The Sciforums Fleet: Zombie Pandemic

meanwhile the crew spots a ship in the distance as they get closer they realize its the retribution a u.s. destroyer ejecting from the escape pods they float down to the ground/deck once onboard they call out''anybody there,hello, anybody''. realizing they won't get a answer they split up into 2 groups leaving a marine to guard their rocket packs. with 2 bridge officers,1 medic and 2 marines per group they set out to explore the abanded ship

 

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while exploring the bow razor is contacted by the marine they left on the deck, this is what they hear'' some sort of human his flesh is rotting away ahhhh! there's more there's at least 30 help their every where. no! nooo! noooooooo! ahhhhhh!(static)

 

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Omega nears Moscow. When he arrives he is startled to see no one there. Omega then wonders: will I ever see Skullkid? The last time I saw him was at the academy. Him and Razor. And with that they headed to St. Petersburg.

 

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upon arriving on the deck they see 30 zombies over thier buddies corpse opening fire they see the other team arrive and also start shooting soon the whole the deck caught in the crossfire. then the other team reports they found survivors on the bridge. talking with them razor manages to convince them to head to moscow

 

upon reaching moscow they see a group of vehichles arrive they blow the fog horn hoping they hear it

 

(out of game)sorry about crossfire one part accidentily got deleted

 

(out of game) zack nick u guys there?

 

noticing that they did not hear them he has the 4 marines and medics stay on the ship while they board the abonded bradley class tank and follow their trail

 

along the way they realize the convoy is going to st. petersburg so they set of on what he hopes is a shortcut

 

going along the shortcut they come to a village stopping briefly to look for food they discover hundreds of zombies, retreating into the bradly they button up. surrounded by the zombies they fire thier cannon into the air and send out a all frequency radio signal hoping to reach the convoy's attention for help

 

Skullkid awakens to find himself surrounded by bodies, debris, and zombie corpses. He tries to shake away his throbbing headache, but it keeps coming back. As he looks around, he sees the town in ruins. "No. This was the last safe zone." he said. "THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!!!" he yelled. He then screams and yells for anyone to answer him. As he looks, he begins to get thoughts in his head. "What if I never see Omega or Razor again?" he says to himself. As he looks, he notices something moving in a pile of rubble. He moves closer to see what it is. As he lifts the rubble up, a zombie jumps out of it! It lunges onto Skullkid with all it's might as it tries to bite him. They struggle for 2 minutes before Skullkid finds his .357 Magnum and presses it to the zombie's temple. As he pulls the trigger, he mutters to himself "I'm sorry. Go to sleep, you bastard." He pulls the trigger and kills the zombie. As he throws the corpse on the floor, he looks back one last time at his 2nd mate and says "I'm sorry." He then checks the .357 for ammo. "3 shots. Damn" Skullkid said. "I'm not gonna live long on this much ammo." he said. "Well. I better find the nearest country, because this one is finished." he said to himself. As he started to walk, he saw a Kar98K and 3 clips of ammo for it in a destroyed crate. "This will come in handy." he said to himself. He grabbed the Kar and the ammo and started to head on his way. As left the town, he saw the radio that was suprisingly not damaged at all. Skullkid picked it up and put out one last radio transmission before he destroyed the radio. This is his last transmission.

Skullkid-This is Captain Skullkid. I am alive, but wounded and stranded somewhere in Switzerland. I am currently attempting to (static) toward Italy. Whoever is hearing this please know that I will not (static) you. I am a friendly and is looking for assistance. By the time you hear this transmission, I will be in (static) so please, don't be afraid to approach me. Again, I will be heading toward (static) so meet me there. Omega, Razor, if you are hearing this, when you find me or the town I was in, I must tell you this. In the (static) a weapon that can help you. It is in a safe in the basement. The combination is (static, transmission ends)

 

not knowing if the convoy heard him. razor attempts to figure out a way to destroy the zombies. then he hears skullkids announcement on the radio razor sent back a message hoping he gets it: this is razor i'm in russia near moscow(static)ounded by zombies(moan) try to get to a port we have a boat (moaans) it can pick you up meet me at st.pet(static, transmission ends) sitting there razor then realizes that the tank's cannon can shoot the zombies. turning he orders his gunner to shoot into the zombies. the cannon turned to the biggest group and fired*boom*boom*boom*suddenly he hears a sound like what he'd heard a chopper sounded like suddenly there it appeared a old chinkoock helicopter. razor then fired his cannon to get thier attention sure enough it stopped and opened it's doors to allow the soliders to shoot the zombies. after just a few minites only a couple were left just enough for razor to disembark the bradley and take care of. when they were all gone the chinchook to land and for razor and their commander to chat they said they just left from st. petersburg. they promised to escort razor there. razor then proceeded to head to st. petersburg one of the few remaining safe havens.

