"You can grab a suit outside the elevator. Be sure you got some weapons, too. This should be a rocky mission." Gotham said, pointing down the hallway. "We're waiting for one more person. Once she's on, we go down."
"Right." He smiles. "I'm the teams LT. Call me Ghost or Rekko if ya' want. But formerly its Lieutenant Rek." Rek paused. "Whats your name and rank, and where do you hail from?"
(OOC: This is my first RP.)
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Jacob check his comm and then looked for any active signals in the area. Only three showed up on the read out. 'Rand, Summers, and Chew.' "Damnit.. no topside. Oh well might as well try." Jacob clicked the comm to the strongest signal, Marlon's. "Summers, I need you to open the door at the end of the hallway. There is no way to open it.. you may have to get creative with this one. Door seems to be stripped.. more like fused at the hinges."
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Marlon's laughter immediatly stopped but a smile remained on his face.
"I'll see what I can do sir! Rand if you have anything to help we need you ASAP, mr.demlitionist."
Marlon decided to try his first idea which proved to work more on him. He sprinted the entire distance to the door and charged with his shoulder causing a large metallic cling.
"AAAW F**king hell!"
Marlon looked at the sides and his face cringed. Looked like mucus to him.
"looks like we would need a laser, explosive, or a bulldozer for this one... sir is the door breakable?"
Marlon stopped at wierd sound of something moving. He shrugged it off and figured it to be Rand.
Rek plays with the suits air regulater for a minute before being satisfied and grabbing his blue helmet with the appropriate rank symbol and his name. "Loran 'Ghost' Rek". Passing by the gun cage he grabs the remaining pistol, some clips and just to be safe takes a couple of explosive charges from a heavy metal crate. Loads the baretta and gives the weapon a once over with slight disgust, before holstering the weapon and heading back to the lift.
Gotham was still alone. "So your a Brigader General? You out-rank me right?" Rek glances around. "I need....ahh there it is." Opens a box on the table near the lift and attaches the Scientific Scanner to the Hazmat suits power source then fits the device in place on his left arm. "Good." Rek beamed through his visor. "Where is everyone. Surely theres more."
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"Very.. the doors are not that sturdy once you pull them open a bit.. in fact I think if you hit it hard enough you might be able to knock it open enough to crawl through, Me and Chew will be helping. Over and out." Jacob walked back to where Chew was and helped him to his feet. "C'mon man, we have to force this door to open when Summers hit's it." Chew looked around nervously but decided that getting to safety was the best option. "Alright, let's do this." Jacob and Chew both got up and marched over to the door. With the two of them prepared to pull the door open, they waited for Sumers to get ready.
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"There are. Us three are going down now, if anyone else plans on coming, they can come down on another elevator trip." Gotham said, hitting a button on the elevator's panel. The doors slid closed with a clang, and the elevator scraped down to the lower level. Once the doors reopened, the members of Delta squad were attempting to progress through the facility, but a door was in the way.
"Trying to open that door?" he asked. "I could pull it open for you." He gripped the door with his left hand, his mechanical grip tightening.
He took a lot of steps back and set up in a 3 point stance and got ready. In his mind he set off the countdown 'down, set!' He immediatly started thinking about his shoulder out of this again. 'Hit!' Marlon exploded out of his stance and charged at the door full force yelling. this was about to be one hell of an impact.
Lt. Rek stepped out of the elevator. "I think we need to head deeper this areas been cleared according to High Command. Although I doubt they're entirely correct." The lieutenant points to the opening where Delta took the freight lift down. Blood stained the ground immediatly before the lift opening. "'Down there."
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"Oh, Chew, this guys a beast so you better brace yourself!" Jacob pulled back as hard as he could and tried to take some strain off of the door so Summers could hit it even harder. Chew did the same and the door slightly cracked. "Hit it hard!"
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Simon was completely engrossed in the whole idea that there was about to be action that he didn't even notice that there was another soldier in the elevator with he and Gotham.
"My bad," he said to the new guy. "I'm Private Raynard And who might you be?"
