NationStates Jolt Archive

[ooc: ITD recieved the IG virus from DA]

The ships had arrived at 2:30 AM. The darkness was thick as the moon was covered by heavy cloud formations. The trucks had to do this quick, or the civilian populace would know. The orders were simple: "Out of sight, out of mind."

The trucks would carry 50 barrels each and would make several trips before the night was over. The ships arrived at the C dock in Gecko Bay, a city owned and operated by the Venom Corporation. The trucks were to take the quick route from C dock to the bio-weapons storage facility in Castle Rock; this would lead the trucks through several heavily populated civilian areas, though they would all be asleep. 5000 barrels were counted at the dock; they were then tagged and readied for shipment. Each barrel could hold 50 gallons of the "product".

At approximately 4:26 the last barrel was removed from the ships, they left without incident and were glad to be rid of the shipment. Corporate officials provided no general information for the drivers; the drivers had no idea of the nature of the cargo. One by one the trucks would leave the dock for the depot. One by one the trucks would return and load more barrels into their truck beds. Things were going smoothly, which was what the corporation wanted. Several corporate officials were standing by to observe the shipment process.

(Man 1) "The drivers have no idea of what that shit can do to them."

(Man 3) "I hate just being around the stuff. The boss better have a plan for this stuff, because I don't want it being stored in my depot."

(Man 2) "Gentlemen, you know the deal. You do this and you will be given comfy desk jobs in the capital."

(Man 3) "Fine, just keep me away from those barrels. I don't care to even breathe around it."

(Man 1) <at the dock workers> "Pick up the pace, we don't have all night!"

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Truck #15 - 4:45 AM - The last delivery
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Truck 15 was given the last shipment to the depot. The driver, Charley Milton, was nearly exhausted. The route taken had numerous potholes and road problems, which the drivers had avoided for the time being. Milton had been driving for 32 minutes when he started drifting off to sleep. He was half awake; suddenly the truck hit a bump. Milton, awake now, was still in a populated area. He couldn't wait to get home. What Milton didn't know was that when the truck hit the bump, a barrel was knocked loose and fell into a roadside ditch, nearby the Gecko Bay city cemetery and morgue. The barrel lid cracked upon impact with the ground.

The truck reached the depot intact, for the most part. Most of the drivers were already on their way home, having completed their day’s work. Milton would only be another hour, the inventory had to be counted again. A security guard motioned for the truck to pull into hangar 6 for unloading. The truck did so.

(Captain) "Rough night?"

(Milton) "I have had worse. So what's in the barrels."

The captain responded with a lie, "Fuel". The barrels really contained a recently acquired strain of the IG virus, which was notorious for turning living and dead persons into ravenous flesh eaters.

(Milton) "That's a lot of fuel, is ITD launching a rocket or something."

(Private) "Captain! There are only 49 barrels in this truck."

(Captain) "What?!"

The captain turned to Milton, "What did you do? Where did you go!?"

(Milton) "It must have fallen off when I hit that bump, the roads around here are really bad."

The captain then spoke into his radio, "Lock the base down! Call the corporation, we have a leak."

(Milton) "Its just fuel."

The captain handed Milton a gun, "Yea, right. Fuel."

OoC: Sucks for the city...TAG.

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Itinerate Tree Dweller National News Network

"Hello, and welcome to ITD National News Network. I am James Cohen; here is tonight’s news. This just in from Gecko City, there have been numerous reports of mass murders being committed. Hordes of people, who appear almost dead like, have been reported attacking, killing and eating the flesh of other people. Field Reporter Jennifer Elektra was the first reporter on the scene. Jennifer joins us now, live from a secured location within Gecko City. Jennifer?"

"Thank you, James. As you can see, thousands of people are storming the secured gate behind me. Government forces have yet to release any information on the nature of the people, but rumor has it that an infection has broken out in Gecko City. Early this morning, civilians reported seeing trucks moving up and down Calloway Street, which leads to this government depot. What is for certain, however, is that people are attacking and eating the flesh of other human beings. This appears to be a massive murder spree being committed by people from every walk of life, including school children. Here comes a soldier now."

(Jennifer) “Sir, why are these… these things attacking other people?”

(Captain) “No comment.”

(Jennifer) “But they are killing civilians.”

(Captain) “We have the situation well under control.”

(Various Soldiers) “THE GATE BROKE! THEY BREACHED THE GATE!!! FALL BACK!”

Soldiers begin to fire rounds at the crowd, several of the people fall to the ground, but more soon fall in to replace them.

The camera falls to the ground as hordes of people start attacking the soldiers and the reporter. Blood splatters onto the lense of the camera, finally the broadcast is cut.

“Oh my God….. Jennifer? Jennifer are you there? We lost her. Oh my God. Cut the feed. CUT THE FEED! Oh God.....”

The tv screen turns to static.

bump

Cut the feed indeed. With the gate breached and the savage corpses pouring into the walls, it was only a matter of time before everyone was dead. Whether or not the virus was contagious or not would be seen soon- quite soon, undoubtedly, as one of the creatures lumbered towards a man on the rough pavement, scrambling desperately as the crowd thudded their feet down onto him as if he were the concrete itself. As blood dripped from his nose, he looked above him and screamed as the shape, outlined by eerie moonlight, gazed down at him with hollow eye sockets. It seized him with a superhuman strength and bit off a portion of flesh on his arm. Nearby, a uniformed man with a tactical 12 gauge blasted off the head of the beast and fired a round into the victim's heart. He didn't know if the man would have become one of the flesh eaters or not. In fact, no one had any understanding of what they saw beyond the movies. And things were continuing to slide downhill. The conflict escalated. In the distance, a homemade firebomb went off and flaming corpses staggered from the wreckage of a man who had engulfed himself in flame in order to take his attackers out with him. But he had only succeeded in setting them ablaze. All those who came into contact with them soon recieved grave injuries, their skin blistering and bubbling before eventually, the bones of the creatures were reduced to smoldering black remnants, becoming brittle and snapping as organs melted and blood boiled.

