Okay everyone, Chapter 36 is up and ready. For those of you who thought this chapter might be an announcement. I guess I tricked you. This chapter is the product of a guy with an idea, a copy of Black Ops, and the Zombies Soundtrack... and the reviews I get from you guys. Well that's all for me talking.
"Samantha, chuck that one near Woods!" Richtofen cries out, spotting the SOG Sarg smash a skull with his Commando. The girl does so and suddenly Frank's Commando gets enveloped in a blue light before becoming engraved in strange markings on black metal. He brings his gun up to the zombies and 'pew pew' sounds out from the barrel.
"Once he uses the last clip, it will switch back to a normal Commando." Richtofen cries out as Woods shoots with his 'Predator', killing three times the amount of undead with his new gun. Gwen, I notice, mans an M60 with an ACOG; raining hell on the lumbering bodies while the other marines regroup and reload. All of us use this time to pack-a-punch one of our own guns. I toss in the Commando, Silver puts in her Galil, Patrick his RPK, Carly the AUG, Sam her Stoner, Mason his MAC, Tank's M16, Nikolai's SPAS, Tak's Kiparus and the kraut's HK-21.
"Teleporter One is now online. Please follow the Doctor to the teleporter and follow his instructions. Please remember to wipe your feet and thank the doctor for his vunderbar brilliance. That's right; I'm talking to you Dempsey." The loudspeakers announce as the teleporter pad comes to life in flashes of electricity.
"Samantha, help me with this," Richtofen says as he tries to hook up some metal plates to a machine. The girl goes over to the German and helps fit the plates into the correct clamps.
"Yes! This is all going according to plan!" Richtofen mumbles to himself as he starts typing on the keyboard, after putting the golden rod and focusing stone in between the clamps. Mason gets everyone else to set up charges outside the receiving bay in order to keep the zombies from interrupting him.
"ACCESS GRANTED. GREETINGS EDWARD. WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?" The computer asks in an automated tone.
"What is it that brought this obsession with American women? All they do is play games! No matter… Time to charge up the Kassimir Mechanism... carry the one..." The doctor continues to type up command codes, his fingers a blur as he moves. Then the computer screen turns green.
"ACCESS GRANTED. SWITCHING RELAY TO SECTOR 1-1-5 -" Suddenly it turns red and the three of us (Sam, Edward and I) hear another voice.
"ACCESS DENIED... Richtofen..." Maxis's voice sounds out from the speakers.
"What is happening? Scanning for haxors." Richtofen continues to type up the codes.
"You fool! I should never have trusted you!" Maxis's voice speaks out again.
"Maxis… How on earth did you get into the machine! No matter."
"I know what you are up to and I will not allow you to stop me!"
"You should never have kept the DG-2 from production, you should have never have tried to steal the plans for the MDT! We were supposed to help the human condition, not destroy it!"
"Stop lying Edward; I know what your plan was all along. Why you originally wanted to come to Griffon Station. And I know you will not succeed; you have grown too soft, too attached to some small kittens. I will complete what you started all those years ago! Project FEAR will be completed on schedule."
"Perhaps, but you will dead long before that," Richtofen says in a mocking tone. "And your little girl isn't going to help you... ahh... She was part of the madness! Ahh... Not I."
"She will never trust you Edward! The zombies will still run amock! I will complete this! They will never trust you! You will be killed no matter what; by your friends or the zombies. If only Hitler could see what I have…"
"And Control, Alt, Delete. Goodbye, Dr. Maxis." The computer screen goes green again and black words appear: "SECURITY OVERRIDE ACTIVE." Richtofen grabs the fused rod and attaches it to his belt.
"It's Mine! Finally it's mine!" "Hey if you're done playing your game kraut then get over here!" Tank cries out from in the doorway, blowing holes with his AUG's masterkey.
"Ja ja, I'm done." The Doc replies, taking out his two CZ's and blowing more holes into the zombies. "Ze doctor prescribes you… PAIN!" I suddenly find myself forced outside by the zombies, Takeo at my side. He actually does well with his punched Kiparus before he pulls out his crossbow. While I fend off the cadavers, both of us backing towards Tunnel 11, Takeo pulls back the string and clicks a bolt into the slide.
"Damnit!" I curse and flip the magazine around to continue my assault with Predator. Then the Imperial's bow 'twangs', sending the explosive-tipped projectile forward and spearing itself in the zombies. A blinking green light flashes before the corpse-kabob explodes like fireworks.
"This reapon is homorable.. and it definetry can kick ass," Takeo says with a hint of humor. I laugh at the Imperial's joke while opening Tunnel 11. My helmet is removed upon entering the air-filled chamber. When a zombie lumbers towards me, Masaki blows its head off with his Commando. Then I load a few incindiaries into my SPAS, burning up a few undead as Tak charges at another zombie; his bayonet bloodied with the charge.
"I would yell out 'Banzai' but Takeo is no cliché," He says before drawing and dispatching another freak-bag with his katana in one swift motion. Suddenly the door opens up again and Tank barges in, blasting another masterkey shell into a zom-bag.
"Kaboom space-bag, Ooh Rah!" He cries out while reloading the underbarrel attachment.
"Dempsey stop torturing them, that's MY job!" Richtofen reprimands as he holds a CZ-75 in each hand, turning to another zombie. "Here is how you torture them." He fires each gun once into the lung area before delivering a double-pistol-whip into its rotted eyes. He swiftly flips the guns back to normal, puts the barrels to the dented eye sockets and blows the zombie two new eye holes.
"There, THAT is how you torture the undead," Rictofen says sharply, chopping off its head with a bowie knife to conclude his lesion. I rush forward with my shotgun, sending a fiery Dragon's Breath round at each and every undead that's unfortunate to walk in front of me.
"One, Two, Three, Four, stay dead once more!" I cry out at each shot before I reload. That's when I find a third teddy bear hidden under some rubble, wearing a space helmet and holding a miniature Stoner-63. Cute, Samantha will love you.
"Stay off of me bone-junkie!" Tank cries out as he shoots with his AUG.
"System Files Accessed. Security override initiated. Tunnel 11 access granted. Security reset in: 30 seconds." We all hear from the speakers as the next door in the tunnel unlocks. I rush past the boxes and into the door, finding myself in an airless environment. In front of me are a few zombies, lumbering towards me without my helmet on as I hear the door locks slide into place. Predator finds itself into my grip and I shoot at the first zombie. Whenever I gasp for air, my lungs feel closer to dying; and these undead aren't going to give me a chance to get my helmet on.
If I put my helmet on, the zombies will be all over me before I can get my gun or even a knife into my grip. But if I shoot at them… One body falls, then another and a third to my 115 infused gun. When it runs the first clip dry, I flip the mag around in record time before I continue my assault.
"Security access failed. Please try again." On the other side of the door, I guess that Richtofen is trying to open the door. Another zombie falls and another gasp escapes. My vision starts to blur as I slowly run out of air to hold onto. I hold Predator in one hand and grab my knife in another. Ballistic SOG, Bowie, Longknife, dagger, I don't know which (I think my sword), gets into my other hand and I thrust it into the next undead. Two more fall to my gun and blade and another gasp happens.
"Security access failed. Please try again." My vision blurs more as I weakly chuck a frag down the stairs. A grunt painfully escapes my black lips as a freaksack manages to swat at me, forcing me to let go of my gun and sword. The last thing I see is an unmarked spaceman looming over me.
Silver… I'm sorry… I guess I should have listened to my own words from in Der Riese. I didn't think it would end this way sister… I hope to meet you again… on the other side…
... ... Take off your hats! Yes I'm talking to you! Show some respect for the dead!
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