Part 2: Los Santos Chaos

Chapter 3: Military Installment

Intro: Tommy and a few commandos are flying to San Fierro, in attempt to escape the chaos in Liberty City, upon their exit; Liberty City is bombed by artillery, destroyer ships, and missiles. Trisha, John, Larry, CJ, and the rest of the survivors are heading towards the Los Santos Airport, in attempt to escape the chaos in Los Santos… Sound Familiar?

The Chopper, approx 46 miles South of Liberty, June 18, 5:07 a.m.

The radio: "Come in! You are trespassing on military property! Please land and you won't be shot down! Over"

They were forced to land. Military commandos took them to a military installment, 50 miles south of Liberty city. They were put in a civilian survival holding cell. They were being observed.

Tommy went to sleep, while the other commando's were getting their weapons confiscated. They were yelling, but the military insisted it was necessary.

Several hours had passed. There was a loud moaning that woke Tommy up. He looked up, his clock read, 9:04 a.m.

There was a dim white light filling the large room, with beds filling it all up. People were everywhere. Some had to be infected. They were coughing up blood, their bodies ached. They were surely going to turn in a matter of days/hours/even minutes maybe.

Tommy glanced up, there was a glass window, up above, on the second story of the large room he was in. The military were observing them, using them as test subjects. Tommy flipped them off and light up a smoke.

"Hey, you got another?" A man in the bed next to him asked.

"Sure." Tommy handed a cigarette to him.

"Thanks." Hit light it up.

There was a crackling noise. A person on the other side of the room started yelling. His head wasn't on his body any longer. People ran and screamed in chaos, as a giant tentacle-like thing came out of his neck. Military troops rushed in, in bio hazard suites, with M4's and flame throwers. The man light up in fire, and fell to the ground. The thing that had infected his body was dead.

"Shit." Tommy murmured.

One of Tommy's commandos sat down on Tommy's bed with him. "This is fucking bullshit. We are not going to survive in this fucking hell-hole!"

"Tell me something I don't know." Tommy replied.

An Hour had passed (10:07 a.m.)

More people were turning, the military shooting them. Some were mutating, while others just screaming, and acting all schizophrenic, with their blood red, bleeding eyes, and growing teeth.

There was a HUGE explosion. Everyone in the room seemed to fall down. The roof dropped a bit of debris all over the place. The lights turned red, and alarm going off. You could hear the Military people screaming for their lives in the background. Shots were going off, one sounded like a gatling gun. The metal wall began to bend, at one end of the room. Finally it collapsed, and a big man stepped through. His face was distorted. You could barley tell if he was human, or a monster. He had a rocket launcher on his back, and a gatling gun for a hand.

Tommy and his commandos dove to the ground, as bullets poured over the area. People bodies exploding in crimson showers everywhere, blood painted the room. The big guy took out his rocket launcher, and shot out a wall, and walked off into the forest, with the military on his tail. He mowed down swarm after swarm of soldiers. Bodies were everywhere (This guy is sort of like-NEMISIS, from resident evil 3).

Tommy stood up, in all of the chaos, it was quiet. Bloody bodies everywhere, he signaled for his commandos to follow him. They ran into the hole from where the big guy came. Hanging from the roof, was a sign that read, "Labs"

There was a hallway, down a corridor. There were a few dead bodies, military soldiers cut down in their prime.

Out from the hallway, giant spider like, red skinned creature ran along the wall and roof over their heads. Tommy grabbed an MP5 from a dead body. The mans face was cut up; his stomach had a hole in it.

Tommy's men salvaged any weapons they could find. Tommy walked towards the font of the base. Through the metal walls came a giant tentacle. Tommy jumped back, nearly getting killed by it, he moaned, and fell to the ground.

"Tommy!"

"Are you okay sir?" His commandos asked.

Tommy stood up, and dusted off his pants, then grabbed his MP5. "Yeah, thanks." He replied.

The tentacle was so strong it went right through the metal wall. The passage was blocked. "C'mon, lets go explore the rest of this place."

They headed into the base. Walking down a hallway, a soldier spotted the men; he started firing, but had no chance. Tommy's men took him out fast.

