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Our intelligence sources have uncovered possible plans for Nazi Weaponized Virus to acquire the feared IG Virus which turns people into Zombies.

It seems that as of late, dozens of nations have rushed to acquire this deadly and ultra-lethal virus.


Therefore I purpose that any nation which has the virus deny sale to any and all nations and only keep enough stock on hand for their own testing.

We do not need the world turning into zombies.


This conference will also discuss the issues of Biological and Chemical weapons proliferation.


Hosting the conference will be Communist Mississippi.

The conference will be held in Fabus City which is approximately 12 miles east of Tripoli.

If you want to attend, just reply with your nation name and who you are sending to the conference. I will put you on the list.

Host
Communist Mississippi
Foreign Minister Paul Stahlecker.
Head of Biological Weapons and Chemical Weapons Program Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht.


Attendees:

Dimmimar- Eva Kakorkis.

Parthia- Piruz Savhadkohi.

Treky- Vice President- Criag Basin and Dr. Frank Lingard.

Kriegorgrad-

Dancing Moose- Mark Evans.

Praetonia- Defence Minister Tiberius Dio.

Murl- Foreign Affairs Minister, Benjamin Frangliot.

Dyelli Beybi- Minister for Foreign Affairs Dr Jack Ledoux.

We will send Eva Kakorkis, head of Dimmimar's biological and chemical agency....

We would like to attend as well.

NWV Government statement:
A small portion of this virus, has indeed been purchased, and was currently undergoing tests for mass production and synthesizing of it. We ask the CM puts his differences aside as we have a problem on our hands.

The Science Institute studying the virus, The Nazi Republic Federal Science Facility, the second biggest in our nation, was studying this virus but up until 3 Hours ago, we lost contact with the underground facility below Athens. Several Strike Times were sent in and reported securing a foothold in the 1st and 3rd sectors of the facility, but were forced to retreat by what they called 'unstoppable monsters'. NWV calls on all nations to assist us in this fascinating, but deeply troubling and fearful event. If the virus is allowed to leak from the facility, which is currently under lockdown after the return of the strike teams, all the world will soon have terror on its hands.

President Adolf Hitler II

Dr Baldur von Schacht was sitting in the smoking lounge of the Royal Hotel (best hotel in the city) in Fabus City, Libya. He was sitting in a chair laughing and talking to other guests, white colonial officers, CM garrison officers, the local police chief, and a few other local personalities.

He saw a lady walk in, it was the delegate from Dimmimar. Schacht stood up from his chair when she entered the room. The first thing that she noticed was the room stank of cigars, expensive ones, but still a wretched smell.

She said, "I think I'm lost. Is this where the conference is to be held?"

Schacht said, "Oh, it's not here, this is smoking lounge. The conference will be held in the Victoria Conference Room. It's locked right now, but I can take you there, would you care to see it?"

Dimmimar would like to highlight the fact that what happened to NWZ, proves how dangerous the IG virus is.

We should know, a whole factory of workers in Dimmimar turned into uncontrolable, gibbering zombies....

NWV Government statement:
A small portion of this virus, has indeed been purchased, and was currently undergoing tests for mass production and synthesizing of it. We ask the CM puts his differences aside as we have a problem on our hands.

The Science Institute studying the virus, The Nazi Republic Federal Science Facility, the second biggest in our nation, was studying this virus but up until 3 Hours ago, we lost contact with the underground facility below Athens. Several Strike Times were sent in and reported securing a foothold in the 1st and 3rd sectors of the facility, but were forced to retreat by what they called 'unstoppable monsters'. NWV calls on all nations to assist us in this fascinating, but deeply troubling and fearful event. If the virus is allowed to leak from the facility, which is currently under lockdown after the return of the strike teams, all the world will soon have terror on its hands.

President Adolf Hitler II


Our PMCs have operated all throughout the world and so have experience against you can imagine. I will allow you to hire "Alpha Enterprises" a small group of 200 ex-special operators, they were all in Gamma Company of Battalion 12. It was one of the most feared battalions in the RG Special Forces Division, the men specialized in urban warfare.

Dimmimar would like to highlight the fact tht what happened to NWZ, proes how dangerous the IG virus is.

We should know, a whole factory of workers in Dimmimar turned into uncontrolable, gibbering zombies....


CM believes that the IG Virus is not dangerous unless improperly handled. We have the right staff available to handle it so nobody in CM is expected to be harmed.

We are conducting our research about 1,200 meters below ground in a system of bunkers.

Dr Baldur von Schacht was sitting in the smoking lounge of the Royal Hotel (best hotel in the city) in Fabus City, Libya. He was sitting in a chair laughing and talking to other guests, white colonial officers, CM garrison officers, the local police chief, and a few other local personalities.

He saw a lady walk in, it was the delegate from Dimmimar. Schacht stood up from his chair when she entered the room. The first thing that she noticed was the room stank of cigars, expensive ones, but still a wretched smell.

She said, "I think I'm lost. Is this where the conference is to be held?"

Schacht said, "Oh, it's not here, this is smoking lounge. The conference will be held in the Victoria Conference Room. It's locked right now, but I can take you there, would you care to see it?"

"Thank you, I would appreciate that" She said whilst conceiling a hidden grin.

"So, who exactly are you?"

Our PMCs have operated all throughout the world and so have experience against you can imagine. I will allow you to hire "Alpha Enterprises" a small group of 200 ex-special operators, they were all in Gamma Company of Battalion 12. It was one of the most feared battalions in the RG Special Forces Division, the men specialized in urban warfare.

Good, they can coordinate with our 'EOKA' Strike teams.

6 EOKA Strike Teams with 5 Men in each will split into groups with your special forces and attack the bunker from different bearings, the meetup point will be designated at the middle of the facility. They are to hold this point and plant a Small Tactical Nuclear weapon of .5 Megatons, then get out.

We also call on CM to provide us with information regarding the zombies weak spots e.t.c.

Parthia will send a representative.

"Thank you, I would appreciate that" She said whilst conceiling a hidden grin.

"So, who exactly are you?"

Added- I thought you said hidden gun. Sorry.

Lets just go with that she was carrying a gun okay.

(Schacht) "I am a Field Marshal and a Doctor, Baldur von Schacht. This way, follow."

He leads her to the room, there are two armed white colonial soldiers outside the room which is blocked by a sealed steel blast door. He enters in a code and they walk in. See shes inside a large hardened transparent tank is a zombie.

(Schacht) "We cannot discuss just what this virus does without seeing what it can do. We needed to have evidence of its capability. Do you understand what I mean?"

He then quickly performed a standard special operations move (he was trained in special operations), caught her off balance, ended up knocking her down, taking her gun. He then pulled the magazine out, pulled the slide back to eject the round from the chamber. He then tossed her back the gun and said, ".32 caliber? Nice pea-shooter , next time get a 45, that's a real caliber."

Schacht then helped her up and said, "Now do you have any questions for me that you don't want to ask at the conference? I can answer basically any questions on this virus. I can also privately answer questions on the IG-Baldur Schacht strain I am working on. I'll be done with it soon."

Good, they can coordinate with our 'EOKA' Strike teams.

6 EOKA Strike Teams with 5 Men in each will split into groups with your special forces and attack the bunker from different bearings, the meetup point will be designated at the middle of the facility. They are to hold this point and plant a Small Tactical Nuclear weapon of .5 Megatons, then get out.

We also call on CM to provide us with information regarding the zombies weak spots e.t.c.


Shoot them in the head, or cause them massive trauma to the point where they lose a large quantity of blood.

The nation of Binthor will be sending 12 teams of our elite ITATSO (Ithraxian Tactical Anti-Terrorist Special Operations) operatives. As they have worked with NWV in the Tyrina disaster, we are putting as many of these men as Adolf Hitler II needs under his control. We only have 96 ITATSO operatives on site, however.

The nation of Binthor will be sending 12 teams of our elite ITATSO (Ithraxian Tactical Anti-Terrorist Special Operations) operatives. As they have worked with NWV in the Tyrina disaster, we are putting as many of these men as Adolf Hitler II needs under his control. We only have 96 ITATSO operatives on site, however.

Thanks, I'll make a new thread. Look forward to working with you in another successful operation :)

Schacht said to the lady doctor from Dimmimar. "Sorry about that, but no guns are allowed in here. If somebody should puncture one of the tanks we are keeping a subject in or a viral sample in, it could be disaster. I didn't hurt you did I? Would you like to look around or perhaps I can buy a drink, whatever you want, a Field Marshal in Mississippi makes quite a lot."

The delegate for Parthia will be Piruz Savhadkohi.

"Can the virus be turned into a liquid?"

She goggled at the zombie. She felt strangely magnetised to this man. Probably that flashy move. She preffered 3 caliber anyway....

"How about a drink? I'd love one!"

"Can the virus be turned into a liquid?"

She goggled at the zombie. She felt strangely magnetised to this man. Probably that flashy move. She preffered 3 caliber anyway....


Schacht "Yes, my strain I am working on, the IG-BS strain will be able to survive in water for approximately 10 days. It will also be able to be absorbed through the skin. But enough about the virus, we can talk about that later. Tell me about your work, what do you do?"

The President of Trekys wishes to send his Vice President, as well as a Leading Biologist, Dr. Frank Lingard. Vice President Criag Basin. They will arrive within a day. The President would also like t send in 1 Special Marines Force (25 guys), they are highly trained and regarded as the best soldiers Trekys has, they each have standard m4's and 45 caliber pistols as well as an array of grenades. He shall put them under President Adolf Hitler II's command.

We would like to attend as well.

This doesn't concern you, you are not to be privy to such classified information as the IG Virus.

Generia would like to send a representative if either the 'Kali' or 'KM2' virus will come under discussion.

Schacht "Yes, my strain I am working on, the IG-BS strain will be able to survive in water for approximately 10 days. It will also be able to be absorbed through the skin. But enough about the virus, we can talk about that later. Tell me about your work, what do you do?"

"I work in the Chemical and Biological section of Dimmimar's so-called C&B department. I work nights, I'm single, I get payed a measly salary....." She cut off hastily.

Salary in the C&B department was low. She barely scrapped a living to have an apartment.....

Kriegorgrad would like to send a representative to voice the views of Kriegorgrad on the serious issue of the lethal IG virus.

Shoot them in the head, or cause them massive trauma to the point where they lose a large quantity of blood.

OOC:Dont forget a burst of fire also works...

"I work in the Chemical and Biological section of Dimmimar's so-called C&B department. I work nights, I'm single, I get payed a measly salary....." She cut off hastily.

Salary in the C&B department was low. She barely scrapped a living to have an apartment.....


(Schacht) "I work about 18 hours a day when I'm working on something very important. Often though I just do work from home, well whichever home I'm in at the time, I have more than a few houses. Well you should consider working for the CM Army Bioweapons Design team. I am the head of all biological and chemical projects in CM. I manage to get enough to live comfortably."

(He is worth over 100 billion dollars from his company, his salary, and his assorted stocks)

Schacht continued to speak, "So how about we get out of here and go somewhere for a drink. Libya is such a nice place, well the new white cities are, the arab districts of the old cities that are divided into 1/2 white and 1/2 arab are messes, riots, shootings, lynchings, bombings done by both sides against the other. They killed the governor-general of Mississippian Egypt a few days ago when he was visiting Tripoli. But don't worry, this city is safe, there are guards, police, reservists, and all sorts of armed colonists on the streets."

We would like to send a rep. also...

Mark Evans
Dancing Moose CB (Chemical/Biological)

"That sounds great. Know any good places?"

She walked along the street, indicating the numerous bars and restaurants along the street....

Piruz Savhadkohi flew fromPersepolis International airport towards Fabus City International in one of the Shah's 747's. He glanced on his laptop containing data of Parthias WMDs: Nuclear, Chemical, and biological. Locking it into a briefcase and handcuffing it to his courier, he prepared to take a nap

A 747 was a few hours from Fabus City. On board was a few secret service personal that woudl follow the VP and his partner all the way to the conference, they are willing to relinquish their fire arms as long as they are in the same room as the VP. The VP looked anxious, he'd seen zombie movies, but never knew of a virus that could make them.....the Doctor he brought was going over info that they had, which was very very little...he was also scribbling something in a piece of paper, the VP disregarded it and decided to talk to the pilot How much longer? the pilo glanced bakc for a moment and said A few more hours, then the fun begins. Once where there, we have to request a landing, we can't just land like any everyday airplane the VP began to walk away That could make us a target.... he then returned to his seat

"That sounds great. Know any good places?"

She walked along the street, indicating the numerous bars and restaurants along the street....


(Schacht) "Yes of course, there is a nationally renowned restaurant, "The Chateau, they have a dress code, but we're both dressed for it." (He is wearing an expensive suit, she is wearing proper attire for a lady, as prescribed by municipal law)


Schacht walked alongside the curb as the two of them walked down the street. She noticed there were hundreds of armed soldiers on the streets, they stood out in sharp contrast to the old look that the city had been given. The city had just been built a while ago, but it had been built to look like it was the 1880s.

They arrived at the restaurant, there were 1/2 dozen armed guards and a BMP-3 parked in the parking lot. There was a doorman and he opened the door, Schacht allowed Eva to go in first, the doorman said, "Welcome back Dr.Schacht." He shook hands with the doorman and said, "Thank you." (He passed him a 100 dollar bill when he shook hands)

The owner of the restaurant was walking around making sure everybody was being taken care of, he saw Dr Schacht walk in. He immedialtey walked up and said, "Ah Dr. Schacht, and who is this lovely lady with you? Will you be in your usual table doctor?"

Schacht replied, "Dr, Eva Kakorkis. Allow me to introduce you to Mr. Henri Blanc, the owner of the chateau. The usual table, that will do fine. Thank you."

The owner escorted them both to the table. Schacht pulled out Eva's seat, and then he sat down himself after she had sat down.


Blanc asked them if they would like some wine, Schacht replied, "Well we are in Libya, so why not something from a year of significance from Libyan History. 1912, the year it became an Italian colony. You pick which one."

Blanc replied, "Why doctor, you know we only have 3 bottles from 1912. Are you sure you won't pick it yourself?"

Schacht replied, "No, you go ahead, you're a fine judge of good wine."

Blanc said, "Of course sir." And then turned to go get the wine.

Praetonia will send a delegate. Our Defence Minister Tiberius Dio. OOC: I'll RP something tomorrow when Im a bit more awake.

We at Murl would like to attend. We're sending the Foreign Affairs Minister, Benjamin Frangliot.

About the two CM representatives sent to the conference. (Dr Schacht is the coordinator of the conference)


Field Marshal Dr. Baldur von Schacht “Doctor Of Death” (42) The overall commander of Special Weaponry research and development. He earned his nickname by conducting experiments with chemical and biological weapons on people (convicted felons). He also conducts high-altitude, temperature, and other experiments on POWs and detainees. Came up with the idea for VX gas chambers to get rid of opponents of the Fabus Regime. Rich, handsome, charming, he is also the most intelligent and imaginative doctor in CM. He is working on the IG Virus project and he is making the IG-BS strain, a strain that will live in water for as many as 10 days. More of a practical man than an idealist, he just wants to get his work done and the Fabus regime was the best opportunity to get work done. The Fabus government will pay for to develop things most other countries would pay to see destroyed. Schacht is considered a workaholic, but when he isn’t working, he knows how to have fun.


Minister of Foreign Affairs Paul Stahlecker (40) He is the minister of Foreign Affairs for CM. Very intelligent (IQ of 163). He stands out because he is 6’4 and is very imposing. Although the average male height in CM is 5’11. Rumor has it that when Eleanor Fabus was 19 and Stahlecker was 38, that the two had an affair, it is unclear if this actually occurred and if they are still seeing each other. He helps see to it that friendly foreign nations that need military and economy assistance get it. He also helps see to it that white guerilla armies are in communication with CM military forces. Very renowned for his racially offense remarks that he doesn't hesitate to make on live international TV and radio.

The 747 that carried the President and the Doctor where now 5 minutes from Fabus International. The pilot was saying over and over again This is Flight 292 from Treky International. We are carrying two things of interest to the CM goverment and wish to land The VP told the captian to say that, just in case terroists try to kill them.

(some info on the VP and doc)

Vice President Criag Basin has been VP for 5 years. Hes served as Leonard McCoys VP since they ran 5 years ago. Hes 39 years of age, comes from Federation City inside of Trekys. Hes 5'9" with blond hair and brown eyes. He wearing a suit that has the Trekys Presidential seal on it and a briefcase. He was a lawyer before he became a VP and took classes in diplomacy, so he was well educated for situations like this.

Doctor Frank Lingard is 49 years of age. Hes been Trekys leading Biologist and chemist for 15 years. He was made head of Trekys Chemical and Biological labs 5 years prior to this conference. Hes 5'6", with Black hair, altough some gray hairs popping up and blue eyes with a go-tee. He was a very smart man, thought to be on par with Enstien in his day.

The 747 that carried the President and the Doctor where now 5 minutes from Fabus International. The pilot was saying over and over again This is Flight 292 from Treky International. We are carrying two things of interest to the CM goverment and wish to land The VP told the captian to say that, just in case terroists try to kill them.

(some info on the VP and doc)

Vice President Criag Basin has been VP for 5 years. Hes served as Leonard McCoys VP since they ran 5 years ago. Hes 39 years of age, comes from Federation City inside of Trekys. Hes 5'9" with blond hair and brown eyes. He wearing a suit that has the Trekys Presidential seal on it and a briefcase. He was a lawyer before he became a VP and took classes in diplomacy, so he was well educated for situations like this.

Doctor Frank Lingard is 49 years of age. Hes been Trekys leading Biologist and chemist for 15 years. He was made head of Trekys Chemical and Biological labs 5 years prior to this conference. Hes 5'6", with Black hair, altough some gray hairs popping up and blue eyes with a go-tee. He was a very smart man, thought to be on par with Enstien in his day.



(Libyan Colonial Air Traffic Control) (Speaking in a heavy rural Mississippian accent)

"This here is the Fabus Internationa, Libya. Ya'll are cleared fer landing on that there runway #12."

OOC: lol

IC:
The pilot looked at his co-pilot and responded Thank you, this is flight 292 from Trekys International landing on runway #12, correct? we are beginning decent now

OOC: Me and CM worked this out, just to let you guys know, I'm RPing as a Libyan freedom fighter/terrorist, and not my country.

Abdul exited the war-torn city. He continued back to Tripoli to find it in ruins. He managed to sneak by a sentry post, and met up with Hassan, who miraculessly survived the bombardment.

"That was some excelent marksmanship you demonstrated on the govener, Abdul." said the Hassan. "We have another job for you. Their is a meeting going on in the infidel stronghold known as Fabus city, we need you to kil the infidels attending. It would be suicide trying to breech security, so you will have to plant a bomb."

"I understand. I leave immediatly. Goodby, old friend."

"May Allah smile upon you."

OOC: lol

IC:
The pilot looked at his co-pilot and responded Thank you, this is flight 292 from Trekys International landing on runway #12, correct? we are beginning decent now



Occ- Yes.


There was a problem at in Fabus City. Abdul, the arab terrorist who had been attacking so many soldiers in the segregated cities had managed to slip into this all-white city. (The newly built cities are zoned all white, the old pre-invasion cities such as tripoli are divided into 1/2 white, 1/2 arab districts)

He had slipped into Fabus City and he decided that he was going to set a bomb off in the Royal Hotel. He didn't know what was going on, or what the consequences of the explosion would be. All he knew was there were lots of important people going there for some reason, and there was large blast door over the conference room.

He would sneak in through the air vent systems and plant the bomb.

OOC: Still got room for Dyelli Beybi and our Minister for Foreign Affairs Dr Jack Ledoux?

Abdul got in the vent, and turned on the attacked flashlight on his AKS74u. He crawled through the vent, and eventualy came to a shaft that led down, he dropped down silently, and got out. There were 2 guards standing with their backs turned to him...

OOC: lol i'm glad my VP is always nervous and prepares for the worst, sadly, he'll probably die, but alas, thats ok

IC:
The Vice President Steeped off the plane, the secret service men did an excellent job of protecting him. The doctor was not to far behind him, still crunching numbers and manageing to right on a piece of paper, probably a different one from before. The Vice President stepped into the limo, followed by the doctor and lastly the secret service, when all the doors were closed and locked, they amde their way to the hotel. The Vice President picked up his cell phone, punched in a few numbers and it began to rang. On the other end a middle aged man, in his late forty's picked up Hello? asked the man on the other end OH, i hope i didn't wake u leo asked the VP not at all greg, i was just reading the paper, was your flight ok? asked Trekys President yea, it was ok, no bombings yet The president laughed on the other end I told u nothing would happen, you worry to much. Now remember, your there to try to figure out what nations have this stuff, if we can get any for testing, and a possible sure to it, and the good Doctor is there to put in some of his expertise the president showed signs of grogginess Yes Leo, i'll let you sleep now, i'll call u when the meeting is over The president yawned You do that, goodnight with that the President hung up.

The IG Virus was going to be leaked in the blast from the bomb that Abdul was going to plant inside the air vent above the Victoria Conference Room. The virus would eventually infect a large part of Fabus City and many surround arab cities. The virus would kill so many arabs that Abdul would be so striken by guilt he would attempt suicide and only be saved by well-known CM Field Marshal who is also a doctor.


Occ- The virus will not be leaked for a few hours. Dimmimar, Dooming, and CM will be the main players in the "Escape from the city" that ensues after the virus leaks.

Other people are welcomed to attempt to get out of the city also, but just don't get in the way of the 3 main players. :)

OOC: lol so...i'm confused, wat just happened?

OOC:Should I RP planting the bomb, or did you just do that?

Abdul got in the vent, and turned on the attacked flashlight on his AKS74u. He crawled through the vent, and eventualy came to a shaft that led down, he dropped down silently, and got out. There were 2 guards standing with their backs turned to him...


He shot one of the guards, then he shot the other one. One was wounded, one was dead, the wounded one turned around and screamed, "What are you doing, you'll breech the tanks, you'll kill us all, the whole country, the whole world, you don't know what you're doing. Don't fire again, for the love of God. You'll doom us all. Don't arm that bomb, for the love of God, you'll kill us all, you'll be dooming your own people. Don't do it." Then the guard slipped into death.

The bomb was set to go off in 4 hours. Abdul would hang around the city to see it, but he'd have to hide, no arabs were allowed in the city.


The IG Virus was going to be leaked in the blast from the bomb that Abdul was going to plant inside the air vent above the Victoria Conference Room. The virus would eventually infect a large part of Fabus City and many surround arab cities. The virus would kill so many arabs that Abdul would be so striken by guilt he would attempt suicide and only be saved by well-known CM Field Marshal who is also a doctor.


Occ- Now we all just wait, I need to work stuff out with Dimmimar.

The guard was speaking so quickly, Abdul couldn't make out what he was saying, mainly becuase Abdul couldn't speak English very well. Abdul took out the timed C4 charge, and placed it in a concealed area. The bomb, he suspected, would be powerful enough to destroy the supports of the structure. He hid the bodies and climbed back up the shaft.

Piruz looked out of the window, the plane was now passing over Arabia towards Egypt. The old diplomat sighed, just another confrence.....

The limo holding the Vice President and the Doctor was now, right in front of the hotel. The VP and the Doctor got out, and the VP told the secret service to stay behind, the doorman held open the door, the Vice President explained who they were and the doorman said to goto the conference room, so they headed towards the conference room

OOC: hrmm....my assumption is they would be killed, right?

The limo holding the Vice President and the Doctor was now, right in front of the hotel. The VP and the Doctor got out, and the VP told the secret service to stay behind, the doorman held open the door, the Vice President explained who they were and the doorman said to goto the conference room, so they headed towards the conference room

OOC: hrmm....my assumption is they would be killed, right?


Wrong, the conference room is sealed tightly shut, nobody goes in unless Schacht is present.

They can go wait in their rooms until the conference starts at 9:30 a.m the next morning.

Wrong, the conference room is sealed tightly shut, nobody goes in unless Schacht is present.

They can go wait in their rooms until the conference starts at 9:30 a.m the next morning.

OOC: ok, but this is the building that blows up, right?

IC:
When the VP and the doctor entered the room with a giant door, they assumed it must be the conference room, but locked tight. They decided to look for an addentant and goto their rooms. When they did, the attatendant took'em to their room and left.

Baldur and Eva were enjoying a good meal. It was about 30 minutes before the arab had planted the bomb in the Hotel.

Baldur asked her how she liked the Royal Hotel, she replied, "Oh, I'm not actually staying there, too pricey." (She was staying at some economy hotel a few blocks away, she had gone to the hotel to check in as present for the conference that started the next morning)

Baldur said, "Well why don't you call the Royal Hotel, tell them to go to your hotel, get your bags, and move them to the penthouse suite. If they object, tell them you are a guest of Dr. Schacht. They will quickly comply."

She thought it was odd that the menu had no prices. Schacht explained with a chuckle, "If you have to ask the price, they assume you cannot afford it."


They had split two bottles of wine, both quite old. They also enjoyed a masterfully prepared and presented dish of food from rare local game animals.

The bill came, Schacht insisted on paying it, she did manage to catch a glimpse of it, $151,000 even. The most expensive items were the bottles of wine, then there was the food preparation, and then the fee added for the atmosphere and privilege of dining in such an upscale place.

Schacht took out a large wad of $1,000 bills and handed them to the owner, who had personally come to deliver the check. He then handed the owner 30 1,000 bills and said, "For yourself Henri." The man pocketed the money and said, "You are too generous Doctor, thank you."

