IC- Zombie Apocalypse Chapter 2- The Quick and the Undead

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OOC: Early day- I can post for Ortega, and Duke

T-Bone

"Jesus man" Duke said to Robert. "Place isn't hazardous or nothin', is it?" Said Duke, with a smirk.
"Place didn't seem too awefull sturdy to begin with. Who woulda thought plastic explosives woulda' come incontact with this place?" He asked, attempting to make light of the situation.

Hotel

Manuel Ortega Stood on the balcony, over watching the fields to the north. His weapon's muzzle hanging over the handrail, the pistol grip of the weapon held tightly, his other hand gripping the barrel of the under slung M203. He flicked the fire selector from the vertical position, to the rear horizontal "Safe" position.
 
OOC- Let me know if I have to correct anything on Manalowsky's roll

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In the helicopter-

I don't know. I say it worths to taka a look, if we land on the T-Bone we do save a mile of distance and very precious time.

But Erica still doesn't seems convinced.

On the roof next to the antenna-

Sheen takes a look a the helicopter using his scope.

"Hmm..."

Inside the motel-

"Dang! I'm wasting time! Better check that radio. Everyone is doing something except me."

Manalowsky stops looking around and starts working on the radio. Yet to no result.

"Is this thing ever going to work at all?"
 
Concrete divider -

"Yet guarding those civies is our job. Get with the program, Hockey." Cole replies "As for them skinheads? Sure, many of them have a brain the size of a pea bringing shame to their cause, but I doubt they're stupid enough to engage the USAF... Why would they anyway?"


Outside the diner -

Luke starts to walk the perimeter, familiarising himself with the surroundings and searching for any natural or human obstacles that could be used to their advantage.


In the shelter -

Bob bites his tongue as not to say something about germans and a sense of humour...
 
In The Truck
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Joe remained silent, more worried with making sure the road was clear then exchanging words.
He turned back his attention to the road when he noticed something.

On the Roof
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"You sure you don't want one of use to keep an eye on that heli sargent?" Black calls out.

Between the motel and the T-Bone
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potential lots of potential thought Ramirez maybe more then she knows. Brave doesn't seem fazed at all seems quite rational to considering the circustances. She also seems to really want to help people and is quite sure of herself. He frowns slightly. possibly dangerous mix but not to dangerous. she would be more useful over here then there. "Sir" he leans close to Lereux's ear "perhaps instead we should have her get the doctor over here and have them explain it in english that we can understand. it may also be a good idea to keep them were we can see them" he turns to Mr Foo "I hope you weren't hurt to bad by the grenade anywaydid you see what they had in terms of weapons? also what direction did they go when they left?
 
Concrete Devider

"Sir. Who do you think had the fire-power to threaten the structural integrity of that diner? I'm gonna' have to say the militants. Its not as if we wouldn't have the firepower and traning to knock those skinheads down, but what if they get the drop on us?" Said Hockey, his chin pressed against the M249. " Wouldn't hurt to get some inquiries of the staff. They could provide us some usefull intel." Hockey Sighed. "As for an attack, We could try'n figure out why they hit this place to start with."

Route 30

Wallace Keys the C.B. "Breaker Breaker. Brownson group is West bound on Route 30. Anyone copy?"
 
Concrete divider -

"Hockey, you're my favorite lil' grunt, but sometimes you really bust my balls, you know that?" Cole sighs "Yes, the militia busted up the damn diner, but probably with good reason. Yes, they probably have enough firepower to toy with us for a while. BUT, do you really think anyone is fucking stupid enough to try and tangle with the USAF after we just fuel air bombed an american town?"

"Besides, even if they were dumb enough -which I sincerely doubt- Black and his buttmonkey have the highground in this flatass piece o' shit grassland. No militia is going to hit us before Black deals them a smackdown."

"As for intel I'd love to, but you heard the brass. If I get close to them civies, I'm gonna get my ass chewed by the brass. Again..."

"The militia is NOT our enemy here. So focus on making sure the civies play it nice and look out for more of those infected fuckers."
 
"Guess you're right. I just don't much like pointin' my SAW at a group of Civies though." Said Hockey

"Think its pretty safe to say we've all had a pretty fucked-up mornin'. An' If we need local intel, I'd be more than fuckin' willing ta' ask."

"Think the higher ups are the least of our worries at the moment." Added Hockey lifting his cheek off of his Weapon.
 
At the junkyard gates:

Alice smiled at both David and Jim and said, "You know I love ya both but howbout we concentrate on killing the undead and then once that is over and we get to Idaho we can have lots of time to get to know each other?"
 
In the helicopter-
"I'm sorry, Captain," said Erica Spears, "I couldn't make that last part out. I've got to set down now. Over and out." She shut off the radio. "If we land at the T-Bone we could get killed, or they might not let us take off again. I don't like being on foot any more than you do, but I just don't trust those military guys. I know their type all too well. We're setting down here."

Erica put the chopper down in the clearing with the ease that comes from experience. She then shut off the engine and emerged with Michael and Kimberly.

