Justin Romero, the leader of the T-Team, took a folder from Derick
Gillespie. The wind whined along the side of the plane as he opened the
folder. Inside, on the front page, it said 'T-Team Data.' He flipped to the
next page.
Contents
t-team members 1
t-team member information 2
t-team member qualifications 5
Weaponry 8
Target information 10
Ttf 13
Justin already knew quite a bit about his team, he was the leader after all. He found it interesting however that this information had been added to a new file. He turned to page one.
1. Justin Romero 2. Derick Gillespie 3. Adam sparks 4. Garry Richard - 5. Reed Sheppard 6. Trent jenkins 7. Seth Larsen 8. Jared young
Justin looked down the page. This was wrong, not entirely, but a few of the members had died during training. Garry Richard was killed during a live fire exercise, directly under Justin's command. It was an incident that would scar his memory forever. Jared Young, no one ever knew what happened to him until they saw his zombie form wandering the target range. It was a horrible reminder that anyone, no matter how good your training, could get killed easily.
The replacements surprised Justin and the other members of the team. It was a surprise because they were women, Sasha Kline taking Garry's spot and Eva Benson in for Jared Young.
He felt saddened, something that his team would see visibly. Don't live in the past, he thought to himself and flipped the page. There was some generic information on himself that he ignored. Below that was Derrick's information.
Derrick Gillespie A friendly soldier, if you ask me, he displays good leadership and bravery in his actions on the course. He is second to Justin in kills. He does lack intelligence in mathematics and science, however, I find he has no problem finding the correct trajectory for a grenade. I leave the decision up to you, but I'd put him second in charge. I don't know why you even ask me about shooting abilities-they're off the chart, as always.
Justin nodded, it seemed fitting. When the T-Team was pulled out of the military they were all tested. Tested for everything, how good were they at math, science, did they know the history of the world? Stuff that seemed entirely irrelevant. Irrelevant, only up until they took out guns and fired. Little did they know every time they went on a mission they had numbers, words and other annoyances to memorize.
Justin continued to read the next paragraph.
Adam Sparks Poor leadership skills. Cannot take action well under high stress levels. Medium level of kills on the course. He is fairly intelligent, yet his decision making is poor. When he should be throwing grenades, he's shooting, when he's throwing grenades he should be shooting. Despite his declined individual fighting he is the ideal soldier otherwise. He'll follow a command, no matter what. Though it may seem this contradicts his 'bravery level' it appears quite valid. I'm not sure if this one even belongs on the team.
Justin looked around, saw Adam holding his M4A1 tightly in his hands, sweat coming down his forehead. Next paragraph, Justin thought to himself. Then he realized there was no point in reading about someone who was dead. He skipped over to the next one.
Reed Sheppard He displays some well thought out tactics on the course. He is the most strategic member on the team, so far. He is also responsible for the creation of the new armor.
New armor? Justin thought to himself, trying to remember back to training. Justin looked down, he wore what looked to be a heavy assault suit. It was entirely black, whenever it took a punch it would dent and then return to normal. The wearer didn't have to worry about bites, except in the face. Of course, this isn't known, this was the first mission they were ever on where they wore these suits. It was comforting none the less, but nobody was going to purposely test these either.
Trent Jenkins I call him joe, because he seems like the average soldier. He's loyal and follows orders and he gets the shots in the right places. The real reason he should be on the team is for moral, he has a sense of humour that few can avoid laughing at. Basically put, this man will keep our team from insanity. He handles difficult tasks well. He will be in charge of the ttf.
Seth Larsen He is the only one of team that has sniper rifle capability. He is crack- shot and there's no doubt this team needs at least one sniper. Whatever the case, he displays little sign of nervousness, even in the largest fights he stays calm. A very useful trait.
Justin remembered how they were treated. Like animals, they were thrown onto a training course with zombies all over it. There were weapons and other people who had failed at the training course on the ground. Justin tried to recall what happened but couldn't. For once he was able to forget a terrible feeling. He looked back to the pages, flipped through some pages and came to the 'Target Information' page.
A Types Very little brain function, which includes eating. They do not have the ability to climb stairs or ladders or trees. They cannot open a door by using the handle, they may ram the door down, however. These are the most common, they are not something to fear unless in tight spaces.
B Types More brain function than a types allows them to open doors by using the handle and to climb stairs, but not ladders and not usually trees. In some instances these have the ability to run.