Then Schacht stood up, pulled Eva's chair out so she could stand up and said, "Well, would you like to be moved to the Royal Hotel then?"

OOC: ok, but this is the building that blows up, right?

IC:
When the VP and the doctor entered the room with a giant door, they assumed it must be the conference room, but locked tight. They decided to look for an addentant and goto their rooms. When they did, the attatendant took'em to their room and left.


Occ- No, only the conference room will blow up, and maybe a few other rooms. But most of the building will be intact, it will be key to later parts of the RP.

Occ- No, only the conference room will blow up, and maybe a few other rooms. But most of the building will be intact, it will be key to later parts of the RP.

OOC: lol you've got to be the best RPer i've seen, or atleast RPed with in a LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG time (heh got my nation revived)

OOC: lol you've got to be the best RPer i've seen, or atleast RPed with in a LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG time (heh got my nation revived)


Thank you. :)

CM, you have sent us 10 Gallons of the IG Virus publicly. We won't sale this IG Virus to any nation. It's not for sale. We will attend this coference.

Given our vast knowledge of the virus, including first hand experience of combatting it. Would it be to CM's approval if our foreign Minister and Managing Director of the NWV Science Institute to attend the conference?

Given our vast knowledge of the virus, including first hand experience of combatting it. Would it be to CM's approval if our foreign Minister and Managing Director of the NWV Science Institute to attend the conference?


Sorry, we must deny that. You are on bad terms with one our allies (IDF) and as such I will keep my dealings with you as few as possible.

Sorry, we must deny that. You are on bad terms with one our allies (IDF) and as such I will keep my dealings with you as few as possible.

IDF and NWV are now allies!

We both are part of the Whittier Pact as well. Diplomatic relations are excellant with IDF.

IDF and NWV are now allies!

We both are part of the Whittier Pact as well. Diplomatic relations are excellant with IDF.


Oh, well the conference is full. But I did send some teams to help you contain the outbreak in your nation. You're welcomed to assume temporary command of them and RP their actions in your nation.


Occ- But please don't clutter this thread with stuff we can say in TGs.

The President was monitoring discussions between the two nations, he didn't want to send one out of his own, but he did anyway

NWV, this is President Leonard McCoy of the United States of Trekys, i would like to know if the battle agianst the zombies was a sucess?

The President was monitoring discussions between the two nations, he didn't want to send one out of his own, but he did anyway

NWV, this is President Leonard McCoy of the United States of Trekys, i would like to know if the battle agianst the zombies was a sucess?


Occ- Trekys, I'm trying to keep this as uncluttered as possible. If it's about NWV please do it in the thread he made for his Rp. Don't worry, soon I'll chat with Dimmimar and we'll work out something and then we move into the explosion and the outbreak phase of this RP. Loads of fun there, except for those who turn into zombies.

OOC: ok, very sorry i did lol, oooo my secret service guys should become zombies lol zombies with guns then (that possible?)

OOC: ok, very sorry i did lol, oooo my secret service guys should become zombies lol zombies with guns then (that possible?)


Not with this strain of the virus. Read the Resident Evil #2 book "Caliban Cove" there are zombies with guns but it's a different strain of virus that infected them.

Not with this strain of the virus. Read the Resident Evil #2 book "Caliban Cove" there are zombies with guns but it's a different strain of virus that infected them.

ah ok (this will be the last one of these i post as its getting crowded in here lol)

OOC: ok, very sorry i did lol, oooo my secret service guys should become zombies lol zombies with guns then (that possible?)

To the best of my knowledge, they are just dangling "Night of the Living Dead" type of zombies.

bump for Dimmimar to reply to the posts involving him (There are a few)

(did he log off?)

The Vice President called the front desk to find out what time the meeting would be. The front Desk clerk said 9:30 AM. The VP said thank you, hung up and went to go look for some cloths he can wear for tomorrow as he packed a few days worth.

Mark Evans sat in the VIP chair in his private jet looking extremely anxious. He looked at his watch, and then at the cockpit. He said, "Damnit, im late again.." as he looked out the window over the Libyian farmlands. Then he heard in the cockpit: "Roger that Juliet 2-5 you are cleared for landing on Runway 4. Target marked with b-strobe, over"....

"Thank god for that" He calmly said to himself. He buckled his belt as the plane made its decent. When he arrived, he took a moment to stop at the top of the planes unloading ramp to wave at the local Libyian press. With a smile on his face, he de-boarded the last plane he would ever be on.

The Parthian delegate was flying over Egypt near Cairo towards Libya. He was worried about this next meeting, although he was experienced he needed to prove that Parthia had not loaded IG viruses onto ICBMs.

Emperor Giuseppe Antonio Marzullo changed his mind about attending this conference due to the lack of hospitality. "It was a small chance that i was going to go there to be kind to the international community, but it's unfortunate that the rest of the world doesn't show respect!" That comment earlier today by our precious leader....

She sat down at a table. Taking her jacket off.

"Thanks. So, what shall we get? I like the look of the crab, but that'll have to wait..."

The IG Virus was going to be leaked in the blast from the bomb that Abdul was going to plant inside the air vent above the Victoria Conference Room. The virus would eventually infect a large part of Fabus City and many surround arab cities. The virus would kill so many arabs that Abdul would be so striken by guilt he would attempt suicide and only be saved by well-known CM Field Marshal who is also a doctor.


Occ- The virus will not be leaked for a few hours. Dimmimar, Dooming, and CM will be the main players in the "Escape from the city" that ensues after the virus leaks.

Other people are welcomed to attempt to get out of the city also, but just don't get in the way of the 3 main players. :)

That's fine. Sounds fun ;)

Cher'nubus sat calmly in his seat aboard the modified, modified for the upper classes, the noble class if you will, he sipped on his fine wine, 1892 it dated, it was matured to perfection...his mind snapped back to reality, he was on his way to an important meeting concerning the IG virus, he sat for a few more minutes composing himself.

"This is Kriegos diplomatic aircraft, requesting permission to land" the pilot said into the mic, as monotone as he could manage. A reply crackled through and the aircraft landed, the small party of 4 Kriegos Death Korp, 7 "Acolytes" who were underlings to Grand Apothecary Cher'nubus. Despite being an apothecary, he hadn't healed many people in his time, he stuck to bioweapons and more...unsavoury areas of work.

He then boarded a long black limousine with his small group before being whisked off to the Royal Hotel. He sent his party upstairs to unpack and set off to look for the conference room.

OOC: I'd like to participate in the zombie outbreak phase, would that be alright?

As soon as Dimmimar and I work out some other stuff, and the outbreak begins, the RP will probably be closed to new comers. So basically anybody who hasn't posted it this already, don't start now.

If you're in it now, you've got a decent chance to be in the outbreak phase if you're so inclined.

But we'll see what happens.


Occ- Dimmiar, you still got some other posts to reply to, search pages 3 and 4.

You should be aware that the Parthians have threatened to unleash the IG virus on me if I do not disband my Alliance of Free Nations. Thought you might want to know.

Baldur and Eva were enjoying a good meal. It was about 30 minutes before the arab had planted the bomb in the Hotel.

Baldur asked her how she liked the Royal Hotel, she replied, "Oh, I'm not actually staying there, too pricey." (She was staying at some economy hotel a few blocks away, she had gone to the hotel to check in as present for the conference that started the next morning)

Baldur said, "Well why don't you call the Royal Hotel, tell them to go to your hotel, get your bags, and move them to the penthouse suite. If they object, tell them you are a guest of Dr. Schacht. They will quickly comply."

She thought it was odd that the menu had no prices. Schacht explained with a chuckle, "If you have to ask the price, they assume you cannot afford it."


They had split two bottles of wine, both quite old. They also enjoyed a masterfully prepared and presented dish of food from rare local game animals.

The bill came, Schacht insisted on paying it, she did manage to catch a glimpse of it, $151,000 even. The most expensive items were the bottles of wine, then there was the food preparation, and then the fee added for the atmosphere and privilege of dining in such an upscale place.

Schacht took out a large wad of $1,000 bills and handed them to the owner, who had personally come to deliver the check. He then handed the owner 30 1,000 bills and said, "For yourself Henri." The man pocketed the money and said, "You are too generous Doctor, thank you."

Then Schacht stood up, pulled Eva's chair out so she could stand up and said, "Well, would you like to be moved to the Royal Hotel then?"

"Thank you, Yes" She stammered. This act of genuine kindness had suprised her.

"Ah, afters. I like the look of that suifolai, [sp?] it looks appealing, don't you think?"

"Thank you, Yes" She stammered. This act of genuine kindness had suprised her.

"Ah, afters. I like the look of that suifolai, [sp?] it looks appealing, don't you think?"


Occ- Reply to the part about her hotel arrangements and his offer. You can also ask him how much a CM field marshal make's because you are surprised he carries such a large amount of money on him.


Schacht said with a smile, "Yes that would be quite good."

Schacht then asked her, "Would you permit me to smoke? A good pipe after dinner is something I always enjoy."

Occ- Don't anybody ask if he's smoking opium or pot. CM officers smoke tobacco and nothing but tobacco.

OOC:
Sorry :(

I.C:
"Thank you for the offer. I would much like to move there."

She hesitated a little, then spoke up...

"How much do you earn? I know it sounds silly but..."

OOC:
Sorry :(

I.C:
"Thank you for the offer. I would much like to move there."

She hesitated a little, then spoke up...

"How much do you earn? I know it sounds silly but..."


Schacht said, "Well my field marshal's salary is about 10 million per year, my doctor's salary is another 10 million. Being head of the Biological and Chemical programs brings me in about another 20 million. Then my company, I am the CEO of Schacht Chemicals and Schacht Advanced Pharmaceutical Inc, together those ususally earn about 1-1.5 trillion per year, of which I typically get about 10-20 billion per year from their combined earnings. So, shall we go then, you'll find the Royal Hotel is quiet spacious, my room is basically the entire top floor, quite large."

Jesus She thought

"Well the rooms sound nice. I must thank you for this meal and your offer, you are exceddingly generous...."

The waiter brought the desert and she started to eat it.

"I should be paid more, but the recent revolution was very bad for me. I worked for the deposed Fascist government. Good pay, but the Democrats were not so hospitable...."

You should be aware that the Parthians have threatened to unleash the IG virus on me if I do not disband my Alliance of Free Nations. Thought you might want to know.


I don't care, he's my ally, he can do whatever he wants. Whatever he does I'll rubberstamp it as a-okay. Also, this thread is for the RP about the virus and the outbreak that will occur. We're not really here to discuss who is threatening to annihilate who.

OOC: Sevaris, just tread carefully and don't insult him like you usually do.....

Jesus She thought

"Well the rooms sound nice. I must thank you for this meal and your offer, you are exceddingly generous...."

The waiter brought the desert and she started to eat it.

"I should be paid more, but the recent revolution was very bad for me. I worked for the deposed Fascist government. Good pay, but the Democrats were not so hospitable...."


(Schacht) "No need to thank me, it was my pleasure, I should be thanking you for allowing me to enjoy a meal in the presence of such a beautiful and intelligent lady."

(Schacht) in a tone revealing he was quite happy, "It's always great to meet a woman who is not only intelligent and pretty, but also a fascist. Such a thing is not as common today as one might think. You should consider working for the CM Biological Weapons Program, the starting pay for an entry-level bio-chemical engineer would be somewhere around $600,000." He then stood up, helped her get up and said, "Shall we go then?"

The Parthian delegate landed in Fabus city airport with a thump as the 747 rolled to a halt. A staircase came up to the plane to bring the delegate and his two 'Immortal' bodyguards to the staff car parked near the plane. The staff car whisked the old diplomat to the hotel where the confrence was taking place, unloading him and his luggage in seconds and driving off. Happy to be off the plane, the diplomat walked towards the confrence room.

She blushed.

"Thank you" She said whilst still blushing. "What shall we do next?"

She blushed.

"Thank you" She said whilst still blushing. "What shall we do next?"


Schacht, "Whatever you want to do is fine. Have you seen the artificial lake that feeds the canals to bring the cities the water they need? We had to build artificial lakes because Sudan and Uganda refused to allow us to set a system of canals up that would bring water in from Lake Victoria. You can get a great view of the lake from the roof of the hotel, it's quite a spectacular view. There is an enormously impressive amount of wildlife outside the city. The Premier likes to go safari hunting, so he ordered Libya stocked will all sorts of animals."

The Parthian delegate stood in the hotel lobby waiting for a CM delegate to greet him. The Shah had a present made for Curtis Fabus- A large crown of gold embedded with gemstones and lined with sable. Topped off with a large diamond, the crown was to be given with a letter from the Shah recognizing Fabus as Emperor of Mississippi, Libya, and Alexandria (Thats what I call CM's part of Egypt)

Schacht then said, "How about we head back to the Royal Hotel and I'll see to it your things are moved over. What hotel are you currently at?"

The Parthian delegate stood in the hotel lobby waiting for a CM delegate to greet him. The Shah had a present made for Curtis Fabus- A large crown of gold embedded with gemstones and lined with sable. Topped off with a large diamond, the crown was to be given with a letter from the Shah recognizing Fabus as Emperor of Mississippi, Libya, and Alexandria (Thats what I call CM's part of Egypt)

Occ- That's cool. But for now I want to keep the clutter down so Dimmimar and I can get our part done so we can move to the outbreak. Outbreak will be great. :)

The Premier is soon to be crowned Czar since it has been realized he is the son of the Prince of Neshoba who was heir to the throne in 1984 before the civil war.

The Premier was actually the illegitimate son, but still, the church is looking for loopholes to allow him to get to the throne. They are going on the idea that since the Prince and the Premeir's mother lived in the same dwelling for over 100 days before the affair began (She was a maid) that they were married under common-law.

ooc: Just send the crown to the Premier along with the letter before the outbreak so theres no clutter and the gift gets out ok.

Schacht then said, "How about we head back to the Royal Hotel and I'll see to it your things are moved over. What hotel are you currently at?"

"Hotel de la mer" she said. She sarted the long walk back with Schacht....

Schacht and Eva were walking back to the hotel. There were about 2 dozen BMP-3s and 5 T-98 tanks moving fast down the road, a hummer at the front of the column had a siren blaring loudly. Schacht said, "Probably just going to reinforce some isolated farming community that is under attack by terrorists."

They kept walking and about 10 minutes later they arrived back at the Hotel.

Schacht told the man at the front desk, "I want her things brought from her hotel to here. I want you to see to it personally." The man replied, "But sir, I am sorry, I cannot do that, I am quite busy now." Schacht extended his hand and the two men shook hands, Schacht palmed him a 1,000 dollar bill whispered, "There's another for you when you get back here." The man said, "On second thought, this work can wait. I'll get right on it."


The doctor then cheefully and with a hint of pride that revealed he was happy he could afford it, said to Eva, "Shall we go then and see the best room in the entire Hotel?"

The Parthian delegate was slightly unnerved by the flight, he tried a nice glass of wine and one of CM's expensive Cigars... Within minutes he felt more relaxed. "Always did the trick" the diplomat said to himself.

OOC:Aww, I just wanted to add some coolness to the thing...

bump for Dimmimar to reply

Occ- You still on or you step out?

The Parthian delegate spoke to his Mississippian guide..."How long until the confrence begins?"

The Parthian delegate spoke to his Mississippian guide..."How long until the confrence begins?"


Paul Stahlecker who was sitting in the opulent smoking lounge smoking a fancy pipe (full of tobacco) turne and looked. Then he replied in a way that made it seem like a chore to have to repy to somebody. "It begins at 9:30 a.m. tomorrow morning, the same as it's been scheduled to start since we planned it 6 months ago and sent dozens of reminders. The same as it says on the sign in front of the blast doors."

The Parthian diplomat was suprised by he scathing attack. Nevertheless his pleasant nature got the better of him.

"Care for another cigarillo, my treat."

The Parthian diplomat was suprised by he scathing attack. Nevertheless his pleasant nature got the better of him.

"Care for another cigarillo, my treat."


Paul said quietly, "No thanks, I'm busy. See that woman over there, I'm going to try to talk my way into her pants." (Stahlecker smiled and grinned as he said it) The parthian diplomat looked over and saw the attractive woman, she was at least 20 years younger than Stahlecker was, and she was very good-looking.

Stahlecker walked over and started to talk to the woman. About 15 minutes later the Parthian diplomat saw Stahlecker and the woman walking out of the lounge and he saw him hand a bellhop a 1000 dollar bill, and then tell the bellhop, "Here, get a bottle of wine, something from january 1984 from Mississippi up to room 804, get it up there in 5 minutes and there's another one of those bills in it for you."

Occ- January 1984 was when the civil war started in Mississippi, the war that saw Fabus rise to power.

Stahlecker and the woman walked out of the lougne and got into the elevator.

"That sly devil...." The Parthian diplomat smirked as he saw the Mississippian board the elevator.

"Bartender.... One cigarillo and a glass of Amoretto." The Parthian lit the $55 cigarillo and inhaled deeply. "Always helps."

"That sly devil...." The Parthian diplomat smirked as he saw the Mississippian board the elevator.

"Bartender.... One cigarillo and a glass of Amoretto."

The bartender asked him, "You don't look like a Mississippian. You're not one of them so-called natives, a libyan arab muslim scum are you?"

Abdul hid in the roof of a quiet movie theater, waiting for the bomb to go off. He had a good view, it would be a sight to be remembered.
CLANK CLANK CLANK
He heard footsteps coming up the stairs, he took cover, and readied his rifle. An armed man, security, no doubt, was taking his spot. He had no radio, which was lucky. Abdul crept up behind him, his knife ready.
"Who goes there!?"
WHSHLANG
Abdul brought his rather large knife across the man's throat, and hid the body. He hoped it would be the last one in the city. His hopes wouldn't be met.

"I'm not Muslim and I'm not Arab. I'm here to represent my government as a diplomat. Now, can I buy you a beer?"

Occ- Realistically, the city was just built a few NS months ago, condemned buildings? Would you mind editing that part out, make it a quiet movie theater that nobody is at right now. Now for the IC.


Abdul was sitting on the roof when a man came up onto the roof in a hurry, he was clearly on the run from somebody. Abdul knew from his clothing that he was an arab but a nomadic tribesman from the interior.

The man said, "I am Gamal Yasser Aref, The infidels, they were chasing me, I ditched them though. Who are you? How did you get into this city?"

"I'm not Muslim and I'm not Arab. I'm here to represent my government as a diplomat. Now, can I buy you a beer?"


(Bartender) "No sorry, your money is no good here. Nobody's money is any good here. Mr. Stahlecker, he said for the next 2 weeks, the entire time the conference will be going on, the drinks are all on him. And believe me, he can afford that a million times over. Here." (He slides the man a beer)

"Many thanks....
Are you allowed to accept tips?" Piruz began to pull out his wallet.

"Many thanks....
Are you allowed to accept tips?" Piruz began to pull out his wallet.


(Bartender) "Yes."

OOC:K, I edited.

"I am Abdul. I fight for Allah. See that infidel building? In several hours it will no longer stand. Why are you here?"

OOC:K, I edited.

"I am Abdul. I fight for Allah. See that infidel building? In several hours it will no longer stand. Why are you here?"

(Gamal) "I attempted to sneak into a base where the infidels are storing chemical weapons. They have over 1,000,000 gallons of VX gas in 155mm shells, 120mm mortar shells, and 500lb aircraft bombs. I was going to steal a few shells. The guards saw me and I ran, and now here I am."

(Bartender) "Yes."

"Please...
Take this" Piruz handed the bartender a 100 Parthi note. (Equivalent to $192).

"Please...
Take this" Piruz handed the bartender a 100 Parthi note. (Equivalent to $1.92).

Occ- For the best hotel in Fabus City, Libya, that's the cheapest tip he's ever gotten.


Bartender (Staring at the man like he's a deadbeat, then in an insincere tone) "Thanks."

Occ- Most tips he gets are $50-$100.

note that by the equivalent of 1.92 I meant 1.92 per parthi not 1.92 per 100 parthis.

(he recieved $192.)
1 parthi = $1.9233

He handed the parthian a small pack of 5 cigarillos, the box had a picture of Field Marshal Francisco Salazar on it. The writing said, "Salazar Imperial Tobacco: Fine Cigarillos"

There was writing on the botoom of the pack, "CM Surgeon General's Message: Smoking is a safe and effective way to improve your health."

"Yes, it is good for your health....", said the Parthian.

Piruz slipped the man about $100 and began to smoke the first one, absolute bliss....
The diplomat thought to himself, "do they sell these back home?"

(Gamal) "I attempted to sneak into a base where the infidels are storing chemical weapons. They have over 1,000,000 gallons of VX gas in 155mm shells, 120mm mortar shells, and 500lb aircraft bombs. I was going to steal a few shells. The guards saw me and I ran, and now here I am."
"Hmmm, I had a similar plan to do that when they are preoccupied with the explosion, but that plan is ruined. We should wait for the explosion, when they are busy with that, we can slip out together.

"Hmmm, I had a similar plan to do that when they are preoccupied with the explosion, but that plan is ruined. We should wait for the explosion, when they are busy with that, we can slip out together.


(Gamal) "The word is that they leveled the arab part of Tripoli and killed over 4 million, they used artillery and planes. I saw the city from a great distance, there was great fire and large clouds of smoke hung over the once great city. They fear as many as 8 million were killed by the infidel. Brethren from Egypt, Syria, Lebanon, Afghanistan, Saudi Arabia, and Iraq are planning to try to sneak into the nation. They say they have raised 5,000 warriors armed and equipped by Iraq and Syria that will Jihad for Allah."

ooc: do you suppose we could begin the confrence a bit earlier (maybe now or in 30 minutes?) I am going to be busy at 9:00 central tommorow.

ooc: do you suppose we could begin the confrence a bit earlier (maybe now or in 30 minutes?) I am going to be busy at 9:00 central tommorow.


Occ- The conference will never begin. And I meant 9:30 NS time, no real time zone. Also, I need to work with Dimmimar to see what happens with Eva and Dr. Schacht. They will be in the hotel when the bomb goes off in the conference room, but they will not be infected or killed. We just need to work out all the details. Right now I ask that nobody clutter this up for now, let's just wait until Dimmimar gets back and then him and I will make a few posts each and we can move on to the Outbreak phase. Dooms, you can do a post to reply to Gamal speaking of Jihad. But everybody else, please keep clutter out for now.

"Jihad!? This is good. The believers are finally uniting to crush the infidels. They will truley suffer for their sins."

OOC:Are we gonna make this happen way after the outbreak so it can actualy cuase your forces some annoyance?

"Jihad!? This is good. The believers are finally uniting to crush the infidels. They will truley suffer for their sins."

OOC:Are we gonna make this happen way after the outbreak so it can actualy cuase your forces some annoyance?


(Gamal) "Do not underestimate the infidels, they will not be crushed so easily. Many a good man will become a martyr for Allah to destroy them. It will be a long hard road to victory over the infidels. The infidels used to have over 2 million soldiers in Libya, but they pulled out most of their units except for their reserve divisions. But realize the colonists have their own army units as well."

Occ- We'll work something out


CM has Armed Forces and Colonial Army units in Libya, so the Jihad will have to get large to cause trouble.


Libyan Garrison:

CM Armed Forces:
40 Reserve Divisions
2 Parachute Divisions
4 Regular Army Infantry Divisions
1 Mechanized BMP Division
1 Mechanized Warrior Division
1 Regular Army Armored Division

Also note Libyan white colonists (50 million colonists) have formed an army to assist CM in defending Libya.

"Imperial Libyan Army Corp"

10 Infantry Divisions
2 Mechanized Divisions
2 Armored Divisions
1 Special Forces Division
1 Marine Division
2 Parachute Divisions
8 Reserve Divisions

Bump

bump

"I am aware it would be difficult. I have fought the infidels since they first arrived, and even when they deported the believers, I stayed behind to reak havoc."

The Grand Doctor, Cher'nubus looked at the back of hand layered skin of Arab descent in intrest, he often looked at the back of his hand to see the odd patterns. He ceased looking at his hand and instead lit a fine cigar. He then decided to go over to the bar and get a drink, "excuse me, would you happen to have any Stolichnaya vodka? Thanks" Cher'nubus said politely to the bartender, he was always polite in new lands.

Krie'lush, Cher'nubus' bodyguard left his comrades and the acolytes to unpack, he went to the elevator before punching the button for ground floor, his pale finger went even paler as it impacted on the button, blood rushing away from the collision. The elevator chimed as he hit the bottom floor, he stepped out and strode over to the Grand Doctor. Krie'lush also asked should the bar have Stolichnaya and the two engaged in talking about things in Kriegorgrad.

The Parthian delegate was tired, he could taste the liquor and tobacco in his mouth as he walked up to his room and threw himself in bed for the confrence tomorrow.

bump

Schacht and Eva were walking back to the hotel. There were about 2 dozen BMP-3s and 5 T-98 tanks moving fast down the road, a hummer at the front of the column had a siren blaring loudly. Schacht said, "Probably just going to reinforce some isolated farming community that is under attack by terrorists."

They kept walking and about 10 minutes later they arrived back at the Hotel.

Schacht told the man at the front desk, "I want her things brought from her hotel to here. I want you to see to it personally." The man replied, "But sir, I am sorry, I cannot do that, I am quite busy now." Schacht extended his hand and the two men shook hands, Schacht palmed him a 1,000 dollar bill whispered, "There's another for you when you get back here." The man said, "On second thought, this work can wait. I'll get right on it."