"I can run a mile in five minutes," she said. "I think you two can move pretty fast too going by what I saw in Brownson. I don't want to leave the chopper unguarded, but those things are only interested in eating people and they should leave it alone if nobody's there. If there are any nasty people in the area, chances are they won't know how to fly this thing. We can flag down the truck when it passes us and explain things. Let's go!"

"Okay," said Kimberly, "I'm with you. I should really get a doctor to look at my bite, and I'm not going to find one around here."

(Michael, roll Spot Hidden.)

On Route 30-
So far, only silence came from the CB.

Joe Barring saw in the truck's rear view mirror that the ghouls that they had passed were slowly but surely following them. Most of them were shambling along, but a few were running at quite a clip. Even so, they couldn't hope to match the rig's pace.

(Joe Barring, roll Idea. If you tell Wallace about this, he should then roll Idea as well.)

West of the motel-
While Thayer worked on reinforcing the partially barricaded stairs, Alanen reached his destination and readied his second Claymore. He started to place it.

(McCain and Ortega, roll Spot Hidden.)

On the roof of the motel-
Sergeant Black and Airman Sheen watched the helicopter descend and land. Through their scopes they could see three people get out, but couldn't make out much from this distance. From ground level they wouldn't have been visible at all now, but up in their perch the snipers could still make them out.

(Black and Sheen may both roll Spot Hidden if they want to take another look around the area, but anyone who does this cannot watch the people at the chopper at the same time.)

In the comm room-
Airman Alexandria Mikhalin examined the communications gear, but it was unlike anything she was used to. "I'm not sure how to work this yet," she said. "It's a wonder it even works at all after all these years." She grinned at Lewis. "Glad we've got you around."

"That's a real bummer," said Goldberg. "Then again, today's been one enormous bummer. Well, at least their chances are better than mine. I'm going to turn into one of them, I know it. If I last how long my buddy did, I've got a little more than an hour left. Do you want to do that relay thing?"

Malone looked at the tools. "Oh, that's what they were trying to do," she said. "They wanted to set up a relay so another station could talk directly with Warren. That will no longer be necessary. We are here to maintain this station for as long as possible, but any intelligence you can provide us would be most appreciated, Mr. Goldberg. You said these infected people are already dead?"

"Yeah, Stephanie realized it when I told her how their heads kept biting even after being cut off and their eyes were red. I don't understand all that science stuff, but she sure does. Do you know about the mosquitos?"

"Are you saying mosquitos can spread the infection?"

"No. I mean they might, I dunno. I'm not talking about your garden variety mosquitos. These things are huge and they come from outer space, man!"

"I...see. Have you been ingesting any mind-altering substances, by any chance?"

"Well, not since last night. I'm clean now, I swear! Look, those things are real! I'm not the only one who's seen 'em. They came out of those meteorite things, and their sting will kill you and turn you into one of those walking corpses."

"Stay on the line. We'll be in touch. Malone out." She had Lewis cut the connection, then asked him and Mikhalin: "Can we believe a word this guy says?"

Outside the room, Igor Malanowski continued fiddling with the radio, but he had no more luck than he had had earlier.

Suddenly, the teletype came to life and the ticker began to run. A piece of paper came out, and Mikhalin picked it up and read the text. She exhaled sharply. "Ma'am," she said, "a missile launch was just detected in the eastern Mediterranean."

"Just one?" asked Malone.

"Just one detected...so far."

The officer nodded. "Lewis, see what you can find out about that."

(Mikhalin, roll Electronics again to familiarize yourself with the system. Lewis, roll Computer Use to try to track the source of the missile launch.)

Southeast of the motel-
Airman Phillips reached the woman's body and looked it over, but he couldn't tell much from his cursory inspection. He could see no indication of whether or not she was infected. "I can't tell anything from here, Sergeant," he reported. "Maybe the docs can get a closer look later. All I can tell is, she's dead. I hope you were right about her being infected, 'cause I'd hate to think we might have killed an innocent, injured civilian. On my way back." He jogged off towards the motel.

Airman Carlos Duran followed the highway west for about 50 yards, and then placed one of the biohazard warning signs in the middle of the road so that anyone approaching could see it before coming within range of the Claymore. Next he would need to head east and set up a sign in that direction too.

Between the motel and the T-Bone-
"Good thinking, Ramirez," said Captain Lereux. "I'd like to talk to this Dr. Hausmann. Get her out here."

"Captain, that really isn't feasible," said Stephanie. "She's injured too and isn't in any condition to go anywhere yet. Besides, it's not exactly safe standing out here in the open. Any of you are welcome to come with me and see her."

"Injured, you say? Is she infected?"

"Not to my knowledge," said Stephanie carefully. "Look, we've wasted enough time here. We need to get back there and help her, and get that computer in her hands so she can find a cure!"

Zorie Spooner nodded. "I don't know why you're so suspicious of Stephanie. I think she's only trying to help. There are people who need medical treatment."

Lereux frowned at her. "I did not ask for your opinion. I know you're not military, but as long as you're attached to my unit you will respect my decisions." He turned to Angela Blanco. "Doctor, see that your assistant understands this. If you want to go examine the civilians, nobody is stopping you, but these computers stay with me until I can be sure of what's on them."

