Whiskey Delta RPG

[Hells Sniper]

~~March 23,2008~~ ~~~HOURS BEFORE THE INFECTION SPREADS~~~ The Government has kept the infection very contained.... until recenty.... Only a few small military bases have been hit... the infection is spreading.... You live your life normally, unaware of the infection.... You are unaware of anything "zombie..." Live your lives normally... THEN THE INFECTION WILL SPREAD. ~~~UNKOWN LOCATION~~~ Jackson moved around the camp. No one was in sight. Jackson: Marcus, Pitt... Move up.. Two soldiers walked past Jackson, turning a corner. Jackson and two others followed. Marcus: Nothing. Sir. Jackson: Building, 100 feet ahead... I see movement. The soldiers rushed to the building, behind the door. Jackson: Breaching...3...2....1.... Jackson kickd the door down, the five of them entered. Pitt: Clear. Jackson: Hallway... Go... Pitt take point. Pitt walked forward, they turned a corner. Pitt: Clear, Sir. Jackson lowered his weapon. Jackson: Marcus, O'Reily... take left... Pitt, Pierman, right.. Pitt: And you, sir? Jackson: I'll check the security feeds. Two soldiers went left, another two went right. Jackson moved forward, he stumbled across a room, a security officer laid dead on the floor. Jackson accessed the security videos, it showed people breaking from cells... attacking scientists. Jackson: Shit... One screen showed a man with blood all over his shirt and mouth, he attacked a security officer, when the officer fell, it began to eat it. Jackson: Fuck.... Pitt! Respond!? The comms were silent. PITT! PIERMAN! Nothing happened. Marcus!.... O'Reily! O'Reily: Sir... Marcus is down... they killed him... they ate.. ate him.... they're... they're... No! Nooo--- Moans and screaming could be heard over the comms. Jackson cocked his pistol, and picked up one of the officers. He dual-wielded them and walked into the doorway. *BEGIN... REMEMBER... THE INFECTION HAS NOT SPREAD TO ANY TOWNS/COMMUNITIES.... ONLY SMALL MILITARY BASES.... GO ABOUT YOUR NORMAL LIFE*