The doctor then cheefully and with a hint of pride that revealed he was happy he could afford it, said to Eva, "Shall we go then and see the best room in the entire Hotel?"

"I would be delighted"

She stepped into the lift and started to brush her hair in the mirror. The brown locks, curling and weaving in the light, swayed from side to side. The lift door openedand she stepped out.

"Lead the way..."

bump.....

Baldur and Eva walked to the door, the only one on the floor, about 20 feet in front of the elevator. Schacht's room was the entire floor, larger than her house. He opened the door and they walked in. She saw the way the room was furnished, statues of roman emperors, renaissance paintings, everything was tasteful and expensive.


(Schacht) "Here we are."

"This is huge! My house is smaller than this!"

She marveled in awe at the sculptures. They must have cost millions, even billions to purchase!

"Do you live here, or is this temporary?"

"This is huge! My house is smaller than this!"

She marveled in awe at the sculptures. They must have cost millions, even billions to purchase!

"Do you live here, or is this temporary?"

Schacht replied, "I'm just here every now and then. I'll be here for a few months while we test the virus under desert conditions."
Occ- what is your yahoo?

OOC:
I'm still trying to get it to work. No luck so far :(

I.C:
She sat down on one of the lavish, huge sofa's.

"Would it be possible for me to get myself a drink?"

Schacht said, "Yes of course. What would you like?"

Schacht pours himself a glass of brandy and asks her, "Is brandy okay."

Occ- Let's say it's a given you accept so I can get the next part in.

He hands her a glass of brandy, and then sits down next to her with his glass in his hansds.

Schacht started talking, "So tell about yourself. Where did you go to medical school?"


(Occ- ask him how old he is, have her be early 30s. Also ask him where he went to medical school)

"Thank you"

She got into a more comfortable position....

"I went to medical school at the Opal University. One of the finest in the country. I graduated with a A Class degree after 10 years of study."

"I worked for the Fascists until the revolution. I went into hiding, but was found out. The democrats let me work for them-at a catch- I work with a lesser wage"

"Enough about me, more about you. How old are you? Where did you go to medical school?"

OOC:
I'm still trying to get it to work. No luck so far :(


http://messenger.msn.com/

Try MSN messenger.

It's reliable and I think it works better than yahoo, at times that is.

OOC:
I'll try in a second.....

"Thank you"

She got into a more comfortable position....

"I went to medical school at the Opal University. One of the finest in the country. I graduated with a A Class degree after 10 years of study."

"I worked for the Fascists until the revolution. I went into hiding, but was found out. The democrats let me work for them-at a catch- I work with a lesser wage"

"Enough about me, more about you. How old are you? Where did you go to medical school?"



Schaht, "Well I'm 42. When I was 22 I was given a commission in the army of rebel paratroopers that started our nation's civil war. The war went on for about 11 months before the rebels won. Then I went to Jackson Medical school for 3 years before graduating much earlier and much better than anybody thought I would. But I had started studying advanced anatomy, biology, chemistry, and medical theory when I was about 8. Father insisted on it and so I did it. When I was in high school I worked on nerve agents and biological cultures such as botulinum in my spare time."

"Doing better than me then!" She laughed

"I myself am 34, my birthday is next sunday, mother says I'm getting old. 35!"

Schacht kept talking, "Do you mind if I talk briefly about our civil war of 1984?"

(Occ- Assume you say yes)


Schacht continued to speak,"Well you see we had an army of about 40 divisions, 4 of them were parachute divisions. Our parachute divisions were all comprised of right-wing white males the government wanted to keep out of the nation and at the same time get something from. They got military service and they kept us in almost constant wars. Although blacks were only about 8% of our nation, they were about 70% of the army. The rest was comprised of left-wing whites deemed politically reliable. Well in January 1984 the rising crime rate against whites, there were over 300,000 black on white rapes and 50,000 black on white murders per year. Despite the fact the black males were only about 4% of the population, they committed about 87% of violent crime. Despite all the government programs to give them money, education, job training, etc, well it didn't work. On November 3rd, 1983, to protest the programs, the entire white working class went on strike, it lasted until January 2nd, 1984 and then the government attempted to ban elections and enact gun control so the whites had no political or military options left and would have to submit. The whites started to riot and outright rebellion seemed likely. The 4 elite right-wing parachute divisions were all overseas, the premier was a young 2nd lieutenant in Cambodia, there were some in Syria, some in Peru, Lebanon, etc. Well the home army of 36 divisions was about 648,000 strong, but they never trained as units, they had poor discipline, poor morale, they were basically just used to intimidate white people by their mere presence on the streets. Well the 4 Parachute Divisions were ordered to stop their current operations and return to Mississippi to crush the rebels. But then something happened, the white units killed their commissars and then they dropped into the capital and decapitated the government in one stroke. The 4 divisions of paratroopers were able to smash the entire home army in just 11 months. Most of the current top military and political figures were all in those parachute units. The premier was elected by the white army to be the leader of the nation. He had been the most obvious candidate ever since his visits around the world, his friendship with various world leaders, his world-renowned reputation for supporting fascism, and his several best-selling books. So, tell me, how did the forces of revolution topple your government?"

"Doing better than me then!" She laughed

"I myself am 34, my birthday is next sunday, mother says I'm getting old. 35!"


Schacht, "Nonsense, that is not old at all. I would have scarcely thought you were older than 30."

"Dimmimar has had a fascist goverment for over 400 years now. Dotage the glorious was crowned High Imperator [Fascist dictator]. The line of Imperators is by descent. General Jango was Uiniel III son. After embarking on a glorious crusade of conquest, he conquered 20 countries. After annexing them all, he decided to suppress all forms of non-government media. This was fine, but when he went on a seemingly pointless purge of the "enemy" [which were really just his enemies] he earned the hatred of the people. 20,000,000 people killed. They said you could see the rivers of blood pouring from the capital.

The West of the nation rebelled and was aided by countless nations. Only after Dimmimar had been turned into a nuclear waste land was he overthrown. You can still see the green, pulsating hills at night...."

Schacht started to speak, "So what do you want to do now?"

"I'm not sure. When does the conference start?"

OOC:
When is the sabotage thingy going to happen...???

"I'm not sure. When does the conference start?"

OOC:
When is the sabotage thingy going to happen...???


Occ- In a while. Do you have any messengers yet?


Schacht, "Tomorrow at about 9:30 a.m."

OOC:It was supposed to go off 4 hours after I planted the bomb

OOC:
Not sure what's wrong with my computer. It keeps saying that my username and password are invalid!

What time is it in the rp?

OOC:It was supposed to go off 4 hours after I planted the bomb


Occ- Yes, but we're in a messed up schedule because Dimmimar wasn't on 4 hours after it went off. I want Eva and Baldur to be on the top floor room so they don't necessarily have to be disturbed by the blast, and when the go downstairs a few hours later, the zombies are there. It'll be a great start to the outbreak RP. Also the Premier and the DPUO reporter Natalie may also wind up in Fabus City, we'll see. I'll talk to DPUO about it, see what he thinks. Anybody keeping up with the Operation Purification RP knows what I'm talking about. (DPUO and I are currently working on the RP posts that will place the Premier and Natalie in Libya, just need to write them into Fabus City)

OOC:
Not sure what's wrong with my computer. It keeps saying that my username and password are invalid!

What time is it in the rp?


Occ- It's 1 hour after the bomb has been placed.

Cher'nubus grew weary after a few hours of talking to his life-long friend, "lets go to bed now, im shattered...bloody stolichnaya" he offer the quality vodka a harsh glarge before shifting off his stall and shambling upstairs with his Klie'Kush.

They arrived at their room, room 498, they opened it to see an extremely well furnished paradise but despite all its trimmings, Cher'nubus was too tired to care, he simply flopped into bed while Klie'kush prepared himself on the couch. The acolytes and other KDK were given other rooms adjacent to Cher'nubus'.

He sat in bed for a bit, thumbing through the notes on the IG virus his goverment had purchased some time ago, when he was done reading, he thought to himself with a grim hew, thank god we've never used this before, thank god and with that, he slept, head slumped on pillow with notes sprawled about the bed while he began to snore lightly.

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OOC:Make the damn bomb go off so we can have a nice resident evil style RP.

OOC:Make the damn bomb go off so we can have a nice resident evil style RP.


Occ- Patience, as soon as Dimmimar and I can work a few more things out. It will go off shortly. If I absolutely have to, I can RP, Dimmimars character for a few sentences to get us where we need to be. But I'd rather not. That could defeat the purpose of Rping.

OOC:K, hurry up, I'm really bored.

Eva got up and started to pace around the room. An idea was coming into her head. Whether it was possible or not, was yet to be seen.

"How do you become a Communist Mississipi nationalist?" She said whilst breathing slowly.

OOC:
Fastford the bomb....

Eva got up and started to pace around the room. An idea was coming into her head. Whether it was possible or not, was yet to be seen.

"How do you become a Communist Mississipi nationalist?" She said whilst breathing slowly.

OOC:
Fastford the bomb....


Schacht said, "You could just apply for asylum, claim you're persecuted because you're white, they won't investigate the claim, we have an open-doors policy for any right-wing whites or whites willing to learn the right-wing way."

Schacht then stood right next to her, looking into her eyes, and she said, "Are you going to kiss me?" He said, "If I have your permission." (Occ- He's used to the field marshal formality)

Occ- Almost to the bomb.

Schacht said, "You could just apply for asylum, claim you're persecuted because you're white, they won't investigate the claim, we have an open-doors policy for any right-wing whites or whites willing to learn the right-wing way."

Schacht then stood right next to her, looking into her eyes, and she said, "Are you going to kiss me?" He said, "If I have your permission." (Occ- He's used to the field marshal formality)

Occ- Almost to the bomb.

OOC:
:fluffle: ;)

I.C:
"Yes, you do"

And with she presses her lips onto his....

Occ- Okay, where do we go from here, is she sufficiently attracted to him to sleep with him? That would work well, they're sleeping after the you know what, and the bomb goes off, it doesn't wake them, they get up later and then the zombies are already about by then.


Schacht pulled her closer to him and kissed her again, then said, "Now what do we do?"

OOC:
Yes she is sufficently attracted to him to sleep with him.

I.C:
"Onto the bed" She said....

Schacht removed his suit, and then slowly pulled his shirt off, he was surprisingly in great shape for a 42 year old, (All CM soldiers regardless of rank are required to take part in physical training and actively play a role in combat)

She removed her clothing and then slowly slid his pants down, then she pushed him down onto the bed.


Cut to the next scenes.

It was about 1/2 an hour after the sex and 30 minutes or so before the bomb would go off.

Schacht said, "That was great" and then promptly fell asleep from exhaustion.

OOC:
I'll wait till the bomb goes off.....

The bomb was a small bomb and when it went off, it ripped through the conference room, the room was sealed by a blast door and so nobody heard it go off. But the virus leaked out into the air system and was carried to the first 3 floors of the hotel (The rest get their air from a different system)

(Schacht's floor is self-contained)

Schacht and Eva woke up about 2 hours after the bomb went off.

Schacht said, "Was it just me or did the building shake a little a few hours ago, I was asleep, thought I felt something. Could have been a minor earthquake."

Schacht, "Should we go check it out?"

Occ- You're going to really need a messenger service for the next part, it's going to be long and we need to communicate instantly so no conflicts and confusion arise.

Try mIRC chat.

OOC:
I'm logging off right now, but I'm making another attempt to get AIM working in the morning....

Zombie ------> :headbang::gundge: <--------- Me

OOC:
I'm logging off right now, but I'm making another attempt to get AIM working in the morning....

Zombie ------> :headbang::gundge: <--------- Me


AIM is the only one I cannot use. It always messes up my computer.

The Parthian diplomat was sound asleep as the explosion tore through the confrence room, spilling its deadly contents. His 'Immortal' bodyguards were in night shift, with one asleep on the floor and the other on the chair with his MP-5 at the ready.

The Parthian diplomat was on the same floor as Schacht, sound asleep as the explosion tore through the lobby. His 'Immortal' bodyguards were in night shift, with one asleep on the floor and the other on the chair with his MP-5 at the ready.

Occ- Schacht is on the penthouse floor and has it all to himself, his room is the entire top floor. You cannot be on the top floor.

It didn't tear through the lobby, it would have set off alarms if it did. It was confined to the steel reinforced conference room. The blast only leaked the virus, that is the whole point, if people heard the blast and saw it happen, they'd run then nobody would get infected.


You still need to fix the floor your man is on.

Thank you. We'll work on this as soon as Dimmimar and I are able to come together on chat to work it out.

Occ- Dimmimar and I are the only ones who will have people survive the entire outbreak. The rest of you, unless you really really need them alive, I'd like your characters to all die sometime throughout the RP. Are you all okay with this? Doomingsland, Abdul will be saved by the "infidels" and he will be so grateful he will stop his attacks, because he believes in repaying debts etc.

ooc: Edited...
How much of the building is self-contained?

ooc: Edited...
How much of the building is self-contained?


The top floor is self-contained, the secret basement bunker is self-contained, the first 3 floors use the air system the lobby uses, from floor 4 to the floor beneath schacht's floor, they use a different air system.


Yes there are good rooms below his floor.

OOC:I'll be on the floor below Schacht's (Thats where the suites are right?)

Abdul sat atop the roof with his comrade. He looked at his watch.
"Its almost time."
BEEP BEEP BEEP
No explosion. Abdul looked at his friend in dissapointment.
"Hmmm, I suspect the blast must have been contained somehow. Ah, well, such is the will of Allah."
"Lets get out of this accursed city."
"Agreed, we don't want the infidels searching for us when they finnaly learn what happened."

Schacht and Eva got dressed and then walked downstairs since the elevator wasn't working for some reason.


Eva asked her if he thought something was wrong when they got down to the 3rd flight of stairs and the emergency lights were on. He said he didn't know, perhaps a terrorist incident.


There was an unconscious man on the stairwell on the 2nd flight of stairs.

Eva bent down and checked his pulse, "He's alive, but barely, like a coma."

Schacht said, "It's the virus, it leaked, it has to be, the power's off, I'm certain the building shook, it all makes sense now. The virus must have leaked when whatever happened to the building made it shake. Stay close, let's get downstairs and check to see what's going on, learn as much as we can."

Eva stayed close to him and the two walked slowly down the stairs into the lobby.

There were other hotels guests unconscious in the lobby. The bellhop was unconscious and lay in front of his desk at the front of the lobby.

Eva called out, "Hello". Nobody replied. She checked the pulse of somebody near her, "He's alive, but barely, fading fast."

Schacht said, "It's the virus, don't worry though, it only remains airborne for about 10-30 minutes, it leaked over an hour ago, had to have. We have to get out of here. These people are going to rise soon and they'll become what the movies would call zombies. Don't let them touch you, bite you, scratch you, and don't let their blood get or saliva get on you, but the saliva isn't as big a deal as the deal. We have to get back to the room, I have some items that will help us get out. We have no idea how far this has spread, it could have infected the whole city if it got outside the hotel and was blown into the air. There are over 3 million people in this city. We need to get out and fast.”

As they turned to head back towards the stairwell, a guest rose and moaned an “Ah”.

Schacht said to Eva, “Quickly, get behind me.” She got behind him, the zombie moved slowly and staggered forward. It got close enough and then Schacht sprung into action, he did a flying kick that sent the creature spinning to the ground, it’s neck snapped.

Schacht said, “Come quickly, lets get back up to the room.”


They ran for the stairwell as the other guests started to rise from the unconscious the virus induced as it spread through the host.

Schacht removed a fire extinguisher from the case on the wall in the lobby floor of the stairwell, and then he said to Eva, “Let’s move, quickly.” He then locked the door that led to the lobby, the door they had just come trough.

They ran up the stairs. The guest that was on the 2nd flight of the stairs was starting to rise, it was an abomination, it had been robbed of eternal rest, but Schacht used the extinguisher to give it peace, he smashed the creature in the head and it sank back down. He then dropped the extinguisher and they continued to run up the stairs.


They finally made it back to the room. Schacht and Eva ran inside, he locked the door. Schacht opened a window, he could smell death and decay, and he knew the infection had spread throughout other parts of the city. But he wasn’t sure how bad it had spread. He knew was in Libya, but he was in New Jackson City, but what if by some fluke the Premier’s plane had been forced to land in Fabus City because of the strong winds. The thought of his premier being in trouble scared him.

He went under his bed and pulled out a military crate, then another crate, then another crate. He opened the seals. He took out a suit of body armor, handed it to Eva and said, “Here, put this on.” He then took out a suit of armor for himself and he put it on. He opened another crate and took out two MP-5A3s, he chambered a round and handed on to her, “Here, do you know how to use this?” He then handed her a 1911 caliber .45 pistol and took one for himself and put it into his holster. He then handed her an assault vest and put his one vest one, he put magazines into his pouch and handed her a pouch and magazines, he then handed her a gas mask and said, “Might come in handy, put it in your vest pouch.”

Then he handed her night vision goggles and took a set out for himself.

He told her, “Never know when all this gear will come in handy.”

He then said, “We have to get out of the city and quickly, the airport will be most likely be shutdown.”

ooc:Are the upper floors contaminated?

ooc:Are the upper floors contaminated?


Occ- I think I've made it quite clear from my earlier descriptions. No! means No! :D

Also note, the Premier is indeed in Libya, I'll post in the operation purification thread soon about how he got there. It has to do with CM and DPUO, so I've got to wait for DPUO and I to both be on to finish that part up.

Piruz awoke in a cold sweat, his bodyguard had been trying to reach downstairs for over an hour and the cursing of the bodyguard had awakened him. He went into the bathroom and put on his clothes, unable to go back to sleep. Walking out, his bodyguard stopped him and told him the news: "The power is out and I can't reach the front desk. I sent Phraates downstairs to check."
Just as he spoke Phraates was banging on the door and screaming, "Get Piruz up, there are monstrous things downstairs." They opened the door to find a frightened but uninjured Phraates. The bodyguards opened their bags to pull out three G-3s and 21 magazines. Phraates, Piruz, and Osroes each picked one up and seven magazines each. Osroes began to explain his plan: "It looks like the IG virus went off, downstairs is crawling with zombies. We should go upstairs and try to get Schacht. The three opened their door and dashed across the hallway to the staircase up to the Penhouse room. Piruz shouted, "Schacht, Schacht, we are coming up. Open your door."

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Occ- Anybody who is in this RP and wants to send a rescue team to get their people out of the city. Well of course the teams will get stuck in the city, but it'll be fun.

It is Fabus City, Libya, which is approximately 12 miles east of Tripoli.

Also note that the city is basically all infected or will be mostly infected shortly.

Send in a small team, no larger than 10 men, we'll have some fun squad level combat. (There are already plenty of police, army, reserves, colonial army, etc in the city that will survive and be there to probably form a brigade or regiment sized unit to fight the zombies)

Very intelligent (IQ of 163).
WooHoo!! I'm 15 and I'm smarter than him!! Yay!! Thx for the pickup, I've been feeling down lately...

WooHoo!! I'm 15 and I'm smarter than him!! Yay!! Thx for the pickup, I've been feeling down lately...


Are you serious? If so great for you. :)

Yeah man. I'm smarter than most of my teachers.... (god it's fun to toy with their minds.... the teachers, that is...)

Abdul climbed down the stairs with his comrade, and snuck out a back alley. There were uncosious people lying in the street.
"Hmmm, strange. There was an infidel yelling something about a virus to me when I planted the bomb, could ths had been what he was talking about?"
"Perhaps."
They closed in on an unconcious man, Abdul was getting closer. Suddenly.
"BLAROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR"
RATATATATATATAT
Abdul dropped the zombie.
"What is going on!?" he shouted aloud. More zombies began to awake, Abdul opened fire. 5 went down, but 3 got back up.
"This is very very bad. May Allah protect us." he said as he stuffed a fresh mag in his AK and unscrewed the suppresor. They ran down the street, zombies were waking up all around. It was like a nightmare.
"I just hope this doesn't spread to the believers."

Cher'nubus awoke in a cold sweat. He tore out of bed and kicked Klie'kush awake who grumbled, "get up you fool! Unless you want to die...or worse" he roared, his Kriegos Death Korp bodyguard offered up a confused looked before horror spread across his face, "You mean...." Klie'kush trailed off. "Wake the others, NOW" Cher'nubus yelled, the man ran half-dressed into the next room and got into battle-fatigues with the rest of his squad, the acolytes eyes' shone with excitement.

Cher'nubus stumbled into the acolytes room, he barked at the acolytes and they hastily scrambled for USP. pistols, the Kriegos Death Korp came back in, Klie'kush brandishing a kitted-out G-11, bayonet shining proudly on the end. The rest of the squad were a mix, one MP-5 submachine gun, one Spas-12 shotgun and an AK-74 with composite butt.

After some panicked orders, the group set off downstairs, for the phone and the intercom system in the lobby. half way through the arduous trip down the endless flights of stairs, they found something, it crouched over a corpse, gnawing on it's skull, a sickening crack could be hard as it peeled the mans skull back.

Klie'kush stepped forward and lowered his G-11, it turned around, glazed eyes looking with a fearful hunger, the last thing it's eyes saw was the barrel of a G-11 assault rifle. Klie'kush held the trigger back, spraying the walls with brain matter, he looked down and saw the "corpse" begin to stir. A bullet in it's head said otherwise., a spurt of blood jetted from the corpse, thankfully none of it hit the group.

Throughout the rest of the trip down the stairs, signs of devestation were evident, blood smeared the walls, bags and trolleys were thrown everyone, cutlery from trolleys lay in pieces. Lights flickered, the rest didn't give any light off at all.

They reached the bottom floor, 9 corpses lay strewn about the devestated area. An acolyte rushed ahead to get to the desk only to be grabbed by a corpse, they all rose as one, 7 rushing at the group, USP pistols and various other weapons roared into life as they spat bullets vengefully at the deformed beings, ear piercing screams resulted from hits followed by jets of blood.

The group looked at the other two zombies, they crouched over the poor acolyte. One of the zombies slowly turned it's head towards the group, it's drooling face framed by cuts and slashes. One of the acolytes vomitted, in addition to it's hideous disfigurations, half of it's face was missing, flesh and muscle lay exsposed. Bullets roared through the air once more and dead flesh was rent apart by hot lead. The acolyte began to rise, a resounding boom came from the shotgun as the ex-acolyte flew across the room, its chest open. The Spas-12 wielding trooper ran up to it and unloaded a shell into its head which promptly popped, blood spurting from it's stump of a neck.

The trooper called back, "Clear!" and the group advanced to the lobby desk, Cher'nubus ordered the acolyte who quickly began to setup the intercom for Cher'nubus.

"This is Cher'nubus, Grand Doctor of Kriegorgrad, we have 8 armed men, including myself, if you want to join us, come to the lobby, we'll be here as long as we can."

Klie'kush got on the phone and dialed some unknown number. God, how long can we hold out...

A Blackhawk, its colour scheme jet flew over the besieged city, flames dotting the tasteful architecture of Fabus City. "Cola! I repeat, Cola!" The pilot yelled through at the men in the back of the Blackhawk. Who began to rappel by 2, in less than 30 seconds, 10 men were on the street, armed with G-11s, with glimmering bayonets. The Kriegos Death Korp waved up at the blackhawk to ensure they landed well, the pilot gave a thumbs-up back before letting the propellers carry him and his co-pilot to safety.

Miku looked at his squad of ten elite Kriegos Death Korp, the best Kriegorgrad had to offer. "Ok squad, NVGs up" The squad complied and hastily put on their NVGs. The soliders began to trot towards the hotel but groans could be heard in that direction, they decided to dig in at a grocery shop on one of the main streets leading to the hotel.

They quickly cleared out the shop and set to barricading the doors and entry points after checking for zombies, the one story shop seemed clear apart from some knocked over shelves.

Miku started, "OK, boys, we might move tomorrow but if you see anyone, you demand a response, if they don't comply, cap 'em, this is what we've been trained for." A brief silence ensued. "We are the one and only Kriegos Death Korp Biohazard Containment Team after all, haha, even the acronym is a mouthfull, KDKBCT. The troopers chuckled before setting themselves to finding a good spot near the windows to keep lookout.

But Miku's mind was clouded with doubt, doubt he decided his troopers should not have to share.

A helicopter could be heard buzzing over the head of Fabus City in Libya "This is the Libyan Colonial Nuclear Biological and Chemical Containment Authority, LCNBCA, this entire city is quarantined until further notice."

Soldiers began to take up positions around the perimeter of the city of approximately 3.7 million. They had been ordered to shoot anybody who had more than 2 of the following.

Severe itching
Fever
Fatigue
Ghostly pale appearance
Black sores on skin
Sores on skin falling off
Coma like symptoms
Dizziness
Difficulty seeing, hearing, smelling, and tasting
Loss of control of muscles
Unconsciousness for no apparent reason


The Premier was sitting in his hotel, the Imperial Hotel. Well that is where he was when the blast went off and scattered the virus throughout parts of the city. But the Imperial Hotel is more modern in design than the Royal Hotel. The Imperial Hotel in luxurious, but modern luxurious. Thus, it has a full NBC filtration system. Only parts of the Royal Hotel have filtration.

Schacht and Eva were preparing to leave the Royal Hotel.

Natalie was in a surplus weapons store.


