HAVEN. Chapter One: Dead Men Walking. (Started)

[SimpleChimp]

Spoiler: Oh too bad

Your automatic weapons are not that accurate to keep severing brainstems, your just chewing up ammo boys. And about the bank vault.

As the group enters the vault and attempts to lock the door they run into a problem. The vault used to be on a hydraulic pump, but it would seem that early in the days of the infections the vault door was blown open by robbers destroying the hydraulic system, the sanctity of the door, and twisting the portal in which it sat. The squad effectively worked themselves into a corner, and just trapped themselves from being able to use the "ooh shit" grenades. Zombies began to swarm in and effectively filled in the banks lobby.

 

[TheSentinel]

"Fuck. I knew that was a bad idea."

Well, this is it. Everyone is going to die. Actually, more like everyone BUT Sid will die. That's how it always it. Ah, fuck it. Why not go out fighting.

"No use just sitting here. We gotta come up with a plan, and kraggin' fast."

 

[Rawker]

"I'm sorry you guys, I put us in this mess" Gumbo said. "I'm not gonna put forward any ideas for a while. That's IF we get ourselves outta this mess I made."

 

[ToxicPiranah]

Mark pulled the two concusion grenades from his webbing, pulling the pins he shouts to the other "Grenades!" and throws them out the vault door deep into the zombie horde. He then threw himself to one side.

With a roar the grenades explode, the concusive forces pulping all of the zombies in a 20 Meter circle and knocking the rest to the floor, the team in the vault were sheltered from the blast by the thick walls.

 

[SimpleChimp]

The zombies closest to the counter were still able to stand, their balance unimpeded and there equilibrium hardly scathed. The zombies that fell to the flower slowly staggered to there feet. The gun powder hung heavy in the room and amplified the smell of burnt flesh and hair.

They continued to press through the door, the loud noise only drawing more zombies. In the distance the team could still hear the echoed shots of Wolf's Scar-h.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason's shotgun fired in a rythmic fashion:
BOOM,
Cha-*****,
BOOM,
Cha-*****

"Anyone got any C4 or something? Maybe we can blow a hole in this wall and escape" he said over the gunfire.

 

[SimpleChimp]

Spoiler: bank vaults

i'm pretty sure they are built to withstand explosives . . . i kind of designed the first incounter with the "oh shit" shells in mind. But in such a tight space you guys are- for the lack of better words- fucked.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Spoiler: OOC

Well that is why my guy is a computer programmer, and not a bomb technician

 

[Rawker]

"Where is Mr. Wolf? I don't think in the vault with us. Maybe he could make a big ruckus outside and give us enough time to get out of here. Somebody try to get him on the radio. I know I said I wouldn't come up with any ideas, so I'll take someone else's ideas first." Gumbo said, reloading a few shells into his shotgun.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason blasted another zombie down. "What ever we're gonna do, we better do it quick."

 

[SimpleChimp]

Spoiler: ooc

Does no one else have anything to contribute? No body going to try and find the employ exit, or use any grenade launcher rounds?

 

[Nukey]

Kenji quickly unslung his shotgun, firing a shell into a zombies stomach. The monster fell back into the crowd as he ran alongside the rest of the group.

"Use explosives, blow them all to fucking bits!"

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

"Best news I've heard all day" Jason said as he pulled the pins out of two grenades and threw them into the lobby.

 

[SimpleChimp]

High Explosive grenades are nasty little things, they fragment and send red hot metal shrapnel to tear the targets to ribbons. Take this effect, the tight packed zombies, and the combination of shot gun rounds and the squad found an opening out of the bank vault. They would have to be vigilant to fight the horde off as they escaped, but now atleast they were not trapped.

 

[Rawker]

"Well sh-" Gumbo muttered under his breathe. "Why didn't I think of that?" he thought as he threw a grenade out into the rushing swarm. "one Mississippi, two Mississippi, three..." Gumbo was cut short by a an explosion that covered him in zombie bits. "i'll bet that doesn't come out in the wash" Gumbo sighed and pulled the pin on another grenade.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason threw another grenade into the zombie mob. Although more were comming, there was a clear path burnt through the zombies. "Now is our chance" Jason yelled.

 

[TheSentinel]

"Grenade, grenade, where the fuck are my grenades?"

Sid searched himself for his grenades, looking in his pouches and his belts. He finally found one, pulled the pin, and tossed it over the counter. Boom. Everyone else was throwing grenades, and it gave Sid an opportunity to survey the area. At about 20 feet to their right was a door, with a sign reading *FIRE DOOR-ONLY OPEN IN EMERGENCYS*.

"Well, I think this is enough of an emergency. Go to the Fire Door!"

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

"Sounds good" Jason called. Ducking behind the counter to aviod shrapnel, he began making his way to the fire escape. Soon he was at the door. he stood up and kicked it open. Immediatly an alarm went off. "Shit" he yelled, but by now he was too late. He stepped outside and prepared to fight. "Anybody got any frenzy 'nades?" he called back to the team.

 

[ToxicPiranah]

Mark stripped the handle from the front of his weapon, pulled his M203 'nade launcher out, attached and secured it and loaded a frenzy 'nade into the tube. "Sid, stay with scientist!" Mark jogged to join Jason, standing in the street he took aim, and waited for the rest of the group to join them

 

[TheSentinel]

"Got it, boss."

Sid kept low, and ushered the scientists out the door with him as he followed the others.