NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: This is a follow-up to an earlier thread of mine. As such those originally involved are welcome to return, and new people can join. Please only send 1 team of special forces, not an entire army.

IC: It had been 1 year since Section 21 had become a designated ghost site. According to all government reports, the facility had been destroyed by a tactical nuke after an unknown chemical agent had been released and quartentine broken. However satellite photos told a different story. The facility remained standing, a silent tomb for the genetic plague that it held at bay. Perhaps, now not even the most advanced genetics lab on Earth can hold the plague at bay. Silently "they" had survived, and "they" had evolved. A foul race of creatures not meant to walk this Earth. The outcome of 2 years of painstaking research. However a mysterious accident had cut the staff's research short. Now the time was approaching to re-enter the hive and find the truth. A secret message was sent to the leaders of the world. It read as follows:
To whom it may concern:
One year ago, our primary genetic research facility, codenamed: Section 21, was the victim of an accident. Shenyang now plans to send in forces to clear the area. However we wish for the rest of the world to assist in wiping this plague from the Earth.
-Chairman Alexander Murdock, Shenyang High Council

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An undisclosed location:
Inside the Operation Detatchment Shock Troops HQ there was a rare spectacle. All 4 ODST teams were gathered in the same place, normally there would be one or ywo teams at the HQ, but now there were all four, sitting in the briefing room, waiting for their commanding officer, an ODST with the callsign of Revenant, to begin. Next to him stood a man in the uniform of a brigadier general, Revenant himself was dressed, as per his own tastes, in his full tactical armor, he held the helmet under one arm. In his other hand was a remote control for the virtual projector in the back wall.

Revenant: Okay, men. You all remember the mission into Section 21?

ODSTs: Sir, yes sir!

Revenant: Good, you'd better, we was forced to leave 'em alive last time we were in there, I thing those of us who are a little sore about that might finally be able to let go after our next assignment. Now, I know how you feel about non-ODST, but I want you to show Brigadier General Oniell the respect you show me. 'Cuz if you don't I'm still in the room to take you out.

Gen. Oneill: Thank you, Revenant, that will be all for the moment. If I could have the remote I'll begin.

Revenant hands the general the remote to the projector and takes a seat in the front row, along with the rest of ODST team Alpha. The general pressed the button to begin the program and the projector created a virtual image of the Section 21 facility on the wall behind him.

Gen. Oneill: As of 22:00 SST yesterday the high council has authorized the reentry of "the hive" As you all know "the hive" is designated as Section 21, the former genetics lab you attempted to clean up last year, and were forced to pull out of.
The council has invited foreign special forces to join you in an attempt to ascertain exactly what happened down there, and to eliminate the Shamblers. We sent in a clean-up team after you pulled out last year. They were never heard from again, we also want you to recover their dog tags so we can give them to the families. The hive has remained sealed since we lost contact with a second team, which was sent in 6 months ago. Here was the last transmission from that team. The video is blurred, but the audio shuld still give you an idea of what's still down there.

The general pressed the button and a blurry video began to be projected.

Voice: Mitchells, stay close, these things aren't gonna be push-overs, they'll go for the first guy to stray away or fall behind.

Mitchells: Understood Sarge, kinda eery down here. Wait! Did you see that?!
*camera image nods*

Sargeant: What? I didn't see anything, don't this place get to you Mitchells! Focus!

Voice2: Sarge, I'm detecting multiple tangoes inbound, dead ahead, looks like 50 meters.

Sargeant: Got it Mendoza. Alright lets set the table for these things. Everybody prepare to engage.

Mendoza: 40 meters, 30, 20, 15, Sir! Its right on top of us sir!

Sargeant: I see 'em. Fire! Fire at will!

Gunfire pierces the audio and muzzle flashes light the corridor as the team fired on the Shambler moving toward them.

Mendoza: Its not going down!

Sargeant: Fall back, get back to the elevator, we'll hold it off from there!

The camera turns and the person carrying it is obviously retreating to the elevator as ordered. Then the camera falls. and a shriek is heard.

Mendoza: That thing got Mitchells! Lets get out of here!

A few moments later all sound stops.


Gen. Oneill: Only the sargeant made it out, and he was badly wounded. We're sure that is entire team is dead. He suffered a broken arm and several lacerations. He said after the Shambler took out his squad he took it out as it charged him, we haven't been able to confirm that. However the worst part is that from his descriptions and that transmission we've learned that there are more species down there than we thought. The SHamblers are evolving. And we can't let that happen. Your mission is to go in and wipe out the Shamblers, and to find out what happened down there.

Revenant: Okay, so we go in and kick their ass again. Then we find out how they got out. Is that about right?

Gen. Oneill: Yes, thats pretty much your mission. You'll be briefed on site. You leave in 2 hours.

The ODST rise and file out of the room, they move to the locker rooms and begin to suit up. After they dressed they moved to the armory. There they picked up their weapons for this mission. When Revenant enterred the armory he walked one of the stations, it was locked shut. He took out a key and openned station. Inside was a .45 SOCOM, an AK-110L rifle, and a pair of customized UMP sub-machine guns. He took out the weapons and holstered them after checking everything to make sure that it was adjusted correctly.

Each ODST team loaded onto a DC-117A Scimitar dropship for the ride to Section 21. The Scimitars lifted off vertically and then transitioned to forward flight once they reached 100 feet. They began to make the journey to Section 21.

Revenant: Okay, so the Shamblers have mutated, right Polaris?

Polaris: That sounds right to me. They may have finally worked out the problems in their designs themselves by now.

Revenant: I doubt it, just in case I want everyone at the top of their game. You guys got that?

Alpha Team: Yes Sir!

Revenant: Damn right.

We will send the first (omega) DRT squad, The Deaths Head Legion to aid in this effort.

Offical Response:
Go right ahead. We need more than just the ODST to do this anyway. Though they probably could do it on their own, we really don't want to take the chance of loosing them all in the process. We will brief your men on site.

"DRT!!"

"Dead Right There, sir!!!"

"Get on the shuttle!!"

"Sir, yes, Sir!"

The Deaths head legion was en route to Section 21, ETA 4 hours, what awaited them, none knew, when it was over they would wish they did not know. 4 hours later, the DRT commandos arrive on site at Section 21, greeted by ODST troops they prepared to get their breifing.

Securia will be sending in a special forces team.

General: "We're going to send Captain Sequa and a team of special forces to take out some monsters or whatever in Section 21."

Corporal Jolt: "What is this? Charity day? Sequa's all over the place, first Ravenstad, then they decide they don't want us there. Then Sequa's headed to Portshire but the chopper gets shot down in Farmina, now you're gonna send Sequa to fight a bunch of monsters?"

General: "You're going too."

Jolt: "Why me?"

General: "Well since the whole deal with the Black Muramasa lab had the highest mortality rate of any operation Bleland had ever undertaken, and that you managed to survive we figured you'd make a good addition."

Jolt: "Oh man, as long as Securia doesn't send Black ops to take me out."

General: "Well that was Bleland and there was a lot of corruption there, it's not gonna happen."

Jolt: "Who with, Delta Force?"

General: "No such luck, regular Marines."

OOC: Jolt is my protagonist for this thread, um, yeah they're on their way.

The Scimitars arrived at the field command center outside "the hive." They landed and the ODST exited. They walked into the command center fully armed and ready for action. They walked into a room marked: BRIEFING ROOM and sat down. Several took there helmets off, others checked that their weapons were still in operational condition. Still others merely zoned out and began to day dream. Then a woman in a major's uniform entered. She introduced herself as Major Eva Lym and gave a quick salute to the team leaders.

Maj. Eva: Since you were last here things have gotten a bit more, subdued, shall we say. The Shamblers have mostly retreated into the lower 8 floors of the facility, however once they notice your presence they'll be everywhere. Now you are all familiar with the four original species down there, but we have isolated signatures for at least 2 more new species.

Revenant: Excuse me, Major Eva, but, I think you might be wrong about that. You see, when we were down there, we encountered a new super-shambler. And that was about a year ago. So you might want to recheck that data, I'd bet there are more mutant species down there than you think.

Maj. Eva: Okay, we'll look into that. Anyway, the Shamblers seem to be much more comfortable down there than they were when you were there last. They seem to have even set up their own nests. The nests are located in the lower floors.

Eva activated a projection and the facility appeared again, this time with certain rooms highlighted with orange to signify that they were nests.

Maj. Eva: As you can see, the mess hall, communications room and main lab are their primary nests. They have smaller nests elsewhere, but these are the main ones to look out for. I assume you came with C4.

Revenant: Of course, what kind of shock troops would we be without C4. Heck, I think we could demolish this place with the amount on the Scimitars. But, I assume you don't want us to do that, right?

Maj. Eva: No, we don't want you bringing the place down. If possible we'd like the place back in as few pieces as you can.

Polaris: Fine, ruin our fun! We'll try to keep it in a couple pieces. But we sure as hell aren't cleaning the place for you.

Maj. Eva: One more crack like that and you'll be looking at a court-marshal.

Polaris:*under breath* Oh! I'm so scared! The mean lady's gonna tell on me!

Maj. Eva: What was that?

Polaris: Nothing, nothing at all.

Maj. Eva: The Shamblers are still rather agitated from your first attack. They might not be very happy to see our friends the ODST here, however you (talking to DRT) they probably won't recognize. They'll still treat you like a threat, but the ODST are like satan to those things from what we can tell, in short their not gonna be too happy to see anyone who goes in. Thats the end of this briefing, if you'll please move to the armory we can give you a basic overview of how effective your weapons will be. I'm sure the ODST will be happy to tell you what will and won't work well on the Shamblers. Don't worry, we've got a fully stocked arsenal here, so if you need to switch your weapon it won't be a problem.

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With the permission of the government of Shenyang, the Colony of Ollieland would like to send the following force to assisst in your operation;

1st Platoon, Team 4 Urban Infiltration, Colonial Marine Corps Commando Batt.

