "Get the medic down here, we got a bleeder!" The man who had approached muller with a gash's eyes widened at the sound of Muller shouting. The slightlest sound caused him to regress to a state of instinctive zombie violence, and he suddenly moved his arms back in forth out of instinct, literally sprinting towards Muller. Upon approaching him, muller had just begun to turn and look to him, the man with the wound reached both hands down and he grabbed at Muller's rifle, his hands connected with the rifle and he jerked it cleanly out of Muller's hands with incredible strength, where as he turned around completely and swung the rifle with the momentum, the butt of the rifle connecting with the upper right side of Muller's forhead suddenly, knocking him cleanly back onto the ground. The man, with the gash dropped the rifle as he looked to Muller, quickly closing the distance between them running to him again violently. Muller scrambled and rolled over onto his back, only a foot away from the gashed creature. As he looked looked up and saw the creature who had recently asked him for help he realized that he was infected with some form of the virus, wheras Muller suddenly thrust his right foot towards the man with the Gash's ribcage, his kick connected with the man with the gashe's ribcage, a couple inches to the right of the gash, the impact from the kick causing the man to be launched to the right cleanly into the wall, it's head smashing face first into it with a loud bonecurdling "Crack!" noise, The creature bounced off the wall and whipped around and collided with the ground falling flat onto it. Muller crawled a couple inches back, luckily having still had his helmet on. The man with the gash lay ways in the back alley, the right side of his body toward the back of the building. The creature the left side of it's body to the right, curling it's legs and it's left foot connecting with the wall of the building behind suddenly kicking it up, this causing the creature with the gash to flop up off the ground as it simultaneously shouted in a human-like tone "HAUGH!", it turning over while simultaneously it's body going into the air to the right, it swinging it's right leg up and to the left towards the back of the building it's sole of it's shoe connecting with the wall and also kicking it up into the air in a running fashion, where as doing this in general caused the creature with the gash to literally partially run UP the wall, and flip backwards off the building, landing cleanly upon it's feet, it turned to the left and faced Muller. Simultaneously dashing towards Muller with it's torso leaned in, it's mouth open and it growling with as he placed his right hand on the handle of of his side arm, pulling it out of the holster with ease and aiming it towards the chest of the creature with the gash, squeezing the trigger two times, firing two shots into it's sternum, the Umbrella team rushing out from behind the wall as Muller lifted the gun, aiming the barrel towards it's head and squeezing the trigger, firing a shot into the creature witht he gash's head, causing it's head to snap back, and it stop and fall down forward, from the momentum of it dashing at Muller. The Umbrella team aimed towards the creature with the gash as it fell down and Gideon shouted "What the fuk?!" Muller said as he quickly brought his legs up and lept to his feet, turning to Gideon.
((Soz It Been ages. Comp went down.. And been really busy))
Bildo got out of his wheelchair and threw it down. He walked up behind Shal. One hand one his bandaged up ribs, The gunshot wound healing pretty well considering.
He rested his gun on her shoulder and said softly to her "Leave it, dont worry about it, lets get going." He turned her round as he said it..
As he was making his way back to the bus behind Shal.. The newcomer got on the bus.. Bildo struggled a little but needed to start walking so he did indanger the others as much. Shal got in the doorway of the Bus and gave Bildo a hand up the steps and into the seat behind the driver.
Becca Pulled the Bus away slowly Heading for Andy's Gun Shop on the other side of Town.
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A quiet hand would come down stroking the growling canine between the ears. "Easy boy. Let's just make us a little stop." A quiet smirk would play across his features as the abnormally large dog padded beside the stranger. The dog gave off an extremely feral look as well. Long black hair trailed down the animal's fur trailing across the ground as well. The hair would find itself covering one of two optics. The uncovered one would reveal a sort of slit of red while large claws extended from the dog's pads. This would be Project Dead Fang, a heightened canine unit used for the hunting of specified scents. It walked with a prowling motion as the alley way ahead remained completely clear of any significant threats. Each noise would set the creature off head arching while letting out a growl. The figure walking beside it seemed completely at home kicking up a trash can lid while giving it a toss in the process. "Fetch." The dog would bound towards the specified lid catching it. A sudden crunch followed by a spitting noise would find the lid in two torn peices. A laugh from the figure followed by a brief look around. "Yeah, we're close buddy."
The figure would quietly run a hand along his bald crown flicking sweat off briefly. His body felt heavier then usual, it was almost odd how it felt. He gave his chest a tap not feeling the soft squish of flesh only feeling an almost stone surface. He would only shrug at this catching sight of what he had been looking for. The figure at closer examination would be dressed in Umbrella Security Guard minus the helmet and a few excess accessories. He did keep the 9mm though just in case. As they continued he would finally come to a stop staring up at the building.
"Yeah, this is where the good stuff is." He pointed towards the open door frame along with the fallen sign. "The Raccoon's Tail. Best white russian ever!" He gave the dog a pat before stepping inside. Dead Fang looked around quietly head turning left and right as hair trailed as well. The figure's head was turned to the dog as he bumped into a figure. Head turning back he would be eye to eye with the bartender. "Damn man, you've seen better days." The bartender was indeed infected as most of the others. Watching as the grubby fingers extended towards him the figure quickly got into a nice stance. "Idiot. Don't get physical with me." A slight crack would sound as the bartender's nose would now find a new home a few inches north of it's original position. Of course this had damaged the brain connection finally killing the infected subject. Watching the figure land with a thud the subject quietly proceeded to stomp the skull followed by wiping his boot off along a table chair. He stared around only seeing broken glass, bottles and the like. Catching sight of a pool stick he swung it a few times before getting satisfied. He would hear crunching motions as Dead Fang had found another infected subject. "Good boy. Just kill the damn thing. Let's get what we came for." A sudden snarl ending in a cut off moan the figure would clear his nose pressing a finger to his nostril. "Smells like damn rotten fruit." Hopping over the counter in one motion he would dig a while before finding the jackpot.
Pulling out about fourteen cold Bud Lights he would sigh some. Not his favorite but it'll work. Popping one cap he proceeded to pop the other one. "Hm, need a bowl.." Spotting a bowl of over turned peanuts he would flick it somewhat sending nuts sprawling. Upturning the bottle he would fill the bowl to the brim placing it on the floor. "Go on boy." The dog lowered it's head slowly lapping up the liquid. Taking a seat he would yawn some placing a hand to his chin. "Bored as hell." A brief moan again as the figure would catch sight of the dead woman. "Sorry, we are cloooosed." Blam! The woman's head would seem to grow a hole as the figure opened another beer. Taking a drink he would stare at Dead Fang for a second. "Bored as hell.."
shalimar head snapped up.her feral sense had kicked backed in."it's about time"she closed her eyes.the sense went to work.it seemed as if she could see everything around her. her eyes open and her yellow cat eyes showed. taking a whiff of the air she could smell a feral best. the sent intoxicated her. it was a sent she never smelled before. she felt her animal side urging to find the beast but she knew she had to stay with the group. as soon as she heard the gun soot she jumped knowing this person or this thing was alive or had the virus. she had to see. hopefully the others would want to too."bildo,beckz did y'all hear that "she said walking onto the bus."somebodies out there."