"Sir, what if Stephanie is right?" said Lt. Blanco. "We can't afford unnecessary delays in dealing with this crisis. It'll take hours to search those hard drives thoroughly."

He looked at the screen. "Judging from what's on this text file, I don't think we need to worry. Dr. Hausmann appears to be a complete loon."

"If you knew her," said Stephanie, "you wouldn't say that. She's brilliant and quite sane, I assure you."

"Did you read this?"

"I only got a brief glimpse of it before you yanked it away from me, but she left me that note so I could finish her work in the event of her death. It's quite personal, and even I shouldn't be reading it at this time. As for the...other things, I take her at her word. After everything I've seen today, I can believe them."

Meanwhile, Mr. Foo spoke to Ramirez. "Thank you, Mr. Ramirez," he said. "I am practically good as new. Not much of the shrapnel hit me. Those are excellent questions you asked. I mentioned the satchel charge and the M-16/203 already. Their leader, Buzz also had an M79 grenade launcher and a heavy pistol. The others had shotguns, and they all had hand grenades. They came and left in a white pickup truck. I don't know where they got all of that fancy hardware, but it sure wasn't in any surplus store. I know that Buzz, Horst, and some of the other PMS members are former military. Maybe they still had connections. I did not see which direction they left in, as I was otherwise occupied at the time, but I'd imagine they returned to their compound."

"I was up on the roof and I saw them leave," added Stephanie. "They followed that dirt road to the north."

"Yes, that leads to the compound. If you follow the road a few miles, past Route 30 and the river, you'll come to a turnoff to the northwest with a warning sign. That leads right to it."

"That's all we need," muttered Lereux. "A bunch of racist nutjobs with heavy firepower. Well, if they show up here they'll be sorry they ever messed with the United States Air Force. If they don't, they're no concern of mine." He went back to inspecting the contents of the laptop. "What the- Why the hell does Hausmann have a state-of-the-art decryption program on her computer? You said she's with the CDC, but this is something even the NSA would be drooling over."

"I didn't even know it was there," said Stephanie. "Anyway, you saw what her note said."

"I don't believe that for a second. Those are the ravings of a madwoman, or at best an elaborate cover story. I want answers, and I want them now!"

(Zorie Spooner, roll Idea.)

Near the junkyard-
"Yeah," said David, "let's get this show on the road. The sooner we get going, the sooner we reach Idaho. There will be time for fun and games later." He led Alice and Jimmy around the north side of the diner, and they came out on the west, close to the dirt road. The garage was just south of them, with Wallace's tanker parked partway out of one of the bays. The junkyard entrance was to the north.

(Alice, roll Listen. Since she doesn't have the skill, roll against the base skill of 25%.)

Luke's patrol route also took him to the west side of the T-Bone, around the southwest corner and close to the gas pumps and garage entrance.

(Luke, roll Listen.)

East of the diner-
Randall turned to Willie and Samantha. "Maybe there's something we could be doing to help out," he said. "I'm kind of curious to see what's downstairs myself. Anyone interested in tagging along?"

Mrs. Foo shook her head. "I sorry, but I too old for that sort of thing." She looked around the corner again. "There's my husband and Missy Ellen! They with those people in orange suits. They look like they coming here, but they stop. Why they stop?"

"Maybe I could go have a chat with them," suggested Rosie.

On the roof of the T-Bone-
Beth looked all around, cradling her rifle nervously. She saw the helicopter land in the clearing about a mile to the north. "Hey!" she called to those on the east side of the diner below her. "A chopper just landed nearby, to the north. Could be that State Police chopper the others were talking about."

In the diner-
"Hazardous?" asked Robert. "Well, the whole world is hazardous. Actually, the diner was rather sturdy. It was built to withstand tornados, after all, but a block of C-4 will damage just about anything. The garage is still intact, though, as is that underground prison. When we're done here, you want to go back and check it out some more?"

Gary looked over his work approvingly. "I'll just be another minute or so," he said. He examined the work Robert and Duke had been doing. "Looks like you two are about done there. Good job. If you want to go down and look around, that's fine. We also have to think about the food in the fridge and freezers. It'll go bad if we don't get some power on there soon. You said there was a generator downstairs, so maybe we can run a line upstairs and juice the cold storage unit. I think David also mentioned something about generators in his truck, but we might need those where we're going."

Underneath the T-Bone-
Kerry continued to drink the soda. Some color was returning to her face, but her stare was just as blank as ever.

"Why don't I head on up with the weapons?" said Mitchell, picking up the second crate of guns. "You can come up whenever you're ready."

"Sounds good," said Bo, nodding. Mitchell started up the stairs, while Dr. Hausmann opened up the medical kit and examined his wound, clicking her tongue. She had the bullet out in short order. Then she put fresh bandages on the wound, and patched it up almost completely. "Thanks, that helped a lot. Now it's just a bit sore." He put his vest and shirt back on.

"The soreness will last for a day or two, but you will be okay. Just try not to get shot again."

"I'll do my best," he said, grinning. With her and Sally's help, he stood back up and dusted himself off.

"You want to keep it, as a souvenir?" Dr. Hausmann offered him the flattened .357 slug.