20 men, all highly trained in close combat, urban infiltration and FIBUA. They are all armed with R34 Commando Assault Rifles, RET27 HE grenades, RET50 Flashbang grenades and R9 Vercho handguns. One is equipped with an R81 Sniper rifle, two with R70 GATR RPGs, two with RS11 Suppressor HMGs, two with R48 Tactical Combat Shotgunsand two with RS21 Light Mortars. All are equipped with RM22 Headsets, RM19 Templar Body Armour suits, RM16 Night Vision Goggles, RM40 Laser Spotters, MSA Gasmasks and Tychem HazSuits.

They will be transported into the area by an Eagle Freighter Zeppelin of the Colonial Airforce's Transport Wing, along with their vehicles for use as transport to the former lab complex.

Please forward all possible intel to their commander, Captain Oliver Eldridge, on arrival.

OOC - Do you have a description or layout of the complex, or any description of the capabilities of the "Shamblers?"

Official Response:
By all means send your commandoes. We will brief your men on site, as we have all the necessary equipment and data there.

OOC:
http://www.umich.edu/~umfandsf/film/films/andromeda_strain.html
(very bad image of facility, sorry, only one I could find)
scroll down until you see: "A computer-generated diagram of Wildfire, showing... decontamination" click the image above that
(mentally add 7 more levels to that image)

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=391440&page=1
scroll to post #8, look for where it begins to list, those are the stats for the original 4 types, stats for new types will be free formed by whoever encounters them.

This will be an excellent chance for our newly-trained Selous Scouts to test their abilities. May I send some of them?

-Generalissimo J.L.

Official Response:
Of course my friend. You are welcome to send your Selous Scouts. We await their arrival.

Thanks. I will deploy twenty-five of them at once.

-Generalissimo J.L.

The Chemical Lords of Jenrak is highly used to this sort of trouble. Allow us to bring along a squad of elite soldiers to aid in your attempt to quell this insurgency.

Official Response:
By all means, please do send your forces.

OOC: One more person should be joining if he can get online tomorrow, as a result of the fact that we now have about, correct me if I'm wrong, 7 nations counting myself and the guy who might join, I would like to close this thread, no more nations will be allowed to send forces, after all if you flood a facility with spec. ops, the fun of RPing in it can go down considerably.

Gas masks flipping onto their faces, theyir appearance meancingly and lumberish, the elitists of the squad Plague began to bring their weapons up to speed, including everything possible, such as darts, explosive rockets, tranquilizers, and even more maladic weapons to aid them in another quelling of an unknown species. They were good, although not as powerful as the deathly Zealotry, they are still a great force to be reckoned with, their campaigns in the lands of rithman-naar and the serpintines a glrious victory, and the capture of the Shadow-Hounds in Anarchy51 set loose gave them their experience.

Now, aboard the whirring chopper blades of the transport helicopters, they were to be sent into another unknown species infestation. Their goal; to eradicate all possible life that existed within the compound, and to possibly rescue any people still trapped horribly inside, although their doubts were high of the rate of life, more so the rate of the people being still sterile; untouched by the unknown growing substances.

"All right, men." The leader captain ordered, a Blue Patriarch named Hennra. He was a strong person, a quick agile man who was quick at thinking, and his strengths helped him rise quickly towards the top ladders of the Jenrak military. Now, as a Patriarch, he was responsible for the eradication of alien species, and the disruption of biological threats. They were headed to Shenyang, a country who made a mistake on their experiments. They, and another bevy of troops from countries around the world, were sent to clean up the corporally dangerous mess.

"We are in drop zone in four hours. Load before the drop everyone." Hennra ordered as he prepared his poisonous darts, and the caged Garg-Hounds laid dormant in their cages, quiet and asleep. The Garg-Hounds were used to track down enemy hostiles effectively, since their sightlines reach through both the light and darkness of the world, and their keen senses smell danger always, never wavering in their strengths.

"Team, 1 ready?" A team cheered loudly to the question.

"Team 2?" Another yelled loudly again.

"Good. I want drops in 3.9 hours for team two, and they'll clear the landing zone and follow the plane to team 1. I'll lead the pathway into the Hive. Forces ready?" He asked his men, as they answered repetitively.

The plane flew overhead Shenyang, as the lands began to form in sight, and the ground was unmarked. The infested forms have not yet reached their destinations, thankfully, and they have yet to stay stealthed. They began to awaken their predatorial pets, the awakening Garg-Hounds. "Wake up. Daddy's got a meal for you." Hennra murmured quietly, in spite of all the noise around them.

OOC: One more person should be joining if he can get online tomorrow, as a result of the fact that we now have about, correct me if I'm wrong, 7 nations counting myself and the guy who might join, I would like to close this thread, no more nations will be allowed to send forces, after all if you flood a facility with spec. ops, the fun of RPing in it can go down considerably.

OOC: Couldn't another nation join to try an sabotage the mission?

OOC: Also this seems like a really cool RP, like a combination of Half-Life, Area 51, and Resident Evil. What kind of RP is this going to be? It seems to be something like a lot of casualties and a few really badass main characters surviving but i'm not sure if that's what you're getting at.

The Eagle Air Freighter Zeppelin lowered slowly onto the palin, about 2 miles from the hive, it's Colonial Air Force markings proudly displayed on the side. Inside, on the bridge, stood CAF Capt Brent, Colonial Marine Corps Commando Captain Eldridge and a man in a suit, referred to only as "Mr Smith". They had been in conference for most of the journey, and the zepps crew knew better than to eavesdrop.

"This is a military operation, and nothing to do with you people.."

"I have the authorisation of the Governor herself to observe on this mission, Captain, and you can't keep me out."

"Your here, arn't you, so observe! Come in there with me and my mine and you'll be in the way! You don't have the training or the experience..."

"You'd be surprised what experience I have."

Eldridge recognized the cold hard stare of a proffessional warrior, totally at odds with the little wiry body of the suited bespectacled man.

"I want it recorded that I'm officially protesting about your presence on this deployment. Clear?"

"Clear. The mission is yours, I am just an observer."

"Well, gentlemen," said a relieved Captain Brent, "we land in 15 minutes."

"The Eagle has landed!" declared the zepps pilot, as they touched down.

The marines were suited up and ready to go. After training so hard and for so long, they were finally seeing action. Eldridge was proud of them, straining at the leash but still with the discipline and professionalism that only a Colonial Marine Corps Commando could show.

Eldridge waited for his briefing from the Shenyang representative sent to meet them. He could hear the men singing lustily;

"Marine Corps... HUH!...sinners... HUH!... losers?... WINNERS!... HUH!!!!"

He stared sideways at Smith, sitiing next to him in his Puma armoured recon vehicle. Smith looked at him and smiled benignly. "Care for a mint, Captain?" he asked gently, proferring forward the roll of sweets.

Eldridge ignored him and gave the order.

"MARINES, MOVE OUT!!"



OOC - As I understand it, the complex is based on the wildfire complex from the film The Andromeda Strain, is that correct?

OOC: Fine, I can allow a few more nations to join
A few badasses surviving is what I'm shooting for with this, yes.
Yes, this is a largly extended, more modern form of Wildfire

The silence was raped by the sound of helicopter propellers buffeting the air, thousands of feet above Shenyang. Emerging from the clouds were four soot-colored, scrupulously polished helicopters that were impervious to almost any weapon and had bulletproof, soundproof windows of the sort that someone on the inside could see through, but someone on the outside could not. They were brand-new, right off the assembly line. Their underbellies were heavy with armament. One of the pilots contacted the Shenyang airport: "Requesting permission to land, over."

OOC: When last I tried this thread I got 3 people, counting myself, so the casualties were low on both sides and creatures have had a whole hell of a lot of time to reproduce and generally just stew in their anger at being attacked. (I said a year, which in this case is about 2 maybe 3 RL months)This time I'm RPing them as the relentless, feral killing machines they were supposed to be.

IC:
ATC: You are cleared for landing, once you have landed please have your men move to the command post for briefing.

Once the RB forces were in the briefing room Revenant stood up and walked to the front of the room.
Revenant: Alright, now before we go into that place I want to give you my personal briefing on the situation as I see it. No high command sugar-coating this time ladies. Last time we entered that place we didn't lose anyone, at the time there were only about 100 of these things, they're called Shamblers and they're freakin' killling machines. We went in expecting to deal with some mutant lizards or something, what we faced looked like this:

Presses button on remote and activates a projection of two Shamblers
http://www.chopperware.com/godzilla...troyahearly.gif
http://www.godzilla.stopklatka.pl/desagg.jpg

The statistics for these things are in the folders that were passed out to you earlier. I want you to open those folders, take out the stats, and burn them. A bunch of numbers aren't gonna help you in there. Having a "statistical advantage" won't come to sh*t if you get killed as one sneaks in behind you.
No, here's all you need to know about these things. Their big, strong, fast, and damn hard to kill. When you're facing them they'll keep coming at you until you take it down. They can cling to walls like a spider, and they won't hesitate to kill anything they catch. By now there are probably a few thousand down there, and they've probably mutated. I wouldn't expect them to stand-by and not evolve, damn scientists did their job too well, and they died because of it. When we go into the facility I want everyone on the top of their game, if they start to swarm you I'd suggest you call for help, and if you get a call for help you'd damn well better answer it. I don't want us coming out of this with more ead than them. Is that understood?
(question directed at everyone)
ODST: Yessir! We won't let you down!
Revenant: Damn right you won't. What about the rest of you?

OOC - Can I send 5 Clerics into the area, with a 6th to appear after a conflict in my own country?

OOC: Clerics? What tech are you? If their Modern Tech yes, if they use magic then I'm sorry but no.

OOC: Sorry if that last post sounded a little insulting.

OOC: Clerics? What tech are you? If their Modern Tech yes, if they use magic then I'm sorry but no.

Clerics are a Marine type force. They are made from the best of the best and protect the Dinonian Church in Christac. I am modern tech. and there is no magic. They are simply an attack force that the church uses. In this case they are being sent to try and wipe out these “freaks of nature”.

Ahhh. In that case go right ahead, I don't really have a problem with having a huge number of nations involved, even if this isn't a huge facility. I think I'll come up with some interesting twists for this.

