Authors Note:
This is my first fan fiction piece, so I would appreciate all reviews. I am trying to work some suspense into the story, so if any one is concerned for the amount of detail I give the reader regarding the main character, just keep that in mind.
Enjoy reading!
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The fate of Raccoon City had long since been decided well before the heavily armored Delta Force dropped into Raccoon City on the night of September 29th. Immediately following reports of a viral outbreak in the town, the military immediately attempted to quarantine Raccoon City and the surrounding area. However despite their best efforts, there really was no hope in containing the outbreak much longer. The upper echelons of the United States government were already being confronted by the possibility of having to destroy the town in its entirety.
The 3 UH-60 "Blackhawks" circled twice over the town before heading to their predetermined locations. Two of the helicopters headed towards a small park north of Emerald Street. Delta force would then set up an extraction zone for any civilians they might find while scouting the area. The third Blackhawk flew north, towards Raccoon Park, not far from Raccoon Hospital, and a facility owned by Umbrella in Raccoon City's industrial sector.
Satellites had shown infected, radiating from those two buildings. Thus, the third helicopters team's mission was to document and observe those in advanced stages of infection, and to enter the Umbrella owned facility and investigate it. The order was given last minute by a colonel at USAMRIID (Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Disease).
They obviously want Umbrella's B.O.W data… Major Nick Gray thought as the helicopter flew over hell on earth.
Every other building seemed to be on fire, vehicles were crashed everywhere, not too mention the hordes of infected wondering the streets.
Nick turned his attention to the men sitting around him inside the Blackhawk. Most of them were in their early 20's, and at first glance seemed inexperienced. However, their files much revealed more. Most of them had seen action in Iraq and Afghanistan, as well as numerous counter-terror operations.
It didn't look like it, but these were the best soldiers that the Army could scrape together for this mission.
The soldiers seemed nervous, especially after they had looked on via satellite as "viral carriers," tore apart a group of civilians.
"Did you hear those people screaming while those things were on top of them on that security camera footage?" A corporal asked another corporal who sat across from him.
"Shit man, they must have been screaming for about five minutes straight before they died…"
"Major, what are those things, and why the hell are they eating other people?"
The rest of the cabin turned toward Nick, all wondering the same thing.
Someone just had to let it slip that I was briefed on this…
"You all know what you need to know, aim for the head it the only way to put these things down. Also if anyone is bitten, you shoot them in the head. I don't care if it's a civilian, or your best friend, don't hesitate because they're already dead."
"So much for an optimistic start…" muttered one of the corporals.
"Well I think that this "outbreak" was caused by terrorists," a loud-mouthed Master Sergeant shouted over the roar of the helicopters rotor blades.
"And why the hell, would they attack some city in the mountains? Come on Eugene, can't your brain come up with anything else?" Another first lieutenant shouted with a grin.
The other soldiers began cracking up as Eugene gave the other soldier the bird with a smirk on his face.
Nick managed to smile as well, but quickly regained his composure, he had to keep order, or some of these men may not come home.
"Cut the chatter men, check your guns, and ammo. We'll be touching ground soon."
Nick had been given command of the troops on the ground, and was also given access to restricted files regarding the nature of the outbreak. Including testing data and statements from Umbrella employees. Plus, he had had previous encounters with Umbrella...
Nick was quite the anomaly in the military. Besides the fact that he had obtained the rank of Major at such the young age of 25, he was also specifically called into action for this mission, and only a select few in the United States Government had access to his file.
While it wasn't the nature of the outbreak that bothered him, it was the location of the outbreak that made it such a threat. The Arklay Mountains surrounded Raccoon City, making it virtually impossible to quarantine the area. If the military couldn't even properly secure the roads leading to the town, how could the stop an infected human from wandering through the forest?
The helicopter slowed to a stop over their entry point into the city. As the rope was thrown down from the helicopter, Nick clipped himself on and fast-roped to the ground.
As he landed on the ground Nick quickly assessed his surroundings. Five viral carriers were barely 10 feet away, slowly shambling towards him. He quickly pulled out his sidearm, a sleek Heckler & Koch MK23, and in quick succession shot all five zombies in the head, their head jerking back as the 9mm bullets tore through their brain cases. As the corpses fell to the ground, he could hear the whistle of the rest of the soldiers fast roping down.
Nick holstered his sidearm and glanced around as the 22 soldiers quickly secured the area, firing well-aimed, 3-round bursts at the heads of the infected.
" Recon team, regroup on me!" the Captain barked into his radio.
The soldiers ran over to him and formed a circle around him, awaiting his orders.
Others began stringing barbed wire across streets, and setting up light-machine guns inside the newly erected perimeter, while sniper teams went to the rooftops for a better view.
"Listen up! Alpha squad, I want you to sit-tight here and hold this extraction point incase we need to get out fast. Bravo squad, we're moving out in groups of two. Lieutenant Parker, you're with me."
The members of Bravo Squad paired up and began exploring the city.
"Captain, are you there?" A voice came on the radio.
"I read you," Nick spoke into his radio.
"This is Blackhawk number 3, we're assigned to provide you with orders from HQ, and we'll be our "eye in the sky" for this mission. "Your designation is Bravo 1. Our call sign is BASEPLATE.
Nick glanced up into the sky as a Blackhawk flew over him, squinting as the thrust from the propellers, set dust drifting into the air.
"Head east towards the Circular River, we'll brief you one you make it there."
"Roger that, Bravo 1 en route to objective." Nick motioned for Parker to come and the two set off.
Nick and Lieutenant Parker headed east towards the Circular River. The two soldiers moved quickly throughout Raccoon's narrow alleyways, dispatching zombies along the way. Parker fired in three-round bursts form his MP7 submachine gun, while Nick on the other hand, switched his M16A4 to its semi-auto setting, carefully picking off zombies from a distance.
"Be advised Bravo 1," the intelligence operator aboard one of the Blackhawks voice crackled from the radio. "You have a large number of infected up ahead, near the RPD Station, I suggest you avoid the area."
"What if there are survivors inside?" asked Parker.
"Bravo Team 3 is already inside and has found survivors, we're sending a helicopter right now"
"Roger that," Nick said.
As the two marines continued to walk through the deserted alleyways, a screech suddenly echoed from the building to the right. The window behind Nick shattered as something crashed through it. Nick and Parker spun around, guns leveled at the figure.
"What the fuck is that thing!'" screamed the lieutenant as began wildly shooting in its general direction. The "thing" was sprawled on all fours and was slowly crawling towards the two men, unfazed even as 4.6mm rounds from Parker's submachine gun tore through its back, splattering blood on the wall behind it.
Nick recognized the creature as a licker. The exposed cranium and the elongated tongue was a dead giveaway. He had encountered lickers years ago… And they were a bitch to fight in close-quarters.
"Concentrate your fire on its head!" Nick yelled as he began firing in bursts at the Licker. The combined swarm of bullets obliterated the Licker's brain, reducing its head to a slimy pulp.
"That was close" Parker said relieved.
"Yeah, but remember don't shoot for anything but the head, you'll just waste time and ammo, and that can prove fatal in this case" Nick sternly said.
"Roger but don't you thin-"
Parkers sentence was cut short by moans emanating from a large group of zombies that had descended upon them. Suddenly they were everywhere, cornering them on both exits of the alleyway. Before the two could react, the zombie horde surged towards them…