"Nah, toss it. It's just extra weight. I'd rather carry ammo I can still use."
 
In the basement:
Jim asked, "Dr, is there anything I could be doing that was better for the compound. I do not mind guarding you but I am getting kind of antsy and would like to examine the subbasement with or without anyone's help although I do appreciate someone with me to back me up." Jim waited for an answer.

At the northwest corner of the motel, ground level:
McCain paced back and forth as he heard the radio report come in from Phillips. He said, "Thanks for the report Airmen but this is the only warning you get. Never question my orders, is that understood? Or do you need some time on KP to get it through your thick skull. That goes for everyone! I would rather kill 1,000 innocents then allow one infected person here to kill any of us!"
McCain then sighed and looked out into the field but did not see anything to concern him.

At the Junkyard Gates:
Alice smiled at David as she looked around the area. The wind blew through the area and Alice paused to listen to see if she heard anything. but she did not hear anything to be concerned about.
"Well, David and Jim, shall we venture into this place?"

In the Comm Room:
As Lewis walked over to the computer he said, "Lt, maybe we should believe what we hear from the locals for now. After all they have been on the ground for 24 hours fighting these things so they should know what is going on.
Lewis then sat down at the computer and used it to track where the missle was fired from. "Ah I think I found it," he said.
 
On patrol -

Luke carefully and attentively continues along his patrol path, but hears nothing unusual (which is not much of a surprise with the reconstruction works nearby and the chatter).


Underneath the T-Bone -

Bob remains where he is, guarding the lower access gate.


Concrete divider -

"The State Trooper helo has touched down, well outside our perimeter." Cole says on the radio, as he had continued to watch the chopper "It might be wise to warn them about the claymores, sir. I'd rather use them to blow up infected motherfuckers than healthy civies."
 
Concrete Divider

Justin Hockey Remains behind the M249, Trying to stay vigilant.

Diner

"Sounds Good man, Lets take care of the cold storage and then head on down. Maybe we should gather a few others first, though." Said Duke.

Route 30

Wallace waits a moment, and then try's the CB again. "Breaker Breaker, B-G West bound on Route 30, Anyone copy?"

Hotel

Ortega Continued his guard duty, his right arm propped on the Balcony's rail. His eyes scanning the flatland below.
 
On the road north-
Erica Spears, Kimberly, and Michael began to jog south alongside the dirt road leading back to the T-Bone. As they passed a small hill, Erica spotted a zombie coming around it and walking towards them, arms outstretched. "There's another one!" she shouted, pointing it out. It was about fifteen yards off and closing.

Kimberly raised her shotgun instinctively and fired, but the blast went wide. Erica also squeezed off a pair of shots, striking home with one and narrowly missing with the other. She caused extensive damage, knocking the creature off of its feet, but it still crawled relentlessly towards them.

(Michael may shoot and try to finish the zombie off, but it's also possible to outrun it.)

On Route 30-
The truck approached the turnoff to the dirt road leading south back to the T-Bone. Baldwin eased up on the accelerator and rounded the bend.

(Wallace and Joe Barring, roll Spot Hidden. They may also roll Idea concerning the zombies following the truck.)

West of the motel-
Alanen was still having difficulty placing the second mine. Distracted, he didn't notice anything. Neither did Thayer, who was busy building up the barricade.

(Ortega, roll Spot Hidden.)

On the roof of the motel-
Black and Sheen watched the three people leave the helicopter and start running south, and they saw one of them gun down what appeared to be an infected person.

(Black and Sheen roll Spot Hidden. Please specify in which direction each of you is looking.)

In the comm room-
"Maybe," said Malone, "but I'm just not sure this Goldberg is reliable. By his own admission he has been using psychoactive drugs."

By analyzing the missile's trajectory, Lewis was able to trace it back to its point of origin. It had definitely been launched from a submarine, but there was no way to tell which nationality it was and it had already submerged. He also could see the missile's course - it was heading directly for Istanbul.

Seconds later, an alarm buzzed twice and a report came in alerting them that Istanbul had been obliterated by a nuclear blast over the city.

"Connect me to Warren, now!" said Malone. When Lewis made the connection for her, she went on. "Colonel Carmichael, this is Lieutenant Malone. Istanbul just went nuclear, sir! Over."

"This is Carmichael," came the reply. "That's exactly what I didn't want to hear. Any idea who did it?"

"None yet, sir. It could have been an ally, trying to stop the spread of the infection. From what we've found out, though, they'd only hasten it. We're paying a hell of a strategic price too; no shipping can pass through the straits for a long time. If the Russians did it..." She didn't need to finish the sentence.

"Find out, and fast. I'll inform the CO; I have a feeling he'll be very anxious about this. Let me know as soon as you learn anything. This is your top priority."

"Understood, sir. Malone out." She turned to Lewis and Mikhalin. "Let's see if we can use this thing to listen in on the Russians. If they're behind this, we need to know."

"Yes, ma'am," said Alexandria Mikhalin. She finally became accustomed to the communications gear and began listening in on Russian communications. They were sporadic due to the crisis, but there seemed to be a lot of chatter even so.