Revenant: Damn right you won't. What about the rest of you?

Capt Eldridge: You've got 20 of Ollieland's finest here, Revenant. They won't let you down.

Revenant: Good, I think I'm gonna like you. Now as soon as the rest of you ladies get up the courage to respond we can start the attack.

Revenant began pacing as he waited for the other nations' special forces to respond to his question, all the while thinking: "If their too afraid to answer me up here, then I don't want to see what happens to the poor fools in there."

Rock and Roll. The transports speakers begin to play Immigrant Song by Led Zepplin, its time to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and these guys are all outta bubblegum.

"We've been given an instruction from the leaders of the country, folks." Hair flying into his mouth, as he shook his face when it peered out the moving window of the helicopter. "We have to get debriefed."

"What the hell?!" A soldier asked impatiently. "We already got the information from Nahk! What else?"

"I know this shit's worn out, but we have to go to their main headquarters for briefing."

"Hell, no." Others murmured in agreement.

"Do it, soldier."

"Yes, sir."

"Alright. We're touching down in friendly territory in five...four...three...two...one...All friendly forces, this is Plague-66A responding to all friendly air bases, requesting landing sanctions. Country identification code, JK-45D. Please respond." He waited patiently for the static buzz on the radio communicator to turn to a light brief moment of speech, waiting for permission to land at the nearby airbase.

ATC: Plague-66A, you are cleared for landing. Report to the command center, you'ver already missed the briefing. However they are waiting for a concensus to be reached, it might take a while.

A jet black stealth copter flew through the air silently. No one would be able to track it. Even if all systems failed, God would step in. All on board knew this.

In the main cabin sat five large men, wearing white robes, flowing down their bodies to the ground, black body armour above this. Each was wearing a silver helmet and wielded a large sword on their back, two pistols in holsters on their hips and a shotgun in their hands. They did not look at each other or talk; they were concentrating on the mission ahead. This time was known as the Clers, Clerics would reflect the mission briefing, pray and generally prepare at this point.

The Dinonian Church had outdone themselves this time. Using contacts they had already received all the Intel they could get from other countries dropping down here, and all Clerics had memorised what they were told.

The pilot turned to the Clerics in the back. "We are over the target now"

A Cleric with a black cross on his silver helmet put his arm up to show his thanks. The pilot turned to his co pilot "Man I can't stand the Clerics"

The door was opened and ropes thrown out. Several seconds later five Clerics had slid down and were on the ground. The pilot then threw their bags and supplies down from the copter. He shouted as he did so "Hannah will be here later!"

The black cross Cleric nodded, and the copter took off. He looked down at his wrist, where he had an electronic map. The opening was several miles south, past a friendly camp. He raised his arm and thrust it in the direction of the camp. The Clerics moved as one in that direction.

"There. That spot there." Hennra responded, as he told the pilot to move towards that location, a massive military field in Shenyang. "We'll land here, and we'll tell them we're here before we start our hunt."

Technician: Ma'm! Cameras have picked up an unidentified helicopter dropping special forces outside the camp.

Maj. Eva: That would be Christac's forces, send a humvee to get them back here. I have a feeling that our guests will be moving out soon.

Tech: Affirmative, humvee en route.

A black humvee began to travel toward the Christacian (sorry if thats wrong) forces to pick them up. It would arrive in a moment.

Dropping himself off the helicopter as they landed in the edge of the first pad, they walked towards the internal sanctions, but they were denied access. "Let us in." Hennra's accent non-existant no more.

the Christacian (sorry if thats wrong) forces to pick them up. It would arrive in a moment.

OOC - lol, its never come up, but that’s kewl.

IC - The Clerics heard something coming towards them. The black crossed Cleric pointed to the ground. Three Clerics hit the dirt, while two others ducked behind their supply case, each had their shotguns aimed at the noise.

There were five loud clicks, the guns were loaded, each had their fingers firmly on the trigger and were holding. If they so much as breathed in too much, the gun would go off.

The Humvee pulled round in front of them and, noticing the logo; the crossed Cleric waved his hand in the air. The shotguns were put away and they all approached.

Maj. Eva: Looks like we have more guests. Sargeant, let them in, but keep an eye on them, those cages they've got look pretty ominous.

Sargeant: Yes, ma'm.

The sargeant walked to the sealed door and let the Jenraki forces in.

Sargeant: Welcome to Hive Containment Command sirs. If you'll follow me, the rest of the teams are in the briefing room. He began to walk toward the briefing room.

Following, the Jenrakian soldiers prepared suite. They began to follow the Sargeant to the breifing room. Hopefully, it was worth it.

Humvee driver: Welcome to the Hive, most dangerous facility on Earth. If you'll hop in we can get you to the command center in about, oh, 5 minutes.

He waited for the Christacian forces to get into the humvee so he could drive them to the base.

(once the Clerics are in the Humvee)

Driver: Now if you'll look to your left you'll see a big expanse of empty space, but if you look to your right you can see the edge of the Upper Shenyang Mountain Range. Directly ahead you'll see Hive Containment Command, the 4th Marine Division's home away from home for 6 months of the year.
(into radio) This is Breaker-1, I am inbound on command, our guests are onboard, unlock the doors, its pretty cold out here.

Technician: Affirative, we'll let 'em in for you.

Driver: Good, Breaker-1 out.

The Clerics did not look left nor right, neither did they speak to the driver. They were still on the mission, and they would not get distracted by anything short of a nuclear warhead.

The black crossed Cleric breathed down the drivers back throughout the journey. He could smell fear.

ooc - i know things are just getting interesting, but its ten pm here and I have to get up for work in 6 hours. Assume the Ollish commandoes to be under the command of Shenyang (unless he wants them to do something suicidal) and ignore the enigmatic Mr Smith for now. Be back at about 6 pm GMT.

OOC: Er let's just say Securia's marines got there and this is a flashback of what went on.


The Helicopter was hovering over the helipad of the base Shenyang had set up for the meeting. Ropes fell from it and the Marines started sliding down on to the ground. After they had all gotten out the helicopter landed.

Jolt: "Why did we have to go down using the ropes if it was going to land anyway?"

Marine: "Beats me."

The Marines walked into the base and listened to the briefing. A marine heard the helicopter playing Immigrant Song. "Immigrant song? I guess that's relevant as these monster's visas just expired..."
"Dammit." Jolt thought, "No one here has fought mosters before have they?"

Sequa asked a question: "What are the general weak points of these things? And how many rounds would it take to kill it?"

General uniform of Securia Marines for this mission:
http://loonygames.com/cgi-bin/image.pl?image=/content/2.3/shelf/images/of1.jpg&w=400&h=300&back=/content/2.3/shelf/index.php&name=The%20Top%20Shelf

The humvee pulled up outside the command center. At the same time, in the briefing room Revenant was fed up with waiting for a response.

Revenant: Fine, I'll just assume that your all willing to do as I asked. Now lets get out there, the enemy ain't just gonna wait for us.

Revenant and the ODST, along with the Ollish forces got up and left the room (now the attack will begin). The ODST, once outside checked their weapons, upon seeing everything was in working order Revenant gave orders to the Ollish forces that, until they were inside, they were under his command. Sitting nearby was a Stryker APC. Revenant ordered the Ollish forces into it. The ODST grabbed onto the exterior and the driver of the Stryker got the hint. He accelerated toward the entrance to Section 21's cover building. He slammed into the front, glass enterance. The Stryker skidded to a halt in the lobby and the ODST hopped off into a perimeter. The Ollish force piled out of the Stryker and joined the ODST in the perimeter. Revenant gestured for the Ollish troops to clear the left wing of the building, the ODST cleared the right wing.

Revenant: This is Revenant, East wing is secure, Ollish Commander, is the west wing clear?

OC: Affirmative, we see nothing moving.

Revenant: Good, reconvene on the lobby, prepare to enter the facility

OC: Affirmative, we are inbound.

Both forces moved back toward the lobby to wait for the other forces.

The Marines move into the lobby to meet the other soldiers.

"Let's get this party started." The marine had been saying stuff like this since the helicopter and blatantly ignoring Jolt's comments on the danger and horror of fighting monsters. "Shut up, you're mad annoying." said Jolt.

Sequa: "We'll split up into teams once we're in a wide enough area."
Jolt: "We should stick together, because with monsters, when you split up, you die."
Sequa: "Defy my orders and you'll be court-marshalled when we get back to Securia."
Jolt: "Fine, but if we do that most of us won't be getting back."

Sequa: "Ok so we're ready to go in. Just waiting for Shenyang to give the word once others get here."

The Clerics exited the Humvee and casually walked to the other soldiers, making their way to the lobby. Two at the back were still carrying a box of supplies, two where covering them, and the Cleric with the cross on his helmet was leading them all on. At this point they were staying close to the other soldiers. They were well trained, but there were only five of them. And two were occupied carrying.

OOC - Can someone talk to the bloke with the cross on his head, so I can introduce him and give him a name?

Revenant: Is the elevator clear?

Polaris: Sir, elevator looks clear. Nothing moving.

Revenant: Gobi, check the elevator.

Gobi: Moving.

Gobi, M-60E5 in hand crouch-walked toward the elevator, he reached it and hit the button for the elevator. Nothing happened.

Gobi: Sir, elevator is out, probably from when we accidentally took it out last time.

Revenant: Great. All forces, we will have to fast rope to the lower floors, repeat, fast roping is required. Hope you brought climbing equipment ladies.

Gobi made his way back to the perimeter, where he went prone, fliped down the bipod on his M60E5 and covered the elevator door, waiting to support whicheve force openned the shaft.

Secret IC: Meanwhile, within the shaft itself a shambler lay in wait, it had heard the Stryker burst in and was waiting for the special forces to open the shaft to strike. It was hanging from the top of the shaft, it wasn't one of the more brilliant forms, as when it attacked it would fall to its death down the shaft, but it was still a deadly force to be reckoned with.

