Resident Evil 40K

by lawrence96

In the grim darkness of the 41st millenium many strange and horrifying things happen on a daily basis, the follwoing account is taken form the investigation of the Emperors holy Inquisiton into one such event. Rated M for violence, and to be safe!

2. Meet the Team

Chapter 1- Meet the Team

Chris Redfield (called Chris by his few friends) sat in the briefing room Adeptus Arbites Building on the planet Raccoon III, a largely forested planet with only one major population centre- Raccoon Prime,

[I] the only thing this planets good for is men, scouts that rival those of the Tanith first-and-only[/I] mused Chris. [I] Scouts and boredom[/I].

Chris was a Kasrkin, the best of what Cadia had to offer, he had personally fought all the evils the universe had to offer, from Orks on Armageddon to Tyranids at Fortress Carcasson. With a figure that inspired fear in many of his foes and an intellect far greater then a normal man, Chris was an marksman, with an aim that rivalled even the legendary Astartes. Chris and his unit were in great demand by every general between here and holy terra.

[I] so what [/I] Chris wondered [I] Am I doing here? On this forest planet in the arse-end of nowhere?[/I]

Chris's thoughts were interrupted when a member of unit entered the room Jill Valentine (known as Jill) the teams machine specialist, respected for her ability to pick virtually any lock they come across, she had also saved the lives of many of the team including Chris's, a debt Chris had yet to repay.

"Hey Chris, any idea what's this ops about?" Jill asked

"no flipping idea Jill, all I know is that we were re-directed to this arse of a planet instead of Kladimer, shame, I was looking forward to blasting some Tau" sighed Chris

"Well we'll find out soon enough, captains on his way" Jill replied as she took a seat.

"Any idea where Barry is?" Chris asked

"Yeah, behind you!" said the giant of a man as he snuck up on the marksman, causing Chris to jump out of his seat and land on the floor with a bang

"Barry! I'll get you for that" Chris grumbled back at his old friend, Barry Burton, the team's huge weapons specialist, responsible for supplying and maintaining the team's weaponry.

"Settle down men, and woman," snapped the teams leader, Albert Wesker, flanked by a weedy man dressed in a yellow combat vest, Brad "chicken heart" Vickers their Valkyrie pilot, and the teams vehicle specialist Joseph Frost.

"Alright everyone take your seats, we've got a rescue mission on our hands" Wesker commanded.

All throughout the room everyone's attention focused on the captain, they had a job to do.