(Mikhalin, roll Russian to understand what the Russians are saying. If Lewis, Mikhalin, or Malanowski want to try to convince Malone to trust Goldberg, roll Persuade - base skill level is 15%.)

Southeast of the motel-
"I'm not questioning your orders, Sergeant," said Phillips as he ran back to the motel. "I was just advising caution. I'm on my way back now." He rounded the southwest corner, but didn't see anything unusual in the grass. He joined Thayer and began working on the barricade. With the two of them working together, it would take them about five minutes to finish the job.

Duran moved down I-80 to the east, and when he was a short distance past the turnoff to the T-Bone he set up the second biohazard warning sign to deter traffic coming from the east. Then he headed north towards the dirt road so he could plant his second mine.

Between the motel and the T-Bone-
(Cole and Hockey, roll Spot Hidden.)

Lereux got on the radio to the State Police chopper. "Be advised that we are planting land mines around the perimeter," he said. "If you attempt to come here overland, you will be placing yourselves in danger. Launch your chopper again and fly here." There was, however, no reply. The helicopter crew was already out of earshot.

"I wish I had answers," said Stephanie, "but only Dr. Hausmann can give them to you. Please, we're wasting time."

"I have too many things to do to go talk to her, and I'm not an expert on the subject. Good thing I have some experts here. Okay, here's what we'll do. Blanco, you, your assistant, and Mr. Ramirez will accompany Ms. Bridges and the others to the diner, where you will get the truth out of Hausmann and learn whatever else you can."

"What about our computers, Captain? We need them back!"

Lereux shook his head. "Hausmann is going to have to come clean before I can even consider that. Blanco, you and Spooner keep going through the files on the computer you've got when you have time. Ramirez, you're good with computers too." He powered down the laptop and handed it to Ramirez. "Get Hausmann to show you what this is all about. I want to make this perfectly clear: you are to retain custody of these computers, and under no circumstances are you to return them without my explicit approval. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir," said Angela Blanco. She shut down Stephanie's computer and started to wrap the foil around it again and put it back into its carrying case.

"Good. Report back when you have something." Lereux headed back towards the motel.

Stephanie stood up again, sighing. "Let's get moving, then. My friends have waited too long as it is, and I don't like standing out here in the open."

Near the junkyard-
David didn't hear anything either, and turned to the entrance to the junkyard. "Okay, let's go in."

Jimmy shrugged, having also not noticed anything. He followed David and Alice through the gap in the fence and into the maze of wrecked cars and assorted junk. The three of them began to search for the part they needed to repair Wallace's tanker.

(Alice, roll Listen and Spot Hidden. Again, the base levels for both skills are 25%.)

Luke made his way around the garage on the north side, continuing his patrol.

(Luke, roll Spot Hidden.)

East of the diner-
"Looks like a bunch of those people are starting to come this way," said Rosie. "There's Mr. Foo with them. I'll go out to meet them."

"I come too," said Mrs. Foo. Rosie took her by the arm and helped her walk around the corner and across the parking lot.

"Well, I'm heading downstairs," said Randall. "If you want to come with, follow me." He went inside the diner.

On the roof of the T-Bone-
Beth kept looking to the north, and just caught sight of Baldwin's rig turning onto the dirt road in the distance and coming south. "Hey, the truck's coming back!" she called.

In the diner-
As Mitchell emerged from the stairs below with his crate, Randall passed him. "I'm going down to have a look around. Anyone want to come with?"

"Yeah, let's go," said Robert. He and Duke went down the stairs with him. "Gary's going to try to connect the power from that generator to the fridge so our food won't spoil, but I'm no good with that sort of thing."

"Yeah, me neither."

Gary finished reinforcing the ceiling above the liquor closet and brushed off his hands. "There, that should do it," he said, starting down the stairs.

Underneath the T-Bone-
Randall, Robert, and Duke entered the warehouse as Bo stood up and headed for the stairs. "What's going on up there?" he asked.

"Those Air Force guys moved into the motel pretty fast and set up shop," said Randall. He told everyone about his encounter with Cole and his suspicions. "They're certainly better equipped than we are to fight off the zombies, but if they decide we're a danger to them, who's going to protect us from them?"

"I'd better get up there and go find Stephanie," said Bo. He headed upstairs.

"So, anyone want to explore that underground complex with us?"

Lynne sidled up to Duke, smiling. "I'm game if you are," she said.

"I don't know about this," said Dr. Hausmann. "You don't know what could be down there. Maybe more of those things, maybe worse."

"Well, we won't know unless we look, will we?" said Sally as she finished cleaning her pistol. "I'd sure like to go."

Hausmann frowned. "If you must go, be careful. If you run into any trouble come back. I'll look after our patients. I've done just about everything I can for Azadeh, but I may be able to help Bob some more." She examined him again and once more did an expert job, carefully removing stray fragments of shrapnel from the grenade that had wounded him. Bob felt greatly relieved immediately. "There, is gut now. You are still hurt some, but you should be able to move around freely. In a few days you should be completely better."