Revenant: Yo, cross-head! You ready to enter this place. You only got 5 guys, and theres an awful lot of creatures down there. What's your story.
under breath *5 guys, lucky if they make it out of this with 1*

OOC: Revenant and the other ODST are a bit crazy, it comes as part of the territory, so any time they insult anyone its because its in their character, don't take the insults and snide remarks as actual insults, the ODST are just like that, its part of what makes them Shenyangi special forces.

OOC - Thanx. I like people that give their people different characteristics. It’s better than having like 20 versions of you in a story.

IC - The Cleric with the cross looked up "my name is Father Cowley, and the cross-head as you call it is an honour. I am a Cleric of the first class, and rest assured, me and my four brothers will be a better fighting force than yours on the field"

Upon receiving their orders, the Selous scouts proceeded forward in their mission with an air of confidence, their weapons fully loaded, as they moved forward into the unknown.

Lurking within the shadows, one of the creatures silently watched the newfound intruders with hungry, contemplating eyes, as an insatiable lust for blood surged through its veins. A low, inaudible snarl rumbled from its chest, as it slowly, ever so slowly, emerged from the shadows to strike, while their backs were still turned.

The unsettling aura of death was in the air.

A brief but powerful and tumultuous breeze rustled past them, and when they turned, two men were gone; in their place were two blood-soaked, horrifically mutilated corpses, the faces' expressions frozen in terror. The stench of gore was appalling, overwhelming. Seemingly from out of nowhere, a Shambler leapt onto one of the scouts, brandishing its claws and tearing him asunder, cleaving him to pieces in seconds, shredding him apart like paper, as blood gushed in every direction. He did not even have time to scream. The other scouts instinctively fired in retaliation, the sound of gunfire echoing harshly in the darkness, but the creature was already gone. The once-confident scouts were now pissing in their pants out of fright. They foresaw bloody death, just over the horizon...death that none of them would be able to avoid.

Revenant: Ah. I see, just don't get killed. Where'd the Roach Busters guys go?

Gobi: They enterred the facility a moment ago.

Revenant: Oh hell! All teams advance. Those morons went in there without any back-up. Looks like we might have our first casualties already!

The ODST and Ollish forces jumped up and ran to the shaft, which was open. They enterred, The Ollish went first, followed by the ODST, at the first floor, where the door was open they swung into the door and cleared the area. Ahead they heard something. Boots on the metal floor. The Ollish took one side of the hall, the ODST, the other and they began advancing.They saw the Selous Scouts as their two men were taken out.

OC: *whispering* Should we open fire?

Revenant: *whispering* No, we might hit them, wait till it moves to attack, then once its distracted by them, we'll open up too.

OC: *whispering* Got it.

Each group raised their weapons and waited to fire.

The Clerics ran into the shaft but stopped suddenly when they saw the others. Father Cowley turned to the Clerics and pulled out his sword. His four brothers followed suit.

The Shambler whipped its head around with lightning speed afforded only to the most cunning predators, as its eyes, brimming with malice and utterly devoid of all emotion save insatiable hate, registered the Shenyang soldiers' terror with a perverse satisfaction. Snarling viciously, it lunged forward to attack.

Cowley lifted his sword in front of him and used it as a sheild. If this thing came close, it would be diced before it hit the ground.

OOC: I'll RP this later, once I have my school work finished. Just assume my men are in the Hive as well.

OOC: Did you guys go down the elevator shaft yet or are you still on the same floor?

Sequa: "Blue team, Red team, Misc team go with the clerics, Gold, and Green follow ODST and Ollies"

That's a total of 5 teams of 4 each, so that's 20 people.

Two Pave Low helicopters came in low over the Shenyangi tundra. They contianed 15 Black Ops, The Dominion's elite fighting force. Their leader, Colenel James Talbitt, was a veteran of many operations, but not even he was sure of what was awaiting them...

PLpilot: This D-team Alpha1, we are inbound to S21, just wanted to let you we're here. ETA 5 minutes to facility.

OOC: Yes.

Revenant: Thanks for the assist, even if we did have it under control. We'll move down this side hall, here. Each team should pick a direction to clear. That way we finish this floor much faster.

The ODST, who had feigned terror to trick the Shambler, began to move down the hall Revenant had indicated.

OC: What about us?

Revenant: Stay here, we'll be back soon.

OC: Got it.

The ODST walked down toward the next divide in their hall, they heard a scratching sound in the distance. They silently moved to the corner. Revenant peek around and saw a Shambler, walking away from them about a quarter of the way down the hall. He Gestured for the ODST to move around the corner, and wait for the order to attack. They did as ordered. Once they were in position Revenant openned a panel on his mask, and whistled loudly at the Shambler ahead of him. To spun around and gave a shriek as it registered the 32 opponents, it thought something to the effect of, "32 humans, cake." It slowly began advancing toward the ODST, Revenant kept his hand up to keep his men from firing. The Shambler drew closer, closer, closer, until it was 30 feet away. Then Revenant whipped his hand down and the ODST openned up a can of whoop-ass on the poor Shambler. The hall was ablaze with muzzle flashes as the team tore the still advancing Shambler apart. It finally fell 10 feet from the ODST. Revenant moved up to it, SOCOM out, and put a round directly through its brain-stem, as he had with the first Shambler they had killed after the escape. He still hed these creatures in the highest contempt. They were the very thing that he had been raised to hate, a creature made by humans to kill other humans. He holstered his SOCOM and reached around to bring up his AK-110L again. He looked back to his men, and over a secure channel gave them orders.

Revenant: What you standing there for ladies!? We have a floor to clear, lets move!

The ODST responded and moved further down the hallway, weapons drawn, keenly alert for any movement.

OOC: u in the lobby, SL1?
IC: The choppers hovered over the facility and the team fast roped down to the roof. C-4 was set, and then detonated. The Black Ops jumped down to the floor, firing upon any hostile with XM-8s and OICWs, Talbitt using twin .357s.

OOC: Last post till tomorrow.

OOC: We're all on Sub-Level 1, basically the basement of building you just blasted your way into. So you have to blast through the floor, which is a foot thick. The elevator shaft is out at the moment, someone will have to clear it out so we can move down, unless we all want to blast our way between levels, which is fine too.

OOC - The Ollish commander is called captain Eldridge

"Revenant, we've got RPGs we can use to blast through the floor, but I would suggest strapping grenades down and setting them from a distance. You'll find the explosion can be controlled easier."

OOC: The RS forces, not yours, though it is an easy mistake to make, seeing as I didn't specify.

IC:
Revenant: Got it Eldridge, I was talking to another force, however if we need heavy weapons support we'll call you. Deal?

The Clerics were clearly bored of waiting. Cowley pointed at the shaft and it was opened by two of his men. He held his shotgun aimed at the door as another of his brothers looked down the shaft. It seemed clear, the Cleric gave Cowley a thumbs up, and the others approached.

Then he heard it. I clicking noise, in the shaft. The front Cleric gave a thumbs down, and pulled out his sword. Holding it high above his head, the Cleric jumped. Cowley gave a wave and the others followed. The door closed shut behind them.

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Flying down the chute, the first Cleric hit into something hard. he pushed is sword deep into it, but nothing happened. He touched his wrist to turn on his light. He was lying on the body of a man in a white coat. There was not much left of him. He was clinging on the side of the shaft, but was now falling with the Cleric.

He pulled out a large dagger and pushed it towards the wall, it scraped along, slowing him down for about 12 floors, before the Cleric figured he could jump the rest.

He landed on theground with a loud metal clanking noise, and a thud. One foot had hit the body, the other hit the floor. The Cleric stood and turned round, searching the area. Then he saw it one of the demons he was sent to kill It was looking straight at him, surveying his soul. He pulled his blade out the body and started edging towards the beast.

"Movement in the liftshaft!" cried Capt Eldridge, "Give them close covering fire!"

Two marines drew their tactical shotguns that were slung across their backs and moved forward, pointing their weapons down the lift shaft. Their laser sighjts scanned up and down in the darkness, only finding the clerics and a whole lot of mess.

Lance Corporal Statham stowed his R48 Shotgun and called down, "Is their access to the next level down there?"

OOC - Ollish forces - All armed with R34 Commando Assault Rifles

Alpha Squad - Captain Eldridge
(Command) 2 x Marines
1 x Marine with an R81 Sniper Rifle
1 x Marine with an RS11 Suppressor HMG
Mr Smith (Observer)

Bravo Squad - Sergeant Major Davis
(Tactical) 3 x Marines
1 x Marine with an RS11 Suppressor HMG

Charlie Squad - Sergeant Degeneres
(Support) 2 x Marines with R70 GATR RPGs
2 x Marines with RS21 Light Mortars

Delta Squad - Sergeant Petersen
(Close) 2 x Marines
2 x Marines with R48 Tactical Combat Shotguns

The First Cleric had got the bugger. He had sliced through his neck, and the monster was lying on the ground still. As he stood up to face the other Clerics he felt a sudden pain in the back of his leg. He had been hit

Cowley held his right arm in his left hand, the Cleric shook his head. He would be fine. The three other Clerics had noticed the body in the corner and looked up at Cowley. He nodded and pointed at the first Cleric again.

He understood and walked to the body. When he got there he pulled out his bible, he found the body. He would be the one to bless it.

Cowley heard the shouting from above and looked around the floor. "There is a door here, but it seems to have warped. I don't think it will budge easily!"

Eldridge came to a decision quickly. "Statham, you and your oppo get down there and open that door with the clerics. Petersen, get Delta Squad ready to follow on."

He turned to Revenant. "What about blowing the floor and having dual entry into that area?"

My forces are forced to withdraw to deal with matters closer to home, we apologize for the necessity of doing so.

The Misc. Team used fast rope decent to join the Clerics. "We can use the blow torch to cut down the door." Said Jolt. The Pilot took out the blow torch from the bag he was carrying and started to cut open the door. "Are you all right?" the medic asked the wounded cleric.

Revenant: Go for it, Just make sure both enterances are covered, if there's only one you only have to deal with attacks from a single direction. With 2 they can atack from whatever direction they want just as easilly as we can.

Sahara: Sir! Movement about 100 feet down the hall!

Gobi: Confirmed. Several contacts inbound. Revenant, what do you want us to do?