All over the colony helicopters are scrambling to bring ITDGF forces to the scene of the infections. The city had been quarantined for 3 hours, but the city walls would not hold much longer. Government scientists had placed the total infected at 43 thousand, roughly half the population of Gecko City. The other half had either evacuated or would be infected within the day.

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Aboard Helicopter 12C, Venom Corporation Special Tactics
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~Okay, boys. The city is overrun with flesh eaters. We have been sent in to asess the situation. We have ten teams already on the ground. We have been given orders to sweep the streets leading off Calloway Street, which has been deemed the hot zone for this engagement.~

~Why don't we just burn the damn things out with napalm?~

~We estimate a civilian population of 40 thousand still remains alive. We cannot abandon them.~

~I've seen these things before. Shoot em in the head, body shots will do very little. If you are bitten, eat a bullet.~

~Lock and load, gentlemen. ETA 30 seconds.~

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Gecko City.
red circles: widespread infection
gray: buildings
dark gray: roads
dark green: weapons depot - military base

It had been an hour since the helicopters dropped the security teams into the hot zone. 12 groups of 50 were on the ground; so far all were reporting massive infection rates among the civilian population. The teams swept up and down the streets leading to the outpost, which was sure to be ripe with infection.

~This is squad command, shoot the creatures in the head. Do not attempt to aid them, they will attack.~

On the 4th street from the outpost, there was a vast horse of the creatures. 35 men were mowing the creatures down with their machine guns, but they kept walking toward them. A private was patrolling the rear; he was to ensure that they wouldn’t be pressed from all sides by the creatures. The infected would slowly, but surely, gather around the only source of fresh meat. The men had exhausted about hair their ammunition.

~This is team-4 requesting immediate helicopter evac!!!!~

~Roger that team-4, we are inbound. ETA 2 minutes.~

~WE DON"T HAVE 2 MINUTES!~

The infected were beginning to break in numbers. The soldiers were only 35 feet from the main street, but that distance had to be fought for.

The men began to lob grenades at the infected in order to clear a path.

Just then a zombie came out of the shadows and bit the private on the neck.

Private: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The private fell dead.

The teams had made their way to the outpost, they were sure they would find a safe place to hide, maybe even an evac waiting for them. The fight to the outpost had been brutal, there were 150 confirmed deaths, 40 more were missing. Those who did escape were low on ammunition and exhausted from lack of sleep and constantly being on the move.

While the remainder of the infected were being fought off with short bursts, the team technicians were busy unlocking the gate from the outside terminal. The soldiers were forced to make precision shots of one bullet per infected, some of them had exhausted their machine gun ammunition completely and were using their pistols instead.

"Hurry up with the gate!"

"Sir, I don't think this is good idea. Satellite readings placed a heavy presence of infection at this location."

"But we can fight them off on the inside, and there is ammunition in there. We can close the gate in there too, no more would be able to get in."

"That's not what I'm worried about."

"What are you talking about?"

"We might not be able to get out."

There was a short period of silence.

"Just open the gate, dammit."

The men had succeeded in unlocking the gate, 4 teams were preparing to enter. They had their weapons ready for anything. The gate opened, there were trails of blood on the inside gate. Nobody was within sight. The four teams entered, guns drawn. Several men threw flares to various parts of the internal compound.

“My god, its a massacre.”

“If any of them move, shoot them.”

“Sir, we have radio contact with someone in the compound.”

“What are they saying?”

The colonel held the radio up to his ear.

“Who ever is on this radio frequency, we are here to help you. Where are you located, are you armed?”

The radio signal was broken up.

~I am sa... ave a rifl... 34 me... all well armed.~

“He said that they are safe, there are 34 men, all armed with rifles.”

“Were are you located?”

~Base bunk.... undernea... hangar 6... ~

“The bunker underneath hangar 6. Let’s move out. Have everyone else come in, close the gate.”

[Time: 6 hours later]
[Scene: Fortified bunker]

Soldier 1: “So, the base is safe?”

Soldier 2: “As far as we can tell. We cleaned the infected out, we have been in radio contact with the homeland for 12 hours.”

Soldier 3: “Did they tell you that we were going to show up?”

Soldier 2: “We are shocked that you showed up. The infected outside the compound are pretty much in control. You were lucky to make it to the depot.”

“The inside of the gate, it was covered in corpses and blood. We thought the base had been taken.”

“Oh, it was. We have been making rounds and killing off the infected. We also have about 30 locked up, the rough ones. If they cannot see you, they just walk around aimlessly.”

“Yea, they just stood in the streets until they saw us walking near.”

“Quiet, I’m getting news from the homeland.”

~Gecko depot, we have secured the city and are sending in 2 divisions to defeat the enemy. Can you estimate the total number of infected dead?~

“Homeland, we estimate we killed nearly 10 thousand of the infected. We believe there may be 30 thousand more to take out. We are holding up in a bunker under the depot. We require extraction.”

~Negative. We are going to retake the depot and need a military presence to bring us in. We need someone to unlock the door.~

“Homeland, we can do that.”