(Occ- Anybody following the Operation Purification RP, I'm finishing up a part with DPUO that takes place shortly before this that covers how the premier and the reporter Natalie got to Libya and why they are there. Be patient)




The LCNBCA has ordered all batteries of SA-19s and AAA weaponry to down any aircraft attempting to enter or leave Fabus City. Also the Libyan Colonial Air Force (About 1,000 fixed wing combat aircraft and 3,000 attack helicopters) will be flying squadrons on patrol to make sure the city remains sealed tightly shut.

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http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=335848&page=24&pp=15

This is picking up from the Operation Purification RP with the last part of the OP Purification RP explaining how Natalie and the Premier got to Libya and why. I will post a link to the full OP Purification RP for those interested to read the rest of this post (this is only about 1/3 of the post, it concerns Libya)

(Natalie) "Depends. Where are we anyway?"
(Premier) "We're over Alabama, why?"
(Premier) "Alabama is an ally."

(Natalie) "Just curious. You have a lot of allies."
(Premier) "After Alabama, we go over Georgia, another ally, than the Atlantic ocean and over the Mediterranean until we get to Libya."
(Premier) "Why don't we get more comfortable eh?" (He motions with his hand for Nelson and the other guards to leave, they go into another room of the plane) (The premier then basically lifts her up and sits back down with her on his lap) "Better?" He asked.
(Natalie) "Erm...it's not bad."
He starts to run his hands through her hair and says, "You smell great; you know that don't you?”
(Natalie) "You have a lot of allies. Can't help wonder why."
(Premier) "We can talk about CM's allies later." (Starts to kiss her neck)
(Natalie) "I don't know. You might want to wait a bit."
(Premier) "Why put off till later what can be done in the present?"
(Natalie) "Because then you won't be able to do it later. You only get one chance...and I decide when it is."
The Premier just chuckles, "I'm sure you'll change your mind about that once deal after you've gained firsthand experience."

(Natalie) "You don't know me too well than. When I say once, I mean it."
(Premier) "Well, okay. You are the boss of you, it's your decision, but perhaps I might be able to change your mind?" (He says it in a sly tone)

(Natalie) "No, I don't think so. A watched pot never boils."
(Premier) "You don't really seem into this idea of your keeping me company on this flight. Don't you want to?"
(Natalie) "Not saying I don't want to. I'm saying you'll have to wait. Good things come to those who wait."
(Premier) "Well if you don't want to, you don't have to. I'm not in the habit of making people do things they don't want to. The army doesn't count, they sign up to be told what to do."
(Natalie) "Not much of a life."

(Premier) "You were in the armored units, didn't you enjoy it?"

(Natalie) "Our army encourages the soldiers to think and question. Not why they're fighting, because that's usually obvious, but how things are done."

(Natalie) "Otherwise the military stagnates, becomes too set on one method."
(Premier) "Being a lieutenant in a parachute unit was one of the best things I ever did. Well our soldiers are trained to show initiative and imagination."
(Premier) "We decentralize command so the junior officers can adapt quickly to changing conditions on the battlefield. We allow anybody captain or higher to call in tactical chemical strikes. If every strike had to be approved by me, the conditions wouldn't be right for the strikes by the time word got to me and then got back to them."
(Natalie) "That policy will cost you, one day."

(Premier) "Cost us the chance to take more enemy prisoners."
(Premier) "We have enough chemical weapons to blanket the world 10 times over."


(Natalie) "Big wow. Fifteen."
(Premier) "I was just talking about VX gas. Not getting into the other gases."

(Premier) "We have over 5 billion gallons of all sorts of chemical agents."
(Premier) "And that is just the stockpile not placed in weapons yet. The 5 billion gallons are in drums in depots. We have hundreds of millions shells and bombs filled with chemicals."
(Natalie) "Then you should have specified. And anyway, what does it matter? our R-VX stocks would wipe out the planet too. It's like nuclear warheads, which, by the way, is what you'll get hit with before long if you keep it up."
(Premier) "Do you know Field Marshal Francisco Salazar?"

(Natalie) "Didn't he launch VX at some people who said something you didn't like?"
(Premier) "Whenever somebody starts talking about chemical weapons, he gets a hard-on."
(Natalie) "Then he is very, severely, screwed up."
(Premier) "Salazar was told the world wouldn't stand for his liberal use of chemical weapons, he said, "I will kill them all with chemical weapons! Who is going to say anything? The international community? Fuck them! The international community, and those who listen to them!"
(Natalie) "Bad idea. Again, you underestimate people. You think your nation would survive such an attitude being used for real?"
(Premier) "He's killed over 5 million people with chemical weapons."

(Natalie) "Just lucky he hasn't been shot at back. But then, you never take on anyone who can fight back."

(Premier) "Not true, we've gone into battle outnumbered 10:1. Why the cavalry brigade we sent to kill a few thousand Indian warriors, my son Roger was in the effort, there were over 50,000 Indian warriors, and only 5,000 Cavalrymen. We won though.”

(Natalie) "You never actually fight anybody who is on the same level as you. Come on, when was the last war in which you took on a military equal to yours?"

(Premier) "Well we fought..." Thinks for a minute... "We fought... We've fought many that aren't equal to ours, UWA, Hogsweatian guerillas, Indians guerillas, black guerillas, Libyan Arab guerillas, Western Sahara Arab guerillas, Egyptian Arab guerillas, Angolan black guerillas."

(Natalie) "All of whom were guerrillas because you invaded their nations."

(Natalie) "And incidentally, it's those "inferior" guarrillas who have just forces, what, 20,000 of your men into an encirclement from which they cannot break?"


(Premier) "Well there are over 500,000 enemy guerillas and only 36,000 of our paratroopers, but I reinforced them with another 18,000. We'll win, trust me."

(Natalie) "Like the French won you mean."

(Premier) "I'm not allowing them to break out, they will hold until relieved."

(Natalie) "Oh, great idea. Ever heard of a place called Stalingrad? You Nazis, you're all the bloody same."

(Premier) "The French lost Dien Bien Phu because they couldn't keep supplies going, this will be a Khe Sahn, not a Dien Bien Phu. The Americans kept Khe Sahn supplied and they had better air and artillery power."

(Natalie) "You're not going to be able to get them through. Did the Vietnamese have SA-18s and Shilkas?"

(Premier) "Well we've managed to get 12,000 of 18,000 soldiers sent by air into the base."

(Premier) "About 80% of the C-130s are getting through, but it keeps dropping each day, we're down to about 62% of C-130s getting through."

(Natalie) "They're getting stronger all the time. You said yourself that DPUO is suppying them, with new SAMs, with new artillery, with advisors. Have your men ever encountered the 2A36 gun before? Have they ever sat under, what 200 guns barraging them?"
(Premier) "Our men have been in all sorts of situations, but this one is unique, everything is stacked against them. But they'll manage, they're great soldiers."

(Natalie) "They can't win against ever-increasing odds. Face it. The enemy is going to get better-trained, better-equipped, better-supported and better-supplied with all he needs, while your men will run out of ammunition, food, fuel, vehicles. Even water, and eventually hope."
(Premier) "They've been about out of fuel for 5 days now."
(Premier) "But they're not going anywhere, they're staying put, they don't need fuel to fight a static defense battle."

(Natalie) "One more nail in the coffin. Two more in fact."
(Premier) "Could we get back to what we where we were before this debate on the efficiencies of the military apparatus of CM."
(Natalie) "I don't know. Depends if I can make you see sense and truth. You admitted to yourself before that they were going to die. Who's managed to change your mind?"

(Premier) "The Defense Minister assures me victory is going to be achieved, he has worked out a plan with the air force to send over 5,000 aircraft, bombers, fighters, C-130s, they will blast the enemy SAMS while the C-130s land supplies and reinforcements and take out the wounded. This will continue for a few weeks until they build enough strength to counter-attack, break through and reach the coast.”

(Premier) "But we'll need to keep the runways open, and they've already cratered one so bad it's closed, they've knocked out the air control tower and the radio tower, and the remaining runway is barely operational."

(Natalie) "It's much easier for the enemy to defend. To kill them off you'd have to destroy every inch of the area."

(Premier) "Operation Thunderclap, over 1,000 B-52s and 2,000 Su-25s will pound the enemy positions."

(Natalie) "Won't do you much good. You say there are 500,000 guerrillas. You'd have to level an area about 500 miles square, and that's assuming they're immensely densely packed. And what happens if they move toward your forces?"

(Premier) "Their frontlines are about 500 meters from the base perimeter."

(Natalie) "So you're going to flatten half your own units as it is."

(Premier) "I know what they're trying to do, they're trying to hang close to our men so we cannot use our massive firepower for fear of hitting our own. But our pilots will fly in at tree-top level to be sure of the targets, then we flatten them."

(Natalie) "If you fly in at treetop level then the SAMs get you if you fly in high then you bomb your own side."

(Premier) "Wild Weasels for suppressing SAMS, and guided munitions for high altitude."

(Natalie) "You're going to suppress MANPADs with Wild Weasels?" She looks at him as if he's an idiot

(Premier) "We don't need runways to evacuate the base by helicopter, of course. I'm going to evacuate the base with helicopters. That will do it."

(Premier) "Forgive me, but I was in the army in the early 80s, I'm not fully up-to-date with this new technological warfare."

(Natalie) "Helicopters will be shattered by SAMs and artillery."

(Natalie) "You can't win!"

(Natalie) "Whatever you do there's a counter-move."

(Premier) "There's always the last-resort."

(Natalie) "What, you think you can gas 500,000 people and get away with it?"

(Natalie) "Or are you just going to go the whole nine yards and nuke them?"

(Premier) "We've already killed 50,000 of them with gas, but they keep coming. The next step would be tactical nuclear weapons."

*She looks at him askance* "Do you know what would happen if you used those?"

(Premier) "We've even gassed over 200,000 civilians in the city of Beting, as retribution for their hanging the heads of 30 of our men on flag poles."

(Natalie) "You seriously think people will just sit around as you use WMD on everbody don't you?"

(Premier) "No, I think that the world will never know how they died or who killed them. Beting is in a brutal struggle between the government and rebels. The government will claim the rebels did it, the rebels will claim the government did it. They'll never know where the Su-25s came from because they were unmarked."

(Natalie) "I suppose."

(Premier) "So we killed a few hundred thousand yellows with gas. There are billions more where they came from."

(Natalie) "You're going to get comeuppance for it. Living on borrowed time."

(Premier) "Not likely, not likely. We have great armed forces, and I have a bunker in each county of Mississippi. Also, if the regime is ever toppled, I can flee to Libya, Mississippian Egypt, Angola, Western Sahara, Tennessee, Ohio, Kentucky, or Indiana. It's hard to find a needle in a haystack."

(Natalie) "Wiesenthal managed."

(Premier) "That disgusting Jew, he makes me sick. Going after soldiers who did nothing but obey orders. Bah!"

(Natalie) "Not a valid defence."

(Premier) "Well I'm glad we in Mississippi gave our answer to the Jewish Question."

(Natalie) "Ah, so you exterminated them too did you?"

(Premier) "There won't be any survivors to hunt me down, because there are none left alive in Mississippi, and there will soon be none left in any territory ruled by Mississippi."

(Natalie) "You are a fool. More of a fool than I thought. You think that you can forever be immune to anger from outside."

(Premier) "It was mostly the idea of Gunther Thaller, Manfred Eichman, and Joseph Mladic. I just approved it an absolved them of any and all responsibility."

(Premier) "If anything happens, they all can just pass the blame to me and say I made them do it."

(Natalie) "It won't work. Even if a court does not nail them, someone will."

(Premier) "When you get back to your country, I want you to take a good long look around, see the rampant crime, the unemployment, the corruption of the youth, the lack of morality, the laws designed to strip white Christians of their birthrights, take a look around when you get back. And think about what you're seeing."

(Premier) "And think about who is behind it all, who is the greatest enemy of our people. The demons in human form that must be destroyed on sight!" (He starts to perspire and has basically whipped himself into frenzy)

(Natalie) "Difficult. Crime's virtually nil, which is why I can go anywhere any time of day and never have to worry. Employment's the highest it's been for years, thanks to the seemingly endless demand for things like cars, tanks, banisters. Youth are corrupted, yes, but not badly so. You don't see them hanging on street corners beating anybody who isn't white. Only issue might be the Christian things. Christianity, or any religion, isn't exactly favoured at home. Mind you, the Government hates Islam."

(Natalie) "People just don't have much time for religion these days."

(Premier) "Yes, and that is why God doesn't have much time for them. But God smiles on Mississippi."

(Premier) "Everything we do, we do for God."

(Natalie) "God would be important, if he existed."

(Premier) "Now that's the one thing that really burns me up, atheism, lack of faith. I won't stand for such talk."

(Natalie) "Why? Disturb your ideal? Can't argue it properly?"

(Natalie) "I see no evidence of there being a benevolent God."

(Premier) "I could tell you why you're an atheist, why you gave up. The Jews in the media pervert whites into challenging their Christian ideals for no reason. Would you like to read a book about it?"

He reaches into a bag and takes out a book, "The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion". He hands it to her, "Here you are."

(Natalie) "Learned Elders of Zion. Tell me, have you ever actually been there?"

(Premier) "Been where? The book was published by a russian Christian who had spied on the secret meetings of the rabbis in Russia in the late 1890s, he was later put into prison by the Bolsheviks for his "Anti-Semitism", what do you think of that, guilty of a thought crime, publishing a book. The Jews called it a fraud, said it was all lies, but they never debated it, they just locked away any who tried to mention it.”

(Premier) "And no, I have not been to russia. I have been to Ukraine and Belarus though."

(Natalie) "Quite. You have answered my question, yet you have not. Have you been to Zion?"

(Premier) "Zion is an idea, the Jewish idea, not a real place. Well Israel could be said to be the physical manifestation of the ideal of Zion."

(Premier) "I should go to Russia though. The Ukraine was such a lovely country and the people were ever so friendly."

(Natalie) "Yes, a fine place. But anyway. What makes you right and them wrong, then?"

(Premier) "What makes who right and who wrong? You mean the Jews or the Russians? I like Russians, they're fine people."

(Natalie) "What makes your own brand of insane Christian fundamentalism any better than the Jewish Fundamentalism?"

(Premier) "Well John 8:44 the Jews are literally the children of Satan, also they killed priests and raped nuns in both the Spanish and Russian civil wars. They were always passing themselves off as respectable citizens, and then when the governments fell, they revealed their true animal nature and went wild. Thank God Franco won in Spain, too about Russia though."

(Premier) "You know I met Franco once, did you know that?"

(Natalie) "So you quote the bible and tar all of them with a brush applicable to a minority. Real intellect there."

(Premier) "Well I'm quite tired of talking about religion, military, and politics, can we get back to where we were before?"

(Natalie) "Where were we before? And where are we now?"

(Premier) (Starts to rub her shoulders and then kisses her neck) "Somewhere around here wasn't it?"

(Natalie) "Oh...well, if you want to forfeit your prize you're going the right way about it."

(Natalie) "And besides, I have to read this!"

(Premier) "Okay." (Sits back in his seat)

(Premier) "Well it took me only a few hours to read it and I was at a military conference at the time, so you take about 3 hours and go read it."

(Natalie) "Thanks. What're you gonna be doing?"

(Premier) "Sitting around, talking to generals, militants, others that are onboard."

(Natalie) "Enjoy yourself then."

(Premier) "We've started a group of Christian suicide bombers, they're really nice people."

(Natalie) "Hey, where the hell are we anyway? I lost track with all the conversation."

(Premier) "We're just about to be over the Atlantic Ocean, in about 2 or 3 minutes. We're over the last stretch of Georgia right now. What does it matter?"

(Natalie) "Just curious. Always liked Geography."

*She moves to a window seat and starts reading*

(Premier) (Suspicious) "Right." The Premier sits back in his seat and starts to smoke a pipe.

(Natalie) "Hey, what's with all the suspicion? Ain't a gal allowed to be curious?"

(Premier) "I suppose."

Pipe smoke quickly fills the room they are in.

(Premier) "Oh how rude of me, do you want a pipe of your own"

(Natalie) "Isn't there any damn air purification on this thing?"

(Premier) "So I guess that means you don't want a pipe eh, well yes there is." (He hits a switch; the smoke is sucked into vents)

(Natalie) "Thanks."

(Premier) "Welcome." (He coughs a few times)

(Natalie) "Not good for you y'know."

(Premier) "What isn't good for me?"

(Premier) "This?" (Holds up the pipe)

(Natalie) "Yep."

(Premier) "So why are you so concerned for me all the sudden?"

(Natalie) "Just saying. Not good for you."

(Premier) "You smoke." (She realizes he is right, but she smokes only occasionally, he smokes like a chimney)

(Natalie) "Yes, maybe once or twice a week. You put out more smoke than my tank's diesel did."

(Premier) "Fine, I'll put it out." (He puts the pipe out, and then he takes out a pouch of chewing tobacco leaves and puts a large wad of them into his mouth)

*She shrugs* "Your mouth."

(Premier) (He grins, he has a large bulge in the side of his mouth, he looks like a squirrel) he struggles to say the words, "Uh huh" because his mouth is so full. Then he spits a large stream of tobacco juice into a glass in front of him. "Good stuff", he goes back to swishing the juices in his mouth until he builds up enough to spit out.

(Natalie) "Nice. I think I prefer the book."

(Premier) (Extends the pouch of tobacco towards her and motions with his head for her take some)

(Natalie) "No thanks."

(Premier) (Spits into his glass then talks) "Well okay."
She starts reading the book, the premier has fallen asleep, about 9 hours later she is long done with the book and the premier is still asleep. The pilot announces "We will be in Libya in 3 hours."

(To herself) "Three damn hours. Where are we now though?"

The premier wakes up and yawns and stretches, "Ah. What time is it, we should be there soon. We should be passing over Gibraltar now.”

(Natalie) "Libya in three hours. Christ this thing's slow."

(Premier) "We're going 500 miles per hour, we've been caught in a wind of over 120 miles per hour, it slows anything down."

(Premier) "Tell me about the book, what did you think? Do you know who the enemy is now?"

(Natalie) "Not really. It's their opinion. What man isn't entitled to an opinion? What makes yours, as I asked before, any better than theirs?"

(Premier) "I am the leader of over 1 billion people, they've almost made me as important god, but that would be sacrilegious, so I would never allow it. But I tell you, children turn their parents in who speak ill of me, it's wondrous how they love me so."

(Natalie) "Then they're brainwashed, and the question still remains."

(Premier) "Nobody brainwashes anybody."

(Natalie) "Which is why your radio claims that your men are going to win a glorious victory and the other side opened fire first in that baseball match."

(Premier) "Oh yeah, well some Marxist on the opposite team had the nerve to flirt with wife of a player from our team. So it was a rumble after that."

(Natalie) "Oh, and that justifies murder."

(Premier) "Nobody is dead, just injured badly. They shot to wound, not kill."

(Natalie) "Oh, and that justifies GBH then."

(Premier) "Tell me have you ever heard of the IG Virus?"

(Natalie) "Yes. Interesting one. A guy I know studied it."

(Premier) "We have it, large amounts, we're going to be testing it in Libya in the desert, we'll test it on a few dozen death-row inmates and see how long it takes to drop them after they mutate into zombies."

(Premier) "What guy?"

(Natalie) "Oh, someone at my old university. Didn't you know? Samples have been obtained from battles and so on."

(Premier) "It is a very rare virus. Originally only Magdha and the creator of the virus had it, but then Magdha sold it to about 1/2 dozen nations. Dr. Schacht is working on making a strain that will be able to live in water for up to 10 days. Think of it, we could infect the water supplies of countless nations if we had to. We could give it to the Christian Martyrs Brigade, the ultimate crusading weapon.”

(Natalie) "Not if somebody knew where it came from, which they would. Not unless you fancied the same kind of thing in reverse."

(Premier) "Only a few have it. But anyway, I'm not out to ruin the world, I want to pursue a policy of isolationism."

(Premier) "Well we're going to Fabus City in Libya, not New Jackson City as originally planned. And by the way, don't worry about the Arabs in Libya, the security measures in Libya are now airtight since we've enlarged the white colonial army and put more soldiers into Libya. We also now have the same pass laws in Libya as Mississippi has. Nobody gets in or out without the right passes. Don't worry, you're safe in Libya."

(Premier) "Nobody gets in or out of Libya without the White Colonial Army knowing about.”

(Natalie) "Yay. Another Mississippi with sand."

(Premier) "Actually much of Libya is as lush and green as Mississippi. We have over 1,000,000 white farmers in Libya and they need lots of water. We built 400 desalination plants, 50 artificial lakes, and over 20,000 miles of canals all throughout the nation. The irrigation effort cost about 1.5 trillion, but it was well worth it."

(Premier) "How would you like to gain Mississippian citizenship, you could be a dual-citizen of CM and DPUO. Would you like that? You could enter into any CM territory, might come in handy for somebody who likes to report and dig into the "truth" as much as you do."

(Natalie) "It'd be pointless. Believe me, I don't intend coming back here."

(Natalie) "Or...there."

(Premier) "Oh, you didn't like our country?"

(Natalie) "It's a great place, but I don't think I can live somewhere where people are habitually killed for their colors."

(Premier) "But there are no coloreds left, so it's no problem, nobody is killed anymore, well we still kill dissenters and traitors."

(Natalie) "Whatever, it's murder. And there has already been mas murder."

(Premier) "We traded our 10 million blacks for 35 million whites. We got a great deal, 10 million blacks aren't worth 50,000 whites."

(Natalie) "You did have 45 million blacks."

(Premier) "We're still looking into what happened to the rest, we think they crossed the borders en masse into Louisiana, Alabama, Arkansas, and Tennessee. But we'll eventually find out for sure. Don't worry, we're looking hard to see where they went."

(Premier) "So what do you want to do when we get to Libya?"

(Natalie) "I dunno. Explore really."

(Premier) "Good, good, we can start with exploring the hotel." (He grins when he says that part)

(Natalie) "I mean the actual country?"

(Premier) "The country won't be going anywhere, it'll still be there in a few days, hopefully!" (He laughs)

(Natalie) "Funny guy. I need time to relax and stretch my legs. Besides, always liked arab countries."

(Premier) "There are more police on the streets in the cities of Libya than there are in Mississippi. We certainly have more police in Mississippi, but they're not on the streets in the numbers the police are in Libya. And one more thing, Libya is a White Country, understand that."

(Natalie) "No, it's an arab country. You've take it temporarily. The arabs will be back."

(Premier) "They are back, we let them move back in, but we're thinning out the herds."

(Natalie) "Then I guess I'd better see it while it's there."

(Premier) "It was historically white until about the 6th and 7th centuries AD."

(Natalie) "1,300 year old information isn't generally relevant today."

(Premier) "Mohammed pulled Islam out from nowhere and used it as a tool to unite the Arabs to wage war on the whites and the other inhabitants of Arabia. Islam was just an invention to unify the Arabs."

(Premier) "Islam contradicts all the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ."

(Natalie) "And Christianity was just an invention for controlling its' believers, just like all religion."

(Premier) (Sighs) "You're just wrong okay, you read the book, you know how the Jews get people to attack their own religions, and you did read the book didn’t you?"

(Natalie) “Yes.”

They argue about religion for a few hours and then the pilot announces, "Please take your seats, we are approaching Fabus City international airport."

The plane touches down smoothly and flawlessly. The plane then comes to a stop after the slowing-down process.

(Premier) "You didn't really pack much did you? We'll be here a few weeks, we’ll have to get you some things won't we?"

(Natalie) "I know what I'm looking for. I'll get a mobile for one thing."

(Premier) "Fabus City has one of the best shopping districts in Libya. Mobiles eh? Sorry, out of the question, Libya is a nation I want covered by the cloak of secrecy."

(Natalie) "It already is."

(Premier) "Let's keep it so."

(Premier) "You can go shopping while I'm talking with my generals and scientists about the IG Virus. Can you handle yourself? Don't worry, Fabus City is all-white, it's safe."

(Natalie) "Fine. But I want to tell my dad I'm OK. Don't worry, I'll use one of your landlines."

(Premier) "Okay. But I'll have to have a DIS man listen in."

(Premier) "You're not to tell him where in Libya you are, you're just to say "I'm in Libya, it's fine, it's hot here, the irrigation program that CM is graciously using to better the land has made it lush and green. I think CM's colonization of Libya was a great idea and I firmly support it. I hope you are well, see you soon."

(Premier) "Feel free to put that all into your own words, but keep the general idea the same."

(Natalie) "Will do."

(Premier) "Shall we go then?" (He stands up and points her towards the back on the plane where the motorcade is being stored in cargo, the ramp will lower and they can leave in an armored limousine)

Captain Nelson was sitting in the middle section of the limousine, as were 2 Alpha Company Republican Guardsmen from the Curtis Fabus Division, there were a total of 6 guards in the limousine.

(Premier) "Well Natalie, would you care to start your shopping?"

(Natalie) "Like this?!"

(Premier) "Like what? We'll drop you off in the shopping district of Fabus City, and I'll have a guard accompany you, he'll call a taxi when you're ready to be taken to the hotel."

(Natalie) "I don't think I need a guard somehow."

(Premier) "Trust me, you do."

(Natalie) "Really? So they just open fire on anythign white eh?"

(Premier) "There are no Arabs in Fabus City. Any of the new cities we built after we took the country are white-only. We also divided the already existing cities such as Al Khums and Tripoli into segregated white and Arab districts. Fabus City is safe, but you're a foreign national and I don't need you getting killed and causing and international stir, besides I don't want anything to happen to you, who would I have to argue politics with, all my generals agree with me."