Ahead, there was a lounge. The couches, end tables, tables, trash cans were everywhere. The room was torn up bad, with three bodies in it.

Out of the kitchen came three men. The giant spider jumped on ones back, forcing him to fall. It tore at his back, blood splattering out, his screams of pain echoed in the room.

Tommy shot the beast, but the man was already dead.

"Damn it!" Tommy yelled.

The two men ran out of the room, running towards the exit. Tommy and his men went into the kitchen. There was a huge, man size beast. His skin was red; he had a tentacle for an arm, and a claw for the other. His face was a mutated-looking human.

Its tongue climbed out of its mouth, it was almost a foot long. It shrieked, and then ran towards Tommy. Tommy dove out of the way, and it ran into the wall. Tommy's commando shot it to death.

Tommy got up. "Thanks." He said to them, they nodded. A few minutes had passed, they were searching the area. Tommy had made a Molotov Cocktail. "Let's go burn the beast." Tommy smiled. They headed back towards the tentacle.

The room seemed to shake, there was another explosion. Looking ahead, through the hallway that leads to the Lobby, it began to lower, the foundation was crumbling. Tommy and his men ran towards the exit. Chainsaws roared in the background, the infected had gotten in the base.

It lowered some more, leaving about a three foot passage, and getting smaller, they would have to hurry. One by one they went through, Tommy was the second to last, but the chainsaws caught up to them. The man in front of Tommy slipped through the small hole, getting smaller, while the man behind Tommy was decapitated. The chainsawers had cut his head off.

Tommy dove through the three-foot hole, as a last resort. The chainsaw, sliced at Tommy, cutting open his back, as the blade slid across it. Tommy landed in a puddle of blood, and looked up, behind him, a chainsaw man got sliced in half because of the collapsing level Tommy and his men were on.

Tommy had to roll out of the way, as the chainsaw mans half body, wielding the chainsaw, fell on him. Tommy got up and rushed towards the other exit of the room, because they were after all, collapsing. "Run! Hurry!" Tommy shouted. They all got out of the room; the tentacle was now in front of them.

The giant tentacle shrank, as it burned to nothing, from the Molotov cocktail that Tommy threw at it.

They ran towards the exit, bloody bodies covered the area. They ran out of the building, and into a big yard.

Meanwhile…

Yang, boat, 50 miles south of Liberty City, 9:08 a.m.

Yang crawled out of the boat, his feet exhausted, the boat was out of gas. He had no weapon, was in the middle of nowhere, on a beach, and south of the now destroyed Liberty City.

There was a trail, with a signpost that read, "To Deep Jungle" He wasn't going to get anything done by standing there, in the boat, he thought. "I should check it out" He told himself. Walking up the path, it was covered in Tropical plants, palm trees, etc. There was a wood covered trail.

The ground turned into sand, as he approached a small, cabin. He knocked no answer. He opened to the door. This was unexpected. He had only one chance. It happened so fast…

Trisha, John, Larry, CJ, and the rest of the people, 3:09 a.m.

A giant red/white skin colored beast stood in the airport runway. Its face was littered with tentacles, it had no eyes.

The jeep and Barracks OL road up towards it, in the airport runway. The jeep took off, shooting at it, distracting it. Everyone unloaded near airplanes; there were a few pilots among the group of survivors. They loaded up three private jets, to maximum capacity, and were loading up a fourth.

They had made a mistake, the jeep, was heading towards them when it ran out of gas, and was torn up. Planes were starting to take off, the one that was about to leave was crushed, and blew up on the runway the big beast was destroying it.

It headed towards Trish, and the others, who were loading up on the plane. The others saw this a chance to take off, so they did.

"Crap! Run!" Larry yelled. They were forced to bail. The beast had smashed their plane, the last one. Now it was John, Trish, CJ, Larry, and old man with a shotgun, and the unarmed pilot, all running for their lives.

The fire covered planes, the two that the beast destroyed, light up the night sky, with and orange glow.

"This way!" CJ yelled, leading the group to the airport parking lot, with the beast wondering around, listening for hints to their location.

They ran up to the cars…

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