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Rek smiled. "Your LT. Just transfered. Last minute." He pointed to the rank symbol on his helmet. Then turned back to the freight lifts control panel. "Looks like your eager to shoot something. Ahh." Rek flips the breaker and the lift frame screaches to life as the lift begins to return. "Ok. Listen up!" Loran begins. "Im lieutenant Loran Rek. Im your team leader." A dragging scraping slurping noise causes Rek to look at the lift hole just as a freakishly deranged humanoid dressed in Lab whites lept from it. "Auhh. Shoot it. Dont let it get into the lift."
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The comm in Rek's suit started hissing then a voice that seemed very detached as if just reading from a progress report started speaking to him. "Lt. Loran Rek. It is vital that no-one leaves the laboratories. We are under full lock down. Once you reach the labs the lift to the surface will be shut down thirty minutes after. You will have to find another way out."
Lt. Rek wondered as he quietly replied. "What about Team Delta and Charlie. They may have wounded."
"Then leave them. Shoot them if need arises."
"Sir...I dont think the team will take kindly to shooting their fellow soldiers, I-"
"You don't think. You follow orders." The voice became adgitated. "I dont think you understand the situation. soldier. No-one must survive in the labs. Team Charlie hasn't reported its Zitrep in eighteen hours. And we lost comms with Delta two hours ago." The voice became bland again. "You have your orders lieutenant. Lt. Book has the same." There was a pause. "Good luck." Then the transmission cut out and Loran wondered if he imagined the conversation.
(OOC: This takes place before I join Gotham and and the rest of Alpha in the first lift.)
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"Damn this is Bullshit " He checked out the door " i didnt bring any of my major equipment all ive got is Phosperous " He checked it out " this may burn it. Maybe" He looked at the door. Hes never seen one very well put together like this. Maybe theres a reason for it being like this
"If that doesn't work I'm taking another go at it."
He looked around as the noises continued faintly. Marlon was positive that it wasn't Rand he was right infront of him. He attempted to shrug it off and braced himself again just in case it didn't work.
"I hope that works cause my shoulder isn't getting any better with metal hitting metal around it."
He looked at his right shoulder and saw a dent in his suit, he simply nodded.
When Jacob didn't feel an impact he knew that the two outside had a plan going. Chew and Book made their way back to a small over-turned table with what seemed like butchered bodies all around it. "What the.." Chew's head shot up and made a quieting motion. "I think I hear my team coming, that's not a good thing either." Book looked at him funny. "What do y--" Chew knocked Jacob's helmet making him be quiet. "None of my team survived. All those are, are the things they became.. Stay quiet and they will leave. It's useless to shoot at them unless their helmet is gone. Believe me.. I found that out the hard way." Book made sure his hand was on his pistol the whole time but made sure to stay in the shadows as he could here faint foot steps in the background.
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The 'creature' started towards the shocked team. It had a hungry look in its deranged and unhuman eyes. Rek reached for his pistol and aimed carefully at its head. The humanoid paused at the sight of the gun and turned towards the lift. Simon and Gotham both fired several shots at the creature. Simons shot passed through is torso and Gotham got a head shot. Rek stopped before he pulled the trigger and instead glanced at its grotesque but somewhat human form as it collapsed. He didnt need to waste ammo and instead said. "Good shooting people. Simon check the body. What the hell was that thing?"
The freight elevator shuddered to a hault. "Ok Gotham on the lift. You first."
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Jacob started to notice the lights flicker. "What's going on?" Chew looked worried and his voice matched the feeling. "That's a surge.. in other words we just went back to full power." Suddenly all the lights in the area turned on and a low pitch but loud alarm started to blare in the back ground. Just as this happened the infected Charlie looked over and screamed what could only be described as something you never wanted to hear again. Jacob opened fire immediately and Chew did the but with an assault rifle. "Where the hell did you find that!?" Chew just laughed. "There is a small armory and eight or nine clicks down the hallway that they are in. Only about six guns though."
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