Real Date: April 30, 2012
In-Game Date: December 20, 2011
In-Game Date: December 20, 2011
Session Title: Behind Curtain #1...
Memorable Quote
Colton: "Well, it sounded like a good idea..."
Just after noon, Colton and Greg continued talking with Rich at the small airfield and decided it was time to fly to the military airfield to the north as part of the plan to liberate one of the Blackhawk helicopters. They accepted Rich's offer of lending them the suppressed MP5s and attached 100 round drum mags (full). Those, along with several other weapons and ammo, they loaded up the Cessna. After a quick taxi to the runway, Greg eased the plane into the air without issue despite the slightly windy conditions.
During the few quiet minutes of flight, the two decided what they would take with them once exiting the plane. Greg would take most of the ammo for any of the guns they were bringing (which was fairly substantial), his shotgun, .45 handgun, MP5, a couple melee weapons, flashlight, satellite radio, and a couple bottles of water. With that load he would be lightly encumbered, but leaving the ammo did not sound good to him. Colton was loaded with his crossbow along with about 50 bolts stuffed in his backpack, his trusty hatchet, knife, flashlight, MP5, .357 all putting him at a normal encumbrance level. Neither decided to weigh themselves down with any food as they expected to be back after a short time.
Before they knew it, the large expanse of Dobbin's AFB stretched out before them with its two mile long primary runway and several other secondary strips flanking it. Zombies could be seen scattered around the tarmac and the surrounding brown grassy areas. Fortunately, one end of the runway looked clear of obstructions (moving or otherwise) and Greg guided in the Cessna for a smooth landing. After cutting the engine, the two exited the plane and headed quickly to some woods about 300 yards to the southwest.
Taking advantage of the cover of the trees, the two looked back to the plane. Several Zombies had begun moving towards the plane and after a couple minutes it was surrounded by a dozen of them. Not wanting to face them if they needed to make a hasty retreat, the two made their way back towards the plane, and once in range, Colton took a couple out with his crossbow. Having no cover, Greg and Colton were easily spotted by the remaining 10. All but one of them began moving towards Colton as they let off ghastly moans. In a series of hasty fire and retreat maneuvers back towards the woods, Colton had taken out most of them. Greg found himself quite winded after the quick sprints. Whether it had been too much riding around in a semi and missing his what used to be regular workouts, or the stress of the situation, he could feel the endurance sapping out of him.
With the remainder of the pursuing Zombies dispatched, Colton turned towards the woods just in time to notice another group of Zombies approaching them. Greg was oblivious to their approach as the sound of his heartbeat dominated his ears. By the time the groans broke out, the Zombies were nearly on top of him. Melee combat ensued and soon the small group of Zombies from the woods were beaten down to the ground. Greg attempted to rest, but his nerves got the best of him and he was filled with tension.
While giving a rest a second try, both Greg and Colton heard the cracking of branches and crunching of leaves as a much larger group of Zombies moved through the woods towards their location. The two decided to climb a nearby tree rather than run back out on the tarmac or into another unknown location. Just as Colton finished giving Greg a boost up and pulled himself up into the tree, more than two dozen Zombies were upon them surrounding the tree and groaning in hunger. They clawed at the bark in vain grasped for the lowest branch which was just out of reach of even the tallest of the group. Colton braced himself in the tree and began targeting the beasts with his crossbow. One after another they fell, but more lumbered in - attracted by the commotion - to take their place. Soon the pile had grown to 2-3 bodies high around the base of the tree and the lowest branch was now in reach as the new arrivals stepped on the corpses of the fallen. One of the Zombies was able to grasp the lowest branch and pulled itself quickly up, but failed to have the coordination to get to the next branch and fell back to the ground onto the others. More climbing was attempted from below, but fortunately Colton's pack of bolts outlasted the Zombies in the woods below them. The woods stood quiet and the two shimmied down the tree.
Colton reclaimed most of the bolts he had fired, as the two searched through the corpses that littered the ground around the tree. Other than a purse slung on one of the shoulders of one of the fallen Zombies, no other bags, weapons, or other useful items were found. Unfortunately the once fashionable purse did not even contain anything useful to the two guys.