(Natalie) "Your Generals agree with you all the time anyway. But whatever."

(Premier) "Actually militarily they say what they think, but politically they never disagree."

(Natalie) "Fine. How long until we're there?"

(Premier) "15 minutes."

(Natalie) "Great. I need to get lots of stuff, most of it useless."

(Premier) "What do you mean useless? You can take it with you when you get back to your own country in a while."

(Premier) "I heard my boy Roger gave you his favorite Cadillac because you so enjoyed the ride in it. We'll have it shipped back for you."

(Natalie) "Nice of you."

(Natalie) "Nice of you."

(Premier) "I've always said, be nice to your friends, and be much nicer to those who you want to become friends with, but ruthlessly pursue your enemies to the ends of the Earth. If somebody is neutral or a fence sitter, win them over. If they're decidedly in the enemy camp, kill them. Don't you agree?"

(Natalie) "Depends. Trick is not to take on the enemy you can't beat."

(Premier) "We never do. Anyway, something tells me you're neutral, we'll win you over to the Mississippian way, you'll see."

(Natalie) "I doubt it somehow."

(Premier) "Well I've got some good news for you."

(Premier) "We're entering negotiations with your nation to get the tourists back that they detained in DPUO. You'll be back in your nation within 8 weeks at the most. Lucky you eh? I figured it was best to try to talk with your nation rather than to sever relations."

(Natalie) "Very obliging of you. Pity you didn't try it with the arabs."

(Premier) "Oh, we're severing them, quite literally."

(Premier) "Well to be fair, they started severing and mutilating our people first. We're just responding in kind, it may make us no better than them, but we're going to be writing the history books for our nation, and we plan to be very generous to ourselves."

(Natalie) "You invaded first. And there are other books."

(Premier) "I intend Mississippian history to be very kind to me, because I intend to write it."

(Premier) "I am working on another book though, to be published shortly before I die. It will be my confessions and the whole truth, the objective truth, the people will decide then whether they still like me."

(Natalie) "Oh, will it? What's your idea of truth?"

(Premier) "Most of the people don't know about my relationship with the mafia, the fact my wife died of an STD, and other such issues. I plan to give full disclosure in my confessions."

(Premier) "Here, look it over." (He takes a pile of papers, about 40 pages thus far, the title is "Confessions: His People Made Him a Saint, Will the Whole Truth Change That?”

She looks through the table of contents,

Page 1-15 "Preaching against fornication while practicing it almost daily."

Page 16-38, "My friend the Mafia"

Page 39- (Not yet decided how far he'll go with this) "State Sponsored Terror? The State was terror!"

(Premier) "It is coming along nicely, don't you think? Does it appear it will be honest enough for your liking?"

(Natalie) "Depends what yout put into it."

(Premier) "Read the part about the mafia."

She starts to read, it's all details of weapons deliveries, people who were killed by the mafia on government orders or contracts, crimes covered up, secret pardons, trials that never even got underway because the government blocked them, prohibition being enacted to benefit the mafia, the mafia being used to assassinate enemy leaders and silence domestic opposition.

(Natalie) "Pretty honest. When's the publication date?"

(Premier) "Probably five years before I die."

(Premier) "Probably 2090."

(Premier) "God has told me I will live to be 129 years old."

(Natalie) "You plan to live more than 120 years then?"

(Natalie) "Ah, I see."

(Natalie) "God seems to say a lot of stuff which turns out to be rather inaccurate."

(Premier) "We'll see. But I'll see you get a copy of the book when it's done, because I don't think you'll make it to that year, no offense. I hope you do."

(Natalie) "I don't plan on doing so."

(Premier) "When do you want to die?"

(Natalie) "Not that I have set a date, I just know that my maximum lifespan will likely be about 80-05 years."

(Premier) "I want more legitimate children before I die. I have 6 legitimate children and I think last count was about 400 illegitimate children."

(Natalie) "You're a great role-model."

(Premier) "Well they were all single, consenting, white females, all over the age of consent, fornication is not a crime, and we just frown on it. And I was single at the time."

(Natalie) "And that justifies it. Where are we now?"

(Premier) "After my wife died, I sat around for 4 years, praying to die, not doing anything, just lying about, my generals and top officials virtually ran the state for those 4 years. I was depressed and despondent, and then I eventually moved on, for the good of the state I had to move on. But nobody has ever come close to measuring up to her, she was a goddess."

(Premier) "5 minutes till we're there."

(Natalie) "Can't we speed up a bit?"

(Premier) "Yes, yes, why the hurry?"

(Natalie) "Because I'm not patient."

(Premier) "Remember your words, good things come to those who wait."

"True. But I doubt anything good will come to me here, so why worry?"

The premier rolled down the window and started to wave to people, men fired their guns into the air and cheered. Young women blushed and screamed.

(Premier) "See how they love me so."

(Natalie) "Yes. Pity it's all a delusion, like a fever dream."

(Premier) "Any one of those men out there would gladly die for me, and any one of those young ladies out there would fight each other to be the first in line to bear me a son."

(Natalie) "Then they have a very bad fever indeed."

(Premier) "Then you'd better watch out, they say it's infectious. Many men and women have visited Mississippi in the mid and late 80s from the USSR and Eastern Bloc, they all decided to stay."

(Natalie) "Decided indeed. I think I need a good walk."

(Premier) "One East German soldier heard our army paid 30,000 a year for base pay for a private. He shouted, "where do I sign!" another man heard we allow any Christian religion, he shouted, "God bless Mississippi" and he kissed the ground, he was NKVD."

(Premier) "White Christians love Mississippi. Many in our intelligence staff are ex-KGB."

(Premier) "We pay much better also. The basic russian soldier made about $5.50 per month. In our country, we pay the basic soldier about $2,500.00 per month."

(Natalie) "Great. Listen, are you done with the propaganda rubbish? I don't buy a damn word of what gets bandied around in this CM or its' colonies, and I don't know why you don't understand that."

(Premier) "Okay. Well we're here now anyway, we can argue later. I have to go, business to tend to." He opens her door and she gets out, as does a guard, he tells the guard in Spanish, "Don't let her out of your sight for a second."

(Natalie) "Is that really necessary?"

She has no idea that Fabus City is the hosting city of the IG Virus conference and that the terrorists are soon to set off a bomb that will leak the virus.

(Premier) "Yes, yes it is."

(Natalie) "Suit yourself."

(Premier) "And don't let her use the phone unless you listen in."

The man replied that he understood.

The limousine pulled away.

The Guard said, "So where to now?"

(Natalie) "Somewhere where there are lots of people attempting to sell me things."

Natalie looked up and down the street, anti-grenade mesh on the windows, razor wire in front of the alleys, checkpoints at the edge of the city, troop barracks here and there, soldiers and police patrolling with rifles, citizens with rifles, helicopters overhead.

(Guard) "You lead the way."

(Natalie) "Sure."

She sees a large series of weapons stores, car dealership, clothing stores.

*She heads off toward a crowd of people evidently interested in something*

A large truck goes by, labeled "Triple K Trucking, Libyan branch"

(Natalie) "Bastards get everywhere. Right, where's somewhere fun. Got to be a good bar or something round here."

(Guard) "This district is dry. The bars are a few blocks away."

(Natalie) "Fine. Get moving then! C'mon!"

(Guard) "Okay, lets go."

They are moving down the street, they get to the edge of the city where the checkpoints to keep Arabs out are located. She sees about 100 Arab youths approach one of the checkpoints they are chanting, "Crusaders Out!" They start to throw rocks and bottles at the 8 guards, 1 BMP-3, and 1 T-98 at the checkpoint. The guards level their rifles and fire. The crowd scatters, but not before about 46 are killed.

The guard says, "They shouldn't have done that."

(Natalie) "You know, I can't wait until I get to see that in reverse."

(Natalie) "Shouldn't have done what? Wanted their own country back?"

(Guard) "I'm talking about the soldiers, they could have used tear gas."
(Guard) "We're not Israelis."

(Guard) "We're better than that."

(Natalie) "Not your lot's policy. 'If it ain't white and christian kill it' seems to be your line."

(Guard) "Oh well, better arabs die than whites die."

(Natalie) "I'd ask why but I know I'd get some load of Nazi/Christian FUndamentalist rubbish in my already very tired ears. Where's the bloody bar?"

(Guard) "Down there, and what do you mean you hope the reverse happens, you want them to take our land?" (He points to the bar)

(Natalie) "Yep, and shoot anybody who has the temerity to want it back. Think you'd enjoy that, kiddo?"

(Natalie) "Shame really. It's gonna happen one day. Somebody will finally get sick of you lot warmongering and empire-building and squash you like a fly. And y'know, it's gonna hurt anybody left back home. What goes around comes around, kid."

*She enters the bar*

(Guard) "It happened to use once, they used to own our land and push us around like scum, before 1984 though, after, we were giving them a taste of their own medicine.”

(Guard) "Order whatever you want, charge it to the Premier."

(Natalie) "Well, I hope you don't think you're invulnerable to it. Want some?"

(Guard) "Some what?"

(Natalie) "Al-co-hol, fool."

(Guard) "Not on duty, that's all I need, get in big trouble. My orders are to watch you."

(Natalie) "Meh. Not as if I can do much."

*She drinks from a vodka bottle*

(Natalie) "Honestly. Call yourself a man, can't even hold a half of vodka I'll bet. 'I'm on duty' my ass."

(Guard) "Please, I'd get in trouble."

(Natalie) "Ach, what's a little trouble. You'll all be in trouble before long anyway."

(Natalie) "Can't avoid trouble. Can have some fun with the time we have though."

(Guard) (Grins) "What sort of fun?"

(Natalie) "Well, we can find out. Is there anybody else watching us?"

(Guard) "There is a back room here, I've been here once before."

(Natalie) "Go in and wait for 2 minutes. I need to get myself a little more alcohol."

(Guard) "Now, now, the premier said I can't leave you alone."

(Natalie) "Ah c'mon. I'll even go in there with ya. But have some of this first. Export strength, really hits the spot." *She hands him the bottle*

(Guard) "Back room eh? I'll drink to that!"

He tips the bottle back and drinks the equivalent of 4 shots in a large gulp. "Good stuff he says."

(Natalie) “Yep. Keep going. I'll pay after all. Well technically I won't but hey."

(Guard) "Let's go back there."

(Natalie) "Sure. Lead the way mate."

The guard walks into the room, with her right behind him, he takes another large gulp and says, "Shall we get down to business."

(Natalie) "Yeah, why not. Turn around."

(Guard) "What for?"

(Natalie) "Well...don't you want a surprise when you look?"

(Guard) "What sort of surprise?"

(Natalie) "If I tell you it's not a surprise. A pleasant one. Here, have some more."

(Guard) "You mean like a kneeling surprise?" (He drinks more)

(Natalie) "Maybe. But you'll have to drink up and turn round to find out."

He's obviously quite drunk now, and he says, "Okay, but make it worth it." (He turns around)

(Natalie) "I will."

(Guard) "Well, I'm waiting."

(Natalie) "Yeah. Not long now. Close your eyes mate."

*She smashes the bottle on his head*

She walks out of the back room, the bartender says, "Oh, is your guy friend, sleeping it off in there?"

(Natalie) "He needs to. I made sure of it."

*She smiles*

ooc: btw did he mention where the hotel was? as in its' name?

Occ- The Imperial Hotel, two blocks from the Royal Hotel. The Royal is booked full though, so the Imperial is about the same quality as the royal (royal is the best in the town)

(Natalie) "Hey, mind if I use your phone?"

(Bartender) "Sure."

(Natalie) "Thanks."

(Bartender) "Wait, no long distance though."

(Natalie) "Why the hell not? The Premier's paying."

(Bartender) "No need to take such a tone. The Premier paying? Right lady, sure, you’re crazy. You know what, get out, you're rude and insane. You're obviously not a Mississippian or a colonist, you're a foreigner."

(Natalie) "Hey, I'm sorry. But if he's paying can I use it? Please?"

(Bartender) (Pulls a shotgun out from behind the counter, pumps it) "I said get out."

(Natalie) "Suit yourself." *She goes*

(Natalie) "Right. Phones. And getting out of here."

A soldier walks up to her, he doesn't think she looks like a Mississippian, "Ma'am, may I see your papers please?"

(Natalie) "Ask the Premier. He wants me to have a look around Here's his credit card. Wanting trouble are we?"

(Soldier) “You may proceed.”

(Natalie) "Many thanks. Any phones round here?"

(Soldier) "We don't have public phones, everybody just has a mobile phone, do you want to use the radio in my jeep?"

(Natalie) “What'd be the point? Got a mobile anywhere then?"

(Soldier) "Well here, use mine." (Hands her a mobile phone)

(Natalie) "Thanks. Gotta call my dad. He'll take a collect call, so I won't cost you anything."

*She dials*

(Dad) "Natalie, where are you?"

(Natalie) "Can't say. But as you used to say, I'm foxtrot charlie india hotel." *She breathes deeply* "Great to hear you dad. This place is great. Lots of sand of course but what can ya do. The CM people are very.... nice to the population, I'm told. How's Lion?"

The soldier was just standing by listening to her talking.

"Oh...Lion's...alright. He's been getting lots of exercise, don't worry. He'll be ready for you to come back. FCIS indeed. Honestly Nats, you remember the weirdest things. My call-sign was Lima Charlie, remember?"

*she pauses*

(Natalie) "Oh. Was it? Lemme think. Not Echo, not Alpha...Yes, it is Lima."

"Long time ago eh?"

"Not too long, Nats. I can still do my work. Anyway, lovely to hear you. Mother sends her love."

"Thanks, dad. I'll see ya around."

*She turns to the soldier*

"Thanks. Sounded weird eh? My dad was a tanker."

He gives her a dirty look, because he suspects she was talking in codes, "You're welcome." He forces himself to smile.

(Natalie) "You suspect me. Honestly, I can tell. Hey, d'you think I'm nuts? This place could be a lot worse."

(Natalie) "And anyway...I have great company."

(Soldier) "You were telling him about the shooting of the Arab crowds earlier aren't you."

(Natalie) "There were arab crowds shot?"

(Soldier) "Okay, never mind, I mean, shot at, nobody was hurt."

(Natalie) "Oh, you mean the one where they shouted "crusaders" or something. I saw that. Stupid arabs."

(Soldier) "Can I call you a cab?"

(Natalie) "Nah, it's alright, I'm browsing. D'you know anywhere where I can get a good meal?"

(Soldier) "The best place in town is also the most exclusive, and you're not going to be allowed in dressed so casually, it's also the most expensive, only the elites can afford it. The Chateau."

(Natalie) "Ah well. I'm used to not getting the best. Anything else?"

(Soldier) "Well if the premier is paying for it all, go there."

(Natalie) "Really?! Wow!"

(Natalie) "Won't he be kinda mad?"

(Soldier) "Well you said he's paying for everything for you, didn't you?"

(Soldier) "Well, can I call you a cab then?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, but if it's that expensive he'll...ah well."

(Natalie) “Nah, I like walking. Keeps me trim. Where is it?"

(Soldier) "Rumor is it's over 100,000 dollars just for dinner there."

(Soldier) "I've never been there."

(Natalie)"Shame. Oh well. I think for once I can afford that."

(Soldier) “Well take care.”

She walks off down the street; she is going to go to the restaurant that the soldier suggested. She first went to a rather expensive clothing store and bought some attire that would be suitable for the restaurant in question. After that, she changed and went there. She had a wonderful meal, it was great, and expensive, but she just charged it all to the Premier.

It was getting late as she walked outside, there was a stench hanging over the city, it stank of decay and death, very odd. There were some people staggering through the streets, others were lying in the road or on the sidewalks. She wasn’t sure what it was, maybe the city was celebrating something, and people drank a little much. She decided to call a taxi cab to get to the Premier’s hotel, this city was spooky, her escape plan would work just as well in a few hours, she just wanted to get out of this area. But there were no cabs on the street; it was as a ghost town.

Pieces of newspapers blew across the streets as the cool night air descended on the city. Libya was hot, make no mistake about it; but at night the temperature would drop to 30 or 40 degrees. She was hardly dressed for a Libyan night, and she was hardly dressed to run, with her skirt and high heels. She was also unarmed, and something about the way there was an ominous and eerie silence hanging over the city told her she’d need to procure a weapon.

She saw a neon sign a few stores down, it said, “Ivan’s Military Surplus Store”, but unlike most surplus stores that just sold uniforms, boots, and trinkets, this one actually sold surplus AA, AT, SAM, MMG, HMG, SAW, LMG, SMG, and all sorts of neat weapons.

She walked into the store; it was devoid of all life, nothing, not a sound except for the creak of the floorboards. She called out, “Hello”, “Hello, anybody here?”

She slowly walked into the store, the door behind her closed as she let go of it and the bells on it sounded as they knocked against each other. She slowly walked into the shop, she saw a cup of coffee and a plate with a sandwich on it was sitting on the front counter by the register. The coffee was still steaming. There was a pistol behind the register, it was a Beretta 92F.
*She shrugs*

"Meh, better than nothin." *She chambers a round and looks for magazines*

A man jumps out from behind a curtain, he has an M-249 SAW in his hands, "What are you doing here? What are you?"

(Natalie) "Whoa, fuck! Take it easy! I'm a civilian. The place is damn well deserted, nobody around, and a smell like rotten beef."

(Ivan) "My name is Ivan, this is my store. See my items?" (He points to the racks, there are RPG-7s, Stingers, SA-17s, canisters of VX gas, 120mm mortars and 155mm howitzers are on the floor behind velvet ropes. There are AK-47s, M-16s, M-60s, AA missiles, MILANs) he says, "I have about anything one might want here."

(Natalie) “Nice. Irresponsible but nice. I like it."

(Ivan) "This is a perfectly legal weapons store."

(Natalie) "Can I get an AK-103 and four mags plus a TT-33 and 3 mags?"

(Ivan) "Do you have the money? Well I guess I won't charge you, those things are out there, I've seen them, they are starting to rise, do you know what they are?"

(Natalie) "No but they wouldn't look out of place on Night of the Living Dead."

(Ivan) "Yes. Well I read about it in Conspiracy Theory Monthly, the CM government recently purchased a virus called the IG Virus, it essentially turns living animals and people into zombies."

Ivan locked the heavy steel front door and they sat around and waited.

Eva ran back up the stairs amid much protest from Schnaut.

"I forgot something!"

She got to the door and flung it open. After much rumbling through her case, she found what she was looking for. A long, elegant blade that fitted perfectly in her hands. She swung it around, feeling the blade swishing though the air. She wasnt a shooter, but by heavens was she a good swordsmen [women?].

Eva ran back up the stairs amid much protest from Schnaut.

"I forgot something!"

She got to the door and flung it open. After much rumbling through her case, she found what she was looking for. A long, elegant blade that fitted perfectly in her hands. She swung it around, feeling the blade swishing though the air. She wasnt a shooter, but by heavens was she a good swordsmen [women?].


Schacht replied to her, "Eva trust me, you won't want to let them get close enough to you for you to be able to use a sword. If their blood splatters on you, you might become infected. I have a few injections of the cure with me, but it will make you quite tired for a few hours, and now is not the time to needing to stop and rest. Trust me, here us this." He turns the laser sight on her MP-5 on and says, "Just point the laser where you want the bullet to go, trust me, it'll work better. Keep the sword though, it might come in handy. We have to get to the Imperial Hotel, the Premier is there, he might need help. It's about 3 blocks east of here. Let's go."

Outside there was sporadic gunfire as remnants of the police fought off the zombies. There also army units that had been inside their barracks at the time, they were emerging now and were ready to fight. (Army buildings and most government buildings have NBC filtration systems. As do many of the nicer buildings)

Abdul and Gamal took cover in an alley near the hotel.
"How do you tink we survived?"
"There was a fan blowing near us, it probably kept the virus away."
"Ahh, that's true."
A large crowd of zombies passes the alley.
"Gamal, you wouldn't happen to have any grenades, would you?"
Gamal takes out a satchel charge.
"I didn't leave the base empty handed!" he said with a chuckle.

Abdul ran out into the street, there was a large crowd of zombies coming his way. He left the satchel out in the middle of the road.
"Abdul, hurry!" Gamal yelled while firng on the zombies. Abdul made it back to the alley. The crowd walked by the alley, forgetting they were there.
"Hehehehehe!"
BLABLOOOSH

Limbs went fling eveywere, a broken skull landed near them. They ran across the street into an abandoned shop.

Abdul and Gamal took cover in an alley near the hotel.
"How do you tink we survived?"
"There was a fan blowing near us, it probably kept the virus away."
"Ahh, that's true."
A large crowd of zombies passes the alley.
"Gamal, you wouldn't happen to have any grenades, would you?"
Gamal takes out a satchel charge.
"I didn't leave the base empty handed!" he said with a chuckle.

Abdul ran out into the street, there was a large crowd of zombies coming his way. He left the satchel out in the middle of the road.
"Abdul, hurry!" Gamal yelled while firng on the zombies. Abdul made it back to the alley. The crowd walked by the alley, forgetting they were there.
"Hehehehehe!"
BLABLOOOSH

Limbs went fling eveywere, a broken skull landed near them. They ran across the street into an abandoned shop.


Suddenly there are 12 soldiers in NBC gear and Body armor wearing insignia from the Alpha Company of the Special Republican Guard Division "Curtis Fabus" running down the street, they are heading from the airport to the Imperial Hotel to help provide security for the premier. (The Special Republican Guard Division is the division tasked with following the premier wherever he goes and guarding him at all times. (They usually send only a few companies when he is going to a CM territory, because CM army garrisons, police, and white colonial army units can help provide security)

The sgt leading the squad shouts in arabic to abuld and gamal, "Stop right there you two, what are you doing on the streets, first of all this is a white only city and secondly a deadly virus has leaked and it has spread throughout this city and three nearby arab cities. You will put your weapons down and accompany us, consider yourselves under arrest."

Occ- Do as he says. Also you can realize that since the Premier's guard is here, the Premier must also be here.

The sgt and the 11 SRG of the squad start to lead abdul and gamal down the street to the Imperial Hotel.

Abdul had a plan. He had managed to sneak a Skorpion machine pistol under is clothes. He was going to kill the leader of the infidels! He knew he would most likely be killed in the process, but he didn't care.

Abdul had a plan. He had managed to sneak a Skorpion machine pistol under is clothes. He was going to kill the leader of the infidels! He knew he would most likely be killed in the process, but he didn't care.


The sgt spoke to Abdul he said, "Don't try anything funny, our premier has survived over 90 assassination attempts by better people than you. Anyway, if you try anything, we'll hang 1 million of your people, and we'll bring in 500,000 negro mercenaries to rape all of your women. Besides, our premier will be fighting to get out of this city, just like you. He is a man of action, he puts his words into action. He doesn't just order others to fight and then sit back and watch them."


They finally get to the hotel, but only after shooting through 300 zombies. The sgt saved Adbul from a zombie dog and Abdul thanked him. The dog had jumped over a fence, it came from nowhere, it's eye glowing of hatred and demonic possession. If it was 600 years ago, whoever owned the dog would have been burned as a witch. But it wasn't a demon, it was a zombie dog.


The sgt said to abdul and gamal as they got into the lobby of the hotel, "Before we take you to see the premier, we're going to search you both."

The guards trained their rifles on them, as other guards searched them. They found his gun and a knife on gamal. They tossed them aside after smashing the gun into the wall rendering it useless.

They were about to take him to see the premier.

Abdul was pretty annoyed now, his plan had been foiled by the infidels. Abdul was proficient in hand-to-hand combat, so he may have a chance to over power a guard, and take out the premier with his rifle. Abdul was lead into a well decorated room, a man sat in a large cair with his back to the door. He swivled around to speak to the Sgt...

Abdul was pretty annoyed now, his plan had been foiled by the infidels. Abdul was proficient in hand-to-hand combat, so he may have a chance to over power a guard, and take out the premier with his rifle. Abdul was lead into a well decorated room, a man sat in a large cair with his back to the door. He swivled around to speak to the Sgt...

Occ- Our SRG and RG are masters of hth combat and all sorts of combat.

The Premier said, "Ah greetings sir, have a seat. Have a seat. Here, take a cigar." (he slid a box of cigars close to him)

The guards stood far enough away from abdul so if he tried to grab for a gun he'd fail. They had their rifles trained on him.

The premier said, "Whatever you're thinking forget it, we're all in a mess of trouble. I want to know, were you the one who set the bomb off in the Royal Hotel?"

Abdul took a cigar, just to be polite. A soldier walked over and lit it for him.
"Yes, it was I who set the bomb off. Why?"

Abdul took a cigar, just to be polite. A soldier walked over and lit it for him.
"Yes, it was I who set the bomb off. Why?"

Premier, "You let loose a virus that will likely kill all 3 million in this city, and all 8 million of the arabs in the 3 nearby arab cities. I hope you know what you've done. You've doomed them to eternity without rest, their bodies will never rest now. Not for a while anyway, they are abominations. Will they ever see Allah now that they are such abominations? Unholy evils?"

Abdul was gripped by remorse. He haddn't thought e would be killing his own people. He chose his words carefully.
"As long as their souls are clean, they will see Allah when their time comes. If they are zombified as you say they are, then their souls have left their body. They are indeed dead."

After half an hour of waiting, the group decided it was time to move on, "OK people, we have to move now, anyone have a comm unit?" the doctor ordered. "Yes sir, I have a walky-talky" Klie'kush replied, "Perfect" was the doctors retort.