Revenant: Go with a 3 tier defense, I'll see of I can take 'em myself, hang on.

Revenant openned the barrel of the M203A6 grenande launcher underslung on his rifle. He loaded a HE grenade and took careful aim. At that moment the Shamblers sensed dnager and turned to face the ODST. Revenant steadied his aim on the lead Shambler, and then pull the trigger, a Mk.78 HE grenade launched from the M203A6 toward the charging Shamblers. The grenade connected, and the effect was profoundly effective. The Shamblers were torn apart by the force of the explosion. Parts flew in every direction. Revenant reached down and picked up a tooth that landed near him, he like to collect souvenir from every battle he was engaged in, this tooth, an AK-47 clip from one of his opponents, a rather batterred cross necklace from his first engagement, which he had with him now for luck.

Revenant looked again at his comrades and said only, one phrase.

Revenant: Lets move.

The green team and gold team had spread out to cover the other areas. A shambler charged at them. A sniper was too close to shoot at it with a sniper rifle but was too slow to change weapons and was torn up, the rest however managed to take it down in a barrage of gunfire. After all this they followed Shenyang's forces.

The Cleric said nothing to the medic. Cowley looked at the man though and said "He will be fine, you catch up with your squad"

OOC: For those of you who jumped/fast roped/climbed/scuba dived (i really don't care how you did it) down the elevator shaft you are just outside sub-level 13. The facility itself is 12 floors, and you are currently outside the mechanical level, or the 13th. Its all equipment like climate control and generators down there, so if you thought that the main facility was a CQB situation you have just entered a super-claustrophobic environment. And for those who think the main facility is a super-open battlefield-like environment, you'll be right at home. In here the Shamblers are likely to come at you from any and all directions, and they're shape blends them into the environment to an extent, kind of like how in Alien it was able to hide among the pipes while the guy looked for his cat.

OOC - Wait a sec, I thought this shaft went to the basement, not down to the bottom of the facility

"Let's get closer, men." Hennra replied, as the furious Garg-Hounds roared blissfully into the deathly cinder air, the vents of the facility opening and closing ominously, as the updraft from the upper facility quietly pounced its way through the parts of the tunnel, the entrance of the Hive far off into distance proportions, steel walls enclosing around them, their rifles ready.

"Quiet, soldier." The whispering militant captain ordered his men, as the Patriarch slipped amongst the metal wirings, the thumping growing louder. Hennra felt an uneasing slightly bolt within his stomach, when the team moved closer to a banging within walls, the glass shattered and blood tipped on the ground, the dark shadows whispering portent death to their omnisicent enemies.

"Quiet, soldier!" The captain gasped quietly again, as the men huddled closer together, afraid of the darkness that ensued their every move. "How many times do I have to tell you?"

"I didn't do anything sir." A soldier replied, as they listened to a creeping sloshing noise echo once again throughout the metal halls of the facility, the floor freezing up in fear as the corpses of the victims rotted their minds out of death, as they opened up their laser aimed rifles, red lights shining into the foggy blackness.

"I can't see...captain!" Hennra yelled, as the Garg-Hounds began to feast upon his teared body, the viruses and their malicious hosts ripping his form apart, the Hounds naturally attracted to their newfound enemies. Within seconds, blood squirted out towards the edges of the walls, and the firey bullet wounds from the captain's no longer existing gun made a gassy fog thicken around them, shielding their presence from the enemy. The Hounds, already locked onto the target of the enemy's blood, eagerly followed the back lines and awaited another virus to ambush them, so that they may begin their hunt again.

"Move sector." Hennra controlled, soldiers locking down to the left part of the facility, only meters away from them.

"Front flank, flare now."

The Selous scouts had been separated from the others during all the chaos, pandemonium, and upheaval, and found themselves lost in a long, pitch black, labyrinthine corridor littered with rotting corpses. The silence was deafening and the stench of death was overpowering. They held their weapons up against their chests, as if for reassurance.

OOC - Wait a sec, I thought this shaft went to the basement, not down to the bottom of the facility
The facility is one huge set of basements, one on top of the other
(badly done image of shaft using letters)


I I -Entrance level (surface)
I I -Sub-level 1
I I -SL2
I I -SL3
I I -SL4
I I -SL5
I I -SL6
I I -SL7
I I -SL8
I I -SL9
I I -SL9
I I -SL10
I I -SL11
I I -SL12
I I -SL13 (mechanical level)
== (Base of shaft, just past SL13)

The shaft is about 200 feet deep, give or take. Its one vertical shaft throughout the facility. If you want to revise your posts you can, otherwise we can just ignore that whole move and say you're on SL2. (All my other facilities are single floor shafts. (i.e. 1-2, 2-3, 3-4, etc. However this is an old facility, so it has one elevator the whole way) It isn't a problem to fix that if you want. Or I can accept that your guys either,

A. jumped down using those small parachutes that they sometimes use in movies, though I'm unsure of their effectiveness.

B. climbed down and jumped the last bit.

No matter what you choose, parachutes, climbing, SL2, or didn't happen, I don't have any problem with the choice you make.

One of the scouts radioed the Shenyangi forces: "This is Lieutenant Brent Gunderson, requesting back-up, over. We're lost in some tunnel, too dark to see anyth- oh, shit!"

The Shenyangi soldiers then heard a sound they interpreted as static: It took just a second for them to realize it was a high-pitched human scream.

The Clerics stood there, waiting for the other team to arrive to sort the door out. Cowley turned to the Cleric who had finished his blessing. He deemed the room to be secure from attack and talked to the soldier for the first time. "Nice work Wilk"

The Cleric looked around, "Thank you sir"

Cowley noticed the other Clerics talking. And waved his fist before forming a box shape with his two hands. They got the picture and pulled open the box they had been carrying.

One Cleric pulled out a bible and a small collapsible table while the other brought out wine to lay on the top. Cowley blessed it, said a pray out loud and passed the wine round. Each Cleric removed their helmet, before Cowley.

Wilk was a youngish man with long black hair. He had some stubble on his chin and a scar on his cheek. He was one of the smartest Clerics in Christac and was close to becoming a Cardinal.

OOC - None of the other Clerics matter at the moment

Cowley had short blond hair, and a long scar down his face. his eyes were so dark brown they were almost black. He was the youngest Cleric to be given a squad at the age of 30, and would not fail.

Talbitt: Roger. Floors? What floors?

A loud boom resounded through the building as ten feet of the lobby was now gone. The BLack Ops fast roped down to SL1 and began moving through the corridors in search of the ODST...

One of the scouts radioed the Shenyangi forces: "This is Lieutenant Brent Gunderson, requesting back-up, over. We're lost in some tunnel, too dark to see anyth- oh, shit!"

The Shenyangi soldiers then heard a sound they interpreted as static: It took just a second for them to realize it was a high-pitched human scream.
Revenant: F**k! Lets go! Element? You get a fix on that transmission?

Element: Yessir! They're in the corridior right next to us, about 100 feet ahead.

Revenant: Polaris, blast us through there.

Polaris: With pleasure.

All the ODST fell back into a room as Polaris placed a brick of C4 on the wall and set it to detonate in ten seconds. He dove into the room, and a moment later the wall disintegrated.

Revenant: Lets go! Thermal on ladies!

All the ODST's masks began to glow a slight blue as the thermal image ahead of them was projected onto the insde of the face plate. The ODST entered the rubble strewn hall and ran toward the last known position of the Selous Scouts. They reached the position, but they couldn't find anything, then Mojave noticed a body on the floor.

Mojave: Its one of them sir, looks like his throat was just torn out, rather messily by the looks of it.

Revenant: Which way does the blood go.

Mojave looked around and noticed the faint glow of the still warm blood on thermal.

Mojave: That way.

He pointed down the hallway, toward an open door.

The ODST advanced on the door, Revenant readied his rifle. He was on point for this breach. He readied himself to burst in. 1, 2, 3. He and the rest of the ODST burst into the room. Inside they found nothing, just an empty storage closet. Then they heard the screech. It came from beind them, the ODST wheeled around and saw a shambler standing in the door, thermal readings indicated that there were atleast a dozen more coming, probably more.

Revenant: Fire! Fire at will! Talbitt, we need assistance, we're pinned down in hall number 5, we have multiple tangoes inbound, can you assist. Talibitt if you don't make it here in time I don't think any of us will forgive you, and you know what that means! So get your lazy a*s over here NOW!

Revenant began to fire at the Shambler in the door. The rest of the ODST openned up on it as well, it lashed out and wounded a man too close to the door, he would live, it had merely caught the front of his leg, but he would still be slowed down, the ODST would have to pull back momentarilly to get him to safety so he could be patched up and return to the team as soon as possible, but that would have to wait.

Revenant: Damnit! Talbitt get down here now! We can't hold these things for ever!

He fired into the oncoming hoard of Shamblers as they menacingly approached his men.

Revenant: Frag out!

A frag grenande sailed toward the Shamblers, several fell, but the survivors continued their attack.

OOC: Gotta go.

Tech: Ma'am! The ODST are in trouble. What do you want us to do?

Maj. Eva: Hold a while, they have back-up inbound anyway.

Tech: Ma'am.

Maj. Eva: What is it now private?

Tech: Permission to speculate without any real evidence ma'am.

Maj. Eva: Granted private.

Tech: You're going in there, ma'am.

Maj. Eva: What do you mean!

Tech: The way you said that, you said it like you were disappointed ma'am.

Maj. Eva: Get back to your post! Now!

Major Eva thought to herself: How did I let that slip? My team is ready, I'm ready. How'd I manage to break at that exact moment? Oh well, when the time come I'm going in there and I sure as hell am coming back out.

She looked to a closet in her office, inside was a specially modified form of the ODST armor, designed specifically to fit a woman, all the ODST were men, so their standard armor wouldn't fit, so hers was customized to work with her. When the time came she, and her small team would enter the hive and face that whcih they had contained for the past year.