Moving along the treeline after searching, Colton pulled out his binoculars and scanned around a bit. One item of interest was a Humvee that had apparently crashed into a building across an open expanse of cement from them. It appeared as though a 40mm grenade launcher was mounted on the roof turret. Making note of that, they continued along the treeline until they heard some sounds coming from deeper into the wooded area.
Colton went into hunting mode as he crept through the woods and Greg followed close behind. Soon the source of the cracking branches was spotted. A Zombie which had experienced some significant trauma and was missing its left leg and large chunk of its side was pulling itself along towards the previous commotion around the tree. With a smooth pull of the trigger, Colton put a bolt in the back of the head of the crawler. This particular Zombie was dressed in a military uniform and upon searching, a set of keys was found. In addition, Greg looked at the dog tags and the uniform to know this was once Sergeant Willis.
The treeline began a jog back and away from where they wanted to go so Colton did another scan of the area. Five Zombies were spotted lingering around an airplane hanger next to the building that the Humvee crashed into, but other than that it looked pretty clear.
Meanwhile, back at the Cessna, Kim decided it was time to get out of the plane and find the other two [Shelia joined the session]. Immediately outside the door, a Zombie which had at one time been severely burned on half of its face stood motionless. Kim quietly opened the door, and quickly moved into position with her fire axe. With a swift hack to the side of the head, the immediate area around the airplane was clear of Zombies. Following the trail of corpses created by Colton to the treeline, Kim was able to find and catch up to the other two.
The trio began moving towards the hanger and the few Zombies hanging around beside it. Colton unleashed a couple bolts to take down two as Kim and Greg moved in to finish off the rest with melee weapons. As the group hid next to the hanger, some noise was heard inside. Kim peaked around the corner and noticed several - perhaps a dozen or two - Zombies moving behind a set of long windows which provided a view into a walled in section of the hanger. The closer of the two windows was already broken out so she ducked back around the corner to avoid being spotted.
Looking out from a new point of view, a large plane was seen a couple hundred yards to the southeast. Nothing was seen moving around it, but it did look like there were several corpses rotting on the cement around it. Thinking it might contain something useful, the group decided to check it out. Following along the grassy area next to the tarmac, the group neared the plane. Before heading directly over to the plane, however, Colton noticed some movement in a small wooded area near them. Moving a bit closer to to the woods, Kim confirmed that something was there and was, in fact, now moving towards them. Kim, Colton, and Greg all readied their melee weapons and moved through the woods to meet what ever it was head on.
They found themselves face to face with several Zombies as they came through the small patch of trees to a road. At first it was just a few, but more joined in at the sound of the the first group's moans of hunger. Even more moved in coming from behind an olive green bus which was off to the edge of the road. The Zombies swarmed around the group attempting to grab and bite each of the three survivors. Many of the attacks, especially those directed at Greg, were far too close for comfort. With the seemingly unending flow of Zombies, Greg and Kim both attempted to make an escape. As they attempted to make headway and beat down the Zombies in front of them, others from the sides and rear clamped their icy hands around their arms and legs preventing the escape. Fortunately, the group's teamwork pulled them through and somehow all three survivors still stood - un-bitten - amongst a pile of bodies. Greg's nerves were shaken and his body nearly collapsed in exhaustion after the battle. Over 50 Zombies were slain in this fray alone.
The group headed towards the bus to check it out. One of the front tires was blown and had been running on the rim. Corpses were laying haphazardly around the bus and concentrated at the doorway. Greg couldn't take the smell flooding the area and decided to keep watch a few yards away, but Kim and Colton moved into the broken doors hanging by the hinges to check out the interior. Upon entering, the foul stench of decomposing bodies was nearly overpowering. Through watering eyes, several ammo boxes could be seen strewn around the aisle of the bus. Kim made her way down the aisle past uniformed corpses. Shell casings covered the seats and floor making it even more difficult to navigate the interior. From all of the carnage, Colton and Kim were able to recover 3 M16 rifles, 12 M9 pistols, and a M249 machine gun. No live rounds were to be found as they were apparently all expended on the Zombies littering the area around and along the road where the bus once traveled. Looking out the rear windows of the bus revealed a long gouge and black rubber bits scarring the road marking the last efforts by who ever was driving the bus to escape the undead onslaught.