Miku sat at, waiting near the Comms expert, he had to admit, his men looked pretty scary in NBC gear, gasmasks hiding anxious faces, the slow breathing of his men filled the silent room, moonlight filtered through the windows, shadows lining the gasmasks.

Miku still sat, ears pricking up when they got something on the Comm Link, a harsh crackle trickled in through the speaker, the crackle began to form audible words, "...Coming to your LZ now, can you...*static*....update location....*static*...CONTACT!....*static*....." Miku sat while he heard the din of battle through the speaker. The din began to fade and Miku's head drooped before hearing: "Well, update your damn location!"

Roughly 20 minutes later, the Grand Doctor and his 3 Kriegos Death Korp Bodyguards and 2 acolytes were sat solemnly about the shop. "Well, Klie'kush, what now?" Klie'kush sat, silent. Silence reigned in the grocery store.

Abdul was gripped by remorse. He haddn't thought e would be killing his own people. He chose his words carefully.
"As long as their souls are clean, they will see Allah when their time comes. If they are zombified as you say they are, then their souls have left their body. They are indeed dead."

The Premier replied, "Well we shall put their bodies to rest as well. Everybody deserves that much, to rest in peace."

"At least we share one common belief."

bump

She was looking around his store, there were WKM flags, a flag of the Christian Martyrs Brigade. T-shirts with klan flags proclaiming, "If you don't like my flag, kiss my white ass."

The sign above the register said, "15% members discount."

There was also a Russian flag that was hanging prominently over the wall above the door.

(Natalie) "Ye Gods. Look, I don't think any kind of discount is going to matter if we're going to shortly meet with Tutenkhamun's psychopathic brother. How much for the stuff?"

(Ivan) "The chemical weapons, well 155mm shell of VX gas for 500 dollar, 155mm shell sarin gas, is how you say, you get 1/2 off if you buy two shells of any kind of gas. Yes 1/2 off. Rifles, no rifles are under 500 dollars, except for the old SKSs and AK-47s. Most good rifle are more money, yes." His English was not very good to say the least.

(Ivan) "My name is Ivan Godunov, I was born in small village along the Volga. Family poor, to escape communism we moved to Mississippi. Now I live here in Libya. The government helped me get store started, and the WKM very friendly, send me lots of business, I joined up yes.

(Natalie) (In Russian) A Kalasknikov, plus two Tokarev T-33s and 3 magazines for each."

(Ivan) "Tonight, no charge for weapons, no charge. Zombies outside must be put down, yes?"

(Natalie) "Good idea. Got any heavies? A BMP say?"

(Ivan) "BMP, yes, in back, back of store, garage in back of store. BMP-3, just in from colonial army, the unit didn't like them, they switch to warrior IFVs, So now I have 4 BMP-3s sitting in back of store in the garage, next to Eland Mk-7 and a G-6 SPA."

(Natalie) "Are they armed and fuelled?"

(Ivan) "Of course, but they're not ready to go yet, parts, spare parts needed. If you took part from all 4 you might get 1 to work."

(Ivan) "I remember the BMP from my days in Afghanistan."

(Natalie) "I knew people who used BMPs. Pity there are no T-90s round here. Do you know which BMPs work?"

(Ivan) "None work, take parts from 3 of them put them into 1 and that 1 will work. We don't use T-90s, nobody does. We use T-98s, I have one of them in the back, it works, but it is out of fuel. Maybe drain fuel from BMPs and Elands?"

(Natalie) "Let's get going. Then we can start stripping out those BMPs."

(Ivan) "The tanks, they remind me of Afghanistan, 7 years I was there, except the things outside don't fire back, so we should have an advantage."

(Natalie) "If we have enough HE-FRAG"

(Ivan) "Crates in garage, ammo crates, yes, 1/2 dozen."

(Natalie) "Right. Then we strip out the BMPs, get them running, fruel and arm, and then get the fuck out of here. How long to do that, d'you think?"

(Ivan) "A few hours at most, but city under quarantine, army and air force patrol exits, instructions to shoot any who leave or enter. Where do we go?"

(Natalie) "Imperial Hotel."

(Ivan) "Imperial Hotel, yes, yes, I heard that some Special Republican Guard were seen there earlier, they only are seen when the Premier is around, he must be in town, you think so?"

(Natalie) "I know so."

(Ivan) "You know the premier?"

(Natalie) "One might say>"

Ivan leads her back into the garage, it is essentially a massive aircraft hangar used to store IFVs, APCs, tanks, and a few helicopters and fighters. There are 3 massive objects covered by tarps. Natalie wonders what is under them

(Natalie) "What's beneath those?"

*She points to the tarps*

(Ivan) "MiG, MiG-29 under that one. Mi-24 Hind under there, and Su-25 under that one."

(Ivan) "Don't work though, need parts and fuel, parts were supposed to be delivered earlier today, that not happening now is my guess. Fuel, well fuel can be found in a military garrison house in city, but city swarming with zombies. Delivery truck for the parts probably attacked by zombies. Triple K Trucking, truck was to bring parts by." Natalie remembered seeing a Triple K Trucking truck earlier.

(Natalie) "Oh great. Ah well. Listen, it'll take a long time to get a BMP to work. What exactly's wrong with them?"

(Ivan) "Air filters clogged with sand, NBC filter clogged with residue of tear gas, left track fell off, night vision broken, range finder broken, oil filter clogged, oxygen intake jammed, steering and transmission are iffy at best."

(Natalie) "Unh. We don't need NV, we need NBC filters though. Track won't be too hard, I hope. Not as if zombies can be much of a threat, I think, so the ranger isn't a worry, we can use manual sights. The filters we can replace quickly enough, but I don't know about the transmission and steering issue. Just have to hope it works."

(Ivan) "I've fixed worst BMPs than this before. Afghanistan I had to patch up BMP-2s that took RPG hits. This, this nothing, take 3 hours at most."

(Ivan) "They called me best mechanic in Kabul in 1984, I rebuilt entire BMP engine in 2 hour 20 minutes."

(Natalie) "Three hours is a fair while. With those things outside."

(Ivan) "You see steel front door when you came in, 6 inches thick steel, reinforced concrete walls, windows high up with bars over them. It is safe here, quite safe.”

(Natalie) "I never assume anywhere to be safe unless I'm behind a tank's controls. Let's get on with it."

(Ivan) "Crime not a problem, but arabs sometimes might mount attacks on isolated farming communities, they might one day get the balls to attack city as well."

(Ivan) "We don't need NBC system though, virus not able to spread through air after 20-30 minutes after initial release. It in magazine, magazine tell all about it." (He holds up a magazine called "Conspiracy Theory Monthly" the cover story shows a crazy looking doctor looming over a table with a beaker in his hand and a zombie strapped to the table, the doctor is obviously a caricature of Dr.Schacht.

(Natalie) "How accurate is that? And in any case, we can't take chances. Come on, enough talking! Let's get this bugger moving again."

(Ivan) "Virus now can only spread through contact with infected or their fluids such as blood, don't let the blood hit you."

He keeps talking as he works, about 10 minutes later he says, "Air filter changed, night vision is fixed." 20 minutes later he says, "Oil filter fine, oxygen intake good to go."

(Natalie) "Right. How iffy is the transmission?"

(Ivan) "Well you put it into gear, it go reverse."

(Natalie) "Not good. Does it go forward at all?"

(Ivan) "Yes, it go forward when you press the brake."

(Natalie) "Clever. So you slow it down by...?"

(Ivan) "Take your foot off brake, let it coast to stop."

(Natalie) "Great. Who last messed about with that thing?"

(Ivan) "Made by Libyans, captured by CM forces during conflict with Libya. Arabs design it poorly, all instructions inside are in Arabic. But I know the inside of a BMP by heart. I know well."

(Ivan) (He keeps working as he talks and 20 minutes later) "NBC working."

(Natalie) "Likewise. Russian systems use standard components, don't they?"

(Natalie) "Good. Let's see about that tread."

(Ivan) (While he works) "Arabs slightly alter things so they can claim design as their own and not give Russia her credit. They steal credit for themselves. They called their modified BMP-3 the "Allah-2 IFV."

(Natalie) "Ha. Bloody stupid. The arabs can build IFVs, but we have to sell them the damn designs."

(Ivan) (Struggling to get the tread back on) "Grab that end there, hoist it up. Guide it in, count 3. one, two, three." (He heaves to get the tread back into place)

*She does likewise*

(Ivan) "Okay, now for steering and transmission."

"OK. Hey, if this thing works, you drive, right?"

(Ivan) "Yes, I drive, I drove BMP-2s for 3 years in Afghanistan, mechanic for 2 years, Spetznatz for remainder of time there."

(Natalie) "Interesting career change."

(Ivan) "They say I had good service record, so they invite me to join, yes, I had skills they thought would help them. We attack Mujahedeen and killed many thousands."

(Natalie) "Meh. Good riddance. Women had rights under the Soviets."

(Ivan) "Would have won, but America give Stingers to guerillas and our air advantage went up in smoke." (Makes a "poof" sound with his mouth)

(Natalie) "Bah, the Stinger."

(Natalie) "How long to rearm?"

Ivan continues to work while he talks, "I not fight for communism or soviet union, fought for man next to me, comrades."

(Ivan) "Almost there. Go inside, get ready to turn the engine on slowly and give it gas when I say, put don't put it into gear yet."

(Natalie) "OK."

*She turns on the fuel pump and sits ready on the starters* "Ready."

(Ivan) (making last adjustments) "Yes, start it now."

(Natalie) "OK."

*Both starter switches to "on"*

It chokes to a start and spits out a large amount of noxious black smog.

(Natalie) "Swish. Do we have ammo?"

(Ivan) (Gets inside) "Yes, ammo loaded already, check to make sure, fire gun at down range at the targets set up, customers use targets to test gun before purchase."

(Natalie) "With no laser? It's not gonna be great but I'll do what I can."

(Ivan) "I have to go open door, we drive out after then."

Ivan gets out and walks to open a large garage door.

(Natalie) "Watch for zombies."*Arms PKT*

He has an AKM slung over his shoulder with a 75 round drum.

He opens the door, a hellish roar as a zombie dog leaps in and attempts to tackle him, but he cuts it down with a burst from his AKM, he fired only 6 rounds at it, it fell down, then it limped back to its feet and lunged at him, he fired 20 rounds into it, effectively cutting him to pieces. He ran back into the BMP and closed the hatch. She wondered what the dog was.

(Natalie) "What the fuck?!"

(Ivan) "Magazine, in magazine. Page 20." (He holds up the Conspiracy Theory Monthly magazine) On page 20 is a picture of an infected dog with a copy of part of a doctors notes on it, "The dogs appear to be most useful as weapons when infected, they are extremely aggressive, oblivious to fear, pain, and are driven by the overwhelming urge to feed, they will attack by jumping through windows, doors, anything to get their food. They are very tough to kill, shotguns work best over handguns and medium powered rifles. Date 7-21-04. Dr. B.V.S." (Occ- Dr. Baldur Von Schacht)

(Ivan) "Who do you think BVS is? How did his notes get copied? I think lab assistant maybe stole them."

(Natalie) "Maybe. I don't know who the hell he is. But I know this thing works!"

The BMP-3 starts to practically flew out of the store garage and into the city, the calm silence of the night was interrupted by the sounds of flames running over buildings and consuming them, taking them into the pits of hell. This city had become hell on earth. The sounds of car alarms going off, fire hydrants burst open, most of the roads were blocked by mountains of twisted cars and trucks, all from the accidents people got into attempting to be the first to flee. They ended up the first to get nowhere.

(Natalie) "Shit. Can this thing get through those?"

(Ivan) "Road blocked, crashed trucks ahead."

(Ivan) "AT-14s."

"HE-FRAG will work better. ATGMs have small, jetted charge to penetrate tank armour, remember?"

(Ivan) "Yes, my mistake, you know lots about armor, you must have been in recently. I haven't bee in since 80s remember."

"I used to be tanker. T-90M unit."

*Loads HE-FRAG, fires at the roadblock*

(Ivan) "T-90M, good tank. But I like the CM T-98s better."

The roadblock blows aside.

(Natalie) "You ain't seen out T-94B yet mate. Forward!"

(Ivan) "T-98, weight 82 tons, unstoppable, A2 Abrams cannot penetrate front or side armor at point-blank range. It can't even get rear armor unless it is under 500 meters from T-98. Massive tank, poor range though, full tank of gasoline only gets it 170 miles."

(Ivan) "Imperial Hotel just ahead."

(Natalie) "Why are we going here again?"

(Ivan) "You told me Premier was staying here and we should get to here. I imagine if anybody is allowed to leave city, it will be him, and maybe he might take us with him who knows?"

(Natalie) "He'll take us. If he wants to live."

(Ivan) "What do you mean, you cannot threaten premier."

(Natalie) "Why not? Do you really believe he'll care if we die? But we can get him outta here with this beast's NBC filtration."

(Ivan) "Premier has his own vehicles, all armored with NBC systems. He help me though, we members of same order, but he might not help you. You're not a communist are you?"

(Natalie) "He'll help me through, rest assured, and leave my politics out of this thank you."

They pull up to the hotel, there are 40 SRG men standing around outside forming a perimeter, they are behind wrecked cars, they are holding off thousands of zombies. One of them yells to Ivan and Natalie, "What unit are you with? Are you from Bravo Company, what's your status, we lost contact with your captain about an hour ago, well what's your status."

She remembered seeing the bodies of about 80 men wearing SRG uniforms on the way here; they all said "Bravo Company" on their helmets.

(Natalie) "We're alive, they're dead."

(Soldier) "You mean 120 of Bravo Company just died like that?"

(Natalie) "I saw about 80."

A lieutenant walks over; his men keep firing as he is talking to Natalie and Ivan, "Who the hell are you two? Where'd you get the BMP? Did Captain Smith of Bravo Company send you here?"

(Natalie) "Who the hell is Captain Smith? And for that matter who the hell are you?"

(Lieutenant) "I'll ask the questions here ma'am, Captain smith is the leader of Bravo company, tall man, about 7 feet tall, he always wears a red beret instead of his helmet." She remembered seeing a severed head lying next to a red beret.

(Natalie) "Oh. Well I think he paid for that."

(The lieutenants radio came to life) "This is 2nd lieutenant johnson, captain smith is dead, only about 40 of us left, we're in a bad way, we're pinned down in the ruins of the police station at the intersection of 1st Fabus Avenue and 3rd Curtis Street. We need help, we're low on ammo. Hello, anybody there."

(Lieutenant) "Johnson come in, where are you? Hold on, we'll send help."

The lieutenant yells, "Okay men, fall back inside the hotel, in good order. Get inside, move, move, move." He turns to Natalie and Ivan, "Follow me, let's get inside."

(Natalie) "Great plan. Where in that do we leave this city?"

The soldiers move backwards, firing as they move.

(Lieutenant) "Outside help will come."

(Lieutenant) "We just have to keep the Premier alive until he can be rescued."

(Natalie) "Bollocks. Who the hell trained you? You just assume help will come?!"

(Lieutenant) "There were 2 companies of SRG stationed at the airport 15 miles from here, they'll come."

(Lieutenant) "Trust me, when they hear the Premier is in trouble, they'll come."

They get inside the hotel and barricade the doors.

(Natalie) "Whatever. Why keep him alive? Stick him in this thing with a couple of guards and we'll take him out."

(Lieutenant) "What?"

(Natalie) "Put him in the BMP with guards and we'll roll him out of here."

(Lieutenant) "The premier is going to ask if anybody from Bravo company survived, don't tell him the truth or he'll insist on going to try to help them himself, he might get hurt."

Outside, the BMP is no longer functioning as a zombie dog has ripped the wiring out.

The lieutenant says, "Come, this way, the bunker is in the basement beneath the hotel."

(Natalie) "You fucking moron. Thanks for just killing us all."

(Natalie) "You do realise that when those people finally get their arses over here they're going to be ripped to shreds, right?"

As they walk down the stairs passed the guards that are part of the 120 strong unit defending the hotel (Alpha Company), Natalie sees the guard she hit over the head. He steps in front of her, "Hello there."

The guard slaps her in the face.

(Guard) "You stupid bitch, I was nearly killed. They were inside the bar coming into the back room when I cam too."

*She look unmoved* "Oh, hey. Well it looks like I'm gonna die anyway, so..."
*Knee to the bollocks*

Two of the other guards grab her hands and hold them behind her back, the guard she just kneed struggles to get up. The other two guards hold her arms tight. He punches her right in the face with a tightly closed fist.

(Guard) "That'll teach you not to kick a man like that. You stupid bitch."

(Natalie) "Fuck you!"

(Guard) "You bitch!" (He punches her again, this time in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her)

The other two guards keep holding her up, keeping her arms tightly behind her back.

The Premier is walking up the stairs he said, "I need to see for myself what is going on in the lobby with the barricades." He walks up and sees them holding Natalie, who is struggling to catch her breath. He says, "Natalie, is something wrong?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, I didn't want to suck this **** off."

The guard who hit her says, "The bitch got out of line so I decked her a few."

The guard that hit her starts to laugh and then the Premier starts to laugh, right before he punches the man in the side of the head and knocks him out cold.

The Premier helps her get up, "Are you alright?"

He tells the other 2 guards to "Drag that guy downstairs and set him on a cot."

(Premier) (Supporting her as he walks) "You thought you could sneak away eh?"

(Natalie) "I'm not fucking staying here!"

(Natalie) "If it comes to these or the zombies I'll take the zombies, thanks."

(Premier) "The bunker is the safest place to be. You should have thought of that before you clubbed him over the head with a bottle. You'll be safe here, trust me. The doors are rock solid and the bunker has many months worth of supplies."

(Natalie) "Forget it. I am not fucking staying in this country or any of your colonies, at least not alive."

He shakes her lightly and says, "Come to your senses Natalie, you're hysterical."

(Premier) (In a clam soothing voice) "And please, watch the language, there are youngsters here." (He points to two of the guards who are scantly over 17)

(Natalie) "No I'm not! This is a sick twisted fucking hole like all of the Nazi nations left on this world, and I'd sooner die than fucking stay here."

(Premier) (Just keeps moving her along down the stairs) "Relax, we'll be safely in the bunker, you're going to be okay, when this outbreak is contained, we'll get you home as soon as possible. Don't worry."

(Natalie) "Bull. I know how you people work. If you gave a fuck you'd ask for outside help, but no, you're gonna pretend all is well in Libya because otherwise people might see what it's actually like."

(Premier) "Our forces can handle this, it's just a matter of doing it covertly so nobody takes notice. The IG Virus is a very delicate thing, and if you continue to use such harsh language with me, I'll have you gagged."

(Natalie) "Ach, just shoot me. Then see what happens."

(Premier) "I don't want to harm you, and I don't want to see you harmed, don't you understand, we're not butchers."

They get down to the bottom on the stairs and start to walk the 100 ft long hallway to the bunker door, guards saluted and shout "Hail Fabus!"

(Natalie) "Yeah right. Don't give me all that Fabus, I know what goes on in this country and all Nazi countries. I get out of here inside three days or I die, and that will cause a lot of problems."

(Premier) "How will you die?"

(Natalie) "You'll shoot me."

(Premier) "Not me."

(Natalie) "Oh, you will."

He pushes her along until they are right at the door, "Keep going”, he says.

A guard gives her a decent push and she flies forward caught off-balance.

Behind her the outer blast door is shut and secured.

(Premier) "Well Natalie, nice bunker isn't it? It's similar to the one at Stalingrad."

(Natalie) “Wonderful, can't wait to be sitting here for months."

A young lieutenant walks by, the premier says, "What is the status of Bravo Company?" The lieutenant replies, "No survivors sir, they're all dead."

The lieutenant is then dismissed and walks off down the corridor.

Natalie is wondering if she should tell the Premier the truth about Bravo Company.

(Natalie) "Y'know, that isn't technically true. I think."

(Premier) "What do you mean?"

She tells him what is going on, he calls for Captain Nelson.

(Premier) "Nelson, take a platoon, go out there and rescue whoever is alive from Bravo Company, they're in the police station where those two roads named after me intersect. I'd command it myself, but this wild woman here needs to be kept under control."

Nelson says, "Yes sir. Victory or Death!" Then he turns to assemble his platoon.

(Premier) (To Natalie) "Well, will you behave yourself or do you need to be sedated and put into a straightjacket?"

(Natalie) "I'll behave myself you prat. Three days."

(Premier) "We'll be lucky to be out of here in 3 weeks."

(Natalie) "Then I won't be here after three days."

(Premier) "What did I say would happen if you continued to use such language and insults?"

The Premier motions at a guard, two of them grab her and start to put her into a straightjacket, the premier says, "If you're in a CM territory, you do as I say. I own every citizen of every CM territory; I control what every foreign national in a CM territory does. Don't you get that?"

The two guards have her in the straightjacket now.

(Premier) "Well are you more comfortable now? See what you've gotten yourself into by being so unruly?"

(Natalie) "Unruly eh? Three days."

(Premier) "I'm tiried of hearing her whining." With that, a guard balls up a cloth and jams it into her mouth, then he seals it shut with tape. The Premier then says, "There, are you even more comfortable now?"

(Premier) "Do you want to be able to speak again? Do you promise to stop yelling."

He removes the tape from her mouth and takes the cloth out, she starts to threaten to kill him. He just laughs, "You in a straightjacket, kill me?"

(Natalie) "Ach, whatever. Three days."

(Premier) "In 3 days you'll be in a padded cell still in that straightjacket."

(Premier) (Worried) "Who did you call today?"

(Natalie) "My dad, who like I told you was a tanker, who knows people."

(Premier) "Yes, well Premier Fabus here knows people as well." (To a guard) "Get me the Colonial Intelligence Services, bring up all mobile phone calls from Fabus City between 5 pm and 9 pm that were outgoing to foreign nations." (About 10 minutes later he comes back, there were only 12 such calls made, one was made to DPUO, the premier listens to the recording of it) He asks Natalie, "What does that mean.”

(Natalie) "Work it out, Premier. Not as if you need worry, with your impregnable country, is it?"

He yells right in her face, saliva hits her, "WHAT DOES IT MEAN!!!"

She's never seen him so angry, and she is starting to get worried, she isn't sure what he'll do in such an angry mood.

(Natalie) "I told you what it means. I told my dad where I am, and he knows people, and shouting will get you nowhere, so why don't you calm down?"

(Premier) (Extremely angry yet calm) "When your nation released the over 200 embassy staff of our nation that they are holding, and the 300 tourists, we will release you and their embassy staff. We'd also like them to stop aiding guerillas that are fighting against us in Hogsweat. But we'll settle for our people back."

The Premier takes out a switchblade and the blade pops out, "Now you're going to tell me what I want to know, and you're going to tell me. NOW!"

He holds the knife close to her, she can see her reflection in the blade.

(Natalie) "You're forgetting Premier! I want to die!" *She sounds insane*

(Premier) "Natalie, are you okay?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, I'm fine! Whatever I do the outcome is the same." *She sounds oddly calm* "I leave here."

(Premier) (He is genuinely concerned for her) "I'm going to have the doctor take a look at you, okay? To make sure you're well. I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's not safe outside, you don't want to go out there, please trust me."

(Natalie) "Trust you? How can I trust you? I just want to get out of here and go home!"

(Premier) "I've saved you before, I'm not some monster you know. I shielded you when that RPG was fired in our direction, remember."

(Natalie) "I don't care any more, I want out of here."

(Premier) "Yes, but you must realize it isn't safe outside."

(Natalie) "I don't goddamn care. Let in one of our helos, they have NBC protection."

(Premier) "The city is under quarantine, nothing goes in or out, if an infected person got out, it could spread."

(Premier) "We should never have gotten involved with this virus, it's too deadly."

(Natalie) "That doesn't matter. It can only be passed by blood or other fluid content after 20-30 minutes, if Ivan's right."

(Premier) "No, air is for 20-30, blood is as long as the infected walk, zombies can pass it for any length of time, just like that movie Resident Evil, it sucked though, but the game was great."

She is visibly upset he is comparing this to a game.


A doctor walks in and asks Natalie in a very condescending manner, "How are we feeling today?"

(Natalie) "Like I want to get outta here and I'm being prohibited from doing so. Like if I'm not outta here in 3 days with your approval I'll be out without it."

(Premier) (Shakes her) "What did you do! Did you arrange for a strike against CM?"

(Premier) "Nobody knows where you are, you were told we were going to New Jackson City, we are in Fabus City though."

(Natalie) "I know."

(Premier) "How did you know?"

(Natalie) "Police car had the name on it."

(Premier) "Well you are smarter than most women who don't even know what street they live on, good job, so you know where you are. Who can get into this city if over 20,000 White Colonial Soldiers are unable to stop the 3 million zombies from overrunning their own bases."

The doctor continues inspecting her, he says, "She's very stressed out, I'm going to suggest we sedate her and let her get some sleep."

The premier says in a very calm voice, "Natalie, the doctor thinks you need some sleep, he's going to give you something to help you sleep, is that okay?"

(Natalie) "No it damn well isn't, but I don't get a choice do I?"

(Premier) "Why isn't it okay? The doctor knows what is best."

(Natalie) "He's one of your doctors, and I don't trust him. No offence intended. I don't doubt your medical ability, I doubt how you'll use it."

(Premier) "These doctors are world renowned for their work with medicine. And what do you mean, use it?"

(Natalie) "You know what I mean. Sedative eh?"

(Premier) "Well you stick it in with a needle and that's it, nothing to use, nothing to botch, simple."