(I've decided to allow 1d3 HP of healing from both First Aid and Medicine to be applied to each injury, though the total they heal cannot exceed the damage taken in that injury. The first Medicine roll was to treat Bob's second injury of 3 damage and healed it fully, so no First Aid is needed. He was lucky again with the second roll, which heals 3 more damage on top of the 2 he got from First Aid out of the 8 damage he took from the grenade. He is now at 13 HP out of 16. I accidentally pressed the wrong keys entering his name at Invisible Castle, but I'm not going to reroll it since the result might not be so good next time.

Jim Kerr, if you want to try to get Dr. Hausmann to let you explore the complex, roll Fast Talk.)

Kerry began to slowly nibble at the food she had been given, seemingly oblivious to the events going on around her.
 
re: update 2-3-06

OCC-I for one would like to see this game go faster with a couple of major updates a week. But that is my opinion of course.
IC-
In the Communication Room:
Lewis listened to the Russian for a few seconds but since he could not understand he went over to Mahone and said, "Ma'am, I think that the people on the ground know a bit more in this case what had been going on more then us. We should listen to them and not be like General Custer who refused to listen to his scouts and got his whole command wiped out." Lewis saw that his words were not getting through. He sighed, walked away, and sat down in a nearby chair.

in the Junkyard
Alice walked away from the group a bit but looked back to make sure that David was not staring to close at her. "Ugh, imagine he thinks he is going to get some!" she thought and then imagined what his face would look like when back home she was locking the door from him and forcing him to sleep in the truck. Alice smiled and laughed silently. She then stopped to look around and listen. She did not hear anything but out of the corner of her eye thought she saw something. She turned that way and begin to walk toward it.


in the basement below the diner
Jim streatched and went over to Dr. Hausmann. "Dr, I am not a medical person, I am a police officer. My skills lay in going down to help invetegate what remains downstairs. I need to do this as you need to heal people. Please let me go!" He saw that there was just no way the good doctor was going to let him go. "To hell with this, I am going anyway!" He walked over toward the group that was going and waited.

motel
McCain walked around for a minute stretching his tried legs. He paused to glance at the field and saw something. Not only that he heard something also. McCain got on his radio, "My men, I see something in the field. Does anyone else? Also how is the barricade coming because I think we are going to need it soon"
McCain then ran over to the barricade and began to help build it.
 
OCC- A small update now, and a big one coming this weekend. Thanks for posting, Stompie and Fearlessfred. I hope to have more than one update next week.

IC-
On Route 30-

Wallace spotted the State Police helicopter in a flat clearing a short distance south of the turnoff, just off the dirt road leading to the T-Bone. He could see that the people had gotten out of it and were running south along the road. He saw Erica Spears shoot down a ghoul and keep running.

It occurred to both Wallace and Joe Barring that the zombies were still following the truck. Though they could not hope to catch it as long as it kept moving, they wondered how far they would keep pursuing it.

Baldwin rounded the corner and started south along the road. "Almost there, fellas," he said.

West of the motel-
Sergeant McCain heard a rustling sound coming from the field to the west. When he looked in that direction, he saw what appeared to be a wolf or a coyote about 80 yards west of the motel, and it was closing fast, heading straight for the unaware Corporal Alanen, who looked up but could not see the beast charging at him.

"It'll be another five minutes or so, Sarge," said Thayer, peering out into the field as he worked. He instantly caught sight of the canine creature rushing Alanen. "I see it too! Some kind of coyote. Looks like something took a chunk out of its rump. How is it even still alive?" He readied his M-16 and took aim.

(Only someone who has passed their Spot Hidden roll looking at the grass west of the motel may take a shot at the coyote before the next round. This means McCain and Thayer, and possibly Sheen if he looks that way and passes his roll. The range is 80 yards, so you're looking at a rifle shot. Thayer's Rifle skill is missing from his character sheet, so unless Welsh gets back to me by the time I update I'll assume it's 60% like his other weapon skills.

The coyote is moving very fast and is hard to see, so there is a -15% skill penalty for this roll. There is a further -5% penalty for shooting at the head, for a total penalty of -20%.)

In the comm room-
"I'm going to need a bit more proof before I believe a stoner who tells me that mosquitos from outer space are stinging people and the dead are coming back to life," said Malone, "especially when he's been infected with an unknown pathogen that could also be affecting his mental state. For all we know, the station in Hawaii has been compromised too. Right now I need to focus on the situation in Istanbul."

Between the motel and the T-Bone-
Airman Justin Hockey could see three people in the distance to the north, running south along the dirt road. One of them shot a man from close range, dropping him.

"Thanks, Javier," said Stephanie. "You'll want to wrap the foil around the laptop again and put it back in the carrying case." She led the way towards the ruined diner, to the east.

At the junkyard-
Alice spotted the part they were looking for while searching through the junkyard. It was wedged among three tall piles of junk that towered above her head like enormous snowdrifts. She bent down and tried to lift it, but it was too heavy for her to carry.

"Hey, don't get too far ahead, babe," said David. "Let me get that." He hurried after her, not paying attention to his surroundings. Jimmy thought he heard something, but couldn't be sure and chalked it up to his imagination and nervousness. He followed David deeper into the junkyard.