OOC: Anyone can answer that distress call, or I can fight my way out if no one comes. It doesn't have to be the RS Black Ops, however we had a plan for this, and since he can't get on often enough to post its open to anyone. (that includes my new nameless team that's gonna enter soon)

"Hold you position, now, trooper." Hennra whispered faintly to his team, when the shining array of lights in the distance rung violently amongst the tunnel and the broken glass reflected grotesque figures chewed on the blood stained wall.

As they walked, they picked up a highly frequent signal, and it seemed to be a quiet call for help. "We have to go." Hennra spoke. "They can help us."

Sahara: Look Out!

Sahara fired a HE grenade from his MGL out the door. The grenade exploded and Shambler pieces flew everywhere. A moment later and there was still nothing on thermal. The ODST slowly, and methodically made their way out of the closet. They saw absolutely no living Shamblers left in the area, in fact, they didn't even see any dead Shamblers, the grenade had torn them apart. As a result the walls were spattered with the innards of Shamblers, and the floor with their exo-skeletons.

Revenant took off his helmet, if it weren't for the fact that the hall was nearly totally dark it would have been evident that his face was drenched in sweat. His short, black hair was matted down from the helmet, and had a sheen of sweat on it. His green eyes were intense, roving the hall for anything out of place. He blinked twice, wiped his brow and then replaced his helmet.

Revenant: Seraph, you okay?

Seraph: I'll be fine sir, just let me patch this up a bit and I'll be back to normal.

Revenant: Good, if you need to stop just ask, besides, I think we should stay here a minute. I'm sure we're all exhausted after that, and we'll see if anyone listened to that transmission, that way when we get out of here we can yell at 'em for not coming if they didn't.

Seraph: Sounds good sir.

Revenant: Gobi, Sahara, set up a perimeter, if anything that ain't human moves out there light it up.

Gobi/Sahara: Yessir.

Gobi and Sahara set up a perimeter, waiting for anything out of place to move.

OOC: Shenyang, I might be poor reader, but where is your taskforce exactly?

OOC - I know I said I would bring one more person in later, but could I bring another five in as a seperate team?

OOC: Christac that is absolutely not a problem. Go for it. I'm sending a small second team in within the next day or two as well.

Jenrak, I'm on SL-1, down a darkened hall, not totally sure where, but it radiates off of the center of the floor, and its the only one without power, so say your men went down the darkened hall and we'll all understand.

OOC: I said I was in hall 5 so you can say your men head down it in place of "the darkened hall."

Statham and Jones reached the bottom of the lift shaft, where they found the clerics praying and drinking wine.

Jones jokingly asked for a "Dutch courage swig", but gave up and just said "sorry" when he saw the look the cleric gave him.

Statham called to Eldridge "We should be able to open this door with the five of us, sir!"

"Right, stick with the clerics. We'll blow the floor up here and enter the next level. Sergeant Davis, Floor assault!.

Davis, all 6 foot 4 of him, nodded curtly and proceeded with his work. It took him seconds to strap several grenades to the floor while the rest of the platoon took cover positions. Sergeant Davis quickly reeled out a length of cooten, strung through the pin of the first grenade. "Ready sir," he said quietly, having taken less than 30 seconds to set up the floor assault.

"Right." Eldridge took a deep breath, "ONE, TWO, THREE, FIRE IN THE HOLD!!"

The floor blew in with a huge eruption, and several men raced forward, some firing throuh the hole, some throwing down flashbang grenades, the bursts lasting barely 2 seconds.

The men could hear alien like screams from below as Bravo Team prepared to lower themselves in, weapons at the ready...

Ollieland, you do understand that if your men blew out the floor their only on SL2 (unless they did enough damge to blow a hole down 13 floors, in which case the facility would probably collapse from the sheer force of the explosion), and if your other men are at the bottom of the elevator shaft, their outside SL13, right? Unless you split up then that post doesn't make much sense.

OOC: Ok I didn't know about the levels and people seem to be ignoring my troops anyway. So I'll repost something then.

2 teams of 4 were following the ODST but stayed back a bit to make sure an ambush could be avoided. A shambler had taken out one of their men before they finally caught up. When they arrived ODST had already set up a perimeter.

the other 3 teams were about to jump down the elevator shaft. "Clerics already went down, one team should go down to meet them." The Demolitions team went down the shaft via fast rope decent and met up with the Clerics. "Are you guys all right?"

Ollieland, you do understand that if your men blew out the floor their only on SL2 (unless they did enough damge to blow a hole down 13 floors, in which case the facility would probably collapse from the sheer force of the explosion), and if your other men are at the bottom of the elevator shaft, their outside SL13, right? Unless you split up then that post doesn't make much sense.

Soory, not paying attention. Post ammended.

"Here, here." Hennra responded, as the static of the communication went blank, the gunfire still rapping through the sheets of metal, breaching their radios and hearing an omniscient roar and another slosh unearthly.

"The signal's coming from here." The technician replied, pointing to a dark, menacing hall, known seemingly as Hall 5, a tunnel that led to the center of the facility, where it was thought that the sources were greater than believed. Despite all of that, Hennra had to follow, and he was not afraid; his pets, the ferocious Garg-Hounds, followed his wake, their noses and their ears sharp as the blackness enclosed them.

They ran, and they heard the corporal virus follow them carefully, and then the sound defeaned. They hope they weren't too late. Gunfire pounced around, and lights littered the hall way, but then it stopped. They had to hurry.

OOC: Can I send reinforcements if most of my men get killed? Mainly to supply my main character with more weapons and ammo, unless there are weapons lying around in the base. Are there? Like from previous attemps to clean the place out?

OOC: Can I send reinforcements if most of my men get killed? Mainly to supply my main character with more weapons and ammo, unless there are weapons lying around in the base. Are there? Like from previous attemps to clean the place out?

OOC: The place has a fully stocked armory on each floor, however if you want to send in replacement soldiers thats fine by me.

IC:

Sahara: Sir! Movement at the end of the hall, looks human sir.

Revenant: Good, only took 'em, what 25 minutes. Atleast someone came, even if we'd all be dead by now if it weren't for you Sahara.

Sahara: Just doin' my job and lovin' every minute of it sir. Wait, I got something new on thermal, looks like some kind of animal, large, probably kanine, but I ain't never seen a dog with this thermal signature, especially this large.

Revevant: What? What do you mean?

Sahara: If its a dog then we've never seen it before, there ain't anything like it in Shenyang, thats for sure. What kind of Spec. Ops would bring a dog into this place sir?

Revevant: I don't know, stay on 'em, wait till they get close, then ask 'em for identification, and what the hell those dogs are.

Sahara: Affirmative.

Sahara: They're comin in a hurry, thats for sure. Still no idea what those dogs are sir.

Revenant: We just fought off about what, 40 Shamblers? I don't think 2 dogs are gonna be a problem. Seraph, how you doin'?

Seraph: I'm fine sir.

Revenant: We're gonna head to the surface in a little bit to swap out these things (referring to the AK-110s) for something with a little more power behind it.

Gobi: All clear down this path, nothing moving, by any chance do you mean the...

Revenant: You damn well know what I plan to swap for this AK-110. Besides, and I don't care what you say Seraph, we're going to the surface so he can get that leg bandaed properly.

Seraph: *mumbling* I'm fine damnit. I don't need no doc screwin' around with my leg.

The Clerics nodded when the door was blasted open. Cowley got close to the experts "Thank you" he waved at the Clerics and they packed everything up. He then pointed at the door where the other soldiers were holding and firing at.

Moments later the Clerics burst out with shotguns, firing them at four shamblers in the hall. The beasts were gaining ground. Cowley motioned at them, but the Clerics did not notice. "Cover Kellen!" He finally shouted "Kellen, sword!" The other Clerics where shocked that he shouted but did what he said.

Kellen pulled out his sword from his back, this was different than the others swords. This one was longer and had large black and white crosses engraved into the blade, showing off the fact that he was a swordsman first class.

He jumped up and ran on the walls for a meter before thrusting down and pulling his sword straight into a shambler’s head. He then swung and hit two more in the legs. He sliced through them with ease and pulled the sword up one more time to hit the approaching shambler in the chest.

The creature fell, but managed to grab him in the face. The Cleric screamed with pain as the flesh was ripped off.

Several shots were fired at the shambler as he did this. The creature looked at the other Clerics and threw Kellen behind him. Cowley screamed "James, head shot now!"

James opened up the case he was helping to carry and grabbed his sniper rifle. He fired a shot at the head. Nothing happened. He fired another, still nothing, the Shambler was close.

James gave up on the shotgun and grabbed an Uzi out the case, he fired with the same aim and precision as if it was a sniper rifle. It took about thirty shots, but he had firmly taken out the head.

He had done his job and put the weapons back. Cowley turned to Wilk and James and nodded his head before shaking it. They knew what this meant and pulled out their pistols, covering the others as they walked to Kellen who was still screaming.

As they got close they noticed the two shamblers without feet crawling towards them. Cowley finnished both off with his sword as they passed. When they got there Cowley held him up. He was in a state. His eyes were in tact, but there was a scratch mark down his entire face. It was deep and was bleeding badly.

"MEDIC!!!" Cowley shouted at the top of his lungs hoping that someone would have one and would hear him.

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Another copter arrived at the complex outside. This one went straight up to the base and landed (OOC - If there is not a helipad tell me and I will change the post) Two Clerics got out and walked towards the building, followed by a woman wearing all white, with long blond hair. She had two pistols in holsters at her side, and was stroking an automatic.

They got close to the building and waited to be approached.

The 3 teams of 4 that were on the 13th level heard the shout for a medic. The Misc team ran over to the injured cleric. The medic took out his medkit and started doing what he could to help the cleric.

Meanwhile on level 1 Captain Sequa asked where the shaft that leads to level 2 would be found.

Revenant: The shaft runs the entire depth of the facility, so just use the elevator shaft, there's a blown door there from our last incursion.

OOC: Even though I hate not having a good IC post now, I'll still BUMP this thread anyway.

Kellen was screaming as blood fell all over the place. The bandage was not holding the blood in, it was soaking all the way through. Cowley pulled his bible out again and started reading passages, hoping it would calm him down.