(Natalie) "I don't believe what's in there to be a sedative. Then again, if I die here and now so much the better. Go right ahead."

(Premier) "Natalie, I'm not going to let anything happen to you, you'll be safe, trust me."

(Natalie) "Whatever. I trust nobody here."

The doctor shows her the vial that he is using to fill the needle, she recognizes it as a sedative.

(Natalie) "And remember: three days to get me outta here or I get taken out."

(Premier) "Can he give it to you know?"

(Natalie) "Sure. Get working on getting me out while I sleep."

The Premier calls in a guard, and tells him. "Pull up the file on her father, I want to know everything about him, if he causes us trouble give the assignment to a Martyr Brigade cell in DPUO."

The doctor pushes the needle into her arm, the drug slowly begins to take effect.

Natalie is starting to slip into a drug induced sleep, she heard the Premier talking about her father.

The premier leaned over her and said, "Don't worry, your father will be fine as long as he doesn't bring any trouble against CM. And you'll be fine no matter what happens. Sleep well."

She was growing too tired to say much more than a few words, she had better make them good.

(Natalie) "Lion's den, Fabus. Lion's.... den." She then falls asleep.

Premier Fabus called Natalie's father from a phone in the bunker.

(Premier) "Hello, is this the father of Natalie Rush?"

(Father) "Yes. Who's this?"

(Premier) "Premier Curtis Fabus of the Kingdom of Communist Mississippi."

(Father)"You have ten seconds to explain why the hell you're on this line or you can get off it."

(Premier) "To talk to you about how to send your daughter back to you."

(Premier) "See we're in a bit of a spot here, we're in a city in Libya, but there are a large amount of zombies outside, yes zombies. It has to do with the IG Virus, totally classified, if you tell anybody. Well please don't."

(Father) "Get talking."

(Premier) "Well we'd like to let her go, but the whole city is surrounded, 3 million zombies, about 30,000 soldiers and police at the most. She's safe for now, we're fine, my guard can hold against anything. Well the city and the entire country are quarantined, and relations between my nation and your nation are already strained."

(Premier) "You do realize that your daughter is guilty of espionage under CM law. I could have her executed as a spy. But I won't do that."

(Father) "I am not impressed. Don't give me any crap about not being able to get her out or about quarantine. Or spying. We have stupdied the IG-Virus, and know how it works."

(Premier) "I'm the premier of an entire nation, you'll talk to me with the respect my position warrants.”

(Father) "You position warrants no respect whatsoever from me or from any civilised human being on this planet. Are you going to hand her back or give me more rubbish?"

(Premier) "As soon as we can we'll let her go, but she knows a great deal about matters she shouldn't know anything about. We might have to wipe her memory of the last few weeks, but that won't hardly matter in the greater scheme of things, will it?"
(Father) "It will most certainly matter. Do not think you are secure. People know what goes on in your country and your colonies, and know many of your secrets. One more security leak is merely an additional hole in an already very punctured box."

(Premier) "Well see our nation has interesting ways of operating, and she knows enough information to convict me in an upcoming trial. But lucky for me she'll be back in DPUO by the time the trial starts."

(Father)"If the trial starts within...72 hours then that's good."

(Premier) "It starts in a few weeks, but she won't be in the nation to testify, so good for me eh? I'm still debating what we should do about you though. I heard everything you two said to each other earlier, our operatives have decoded it, we know what you're up to."

(Premier) "I assure you if you trouble my nation, my colonies, myself, or my people, you'll deeply regret it."

(Father) "Try killing me Fabus. Just try. And see what happens when you do."

(Father) "You think I fear the likes of you? I fought your kind for three years, constantly, from my tank, and fear nothing now."

(Premier) "I fought for 4 years, in the parachute units, sometimes 3 operational jumps a day, weeks of endless fighting. Units wiped out entirely. Comrades killed by enemy tanks. Living for weeks off captured enemy rice and whatever little animals we could kill."

(Father) "Then you should know that you cannot make me fear you."

(Premier) "I've been there, done that. You think I'm scared of some peasant like you?"

(Father) "Bring it on Fabus. You haven't the balls to do anything in this country, because you know what would happen if you did. I know for a fact that this call is being monitored. Don't try and scare me, Fabus, you're a lying pathetic little weasel that has been allowed to run around for too long."

(Premier) "I'm not really comfortable with somebody who knows so much about the inner workings of my regime leaving the nation."

(Father) "Well you'll have to be comfortable with it. Unless you want to see your embassy staff start losing things."

(Premier) "Go ahead, kill the embassy staff, our nation has everything except world pity. We could use some pity."

(Premier) "Would you like to duel me? Meet me for a duel?"

(Father) "Oh they won't die. Not by our hands. We don't descend to such things."

(Premier) "Well, are we going to duel? I'm not sure if you eastern barbarians know what honor is, but we western men, we will fight and die for honor."

(Father) "You? I know your kind, and know you would cheat. How about we met for a proper engagement, tank-on-tank. The way it used to be. I will find my old tank, and then you can find one of yours, and we shall see who wins."

(Premier) "No, we use pistols."

(Father) "Pistols are for those who cannot command others. You call yourself a leader, so lead a tank. Or is that beyond you?"

(Premier) "How about swords?"

(Father) "Swords are again for those who value show above any semblance of substance. That suits you nicely. You have 30 seconds to agree to hand her over within 3 days or I hang up and get calling some friends."

(Premier) "You don't issue me demands. I could have you killed in a few hours. She'll be back when she gets back, we'll see how long it takes. But I was thinking if we duel, what do you give me when I win?"

(Father) "I give you nothing. You have to come here. Twenty seconds, and if I die by the way the NSB will assume you killed me, and since you have killed on of our citizens and abducted another, we may have to get annoyed."

(Father) "And you don't want to precipitate that sort of thing by your bull-headed refusal to co-operate, do you?"

(Premier) "She came to CM illegally and was there illegally, we only did what you would do to one of our people. And you can get annoyed all you want. You're a disgrace to comrade Stalin and the white race. You make me sick, you goddamned peasant."

(Father) “Ten seconds. You think IG is bad, you ain't seen anything yet, Fabus. Anything at all."

(Premier) "I'll meet you in Ukraine for the duel. Not russia though."

(Father) "You'll go where the hell I ask you to. And I ask that you come here and conduct whatever you want to do on my doorstep, else I can quite happily enact a little bit of law which states we are obliged to defend our citizens abroad."

(Premier) "You have many of our citizens, you goddamned hypocritical peasant swine. Do anything and you'll live to regret it!"

(Father) "Your people will be returned, if you return her. But you won't so that makes it pointless continuing the discussion. Anything else you would like to add before I call up the Foreign Office?"

(Premier) "To me death is nothing. I welcome it, it would be a release. Why did God take my wife and not me, death means nothing to me. Your nation is aiding guerillas in hogsweat, over 50,000 of our best paratroopers are going to be wiped out by 500,000 guerillas thanks to your nation's meddling where it didn't belong. I'm beyond pissed."

(Premier) "I'll do whatever you ask if you do one thing."

(Father) "Make it quick, my time for Nazis is short and getting much shorter."

(Premier) "Get in touch with the guerillas in Hogsweat, I want the men allowed to leave the base unarmed and to march to the coast and board ships. At least get them to agree to release all the prisoners they're going to be taking after the base falls. Anything, offer them anything, I'll trade myself for the entire base garrison's safe release. Whatever they want, I want my men out alive."

(Father) "It's not up to us what happens to your men. We just supply the guns no questions asked to the guerrillas. You want to plead for the lives of your men, talk to them. I certainly won't be party to that."

(Premier) "If I died to release them, the public would make me a saint for getting them out. If they died because I did nothing to get them out, I'd be made a devil. Better to be remembered as a saint."

(Father) "Then get your arse over there, you petty excuse for an officer." *He laughs darkly* "Let them see the great Fabus in all his glory."

(Premier) "You know your daughter is a smart and resourceful girl, she and a gun shop owner got a BMP-3 working by taking parts from 3 other BMPs and putting them together."

(Father) "Of course, it's called tank maintenance."

(Premier) "I fought in the recent conflict in UWA remember it? I jumped in dressed as a captain."

(Premier) "I lead from the front, literally."

(Father) "Clever. Hiding yourself eh? Some example to your men. Go in dressed as you are and then see what happens."

(Premier) "Well the men would worry about my safety, and the enemy snipers would see my distinctive blue and white uniform. I must dress as a soldier, one of them, they know I am there though."

(Premier) "In Egypt I rode my tank to the front, in full regular uniform, the Imperial Premier's uniform."

(Father) "Yeah, right, whatever. Listen, will you hand Natalie over or what? Agreeing would save you a lot of trouble. A helluva lot."

(Premier) "Fine. But I can't promise this city will be secured in 3 days, we'll try to break through to the airport and get her on a plane out of here. But you're pushing us to leave before we should have to. After about 8 days, the zombies drop dead from cellular decomposition. If we try to leave after just 3 days, they might get her. I won't be held responsible if that happens."

(Father) "In three days we will be able to move, I am told, helicopters to the area to punch a path through. It doesn't take much to keep IG-Zombies away, Premier, and you should know that."

(Premier) "Okay, I'll arrange helicopters to get here. You do know there are almost 2 million soldiers in Libya. And that's not even counting the paramilitaries."

(Premier) "I'd like you to come to Mississippi someday though, see how things really are, not just the agitprop they feed you via your TV, radio, and newspaper."

(Father) "Then they should be doing their damn jobs and not sitting around being paid to look menacing. 12 Mi-24VMUs will arrive within 24 hours at the nearest airport and clear a path through the IGZs, I'm informed."

(Father) "Agitprop my arse. I've seen things you can't imagine. It's called truth."

(Premier) "There are over 5,000 SAM sites in Libya, there are over 1,000 fixed wing combat aircraft, and there are countless SA-17s, Stingers, and Mobile SA-19s. Nobody will get in here without my approval, it's not that I don't mind help, it's just things get down on my terms or not at all."

(Father) "Shoot them down and you get a war, premier. They're on a diplomatic mission, painted white, under orders not to open fire on anything that's not zombified."

(Premier) "It's all propaganda designed to gloss over soviet crimes. The soviets won't quit playing the dead jew card. So a few jews go missing during WW2, the Soviets blow it into the greatest hoax of all time."

(Premier) "What about what your kind did to the Polish officers in Kateyn Forest?"

(Premier) "So how old are you? 60?"

(Premier) "What are you 52?"

(Father) "That I am, Premier. Why, thinking I might conveniently die of old age?"

(Premier) "Oh no, just trying to see what sort of man I'm dealing with. I want to meet you face to face so we can talk, is that all right? You name the place, as soon as I can get out of here, I'll see to getting there. How about Kazakhstan?"

(Father) "Talk is what we are doing now, Fabus. The offer still stands. As a matter of fact I have with me a representative of the Government, who states that that is the only option. We can and will lift her out, with your consent, and if absolutely necessary without it. We would much prefer the former."

(Premier) "Nothing gets done without my say so. I will let her go, but it must be on my terms, as a matter of pride if nothing else. And we are in a sealed bunker with over 1,000 guards, you'd never get in, let alone out."

(Father) "Try us. You ain't seen what we do to people like you yet. You take her to somewhere where a helicopter can get in and in return, for the sake of your pride, we return your people - after a thorough check of them all, of course."

(Premier) "Check them for what?"

(Father) "Oh, the usual. Stealing important information plans to take action against us, that kind of thing."

(Premier) "You do know she was violating our laws, she took pictures of Republican Guard soldiers without written government authorization. And what they were doing was also classified."


(Father) "Your people were violating our laws, apparently. There is in their possession information not meant to leave the Foreign Ministry. Do you wish to argue that or do you wish to get things done?"

(Premier) "We can get things done, but you must know she had sensitive information and pictures of secret military operations."

(Father) "I note the use of the past tense. As your people had that information. If you send her back we send yours back, no charges, nothing, after we take back all the information and of course bar them from any future entry. Or we reveal that your people have been undertaking to steal secret information to the world's press, and you...you say what? 'Reporter takes pictures that show truth'? 'Soldiers arrest woman for spying who had no idea who her targets were'?"

(Premier) "Well yes she is welcome to go. Would you like me to open the bunker door, give her a pistol and tell her to get herself to the airport?"

(Father) "You can do that in 24 hours' time. Believe me, there won't be any need to go to the airport. One Mi-24 will arrive, white-painted, unarmed, to pick her up, and the rest will wait and keep the zombies off."

(Premier) "I'm just kidding, I'll lead the platoon to get her there."

Premier) "I wouldn't want anything to happen to her."

(Father) "I wonder why. Do we have an accord? We move one hecliopter squadron to the area, pick her up and fly her out. Meanwhile we pack off your diplomats on a boat bound for CM."

(Premier) "You wonder why eh? I'm how shall we say, well your daughter is a nice girl and she is interesting to say the least."

(Father) "Say no more, Premier, or that Hind will come armed." *He cackles* "Are we in agreement?"(n.b. the cackle is amused not serious)

(Premier) "Of course we have a deal, but if it's armed we shoot it down."

(Father) "Very well. Make sure your gunners aren't too jumpy. The other 11 will hold the perimeter."

(Premier) "Of course, we have a deal. I'd like to know if you and your daughter would like to come to Mississippi sometime in the future, as my guests."

(Father) "Doubtful. I only intent to go to Libya once. I'll see you tomorrow, Premier." (The last word is said with a slight cackle)

(Premier) "Well perhaps you or her may change your mind sometime?"

(Father) "Perhaps. But I doubt it." *He hangs up*

Premier hangs up, "Okay people tomorrow we are moving out, we are going to take the roof of the hotel and hold it, we'll have to push through the lobby and then get upstairs to the roof.

Captain Nelson and his platoon come back, they are badly wounded from falling debris, put miraculously all are alive, and they got 1/2 the survivors from Bravo Company back.

The morning arrives, Natalie wakes up.

(Natalie) "Unh? Where the...oh yeah., Great."

The Premier is sitting near her, "Good morning, how are you?"

(Natalie) "Like I've been drunk."

(Premier) "Did you sleep well?"

She looks at him; he looks like he didn't sleep at all.

(Natalie) "Never better. Had a dream about deer. You however look like crap." *She grins, as if she knows something good will happen* Any food here?"

(Premier) "Yes, I didn't sleep at all, I was up going over military plans, we're going to fight our way out of the bunker and basement and get to the roof, you're going to get on a helicopter and back to DPUO. I spoke with your father, interesting man. Yes there is food." (He sits her up and starts to take her straightjacket off) "You won't do anything stupid now will you?"

(Natalie) "Not now. I can actually look forward to living again."

(Premier) (Finishes taking the straightjacket off of her) "I want you to know you are always welcome in Mississippi or any of her territories."

(Natalie) "That makes me very happy. No really. How long 'til the helo arrives?"

(Premier) "You're welcome, I'm not sure, we're going to leave the bunker soon and fight to get you to the roof. Then I'm going to go on a 15 mile job to the airport. My men will jog with me, it'll be a good exercise and target practice, don't worry we'll make it."

(Premier) "Maybe we'll see each other again sometime eh?"

(Natalie) "Maybe. I don't think so though."

(Premier) "Well I've only taken less than 50 vacation days in the last 20 years, so I figure the people owe me. Hey it's better than G W Bush who took 370 days out of the first 3 years of his term as vacation days."

(Premier) "Maybe I'll go to DPUO for a while, take you up on your earlier offer, I'm not sure you remember it. You said the gov't would have to have BTRs follow behind me for my own safety."

(Natalie) "It would. This place isn't as strict about weapons control as we are, but most people have rifles and whatnot."

(Premier) "Well whatever happens I'll certainly miss you. Shall we get ready then, get you some body armor and a weapon so you can defend yourself as we go for the roof."

(Natalie) "Be my guest."

(Premier) "Here." (Hands her a pistol, it has his initial on it and it says "Cambodia June 1983- January 1984" engraved on the side) She remembers that he was in Cambodia.

(Premier) "It's yours keep it."

(Natalie) "Thanks."

(Premier) "That's the pistol I carried in Cambodia."’

(Premier) "I gave my Rifle I carried in Syria to Roger, my pistol from Iran to William, Henry and George I don't like most of what they do, so they get nothing."

(Premier) "George wants to marry his 3rd cousin, I don't know if I should allow that."

(Natalie) "Perfectly legal."

(Premier) "Well it would make him ever so happy, and he'd settle down and stop trying to spite me by screwing every woman he meets to make the point that I should let him have the one he really wants."

(Natalie) "Usually works best."

(Premier) "I'll let him do it then. But Henry, he's got some issues, he was shot in the back in an attempted assassination and now he is using drugs to kill the pain. I fear he'll soon become addicted if he isn't already."

(Natalie) "I think he is."

(Premier) "What makes you think that?"

(Natalie) "Met him. Snorting coke."

(Premier) "Good lord. I need to get back to Mississippi. You know that William spoke highly of you. He saw you in my classified conference room and then again in the missile room, but that's okay. You must be quite smart to have figured out the puzzles and codes."

(Natalie) "Smart, lucky, something like that. How long?"

(Premier) "How long what?"

(Natalie) 'Til I go."

(Premier) "We'll move out in a few minutes."

(Natalie) "Ok."

(Premier) "Remember, if you ever have any problems with your separatists views, just go to the nearest Mississippian Embassy or Consulate and say, "Put me in touch with Premier Curtis Fabus", then tell them the codeword "Panther" and they'll take you seriously."

(Natalie) "I'll remember."

(Premier) (Sighs) "Well, lets get ready, you're going home and I'm going to have to deal with this."

(Natalie) "Yep. What we got here?"

(Premier) "What do you mean? What is here in the bunker?"

(Natalie) "Yeah, weapons-wise."

(Premier) "You saw Ivan's gun store. We've got basically all the light weapons he has, except more of them, newer models, and more accessories."

(Premier) "Well, they're ready, lets go." (Puts on a suit of body armor and readies to put on night vision goggles) "It's about 7 a.m. outside but the sun is blocked out by clouds and the building outside the bunker is without power. Here, take these put them on." (He hands her NVG)

(Natalie) "Ta. Reminds me of night training, before we were allowed to mess with the Thermal Sights."

(Premier) "Natalie, before you go. I'd like to thank you for being here in CM and providing such heated political debates over the last few weeks. In a few weeks you'll get the story of a lifetime when Firebase Fabus falls."

(Natalie) "Heh." *She looks a little sad.* "You knew it would fall, always."

(Premier) "I knew the second they told me the runways had been knocked out and the enemy had over 500 SAMS and AAA. I don't know what I'll do when it falls, but I still have my pistol my father gave me, my real father, the prince." She knows he is talking about suicide.

(Natalie) "There is another way. You know it as well as I do."

(Premier) (sighs) "What other way would that be? If my men die, I'm the one who is ultimately responsible. If my regime ever collapses, I'm the one who is ultimately responsible for all that they've done."

(Premier) "Well if the Fabus regime ever falls, I don't know where I'll go. But I'm sure it'll be hot, humid, and rain lots." She realizes he is probably talking about CM's recently acquired territory Angola.

(Natalie) "Nice place, I'm sure. Shall we?" *She motions to the exit*

(Premier) "Yes, but there's just one thing I wanted to do first."

*She looks wary* "What exactly is this and what does it involve me doing?"

(Premier) (pulls her close to him and kisses her for about 20 seconds, then he says) "You come back to Mississippi sometime now ya hear?"

(Natalie) "Er...yes. One request. Don't greet me like that."

(Premier) "Okay."

*She looks very embarassed* "Let's get going."

The bunker door is thrown open, the 120 soldiers in the bunker begin to move out, there are over 5,000 zombies spread out throughout the hotel, the barricades fell apart late in the night and the zombies got in. The soldiers immediately begin to fire wildly into the packs of zombies on the stairs, soldiers start to go down screaming, "AH!"

"Shit! Where the hell's the chopper?"

The Premier is swarmed by about 6 zombies, his gun jams, he starts using it as a club, bashing them wildly, he pulls out a large 12 inch knife and jams it into one of them. They drag him to the ground, he screams, "GET MOVING! MOVE!"

He starts slashing wildly at them.

The premier is wounded on the ground, he pulls out a pistol and starts to shoot, "You all get moving, I'll hold them go, Nelson, prop me against the wall."

*Natalie runs for the pad with the others*

(Shouting) "Where are the helicopters?"

The last thing she hears is Captain Arthur Nelson and the Premier firing their guns and then Nelson screams "OH GOD!!! GET IT OFF ME!!!"

Then silence.

(Natalie) "Fucking...fuck! Get moving!"

One of the soldiers screams, "The Premier is dead! Long live the Premier!" Another yells, "He's not dead, he's only wounded, come on, lets save him." One of them pulls out a knife and jumps into a pack of 5 zombies and screams, "FRESH MEAT YOU FUCKERS!"

(Natalie) "Fucking nutjobs! How many of you are left?! Get moving!" *She fires into the zombies*

He starts slashing at them wildly, the others manage to get to the premier, they drag his unconscious body away from the scene and then they get Arthur Nelson out of there. Over 90 of the 120 soldiers are dead. Only 3 are still following Natalie. The rest have gone to rescue their premier.

(Natalie) "Come on goddamnit!"

(Sgt) "Sorry ma'am, we fight first for the Premier."

A zombie dog runs straight for Natalie.

(Mi-24VMU "Necros 1") "Uh, we have a problem. Multiple targets in the area, probably not gonna be able to land just right there."

It leaps into the air and impacts into her, knocking her down. She starts kicking at it. But another one joins it.

Deafening noises rings out, Ivan has dropped them both with a burst of rounds from a 50 caliber M-2 that he had slung across his chest.

(Natalie) "Thanks! C'mon, I see them coming!"

(Ivan) "I am sorry, my place is by the side of my Premier. You go, I must stay. I can do no other."

(Natalie) "Go then! Hold them!"

Ivan turns and faces a horde of zombies, He screams a flurry of insults in Russian, his machine gun finally clicks empty, and she sees him swarmed over by the zombies. Shooting wildly with a pistol.

He pulls out his old Spetznatz knife and starts hacking and slicing. He kicks and punches He manages to drag himself away into a room and he locks the door.

(Necros 2) "Roger. Engage with cannon. Master 1, do you have loudspeakers?"

Most of the soldiers are down to using pistols and knives, but even with just a knive, an SRG is a deadly soldier.

(Master 1) "Affirmative, speakers ready."

(Necros 1) "Tell those stupid fucks to get outta the way then!"

The CM soldiers are all seriously wounded, they are crawling forward, with zombies right behind them, the soldiers are attempting to get to rooms they can take cover in.

(Matser) "Roger."

(Transmitted) "Attention humans fighting zombie creatures, run like hell, we're gonna cannon them."

*The Hinds arm their nose guns*

Natalie saw the Premier, conscious now, leaning against a wall, he had a tourniquet on his arm so he could see the vein, he injected a clear liquid into his arm, and then he slipped back against the wall and fell into a deep unconscious, most of his men were dead.

Captain Nelson was struggling to crawl forward, he said, "Don't worry Premier, I'll guard you while the anti-virus takes effect in your system, you rest here, rest here, we'll be okay. Don't worry."

(Necros 1) "Open fire on my mark. Master 1 move to helipad. Subject is approaching the pad now, give her some fire to keep them off."

*Natalie sprints for the pad with zombies rapidly closing*

Her father shouts, "Hey we can get their leader, what do you say captain?"

(Captain) "Not a damn chance. You stick to the plan or this thing's gun will be on you. Call yourself a damn soldier." *He closes the Hind's side door, then hovers as the resuce helo moves in*

Libyan Colonial air force units arrive, a man speaks, he speaks in english with a heavy french accent, "This is Squadron 2 of the 1st fighter wing. What is your status?"

12 F-16s come flying in and pummel the zombies in the street with cannons.

(Necros 1) "Well if they're happy to do it..." *The Hinds let loose their guns on the zombies

The DPUO pilots pick up CM radio chatter, "This is Squadron 1, requestion immediate reinforcements to the Imperial Hotel and medievac, The eagle is wounded, repeat Eagle is wounded.:

About 5 minutes later citizens from all throughout the area that survived to this point are running for the hotel to save their Premier. Most are armed with M-14Bs and G-3s

(Necros 1) "Fucking hell! Master 1, have you executed the pickup? There are lots of civilians coming."

A battalion of colonial parachutists jumps into the city about 20 minutes after the call went out, they have left most of their equipment and have only weapons and accessories.

The civilians are all wearing military camo, and they fire into the zombies with their M-14s and G-3s.

(Master 1) "Pickup imminent." A squad of VDV personnel opens fire with AK-103MS's from the Hind's doorway*

The last thing Natalie sees as she gets into the Hind is Captain Nelson and the Premier being moved into a medievac helicopter. Most of the Alpha Company is dead or dying, and the virus is rapidly spreading throughout the city.

Her father greets her and says, "Ah, never send a coward to do a man's job."

He then asks, "How are you?"

(Natalie) "He's not that much a coward. He went out there to get me in."

(Natalie) "He's not a good man by any means but he has courage! You can't deny that."

(Dad) "Yes, perhaps he does. Perhaps. Anyway; time to go home."

*The Hinds fly off toward a waiting Kiev-II in the Med*

It was about 2 hours into their journey home; Natalie's radio was picking up a CM government channel. They announced, "We now interrupt the regularly scheduled programming for this emergency bulletin from Joseph Mladic." Joseph Mladic came on the air; he was crying, he said, "Citizens of the Kingdom of Mississippi... I must inform you... Citizens of Mississippi." He broke down and continued to cry even harder, they said, "We'll be right back."