The stench of the area did not provide a very good place to rest so the group moved on towards their target of the big plane. Colton and the others scanned the area at the edge of the woods as they prepared for the final move to the C130 cargo transport plane. Seeing no movement, the group scurried up to and against the cold aluminum skin of the plane. Stepping over the corpses littering the area, the trio positioned themselves around one of the side access doors. Kim thought she saw some motion at one of the windows so Greg decided to knock. The knocking was met with something pounding on the inside of the door. Everyone stepped back as Kim began hacking at the door with her fire axe.
After a considerable amount of effort (and noise), the door suddenly flew open as a Zombie pushed its way out. Colton was ready with the crossbow and skillfully struck the Zombie down from its mid-air leap. Glancing around, the group noticed several more lumbering shapes heading towards them from the woods to the south. Greg, not wanting to be involved in any more combat, quickly jumped up into the plane as the other two guarded the open doorway. The initial handful of Zombies was nearly dispatched when Greg's scream was heard from within the plane. Ten Zombies had moved from behind crates and were attempting to dig into the new fleshy meal that had stepped into their tomb. Noticing that more Zombies now approached from the hanger, Kim and Colton headed inside the plane to both help Greg and create a choke-point for the additional Zombies approaching.
More close calls and failing endurance left Greg in little position to fight. The other two knew they had to keep him alive - if not for his good company, his piloting skill was their ticket out of there. After a few rounds of fierce melee combat only a few precious seconds remained for the group to prepare for the next oncoming threat. Colton helped get the door closed as Kim jammed the fire axe to hold it shut. Zombies were heard pounding at the door as the group began looking through the rest of the plane to make sure they had no other unwanted residents.
The cockpit area was accessed with Kim's fire axe revealing two decomposing corpses in civilian clothing adding to the wretched stench of the plane. Judging from one of the cracked windows, it looked like they at one time had tried to escape. They apparently failed. Moving to the back of the plane, a large canvas curtain separated off the back portion of the cargo hold. Pulling the curtain back revealed an armored personnel carrier as well as a four barrels of diesel fuel. A .50 caliber machine gun could be seen mounted on top which enhanced the spirits of the group. Unfortunately, no ammo for the big gun could be found in or around the APC. Greg continued searching by popping open the crates in the holding area only to find various machine parts.
The incessant pounding on the door provoked the group into dealing with the situation outside of the plane sooner than later. Greg stood to the side of the door preparing to remove the fire axe from the door while Kim and Colton readied the suppressed MP5s and set their sights on the doorway. On the count of three, Greg yanked the fire axe out of the door and backed away as the door fell open allowing the Zombies outside to literally climb over each other to get inside the door. Kim and Colton were able to dispatch of several of their attackers until one slipped through. Greg was ready with his crowbar and dispatched it and was able to clear out of the way to let the other two continue with their MP5 assault. After another dozen Zombie corpses filled the doorway and were being pulled out by the next set of Zombies, one more slipped through, but met its fate at the hands of Greg.
After the frenzy subsided, the doorway was cleared out and the door again shut and barred - this time with one of the machine parts. The group headed up to the cockpit to get a view of the area. Several more Zombies milled around the opening to the hanger and the binoculars revealed that they were all severely burned. Most of the clothing had been melted away and the skin was a bit charred. Still, they walked and searched for where their fully-functional brethren ran off to...
Directing their attention back to the APC, Colton and Greg searched around for a manual fuel pump, but were unable to find one. Kim joined the search and quickly piped: "Is this what you're looking for?". Sure enough, they attached the pump to one of the drums and filled the fuel tank up by draining one of the drums.