Underneath the T-Bone-
Dr. Hausmann gave Jim Kerr a very upset look. "Your first duty is to protect me, remember, and I am not going down there without an extremely good reason." She sighed. "If you really want to explore that place, wait until Trooper Richards gets back with Stephanie before you go in, but I would advise against it. Bob, can you talk some sense into him?"

"Good thinking," said Robert. "The generator is powering the lights, but it could be dark further in. However, I wouldn't want to go down there with an open flame. Who knows what kind of flammable stuff is there, possibly even gas. No need to mess around with lanterns; this is the 21st century." He looked around the warehouse, and found a box containing flashlights. "I think these will do nicely. There's even a bunch of batteries stored in here." Robert opened up the box and began handing out flashlights and batteries.
 
Concrete Devider

" Armed Civies headed our way! Their dropping Tango's. Orders?!"

Underneath the T-bone

"Hadn't thought about Gas. What about our leathal friend Carbon Monoxide? We could breathe that shit for an hour, and not even know it. Go out in a peacefull dream... Err- Thats not a good thing."
 
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occ: okay for some reason my post did not get posted. So if it appears then i will erase this but otherwise here is what my characters do!

IC
In the Comm Room:
Lewis stood up at attention, saluted Mahone and shouted, "Yes Ma'Am!" He then sat down and began wondering in his head why in the heck they were here and if he would ever see his family and friends again.

In the Junkyard:
Alice swore quietly, turned around, and looking at David said, "I am not your lover, I am not your girlfriend, do not treat me like some damsel in distress. I went to Duke University for my BA and Georgetown University for my PhD. I have taught at many schools including UNC, Nortre Dame, and the University of Illinois at Springfield. I am very smart and do not need you to sweep in and help me unless I ask. Now can you PLEASE help me lift this thing up!"

In the warehouse basement:
Jim stared hard at Dr. Hausmann. He said, "Ma'am, I came here on a lark with my best buddy. He was killed by these creatures. If the answer to why he died is down in the basement then I will find it. Do not try to stop me, you are fine here and do not need me to guard you at this time. The creatures will most likley come from below anyway so the best way to guard you is to go below right?"

West side of motel:
McCain saw the wolf charging and hefting his M-4 to his shoulder breathed slowly tracking the wolf. On his radio mike he said, "Taking aim at the head." He then slowly squezzed the trigger and fired. he saw the bullet hit the wolf in the head and he saw the wolf go down. Looking through his site, he saw that the wolf was mortally wounded. On his radio he said, "Wolf down, someone finish him off"
 
OCC- Actually, Black did not see the truck last round since he failed his Spot Hidden roll badly. I'll edit that out of my earlier post. This round, though, he can see it without needing to roll. McCain didn't quite do enough damage to finish the coyote off.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that the snipers can roll Spot Hidden before, so I added that below.

IC-
On the north road-
As Baldwin drove his truck south down the dirt road leading back to the T-Bone, he saw Erica, Kimberly, and Michael running south a short distance ahead of him. He slowed down as he approached them, and they stopped, turned around, and flagged him down. He stopped the truck beside them. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked. "Why didn't you land at the T-Bone?"

"You didn't see those military choppers or the smoke coming from the diner?" asked Erica. "Some guy calling himself Captain Lereux tried to get me to land there, but there's something way off about him. I used to be in the Air Force, and I don't trust him - or officers in general, for that matter."

"Well, it ain't safe to walk around out here. I think I can squeeze everyone into the cab, but it'll be tight."

"Thanks, man," said Kimberly. "I need to get my bite looked at. I did what I could, but I ought to see a doctor. You gents want to make room for us?"

West of the motel-
"Nice shooting, Sarge," said Thayer, still pointing his rifle at the beast's head. "What the- I don't know how, but it's still moving!" He squeezed the trigger, blowing another hole in the coyote's head and severing it from the neck. "Hoo-rah! Got the critter good!"

"Thanks, guys!" called Alanen. "That coyote must have been infected, or it never would have been tough enough to survive that first shot." He finished arming and placing the Claymore, then jogged off to the south.

Phillips continued to work on the barricade.

(Because Thayer fired this round, he was too busy to work on the barricade. It will still take five rounds for two men to finish the partially barricaded stairway, or nine rounds for one man. He will resume working next round unless he gets orders to the contrary. Note that someone working on the barricade can't also be watching the field.

McCain and Ortega, roll Spot Hidden.)

On the roof of the motel-
As Sergeant Black watched the running people on the north road, he saw a massive semi pull up alongside them, also heading south. It looked like the people were starting to get aboard the truck.

(Black and Sheen, roll Spot Hidden.)

In the comm room-
A stream of rapid Russian speech came in over the speakers. Neither Lewis nor Malanowski knew the language, but the voices sounded very anxious. Mikhalin did know Russian, but the people were speaking way too fast for her to understand what they were saying. "Ma'am, I'm not sure what they're saying," she said.

"Neither am I," said Malone with a frown. Though her knowledge of the Russian language was excellent, the people speaking had thick regional dialects that she just couldn't penetrate. "This is really bad. We have to know whether or not the Russians nuked Istanbul. Turkey's a member of NATO, and any attack on them is an attack on us. If they're responsible, that means World War III."