C Types Smartest one there is. Opens doors, climbs ladders, stairs, you name it. During testing one even had the ability to drive a car to kill it's prey.
Absurd, Justin thought reading about the B types and C types. He looked further down the page.
NOTE: There is no strict definition as to what type an infected person may take. It is safest to eliminate them at your first chance. In some cases the virus enhances muscle strength, making them much harder to put down.
Justin looked at his black suit-clad team. I won't have to do that, he thought. He found himself looking at the TTF. TTF, he had heard of it before, a very long time ago. He had never been on a mission requiring the TTF before.
TTF. Should the T-team fail, they will detonate an explosive. This explosive will clear a fifty mile radius, incinerating everything in it's path. The purpose is to erase the existence of t-team and any umbrella personell or buildings.
Justin looked by Trent's feet, there was a 4X4 'crate' which was actually the bomb. He knew something no one else did. If their heart rate monitors said they were dead it would trigger the explosives in the bomb, setting a countdown for one hour. It could not be cancelled in any way, not even EMP could shut it down.
Justin heard the tires of the plane screech along the runway. He looked out the window, there was a plane on the runway they passed, it was in flames. He looked past that and saw a few empty hangars. There was blood in the snow and disregarded weaponry. Justin clenched his M4 and signaled to his team.
"All right, it's go time guys." He said as the plane finally came to a stop. The door on the side of the plane opened and Justin looked down. There was just snow and runway. He was glad to see just that though. Rather than jumping down, he jumped from the doorway onto the wing. He then scurried his way to the top of the plane and looked down. The base's front door had been pushed in, there were metal bars with blood all over them. The door itself was crushed inward like a tin can and lay on the floor. He did a quick search, aiming his rifle around some more.
"All clear. Move to the front door team, stay alert. They've definitely been here." Their helmets automatically transmitted everything they said to everyone else. It was a very useful thing to have in a fight.
He slid down the side of the plane onto the other wing toward the base. He ran forward and jumped down. The snow crunched under his feet as he moved alone towards the door, yellow light flowed out of it. He walked in, blood trails were everywhere. He stepped backwards. He turned to the other seven figures standing in the cold in their suits.
"Bravo Team, go set up the TTF on the roof. I will inform you on our meeting point later." He watched Reed, Trent, Seth, and Eva disappear into the fog. "Alpha members, follow me."
Contents
t-team members 1
t-team member information 2
t-team member qualifications 5
Weaponry 8
Target information 10
Ttf 13
Justin already knew quite a bit about his team, he was the leader after all. He found it interesting however that this information had been added to a new file. He turned to page one.
1. Justin Romero 2. Derick Gillespie 3. Adam sparks 4. Garry Richard - 5. Reed Sheppard 6. Trent jenkins 7. Seth Larsen 8. Jared young
Justin looked down the page. This was wrong, not entirely, but a few of the members had died during training. Garry Richard was killed during a live fire exercise, directly under Justin's command. It was an incident that would scar his memory forever. Jared Young, no one ever knew what happened to him until they saw his zombie form wandering the target range. It was a horrible reminder that anyone, no matter how good your training, could get killed easily.
The replacements surprised Justin and the other members of the team. It was a surprise because they were women, Sasha Kline taking Garry's spot and Eva Benson in for Jared Young.
He felt saddened, something that his team would see visibly. Don't live in the past, he thought to himself and flipped the page. There was some generic information on himself that he ignored. Below that was Derrick's information.
Derrick Gillespie A friendly soldier, if you ask me, he displays good leadership and bravery in his actions on the course. He is second to Justin in kills. He does lack intelligence in mathematics and science, however, I find he has no problem finding the correct trajectory for a grenade. I leave the decision up to you, but I'd put him second in charge. I don't know why you even ask me about shooting abilities-they're off the chart, as always.
Justin nodded, it seemed fitting. When the T-Team was pulled out of the military they were all tested. Tested for everything, how good were they at math, science, did they know the history of the world? Stuff that seemed entirely irrelevant. Irrelevant, only up until they took out guns and fired. Little did they know every time they went on a mission they had numbers, words and other annoyances to memorize.
Justin continued to read the next paragraph.
Adam Sparks Poor leadership skills. Cannot take action well under high stress levels. Medium level of kills on the course. He is fairly intelligent, yet his decision making is poor. When he should be throwing grenades, he's shooting, when he's throwing grenades he should be shooting. Despite his declined individual fighting he is the ideal soldier otherwise. He'll follow a command, no matter what. Though it may seem this contradicts his 'bravery level' it appears quite valid. I'm not sure if this one even belongs on the team.