The group discussed trying to make it back to their Cessna, but Colton pointed out it was already after 6PM and didn't think it would be a good idea to try to fly as it starts to get dark. It was agreed that they would try to get some rest inside the APC despite the terrible stench of rotting corpses scattered throughout the plane.
During the few quiet minutes of flight, the two decided what they would take with them once exiting the plane. Greg would take most of the ammo for any of the guns they were bringing (which was fairly substantial), his shotgun, .45 handgun, MP5, a couple melee weapons, flashlight, satellite radio, and a couple bottles of water. With that load he would be lightly encumbered, but leaving the ammo did not sound good to him. Colton was loaded with his crossbow along with about 50 bolts stuffed in his backpack, his trusty hatchet, knife, flashlight, MP5, .357 all putting him at a normal encumbrance level. Neither decided to weigh themselves down with any food as they expected to be back after a short time.
Before they knew it, the large expanse of Dobbin's AFB stretched out before them with its two mile long primary runway and several other secondary strips flanking it. Zombies could be seen scattered around the tarmac and the surrounding brown grassy areas. Fortunately, one end of the runway looked clear of obstructions (moving or otherwise) and Greg guided in the Cessna for a smooth landing. After cutting the engine, the two exited the plane and headed quickly to some woods about 300 yards to the southwest.
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| 1: Airplane Landing 2: Tree battle 3: Crawler 4: Crashed Humvee 5: Zombies in/around hanger 6: Bus battle 7: C130 |
Taking advantage of the cover of the trees, the two looked back to the plane. Several Zombies had begun moving towards the plane and after a couple minutes it was surrounded by a dozen of them. Not wanting to face them if they needed to make a hasty retreat, the two made their way back towards the plane, and once in range, Colton took a couple out with his crossbow. Having no cover, Greg and Colton were easily spotted by the remaining 10. All but one of them began moving towards Colton as they let off ghastly moans. In a series of hasty fire and retreat maneuvers back towards the woods, Colton had taken out most of them. Greg found himself quite winded after the quick sprints. Whether it had been too much riding around in a semi and missing his what used to be regular workouts, or the stress of the situation, he could feel the endurance sapping out of him.
With the remainder of the pursuing Zombies dispatched, Colton turned towards the woods just in time to notice another group of Zombies approaching them. Greg was oblivious to their approach as the sound of his heartbeat dominated his ears. By the time the groans broke out, the Zombies were nearly on top of him. Melee combat ensued and soon the small group of Zombies from the woods were beaten down to the ground. Greg attempted to rest, but his nerves got the best of him and he was filled with tension.
While giving a rest a second try, both Greg and Colton heard the cracking of branches and crunching of leaves as a much larger group of Zombies moved through the woods towards their location. The two decided to climb a nearby tree rather than run back out on the tarmac or into another unknown location. Just as Colton finished giving Greg a boost up and pulled himself up into the tree, more than two dozen Zombies were upon them surrounding the tree and groaning in hunger. They clawed at the bark in vain grasped for the lowest branch which was just out of reach of even the tallest of the group. Colton braced himself in the tree and began targeting the beasts with his crossbow. One after another they fell, but more lumbered in - attracted by the commotion - to take their place. Soon the pile had grown to 2-3 bodies high around the base of the tree and the lowest branch was now in reach as the new arrivals stepped on the corpses of the fallen. One of the Zombies was able to grasp the lowest branch and pulled itself quickly up, but failed to have the coordination to get to the next branch and fell back to the ground onto the others. More climbing was attempted from below, but fortunately Colton's pack of bolts outlasted the Zombies in the woods below them. The woods stood quiet and the two shimmied down the tree.
Colton reclaimed most of the bolts he had fired, as the two searched through the corpses that littered the ground around the tree. Other than a purse slung on one of the shoulders of one of the fallen Zombies, no other bags, weapons, or other useful items were found. Unfortunately the once fashionable purse did not even contain anything useful to the two guys.