At that moment, Captain Lereux entered the motel and went over to the comm room. "What's the situation, Lieutenant?" he asked.

"Sir, Istanbul just went nuclear a minute ago and we don't know who's responsible. We're trying to use the communications gear to eavesdrop on Russian traffic, but none of us can make out anything from their chatter. We made contact with base earlier, and Lieutenant Colonel Carmichael ordered us to find out who launched the nuke."

(Lewis, Mikhalin, and Malanowski, roll Idea.)

Between the motel and the T-Bone-
Hockey sees the truck pull up by the three people on the dirt road, a little more than half a mile to the north.

Stephanie led the survivors from the motel, the orange-suited medical researchers, and Ramirez across the dirt road and into the parking lot, heading for the diner. Duran passed them as he ran north along the road. He noticed nothing as he followed the road. Once he was a safe distance past the garage and junkyard entrance, he knelt down and started to prepare his second Claymore.

As the people approached the diner, they saw Rosie leading Mrs. Foo around the south side. The elderly woman and her husband smiled with relief when they caught sight of each other. Just as the waitress and the old Chinese woman reached the diner's entrance, Trooper Bo Richards emerged from the ruined storefront. "Stephanie!" he called, waving.

"Hey, Bo!" she shouted back, her eyes lighting up. They had only been separated for an hour or so, but it had felt like forever and she hadn't known if they would ever be reunited. "How is Dr. Hausmann?"

"Her arm's broken, but I think she'll be okay. She's inside, and she'd like to see you."

Stephanie ran towards him as Rosie stepped forward and spoke to the new arrivals. "Can I help you folks?" asked the waitress.

In the junkyard-
Alice, David, and Jimmy were too distracted to notice the zombie behind the junk piles until it was too late. Its legs were crippled, but its upper body was intact and it crawled out and came up behind Alice just as she finished speaking. It tried to grab and bite her ankle, but lacked the coordination to hold on.

"Look out!" cried Jimmy, managing to keep his hands steady and raising his shotgun. David also stayed cool and aimed his pistol at the thing's head.

(Alice, roll Sanity. Failing the roll costs 1d10 Sanity points, and any loss of 5 or more results in temporary insanity.)

Jimmy fired first, but the shot went wide and harmlessly peppered the junk pile behind the ghoul. David performed a double tap and put both bullets into the monster's skull, rendering it motionless. He calmly blew smoke from the barrel of his Sig Sauer, turned the safety back on, and holstered it. "Don't bother to thank me for saving your life or anything," he said. "All in a day's work." He bent down and picked up the heavy part with ease, only grunting a little. "There," he said with a grin. "I'm very good at lifting things up. Now let's blow this popsicle stand before any more of them come around."

East of the diner-
As Luke neared the east side of the diner on his patrol, he and everyone else outside heard the gunshots coming from the junkyard. At the same time, Mitchell emerged from the back door and set his crate of weapons down next to the other one. "What's going on?" he asked.

(Luke, Willie, and Samantha may each roll Spot Hidden if they stay and look around. If they head for the junkyard to investigate the shots, or anywhere else, they do not get to roll.)

On the roof of the T-Bone-
Beth watched the truck coming back from the north road and saw it stop. She could make out Erica, Kimberly, and Michael standing next to it. "The truck just stopped a little over half a mile to the north," she told the people below. "I see Kimberly and a couple of strangers next to it. It looks like they're getting in."

Underneath the T-Bone-
Dr. Hausmann looked like she was about to cry. "It wasn't those creatures that killed poor Sean, it was an evil man with a gun. And the creatures could come from above or below, but almost all of them have come from above so far. All we have to do to keep them from coming at us from down there is to keep that gate locked.

"If you want to find out why these creatures are rising up and stop them, the best way to do that is to keep me alive and get me to Omaha so I can finish my work. Going down there will achieve nothing towards that end and will only place you in danger. I do not think it is wise to take unnecessary risks."

(Jim Kerr, roll Psychology. Bob Larkin may also roll, though he would use his base skill of 5%.)

Gary came downstairs and saw Azadeh stirring. "Oh, good," he said, "you're awake. I'm glad the doc and the nurse were able to help you out." Azadeh nodded in thanks. Gary looked around. "Where's this generator, guys?"

"I'm not sure," said Robert, "but the switch that turned it on is in the room just past the locked gate."

"Okay, I'll come with you that far. Maybe I'll find some way to run a line from there upstairs."

Kerry kept eating, taking larger and larger bites, and was soon wolfing down food like she hadn't eaten in days - which it seemed she hadn't.

"Come on, boy," said Robert as he bent down and scratched Max behind the ear. The dog reluctantly opened his eyes and started to move. He kept his distance from Lynne, glancing at her warily, and stayed at Robert's side.

Lynne put her flashlight in her purse, then led the way to the locked gate and used the key to open it. "Lead the way, fellas," she said. Robert, Max, and Duke went in first, followed by Randall and Gary, with Sally behind them. Each of them (except for the dog, of course) had a flashlight, but with the lights on there was no need for them yet.
 
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