 

upon arriving in the city razor asked the commanding officer if he could go and get his team of the u.s. destroyer, u.s.s. retribution. the commanding officer agreed. razor then sent all but his second mate to fetch them back, along with new crew members to man the destroyer. suddenly he saw something flutter over the wall he caught it. it turned out to be a newspaper old and wrinkled yellowed with age he looked at the date it said 2042. quickly he asked the officer what the date was he replied''its 2044 sir''. razor then collapsed thinking: 2044, so that vortex was a time warp I've heard of those never believed they existed till now.he then pases out.

 

razor wakes up in the citys hospitel he starts. the nurses run over and try calm him down meanwhile he hears a couple of vehichles enter the coumpound but doesn't reconize it's importance untill later then he passed out.

 

his crew however passes over and reconizes omega but the hospital is too far for them to shout out to him so they resolve to tell razor once he wakes up from passing out on the ground. so the chopper continues towards the hospital.

 

razor wakes up and sits up ignoring the throbbing pain he stands up and stumbles to the hospital window looking over the wall he gasps, in front of him he sees thousands of zombies marching towards the city. he runs towards the nearest nurse picking up his sir(standard infrantry rifle) and starts wondering are they already in the city? are they all around us or is it the one side only? have the officers realized their moving torwards the city? he lets the nurse know whats going on then he runs down the stairs doubt appearing in his mind about what he's doing.

 

After 3 days of walking, Skullkid would face his greatest foe yet: hunger. "Damn. I'm so hungry." he grumbled. As he walked, he noticed it was getting cold. "Man, it's cold. Must be because of the fact that I just hiked through the Swiss Alps." he said. As he walked, he decided to look at his map that he found along the way. As he looked he saw he was only 100 miles away from Venice, Italy. "I'm...almost...there..." he said weakly. As he started to walk again, he started to realize that everything was turning......blurry. "What the hell?" he said. "Oh no...hallucination. I...gotta eat...something...fast before...I...". As he said this, he fell to his knees and fell to the floor. When his face hit the ground, he looked around the floor for anything that could help him. Sadly, nothing. "Someone...help...me" he said weakly. As he finished his short sentence, he slipped into unconsciousness.

 

(out of game):
hey nick

 

as razor enters the street he is astounded to see the chaos that surrounds the city. he grabs the nearest soilder and asked him where all the zombies are he responds: the south wall sir. razor then quickly dissapeared into the crowd barley missing his crews arrival.

 

Skullkid awoke to find himself in a cabin in a bed. "Where...am I?" he said. He looked around the cabin. It looked pretty normal to him. Bed, nightstand, gun rack, posters of "Girls Gone Wild". It was just an average cabin. So who lived in it? Skullkid tried to find out. As he got out of bed, he heard somebody talking outside his room. "Who is that?" he said to himself. As he walked toward the door, he decided to dive out through the door and find out who was talking. As he did this, he crashed into the wall and then saw a bunch of people holding Moisin-Nagants and SVT-40s. "Who are you people?" Skullkid said to the group of people. "We are rebels. Part of a resistance that is fighting the zombie threat for the good of humanity." one of the people said. Skullkid was confused. A group of rebels? Fighting zombies? He thought all rebels were against each other. "Well...do you need any help?" Skullkid asked. "Well......maybe." said the rebel leader. "Here." the leader said. He threw Skullkid a PPSH-41. "Amazing." Skullkid said. "Well now. Let's head out and kill some zombies!" yelled the leader. They all yelled with him and then started to head out of the cabin. Skullkid stopped for a moment. "Wait." he said. "Where are we?" he asked. "Why, you are in The Motherland Russia, comrade!" he cheered. Skullkid couldn't believe his ears. He was in Russia! "Wait. Where in Russia?" he said. "50 miles away from St.Petersburg." the leader said. Skullkid was baffled. Skullkid then thought of something. "Wait...that means..." he said. As he thought, he ran outside with the rebels and hunted zombies with them for the hope of humanity.