Moving along the treeline after searching, Colton pulled out his binoculars and scanned around a bit. One item of interest was a Humvee that had apparently crashed into a building across an open expanse of cement from them. It appeared as though a 40mm grenade launcher was mounted on the roof turret. Making note of that, they continued along the treeline until they heard some sounds coming from deeper into the wooded area.
Colton went into hunting mode as he crept through the woods and Greg followed close behind. Soon the source of the cracking branches was spotted. A Zombie which had experienced some significant trauma and was missing its left leg and large chunk of its side was pulling itself along towards the previous commotion around the tree. With a smooth pull of the trigger, Colton put a bolt in the back of the head of the crawler. This particular Zombie was dressed in a military uniform and upon searching, a set of keys was found. In addition, Greg looked at the dog tags and the uniform to know this was once Sergeant Willis.
The treeline began a jog back and away from where they wanted to go so Colton did another scan of the area. Five Zombies were spotted lingering around an airplane hanger next to the building that the Humvee crashed into, but other than that it looked pretty clear.
Meanwhile, back at the Cessna, Kim decided it was time to get out of the plane and find the other two [Shelia joined the session]. Immediately outside the door, a Zombie which had at one time been severely burned on half of its face stood motionless. Kim quietly opened the door, and quickly moved into position with her fire axe. With a swift hack to the side of the head, the immediate area around the airplane was clear of Zombies. Following the trail of corpses created by Colton to the treeline, Kim was able to find and catch up to the other two.
The trio began moving towards the hanger and the few Zombies hanging around beside it. Colton unleashed a couple bolts to take down two as Kim and Greg moved in to finish off the rest with melee weapons. As the group hid next to the hanger, some noise was heard inside. Kim peaked around the corner and noticed several - perhaps a dozen or two - Zombies moving behind a set of long windows which provided a view into a walled in section of the hanger. The closer of the two windows was already broken out so she ducked back around the corner to avoid being spotted.
Looking out from a new point of view, a large plane was seen a couple hundred yards to the southeast. Nothing was seen moving around it, but it did look like there were several corpses rotting on the cement around it. Thinking it might contain something useful, the group decided to check it out. Following along the grassy area next to the tarmac, the group neared the plane. Before heading directly over to the plane, however, Colton noticed some movement in a small wooded area near them. Moving a bit closer to to the woods, Kim confirmed that something was there and was, in fact, now moving towards them. Kim, Colton, and Greg all readied their melee weapons and moved through the woods to meet what ever it was head on.
They found themselves face to face with several Zombies as they came through the small patch of trees to a road. At first it was just a few, but more joined in at the sound of the the first group's moans of hunger. Even more moved in coming from behind an olive green bus which was off to the edge of the road. The Zombies swarmed around the group attempting to grab and bite each of the three survivors. Many of the attacks, especially those directed at Greg, were far too close for comfort. With the seemingly unending flow of Zombies, Greg and Kim both attempted to make an escape. As they attempted to make headway and beat down the Zombies in front of them, others from the sides and rear clamped their icy hands around their arms and legs preventing the escape. Fortunately, the group's teamwork pulled them through and somehow all three survivors still stood - un-bitten - amongst a pile of bodies. Greg's nerves were shaken and his body nearly collapsed in exhaustion after the battle. Over 50 Zombies were slain in this fray alone.
The group headed towards the bus to check it out. One of the front tires was blown and had been running on the rim. Corpses were laying haphazardly around the bus and concentrated at the doorway. Greg couldn't take the smell flooding the area and decided to keep watch a few yards away, but Kim and Colton moved into the broken doors hanging by the hinges to check out the interior. Upon entering, the foul stench of decomposing bodies was nearly overpowering. Through watering eyes, several ammo boxes could be seen strewn around the aisle of the bus. Kim made her way down the aisle past uniformed corpses. Shell casings covered the seats and floor making it even more difficult to navigate the interior. From all of the carnage, Colton and Kim were able to recover 3 M16 rifles, 12 M9 pistols, and a M249 machine gun. No live rounds were to be found as they were apparently all expended on the Zombies littering the area around and along the road where the bus once traveled. Looking out the rear windows of the bus revealed a long gouge and black rubber bits scarring the road marking the last efforts by who ever was driving the bus to escape the undead onslaught.