Wilk turned his head and shouted "two!" Cowley pointed in his direction without a word. James and the other Cleric ran over, and started firing. The other Cleric pulled out a grenade and threw it. The rubble flew through the air. Cowley shouted "Careful! We have an open wound here!"

"We're only a few feet away from them!" The troops yelled tenaciously, the furious blood-thristy Garg-Hounds whimpering and moaning in the thickening fog of the viral enemy, as the hounding foes followed their movements, their gaseous forms licking the edge of steel, hugging the shattered and torn walls.

As they approached the slithering ends of the tunnel, the awaiting troops holding their position, others found well moving, Hennra crouched to the front lines of the team, and he felt a deep whisper crawl up the lines of his skin, as the beeping of his life signals emanated, the source becoming more and more prominent.

"Hold position, boys." Hennra commanded to his team. "Come here, Areon, Narfus." He beckoned to the two growling hounds, as they whimpered in their furry bodies, their fangs dripping saliva all over the ground.

"Sniff that for daddy, please?" As the Garg-Hounds smelled the sifting air, and the closed door, whistling a faint whistle of approval, and they stuck their tongues out playfully, before the soldiers began to move into the area, about to clasp the door open.

"Place a charge on this. I want it opened."

"Yes, sir."

Tinkling of the charge sounded throughout the steel halls, the blackness that surrounded them becoming more noticable and more dangerous. They had to move fast, as the zip of scope lasers peered into the unknown. Even the smart and complicated hounds were feeling a sense of danger, as they dropped their fierce demeanor and cowered behind Hennra.

Hennra rubbed behind what was left of their ears, and he stared back at the dancing numbers aboard the charge, when suddenly the charge burst forwards and the lock flew out, swinging the metal door wide open.

"Move in, team-6."

"Roger, sir."

"Scanners around the area, now."

"Yes, sir."

As Hennra walked in casually, his Garg-Hounds at his heel, he yelled out at posible hostages of the viral infection. "Hello!?" He began, "Anybody here? Show yourself!" The room echoed his voice, as he awaited for his ally to show themselves.

"He may need a medevac" said the Medic. Jolt Radioed Sequa "we may need a medevac, can you get some kind of pulley system going in the shaft?"

Sequa: "Rodger that"

Sequa's team heads back to the lobby and carrys a couch towards the lift shaft, they tie cords around the couch and made sure it was stable and slowly lowered it down to the bottom of the shaft.

"If I can't stop the bleeding we may have to get him out of here, we should get him back to the elevator shaft."

Cowley nodded. This was not good having lost someone this early into his first mission. He clicked on his wrist and held it up to his face. "Kellen's evac with a wound to the face"

This was meant to be for the archives, but surprisingly a voice answered. There must be other Clerics in the area. "This is Commander Hannah, hold, I repeat hold!"

Cowley was amazed that the commander was here. "With all due respect, we may need to get him out"

"Hold Cleric" Hannah said back

Cowley turned the medic "I'm afraid we have to hold, can you try and stop the bleeding?"

OOC- I just realised something. If we were going down a big lift shaft, we would have hit into the lift somewhere.

Revenant: Took you damn long enough! Lucky we had someone with the presence of mind to bring a grenade launcher or we wouldn't have got out of that. At least you came. Under other circumstances we'd probably all be dead by now, but we held, and you came. Good work. We're gonna pull out for a while, we've got one wounded, SHUT UP SERAPH! A DOCTOR IS BANDAGING THAT LEG NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU B***H ABOUT IT! Anyway, we also need to rearm, these AK-110s aren't doin' what they used to. You guys go on ahead, we'll catch up. Oh, by the way, what the hell are those?

Revenant points to the Garg-Hounds.

Revenant: We couldn't ID 'em for the life of us.

OOC: The lift is basically rumble on the floor of the shaft, it fell the whole depth of the shaft and shattered on impact, so its a layer of jagged metal sheets laying on the bottom of the shaft.

I'll be going away sometime today for the next 2 days, so thats one reason the ODST will be out of action for the next couple days. Also they're moving out of the facility to get our injured man patched up and to ditch the "useless" AK-110s they are armed with.

"Oh, these?" Hennra pointed to the now fierce and gurgling Garg-Hounds, as they bared their long fangs and promiscious attitude. "They're Garg-Hounds, a variation of coyotes. Their part of Jenrak's biological genetic alteration programme, to make altered specialists. They're quite tame; they're just agitated by this quiet environment."

OOC: I know you couldn't post RS, but my guys need someone to be pissed at right now, and you fit the bill nicely.

Revenant: Oh, I see. Bit odd, you'd think we'd have 'em on fle by now. Oh well. We have to, SHUT UP SERAPH, get to the surface. We'll be back in a while. See you then.

The ODST began to move toward the hole blown by the RS Black Ops a while earlier. They moved in a tight formation toward the entrance. They finally reached it, Revenant gave Talbitt a look of pure poison.

Revenant: Next time you decide to ignore a call for help, make sure victims' nation isn't within swimming distance of the your own, cause I know Murdock ain't gonna be too happy if the entire ODST program is wiped out because someone never showed up to help.

The ODST threw ropes to the ground level and climbed out. They made their way to the command center without giving Talbitt a chance to respond. They enterred the command center and Revenant looked at the sergeant on duty. He then gave Seraph a warning look and then spoke.

Revenant: We have a wounded man that we need bandaged, and we have to trade off these AK-110s for something with a little more force.

Sergeant: Seraph, please follow me to the infirmary, the rest of you know where the armory is.

Seraph: Revenant, pick somethin' good for me, will ya?

Revenant: You know I always do.

Seraph enterred the infirmary where he was checked out and bandaged. The rest of the ODST walked to the infirmary, those with them placed their AK-110s on a rack and walked around until they found the rack they were looking for, on it were 40 M249 SAWs. Each rifleless ODST took one and grabbed enough ammo to last them a week in a normal tactical situation. Revenant grabbed an extra for Seraph, now fully armed they walked out of the armory and waited for Seraph outside the infirmary. A few moments passed, then he walked out with a bandage on his leg, he was walking fine, and didn't appear to be in any pain, so Revenant handed him his SAW and gave him a little pep talk.

Revenant: You remember how this thing works, right?

Seraph: Like riding a bike, you never forget.

Revenant: Good, then lets go in there and kick some Shambler a*s!

Seraph: Hell yes! Lets roll!

The ODST began to walk toward the building, checking their M-249s carefully.

http://world.guns.ru/machine/fn_minimi_para.jpg
The ODST M-249 SAW minus all the optics (so place a hell of a lot of optics on that and you've got what my guys have now)

OOC - Shenyang, can you RP someone to meet Hannah outside and show her into the complex?

OOC: Sure, the second team I have planned needs to enter anyway.

IC:
Major Eva saw Hannah walking aimlessly around the outside of the command center. She put on a parka and went out to meet her.

Maj. Eva: Excuse me ma'am, but what are you doing on my base?! Unless you're part of one of the special forces in there I'll have to arrest you.

Major Eva noticed that Hannah was wearing the same armor as the clerics.

Maj. Eva: You're with those Christacian Clerics in there aren't you. Give me a couple minutes and I'll have my team escort you in, having one person in there on their own is suicide.

Maj. Eva led Hannah into the command center. She enterred her office, leaving Hannah outside, and a few minutes later reemerged in her ODST-C (ODST-Custom) armor. She called her team, they assembled outside her office, all in similar armor.

Maj. Eva: I'm Major Eva Lym, you'll be with my team until you meet up with your own guys down there. Lets go.

OOC: Christac, since I'm leaving in about a half hour you have control of Eva's team until I get back. (just don't kill them while I'm away, I'll do that myself later)

OOC -Hannah actually has 2 clerics with her. ill post later, sure ill look after ur guys

Medic: "Ok I will do what I can" (You decide whether it is enough to stop the bleeding etc, I don't want to godmod.)

Jolt: "Ok we'll stay here until the medic is done, but Captain Sequa will be pissed if the other teams don't move out." Through radio "Cancel the lift, they have to stay down here."

Red team leader: "We'll look for the other lift that leads to Sub level 12."
Blue team leader: "Yes our team will follow you."
Sequa: "I'm sending the recon team to check it out first."

The recon team fast rope and stop just at level 12, they swing back and forth until they are able to reach the door, they pry it open and enter level 12 and disconnected the cords, once finished they had to face 3 shamblers.

OOC: I'm really busy and might not be able to post a lot. If any guys near my men need them to follow them go ahead and RP them It's ok if you get them killed, just not Jolt or Sequa. So far I've got 4 people on SL1 4 on SL 13, 4 on SL 12 and 8 heading there from SL 13.

Having to deal with 3 shamblers would be quite troublesome, one soldier shot a grenade at one of the shamblers which exploded and killed one of them. Another soldier blasted a shambler's head of with a Steyr AMR, but the other two were firing their Steyr Aug and MP5 with not much effect on the shambler, it was advancing too quickly and slashed both of them, one being wounded and another completely decapitated. The soldier with the AMR fired another round into the shambler's head killing it.

They advanced and came to the middle of the hallway.

Once the red and blue team got up to the 12th level they looked around using thermal scopes, they found two shamblers waiting to ambush hiding in the darkness. 2 soldiers each fired stinger missiles at them, one caught the stinger missile and exploded but the other managed to avoid the one fired at it. The blue team advanced, they were repeatedly firing on the other shambler when one that was behind a wall jumped out and slashed at a soldier repeatedly until he was hit with a grenade round. The shambler other shambler that was their origional target had went after the other team but caught a missile in the stomach and was badly wounded, it was then shot in the head with a jackhammer a few times.

OOC: Can I join in as a country that seems like it wants to help but is really shady and has it's own agenda?

OOC: Can I join in as a country that seems like it wants to help but is really shady and has it's own agenda?

Another Cleric sliced his way down the walls of the shaft. He jumped off at the end and headed towards the injured, still being held by Cowley. He walked out the shaft and past James who was holding. He got to Cowley and saluted before turning to the soldiers helping the Cleric. "Have you checked for infection and given something to ease the pain?" he asked them.

bump

"Yes no infections were found." said the medic.