(Natalie) "He's dead, then."

Dad: "Good riddance, in some ways. Still. I wonder what will become of CM? No doubt a son will take over. Nothing new under the son."

Mladic came back on the air, still crying but with his composure somewhat regained, "Citizens of Mississippi. The Premier is not confirmed dead, but he is missing in action, his helicopter was forced to make a landing inside Fabus City, and neither the pilot nor copilot has replied to attempts to raise them on the radio. There is no need to jump to conclusions." (He starts to cry heavily again) "God will protect him."

Natalie: "He always thought God would preserve him."

Dad: "God my arse. God if he existed would be a bastard."

The Premier was alive, but barely. He was crawling out of the wreck of the helicopter. Arthur Nelson somehow had also survived; the two were like a package deal, if the Premier lived Nelson would fight on to live. If the Premier died, Nelson would give up the struggle and die.

About 3 hours later she heard a much overjoyed Joseph Mladic on the radio, he started to speak, "People of Mississippi, the Premier lives, Long Live the Premier!"

(Mladic) "Satellites had detected where the helicopter went down, and scout helicopters have confirmed he is alive but they unable to land due to weather conditions and the rooftops are crawling with zombies. We are asking for any Libyan WKM or other paramilitaries, you know whom you are, to move towards the intersection of 12th Curtis Lane and 18th Fabus Road. The Premier is on the roof of the office building for Salazar Imperial Tobacco."


Natalie: "Ah well. Maybe he is a lucky man."

Dad: "Maybe, maybe not. There'll be another day, and on that day he'll die." *He shrugs*

Natalie asked her father what he thought they meant by "other militants, you know whom you are."

Dad: "Oh, that’ll be this "Christian Martyrs Brigade" or some other load of crap. Been going round claiming to safeguard the White Christians."

Natalie asked her what was up with the CMB.

(Dad) "They go around killing the "unbelievers" and "infidels", those who aren't Christians and white. Terrorists to the bone. As a matter of fact we're busy supplying somebody fighting them."

It came over the radio then "A commerical airliner from NWV was shot down a few hours ago, the Christian Martyrs Brigade has claimed responsibility. Also authorities fear they have launched an anthrax attack in New Athens. The CMB has also calimed responsibility for the earlier bombings of 3 mosques in New Athens and the embassy bombing in Tunis which both occurred yesterday."

Natalie: "I see Curtis has been busy."

(Radio) "The group is believed to be backed by the Mississippian government, although no real evidence has been yet found. It has been confirmed by a confession extracted from a captured terrorist by the NWV that the group is active in Western Sahara. They are considered most active in Libya although there is no evidence for this. The group boasts a membership of over 200,000.

(Radio) "The group appears to be very well funded, organized, and led. They have conducted simultaneous suicide bombings around the world against different targets with military style precision."

Natalie: "That's because they are ex-military. Honestly, you should see some of the stuff I saw in there. Scary."

(Radio) "The United Nations believes that the group has over 500 training camps in 8 countries. They are also believed to have a budget of over 1 billion dollars."

(Pilot) "Landing on the Ivanov commencing. We're gonna cruise home, ladies and gents."

(Radio) "Thus far over 300,000 deaths have been attributed to the group's actions."

Dad: "Typical. No honour. Scum."

(Radio) "The group has pledged and I quote, "We will martyr ourselves until Christ deems the world ready for Him to return. He will only return when the unbelievers are dead. We will destroy the unbeliever and God will once again reign supreme over the Earth. If we must all die, so be it, we do not fear death, we welcome the chance to martyr ourselves for God." This group has been classed as possibly the most dangerous in the world."

Natalie: "They been at home yet?"

Dad: "Naw. Border's closed anyway, just in case."

(Radio) "Their seemingly unlimited budget, their organization, training, and their seemingly unlimited access to modern military weapons that are very hard for non-governmental powers to acquire, and their eagerness to be martyred, make this group very dangerous. They have vowed to bring terror and destruction against NWV and DPUO interests both internationally and in the nations themselves."

Dad: *Grim laugh* "They'll have to work hard. Nats, you gotta see the town. It's like we're at war again. People going around actually appreciating the value of the place, music coming out of speakers in workplaces, BTRs and troops around. Takes me back."

(Radio) This just in, the DPUO embassies in Tunisia, Rwanda, Mali, Somalia, and Ethiopia were simultaneously destroyed by suicide truck bombers. We now go live to Tunis." (Tunis radioman) "The number of dead is currently unknown. Oh, this is just, oh the humanity. I've never seen anything like this, such brutality." (Regains his composure) "Forgive me people, It's just I've never seen such sheer disregard for human life. This is disgusting."

(Radio) "Nobody has claimed responsibility for the embassy bombings against DPUO. However the CMB spiritual leader Bishop Herman Von Felben has stated, "This is crusade, we did not do it, it was probably other angry white Christians."

Natalie: "Oh god...why?"
Dad: "Because we don't believe in God. DOn't worry, from what I hear the Air Force will shortly scare them shitless."

(Radio) "It has been confirmed, Anthrax was used to attack NWV in New Athens. Over 100,000 are feared dead already."

Natalie: "How?"

Dad: "Ways and means. I don't know how for sure...oh look, here they go again. Ah well, we'll help seal NWV's borders."

(Radio) "5 of 6 terrorists arrested in the "Church of the Faithful of Christ", a cover for the Christian Martyrs Brigade, committed suicide by taking cyanide rather than risk being interrogated."

Dad: "Oh, shame. Should have burned them."

(Pilot) "OK, we're down. Hope you enjoyed the trip folks. I'm off to the mess deck."

(Radio) "Bishop Herman Von Felben, the spiritual leader of the CMB has declared that "DPUO must suffer for their attempts to destroy White Christian Civilization" there are rumors that Bishop Felben and the CMB are being aided by the CM Gov't, the CM gov't vehemently denies all these rumors and accusations."

(Radio) "Premier Fabus has been recovered from Fabus City and he and his bodyguard Captain Arthur Nelson are both expected to make full recoveries."

Dad: (Cackles) "Let them come. We're ready. Oh yes, we're ready." *He climbs from the Hind's passenger compartment awkwardly*

(The Radio goes to Felben’s voice) "This is an interruption of the regular broadcast, we have seized the radio station, we have nuclear devices and we will not hesitate to use them unless our demands are met. Our members aboard an Ohio SSBN somewhere in the world have hijacked the submarine and we will launch unless our demands are met."

(The radioman asks) "What are your demands? Who will you launch at?"

(Felben) "We want the immediate withdrawl of all DPUO and UWA support for the hogsweatian guerillas surrounding the 3 CM parachute Divisions in Firebase Fabus. We want them to permit the CM soldiers to leave the base in peace and return to CM. We want the immediate release of all of the over 2,000 pilots that have been shot down and captured attempting to help the base."

(Radioman) "Do you really have control of a nuclear submarine?"

(Felben) "Yes, the Mississippi Kriegs Marine MKM-25 Ohio SSBN. On routine patrols in an ocean that will remain nameless."

(Radioman) "How did you take control of the submarine?"

Dad: "Well I'll be damned. Guess we'll have to let the Navy have some fun. Rick will ejoy that."

(Felben) "20% of the ships crew were CMB, about 20% probably went along with them. The rest were probably restrained."

(Radioman) "Who will you launch them at? What will your targets be?"

(Felben) "All the major population centers of UWA and DPUO."

The radio change stations, it is Joseph Mladic, "Due to the threat that the terrorists will launch missiles, we must attempt to stop them certainly yes, but we must also be ready to stop an enemy strike against us, many nations erroneously believe we support the Christian Martyrs Brigade. If any nation fires a missile at CM, we will respond in kind." Mladic knows if the terrorists launch, CM will have to launch to try to neutralize the enemy before they can launch. He prays this is resolved.

(Mladic continued to speak) "I ask that the governments of UWA and DPUO do not act rash and that they allow us to resolve this problem in usual Mississippian fashion."

OOC:Wow! can I have a brief summary of the stuff that aplies to my guy from the posts?

OOC:Wow! can I have a brief summary of the stuff that aplies to my guy from the posts?

Abdul and Gamal were left in the bunker, in straightjackets and separate cells. There were 3 guards left down in the bunker. Abdul and Gamal will be released as soon as the Premier deems it time to release them.

Occ- Don't worry, they'll get out of the city.

OOC:Can I make them escape so they can cause some havoc?

OOC:Can I make them escape so they can cause some havoc?
Occ- No, realistically they'd die in seconds outside, if 80 of the 120 of the Alpha Company of the best unit, the Special Republican Guard Division, didn't last more than 30 minutes, two untrained libyans wouldn't last a minute.

OOC:A crazed Arab in a religious frenzy could last awhile, but, could I at least let them take over the bunker?

OOC:A crazed Arab in a religious frenzy could last awhile, but, could I at least let them take over the bunker?


Occ- Can't get out of the straightjacket or the jail cell. No real way at all. It's literally escape proof.

OOC:I've seen people get out of straight jackets, and I could always pull the old 'I'm sick, open the cell door' trick, besides, your guys are racist, they don't deem my guy smart enough to try somthing like that.

OOC:I've seen people get out of straight jackets, and I could always pull the old 'I'm sick, open the cell door' trick, besides, your guys are racist, they don't deem my guy smart enough to try somthing like that.


Occ- My guys are racists, they don't care if an arab is sick. They'd shoot him if complained of illness.

OOC:I could pull a splinter cell like move and pull his gun while standing above the door, hmmm, that would be cool, lets do that! But I have to go for tonight.

OOC:I could pull a splinter cell like move and pull his gun while standing above the door, hmmm, that would be cool, lets do that! But I have to go for tonight.


Occ- Hmmm, no. They're not going to open the door, he is in a straight jacket, all they'll do is slide his food in through the small little slot that locks open and closed. Face it, he's trapped, he'll get out if the Premier deems it appropriate. We'll work something out don't worry. Hey, the guards could just open the door and shoot him in the face, so he's lucky to be alive. He's already done more than is humanly possible to attack the CM soldiers and colonists. But he isn't Harry f------ Houdini you know. :)

Dr. Schacht and Eva made it to the bunker underneath the Imperial Hotel shortly after the BMP-3 with Ivan and Natalie arrived outside. They ran inside just before the Alpha Company sealed and barricaded the doors. They just in time.

They spent the night in one of the bunker rooms. Eva asked Schacht if he thought they'd all be okay. He said, "Yes we'll be fine, Alpha Comany is the finest company, they are all handpicked, the premier's praetorian guard. Then there are rest of his praetorian guard division, it is called the Special Republican Guard Division, the Curtis Fabus Division. There are 4 other companies from the division here. Bravo company is outside fighting the zombies, Charlie Company and Delta Company are at the airport and will fight their way to get the 15 miles needed to get here. Then there is Echo Company, they will probably hold the airport for the premier to get on his plane. We'll move for the airport as soon as Charlie and Delta company get here. Don't worry we'll be fine."

The Imperial Hotel had no power except in the bunker, so Schacht and Eva just stayed in the bunker with the others. The stairs leading to the lobby were guarded by a few dozen guards, most had fallen back into the bunker and sealed the door though.


When morning came and the Premier went out with his company to help the DPUO reporter Natalie get to the roof, Schacht and Eva stayed behind in the bunker because there was simply no need for them to go outside.

Schacht told Eva, "Don't worry, we'll get out of here alive, and you can apply for CM citizenship if you want."

Eva has thus far been impressed with Schacht's ability to maintain his composure and remain level-headed under these trying times. She is also impressed that he was able to kill so many zombies and that he has saved her from them at least several times. (Back in the lobby when they first went down there at the beginning and he jump kicked one)

A few zombies had tried to breach the store, they had been met with elite training and advanced equipment. The zombies combat abilities had been tried. And found lacking but the sheer amount of bullets they could take before going down was horrific, their numbers complement their daemonic endurance.

However, nonetheless, the Grand Doctor and his group had held out. Klie'kush still sat by the Comms Unit but this time, he ordered the Communications Expert to send out a message on all frequencies: "This is Hey'kis, underling of the Grand Doctor of Kriegorgrad, we are at 34, main street, in a grocery store, we need assistance, please send help or reply at the very least"

They all sat in the gloomy moonlight, faces glum. The monotonous message replayed again and again, piercing the silence like an arrow through the heart.

Dr. Schacht and Eva made it to the bunker underneath the Imperial Hotel shortly after the BMP-3 with Ivan and Natalie arrived outside. They ran inside just before the Alpha Company sealed and barricaded the doors. They just in time.

They spent the night in one of the bunker rooms. Eva asked Schacht if he thought they'd all be okay. He said, "Yes we'll be fine, Alpha Comany is the finest company, they are all handpicked, the premier's praetorian guard. Then there are rest of his praetorian guard division, it is called the Special Republican Guard Division, the Curtis Fabus Division. There are 4 other companies from the division here. Bravo company is outside fighting the zombies, Charlie Company and Delta Company are at the airport and will fight their way to get the 15 miles needed to get here. Then there is Echo Company, they will probably hold the airport for the premier to get on his plane. We'll move for the airport as soon as Charlie and Delta company get here. Don't worry we'll be fine."

The Imperial Hotel had no power except in the bunker, so Schacht and Eva just stayed in the bunker with the others. The stairs leading to the lobby were guarded by a few dozen guards, most had fallen back into the bunker and sealed the door though.


When morning came and the Premier went out with his company to help the DPUO reporter Natalie get to the roof, Schacht and Eva stayed behind in the bunker because there was simply no need for them to go outside.

Schacht told Eva, "Don't worry, we'll get out of here alive, and you can apply for CM citizenship if you want."

Eva has thus far been impressed with Schacht's ability to maintain his composure and remain level-headed under these trying times. She is also impressed that he was able to kill so many zombies and that he has saved her from them at least several times. (Back in the lobby when they first went down there at the beginning and he jump kicked one)

"You've been good to me. I'd like to thank you for it" She said.

Eva's mind was in a state of argument. If she became a Communist Mississipian nationalist, she would be payed more than at home.She could get a decent house, decent car, her life would inprove. But in her heart, she was still in love with Dimmimar. She had her parents and grandparents to think about too, not only herself. It was an agonizing choice, her mind was divided and her heart too, but she thought that she had came to a desicion....

A few zombies had tried to breach the store, they had been met with elite training and advanced equipment. The zombies combat abilities had been tried. And found lacking but the sheer amount of bullets they could take before going down was horrific, their numbers complement their daemonic endurance.

However, nonetheless, the Grand Doctor and his group had held out. Klie'kush still sat by the Comms Unit but this time, he ordered the Communications Expert to send out a message on all frequencies: "This is Hey'kis, underling of the Grand Doctor of Kriegorgrad, we are at 34, main street, in a grocery store, we need assistance, please send help or reply at the very least"

They all sat in the gloomy moonlight, faces glum. The monotonous message replayed again and again, piercing the silence like an arrow through the heart.


There were 12 men in the basement bunker of a house that was just outside the downtown part of the city. The leader was wearing a white beret, the others had nato grade helmets on, they were checking their weapons. A man with an AKS-74U gripped lightly by his left hand, walked down the stairs into the basement, he walked passed the large klan flag hanging down over the doorway.

He said to the leader, "Sir, there's a distress call being put onto the radio, it's automated but relatively new, 4 blocks from here."

The leader decided it was worth investigating. The men started to gather their sidearms and to put grenades into their vest pouches and spare magazines into the magazine pouches on their vest.


They would soon be on their way.

Schacht noticed Eva seemed uneasy, he put his hand on her shoulder in a manner which comforted her, she could feel the warmth of his hand. He then said, "Is everything okay? Are you worried about something? Would you like to talk about it?"

"I'm not sure... My mother has a rare type of Leukemia. She won't last another 2 years. The doctors say it could be hereditery. I don't know..." She said forlornly......

"I'm not sure... My mother has a rare type of Leukemia. She won't last another 2 years. The doctors say it could be hereditery. I don't know..." She said forlornly......

Schacht replied, "A colleague of mine who has recently retired from the practice and moved to Angola to be a farmer, he had some experimental treatments for Leukemia. They're not proven and the government wouldn't approve them, but he secretly administered them to 24 desperate people. Of those 24, 22 are still alive, 1 died in a hunting accident and the other died in a car accident. So he really can't be blamed for that. But he couldn't get it approved so he retired in disgust. The only reason they didn't approve it was because a group of doctors and researchers felt threatened by him and they didn't want him to eclipse them. But I can get in touch with him, and see if he'd be willing to perform the treatment on your mother. Is she well enough to go to Mississippi or Angola?"

The Parthian trio had learned that Schacht was fleeing to a bunker near the Imperial hotel. Armed with the location of the bunker and their G-3s, the Parthians thew the stair door open and proceeded down the stairs to the lobby, finding it full of zombies. Osroes and Phraates opened fire with their G-3s, killing twenty zombies in seconds by targeting their heads. With Piruz between them they fled out the door, proceeding towards the bunker.

The Parthian trio had learned that Schacht was fleeing to a bunker near the Imperial hotel. Armed with the location of the bunker and their G-3s, the Parthians thew the stair door open and proceeded down the stairs to the lobby, finding it full of zombies. Osroes and Phraates opened fire with their G-3s, killing twenty zombies in seconds by targeting their heads. With Piruz between them they fled out the door, proceeding towards the bunker.


Occ note: Most people panic the first time they see zombies, and as such their aim is off and they shoot wildly. That is why I've had CM soldiers taking especially high loses.

"Yes well.... Can you hear something? It sounds like gunfire!" She said alarmed....

"Yes well.... Can you hear something? It sounds like gunfire!" She said alarmed....


Occ- They're in a bunker about 200 feet underground surrounded by 12 feet of concrete. They're even beneath the basement. They'd not hear an artillery barrage taking place right overhead.

Paul Stahlecker and the young lady he had seduced the night before both arrived outside the bunker door in the Imperial Hotel. The 2 guards left outside the door opened it for them. They went inside, it was basically deserted, the premier and most of the guards were out fighting their way to the roof. There were 2 guards outside the blast door, 3 inside, and then Eva and Dr. Schacht. There also the two arabs, but they were restrained and in separate prison cells.

OOC:
Sorry, did'nt know the size of the bunker...

I.C:
"Perhaps, my mother has a strong will. I think that she might be able to do it...."

OOC:
Sorry, did'nt know the size of the bunker...

I.C:
"Perhaps, my mother has a strong will. I think that she might be able to do it...."


Schacht asked, "Well she can use my private jet or my private yacht. Whichever mode of travel she is most comfortable with."

"Are you sure!? You have done too much for me already..."

"Are you sure!? You have done too much for me already..."

Schacht replied, "Of course I'm sure. Besides I can't use both a yacht and a jet simultaneously."

Occ note: Most people panic the first time they see zombies, and as such their aim is off and they shoot wildly. That is why I've had CM soldiers taking especially high loses.


OOC: Immortals are almost fearless, they've been trained since birth to only think of the mission.

Ic: Zombies continued to follow as Parthians ran towards the bunker, the bodyguards kept killing the waves of zombies as they hid right in front of the entrance. Piruz shouted inside, open the door... We're survivors, open the door. The bodyguards fired into the thinning crowds of zombies.

OOC: Immortals are almost fearless, they've been trained since birth to only think of the mission.

Ic: Zombies continued to follow as Parthians ran towards the bunker, the bodyguards kept killing the waves of zombies as they hid right in front of the entrance. Piruz shouted inside, open the door... We're survivors, open the door. The bodyguards fired into the thinning crowds of zombies.


The guards outside swung open the doors to the bunker and then sealed the basement doors that lead to the corridor outside the bunker. Then they waited for the Parthians to enter the bunker and then closed the blast door and went back to standing guard outside the blast door.

Piruz and his bodyguards threw themselves into the bunker. Piruz spoke to the soldiers: "Thank you".

Schacht said to Eva, "If you are worried about your family, they too would be allowed to move to Mississippi or a Mississippian territory if they would like to."

Schacht replied, "Of course I'm sure. Besides I can't use both a yacht and a jet simultaneously."

"I suppose so" She laughed....

Schacht asked her, "So, do you think you'll want to move to Mississippi then? Or perhaps one of Mississippi's territories?"

"My mind is not wholly made up. I will make a descision soon..."

Klie'kush heard stirring, he heard groans, he looked out the windows, moonlight still dominating, and in that moonlight, the dead marched, row upon row of deformed monstrosities, slavering jaws drooling in anticipation of the flesh they wanted to taste, glazed eyes glinting in the moonlight, the same light that shadowed their plague ridden features, dark, nigh black teeth like blades coated in virus infected saliva, swimming about the stained daggers.

And they marched, they began to swarm towards the store, the KDK unloaded round after round into them, grenades cutting bloody swathes through in their ranks, yet they still marched, even the acolytes, pistols in hands, jumping and kicking from the recoil, even they fought on. This wasn't war, this was survival.

OOC:Hurry up and release my guy, I feel left out.

Abdul was pacing back and forth in his cell. He couldn't believe he'd allowed himself to be imprisoned. They would have to let him out eventualy, though, they might need help fighting the zombies...

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Occ- You remember he is in a straightjacket, he has to eat with his mouth like a dog, he cannot use his hands. They'll let him out shortly.

OOC: Do'h, forgot, thanks for reminding me.

The three guards left down in the bunker to guard Abuld and Gamal. (Eva and Baldur Schacht are also there, as are the Parthian soldiers and a few others, as are Paul Stahlecker and the young woman he was with)

The three guards opened the door to Abduls cell, they then went in said, "You've lucked out Arab, we're going to let you go. We need more people outside shooting the zombies."

They took his straightjacket off and then handed him an AKS-74U. "Here, take it." It already had a magazine in it.


They then turned to leave the cell and said, "Come, follow us."


Secret: The gun is empty, they're just seeing if they can trust him.

Occ- Don't forget, the premier and Nelson were both injured and then their medievac crashed on the roof of a building and then they were taken to safety and are now safely outside of Fabus City.

Abdul and Gamal take their weapons. They figure they would most likely have a better chance at survival if they stuck with the group. Abdul checked the chamber of his rifle...
"This weapon is empty!" he said in broken english.

OOC: I'm selling the IG Virus in my storefront.

Abdul and Gamal take their weapons. They figure they would most likely have a better chance at survival if they stuck with the group. Abdul checked the chamber of his rifle...
"This weapon is empty!" he said in broken english.


The guard said, "Yes, we were waiting to see if you attempted to pull the trigger of the rifle against us. We had to make sure you were trustworthy." (He hands Abdul a chest magazine pouch with 12 magazines in it. He then hands him a single 30 round magazine, he does the same for Gamal) They now will each have 13 magazines.

The guards move forward and say, "Okay everybody we're leaving the bunker, make ready to leave. Charlie Company and Delta Company are bogged down about 6 miles from there. They made in 9 of the 15 miles from the airport to our location but then started to run out of ammunition. We are going to get to them and then secure ammo and move towards the airport. Keep light, only take ammo and essential accessories."


There were a total of 5 CM SRG soldiers in the basement and bunker, there was Stahlecker and the woman he was with, there was Schacht and Eva, and then there were a few Parthians, then there was Abdul and Gamal. There were also 17 soldiers from Alpha Company still alive in the upper levels of the Imperial Hotel. Also the russian man Ivan, was still alive but seriously injured. An SRG (Special Republican Guard) lieutenant from Alpha company had given him an injection to treat the virus he was infected with. But that did nothing to patch up the blood loss and the lacerations he had suffered from the zombies claws and teeth. There were also 13 soldiers from Bravo Company still alive and inside the hotel.

35 SRG
Eva
Dr Schacht
Paul Stahlecker
The woman with Paul
A few parthians
Abdul
Gamal



Schacht told Eva, "Well, here we go, get ready, good luck." Then he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply and passionately for about a minute.

He then said, "Don't worry, we'll make it. I know the weaknesses of these things. Aim for their heads or the necks." He then hands her two syringes each filled with a clear liquid.

He said, "Here, in the event we get separated and you get infected, inject it into the vein, only use one though. The other is a spare. If you use it, make sure you're somewhere secure because you'll probably become unconscious for several hours while it takes effect. Don't worry, just stick close to me and I'll see we both get out. It's 15 miles to the airport, and there can't be more than a few hundred thousand of those things out there between us and the airport. Most are probably concentrated in the other sections of the city."

"May Allah defend us against these demonic abominations." Abdul said in Arabic as he stuffed the loaded mag in his AK.

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The soldiers and the others had made some progress and had gained about 1 mile of ground towards the pinned down companies.

To reload their magazines, they had decided to duck into a gun store to find ammunition. Some of the soldiers would stand outside and cover while the others reloaded their magazines.

Schacht was talking to Eva, "Are you okay?"

Outside was hell, the stench of death and decay, the clouds looming over oppressively in the sky. The sounds of a normal city were gone, replaced by the sounds of people crying out their moans of pain and death.

Piruz and his bodyguards, Osroes and Phraates, stood close to Schacht, unloading thier G-3s at any of the zombies that attacked on the sides of the group of men. The zombies were far slower than the Communist Mississippian and other soldiers moving forward but out of every building they passed more came.

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Abdul and Gamal knew to take head shots, it was far more effective. They were trying to conserve ammunition for when they would try and escape. As far as the CM soldiers knew, they were just being conservitive in their use os ammunition.

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