The stench of the area did not provide a very good place to rest so the group moved on towards their target of the big plane. Colton and the others scanned the area at the edge of the woods as they prepared for the final move to the C130 cargo transport plane. Seeing no movement, the group scurried up to and against the cold aluminum skin of the plane. Stepping over the corpses littering the area, the trio positioned themselves around one of the side access doors. Kim thought she saw some motion at one of the windows so Greg decided to knock. The knocking was met with something pounding on the inside of the door. Everyone stepped back as Kim began hacking at the door with her fire axe.
After a considerable amount of effort (and noise), the door suddenly flew open as a Zombie pushed its way out. Colton was ready with the crossbow and skillfully struck the Zombie down from its mid-air leap. Glancing around, the group noticed several more lumbering shapes heading towards them from the woods to the south. Greg, not wanting to be involved in any more combat, quickly jumped up into the plane as the other two guarded the open doorway. The initial handful of Zombies was nearly dispatched when Greg's scream was heard from within the plane. Ten Zombies had moved from behind crates and were attempting to dig into the new fleshy meal that had stepped into their tomb. Noticing that more Zombies now approached from the hanger, Kim and Colton headed inside the plane to both help Greg and create a choke-point for the additional Zombies approaching.
More close calls and failing endurance left Greg in little position to fight. The other two knew they had to keep him alive - if not for his good company, his piloting skill was their ticket out of there. After a few rounds of fierce melee combat only a few precious seconds remained for the group to prepare for the next oncoming threat. Colton helped get the door closed as Kim jammed the fire axe to hold it shut. Zombies were heard pounding at the door as the group began looking through the rest of the plane to make sure they had no other unwanted residents.
The cockpit area was accessed with Kim's fire axe revealing two decomposing corpses in civilian clothing adding to the wretched stench of the plane. Judging from one of the cracked windows, it looked like they at one time had tried to escape. They apparently failed. Moving to the back of the plane, a large canvas curtain separated off the back portion of the cargo hold. Pulling the curtain back revealed an armored personnel carrier as well as a four barrels of diesel fuel. A .50 caliber machine gun could be seen mounted on top which enhanced the spirits of the group. Unfortunately, no ammo for the big gun could be found in or around the APC. Greg continued searching by popping open the crates in the holding area only to find various machine parts.
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| M113 Armored Personnel Carrier (Soldiers not included) |
The incessant pounding on the door provoked the group into dealing with the situation outside of the plane sooner than later. Greg stood to the side of the door preparing to remove the fire axe from the door while Kim and Colton readied the suppressed MP5s and set their sights on the doorway. On the count of three, Greg yanked the fire axe out of the door and backed away as the door fell open allowing the Zombies outside to literally climb over each other to get inside the door. Kim and Colton were able to dispatch of several of their attackers until one slipped through. Greg was ready with his crowbar and dispatched it and was able to clear out of the way to let the other two continue with their MP5 assault. After another dozen Zombie corpses filled the doorway and were being pulled out by the next set of Zombies, one more slipped through, but met its fate at the hands of Greg.
After the frenzy subsided, the doorway was cleared out and the door again shut and barred - this time with one of the machine parts. The group headed up to the cockpit to get a view of the area. Several more Zombies milled around the opening to the hanger and the binoculars revealed that they were all severely burned. Most of the clothing had been melted away and the skin was a bit charred. Still, they walked and searched for where their fully-functional brethren ran off to...
Directing their attention back to the APC, Colton and Greg searched around for a manual fuel pump, but were unable to find one. Kim joined the search and quickly piped: "Is this what you're looking for?". Sure enough, they attached the pump to one of the drums and filled the fuel tank up by draining one of the drums.
The group discussed trying to make it back to their Cessna, but Colton pointed out it was already after 6PM and didn't think it would be a good idea to try to fly as it starts to get dark. It was agreed that they would try to get some rest inside the APC despite the terrible stench of rotting corpses scattered throughout the plane.
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