Justin looked around, saw Adam holding his M4A1 tightly in his hands, sweat coming down his forehead. Next paragraph, Justin thought to himself. Then he realized there was no point in reading about someone who was dead. He skipped over to the next one.
Reed Sheppard He displays some well thought out tactics on the course. He is the most strategic member on the team, so far. He is also responsible for the creation of the new armor.
New armor? Justin thought to himself, trying to remember back to training. Justin looked down, he wore what looked to be a heavy assault suit. It was entirely black, whenever it took a punch it would dent and then return to normal. The wearer didn't have to worry about bites, except in the face. Of course, this isn't known, this was the first mission they were ever on where they wore these suits. It was comforting none the less, but nobody was going to purposely test these either.
Trent Jenkins I call him joe, because he seems like the average soldier. He's loyal and follows orders and he gets the shots in the right places. The real reason he should be on the team is for moral, he has a sense of humour that few can avoid laughing at. Basically put, this man will keep our team from insanity. He handles difficult tasks well. He will be in charge of the ttf.
Seth Larsen He is the only one of team that has sniper rifle capability. He is crack- shot and there's no doubt this team needs at least one sniper. Whatever the case, he displays little sign of nervousness, even in the largest fights he stays calm. A very useful trait.
Justin remembered how they were treated. Like animals, they were thrown onto a training course with zombies all over it. There were weapons and other people who had failed at the training course on the ground. Justin tried to recall what happened but couldn't. For once he was able to forget a terrible feeling. He looked back to the pages, flipped through some pages and came to the 'Target Information' page.
A Types Very little brain function, which includes eating. They do not have the ability to climb stairs or ladders or trees. They cannot open a door by using the handle, they may ram the door down, however. These are the most common, they are not something to fear unless in tight spaces.
B Types More brain function than a types allows them to open doors by using the handle and to climb stairs, but not ladders and not usually trees. In some instances these have the ability to run.
C Types Smartest one there is. Opens doors, climbs ladders, stairs, you name it. During testing one even had the ability to drive a car to kill it's prey.
Absurd, Justin thought reading about the B types and C types. He looked further down the page.
NOTE: There is no strict definition as to what type an infected person may take. It is safest to eliminate them at your first chance. In some cases the virus enhances muscle strength, making them much harder to put down.
Justin looked at his black suit-clad team. I won't have to do that, he thought. He found himself looking at the TTF. TTF, he had heard of it before, a very long time ago. He had never been on a mission requiring the TTF before.
TTF. Should the T-team fail, they will detonate an explosive. This explosive will clear a fifty mile radius, incinerating everything in it's path. The purpose is to erase the existence of t-team and any umbrella personell or buildings.
Justin looked by Trent's feet, there was a 4X4 'crate' which was actually the bomb. He knew something no one else did. If their heart rate monitors said they were dead it would trigger the explosives in the bomb, setting a countdown for one hour. It could not be cancelled in any way, not even EMP could shut it down.
Justin heard the tires of the plane screech along the runway. He looked out the window, there was a plane on the runway they passed, it was in flames. He looked past that and saw a few empty hangars. There was blood in the snow and disregarded weaponry. Justin clenched his M4 and signaled to his team.
"All right, it's go time guys." He said as the plane finally came to a stop. The door on the side of the plane opened and Justin looked down. There was just snow and runway. He was glad to see just that though. Rather than jumping down, he jumped from the doorway onto the wing. He then scurried his way to the top of the plane and looked down. The base's front door had been pushed in, there were metal bars with blood all over them. The door itself was crushed inward like a tin can and lay on the floor. He did a quick search, aiming his rifle around some more.
"All clear. Move to the front door team, stay alert. They've definitely been here." Their helmets automatically transmitted everything they said to everyone else. It was a very useful thing to have in a fight.
He slid down the side of the plane onto the other wing toward the base. He ran forward and jumped down. The snow crunched under his feet as he moved alone towards the door, yellow light flowed out of it. He walked in, blood trails were everywhere. He stepped backwards. He turned to the other seven figures standing in the cold in their suits.
"Bravo Team, go set up the TTF on the roof. I will inform you on our meeting point later." He watched Reed, Trent, Seth, and Eva disappear into the fog. "Alpha members, follow me."