"I'll take over here" The Cleric said, clearly not trusting the medics abilities. Cowley shouted from down the hall. "SHAMBLERS!! Loads of them!!"

BUMP (Yes you can join, if you want)


Thats right! I'M BACK!!! *Evil Laughter*

IC post by end of 1:00 GMT (or 9:00 PM where I am) (Have fun with figuring that time zone out)

Jolt and an assault soldier fired grenades at the shamblers while the pilot took cover from behind them and fired guided missiles. The medic provided cover fire while they were reloading. This managed to hold some of the shamblers back for a while.

The Cleric started to pull Kellen away from the fighting. Cowley saw the situation and pointed at all the Clerics before waving his hand to the shaft. The Clerics read him load and clear, and started pulling out.

He shouted to the other soldiers incase they were confused. "Pulling back to the shaft, we will hold there!"

Gobi: Who the hell are they?

Gobi points at the new team led by Major Eva.

Revenant: I've got no idea. We should go find out.

Sahara: They have armor similar to ours, they have to Shenyangi, looks like those are the customs of these suits, no better protective capabilities, but designed to fit... a woman.

Revenant: That's probably Eva, but since when did she have a team?

Polaris: No idea.

The ODST began to walk toward Eva's team, which had split from the clerics after telling them the tactical situation, and giving them directions into the facility. Eva noticed them and gave the order to hold. The ODST arrived and Revenant, rather exasperatedly, asked her what was going on.

Eva: This is my team, Colonel, I believe that we would be, Theta team. Is that right?

Revenant: Well, Theta is the next in succession, but you're not ODST, you don't have the training, you're just a bunch of soldiers who have anger problems when it comes to missing a fight.

Eva: You aren't?

Revenant: Yes, but, I'm trained to deal with this kind of thing, so are the rest of the ODST, you on the other hand are trained to face an opposing HUMAN force, and deal with it, you don't have the training for this kind of situation.

Eva: My team has been trained to deal with these things specifically for nearly a year now, we know exactly what hurts then, and how to hit them, we also are much more disciplined than your ODST, colonel.

Revenant: My men don't need to be highly disciplined! In there I don't want a team of mindless drones! I want a fluid, self-aware team where each member can make a decision without having to run it through some higher ranking ODST. I want men who can think for themselves, not that have someone else think for them. That is why my ODST "lack discipline."

Eva: Whatever you say. We're still going in.

The ODST and Theta team began to walk toward the facility, at as distance, so that neither commander could sling insults at the other.

Grrrrr!!! No Ic Post!!! Bump

Red team leader: "Are we clear?"
Blue team leader: "We're clear, for now."

Meanwhile Jolt and his team were fighting through the shamblers using rockets, grenades, and bullets.

"We need backup" said Jolt.

The Blue team head downstairs and attack from the other end of the shamblers. "Switch sides!" They run around the group of shamblers to get to opposite sides of the level. Then the red team radios in for backup.

Jolt: "I'll check it out."
He and his team run upstairs while the blue team stays towards the middle of the room.

Portshire's team of 30 delta force soldiers wearing unidentified uniforms are in helicopters headed for Shenyang.

Pilot: We're inbound, a few more minutes.

Sergeant: All right now that were here I'll go over the objectives of this mission. The primary objective is to capture a man named "Jolt" He was a prodominant enemy in the war and still knows a lot of information on the Portshire military. He must be caputured and interrogated and other Securia soldiers are to be killed. We've got to do this without the other countries knowing about it.

Our second objective is to help out Shenyang in this dire situation they're dealing with.


The helicopter touched down and the soldiers entered the building. They set up a small base in the lobby near the elevator shaft by putting up sandbags and radio devices. They could hear the gunfire echoing from the shaft.

Sergeant: Check that out.

6 soldiers go over to the elevator and slide down a rope. When they get there they see the clerics. "What's going on over here?" They hear gunfire up ahead. They rush in and find Securia marines fighting the shamblers.

Corporal: Are we in view of those other guys?
Private: No sir.
They sneak around to the back of the securia marines and fire silenced rounds at them.

An assault soldier fires a missile at a shambler decapitating it. He gets hit in the back with a bullet and falls to the ground.

Soldier1: "You ok?"
Soldier2: "Yeah I'm fine, check your fire."
Soldier1: "It wasn't me."

Just then a bullet hits the soldier in the head. And he dies. The third soldier turns around and sees enemies firing at him. He takes cover behind a wall and jumps out firing his Jackhammer at them. He takes cover again and radios everyone. "We're taking fire."

Revenant: Who the hell are they? (referring to the Portshire force)

Polaris: No idea. They sure as hell weren't in there earlier.

Revenant: Eva? You have any idea who that is?

Eva: No idea. Permission to join the ODST for the remainder of this mission, you look like you might need help.

Revenant: Affirmative, stay close.

The reinforced ODST run toward the building, they enter the elevator shaft and set up ropes in the shaft, these would be static, so that in the event of an emergency they could be easilly used. The ODST slid down the ropes to the 12th floor: subject containment, what could be the most dangerous floor in the whole facility. This entire floor was beieved to be a nest. No human had enterred this level in a year, since the ODST had burst into the tactical assessment lab in the previous insurgency. Below they heard gunfire, and over the radios they heard the unidentified force eliminating the Securian force. The ODST set-up a trap for anyone trying to escape the facility without clearance, the initial forces were given clerance when they entered the briefing, and Hannah and her team were cleared on arrival, all the other teams who had been late were cleared except for the unidentified team they now didn't trust, if they planned to get out of this facility they weren't going to be doing it without the ODST letting them out.
Around the elevator shaft they set claymores, on an optical fuse (explained below) three tiers were installed, so that an entire tam could be wiped out in one fell swoop. This way trusted forces could get out, while anyone who wasn't cleared would get a face full of metal shot. The elevator shaft had been built to hide a claymore in this type of situation, so the claymores were totally concealed, only the ODST, and the victims after detonation, would know their location.

Revenant: Anyone who doesn't ID themselves to us has got to be up to no good, besides this will surpress the Shamblers if they come up the shaft.

Eva: I'm sure that you solve all your problems with this much tact, right?

Revenant: Yeah, pretty much, yeah.

OOC:Each team at the beginning was issued a small adhesive patch which cleared them for passage through this type of security, it can't be removed from the uniform without destroying it, and removing the fabric around it only serves to short the patch out.

Revenant: SH*T! Lets get down there! Move!

The ODST zipped down the shaft, past their claymores, and began to search the floor for the Securian forces.

OOC: Most of my guys were set up on the 1st floor lobby, I was planning on having them go in a little at a time to hinder progress. Is it possible your guys moved in was there another way that you didn't encounter them or should I just edit the post so that they're on a different level where no one else is?

IC: The securian marine's shots hit two of the soldiers, one died, one wounded. A soldier tried to go around the pillar the marine was hiding behind but he encountered a shambler and was sliced by it. There are four more soldiers left on the 13th level.

The marine with the Jackhammer jumped out from behind the pillar, he fired several shotgun shells at the remaining enemies. He took a few hits but his armor prevented any major damage. He dove down next to the other marine who had a stinger missile launcher. He grabbed the dead marine's M4 and shot a grenade round at the Portshire soldiers but was stabbed in the back by a shambler. The last Securia marine that was on that floor took out the shambler with a stinger missle.

ooc - Ok, I am really confused. We are all on the 13th lv. My Clerics, your marines, and your delta force guys. My Clerics are all in the shaft holding out there. For your delta force to get down here you would have to have killed my Clerics, or somehow fooled us.

ic - Hannah heard the gun shots as the other Cleric pulled out his gun. "We are going to stick with you guys for a while" Hannah said to the marines

OOC: My guys are all disguised as reinforcements and they're wearing generic black uniforms so it's not quite clear what country they are from but obvious enough that they would be a special unit different from the ones already sent in. They're trying to take out Securia but aren't trying to fight the other countries. My guys split up, 6 of them went to the 13th floor and the rest stayed in the lobby(or whatever other floor if Shenyang wants me to edit) Also when they passed by your clerics they said something like "what's going on down here" when first encountering allies as normal allies would before investigating the gunfire they heard just as normal allies would too. Also gunfire shouldn't really arouse suspicion as the Securira marines are fighting shamblers anyway and the conflict between Portshire and Securia on the 13th floor takes place away from the shaft.

Basically they encountered your guys, said "what's up" then checked out where the gunfire was coming from. It shouldn't seem suspicous with all the commotion going on down there.
I'm just RPing as the bad guys, in real life I have nothing against you guys.

OOC: Its a standard, if brutal, precaution of the Shenyang ODST to set up traps for people who don't identify themselves. The ODST, being a highly paranoid group prefers not to take any chances against a human opponent, that way they aren't dealing with two opponents, only one. Besides, odds are shamblers will come down the shaft and trip the claymores before you get there anyway.

The Clerics thought nothing of the gunshots and screams in the other room, this was a war zone.

Cowley walked up to Kellen and the Cleric treating him, the Cleric gave him a thumbs up, Kellen had stopped bleeding and he was going to be okay. This was good news, maybe he would not be fired when he got home. He walked over to James Wilk who were holding the door with another Cleric, there was constant firing.

"Where are the other marines Jon!?" Cowley asked the Cleric there.

"Down the coridoor and to the right" Jon replied

OOC - OK, correct me if im wrong but...

Clerics are in the shaft SubLv13, Hannah and one Cleric are on SubLv2

Shenyang's ODST are in the lobby and SubLv2, and a group are heading down the shaft

Securia's Marines are in a corridoor next to the shaft in SubLv13

Portshire's Soldiers are in the lobby and SubLv13

Jenrak's men and hounds are in SubLv2

Ollieland's boys are in the shaft in SubLv13

Shenyang's ODST are in the lobby and SubLv2, and a group are heading down the shaft

OOC: The ODST are on Sublv12, and they are coming down to investigate a transmission.

bump

OOC: I've got 4 guys on SL1, a bunch on SL12, and one guy is still alive in SL13.

OOC - bump