Supply convoy through London

[bloodywyvern]

January 14, 1924
1700 hours
London, James Rivier District
9 Degrees C, Cloudy mild rain




The supplies they needed had been shipped in through the river by heavily defended boats, unfortunately for the British army holed up in the government District, this was still a while away from the safe zone, and as such a group of soldiers would have to leave the green zone, as they called it. Among these Soldiers was one Draco Bowden. The supplies had landed late due to increased Zombie activity, but eventually they were loaded upon 3 large trucks containing all manners of ammunition, food, fresh water, and a few precious luxury goods. The loading had gone relativity smoothly thanks to the heavy guns of the ships, but now, the convoy was about to go off. the 3 trucks were defended by two small jeeps, one at the front and the rear, acting as scouts, and soldiers sitting in the back of the trucks with the supplies. Draco was in the lead truck.

Sighing he lit a cigarette and took a drag, his hand instinctively covering the fire, old habits die hard. With the cigarette held between his teeth he looked down at his Lee Enfield and checked that that it was loaded correctly, the whole routine, it gave him some form of comfort in all this abnormality. He looked around carefully for some sign of movement, you'd think with the rotting stench that you'd be able to smell the things long before they came, but that stench clung to every inch of the air, even in the green zone, it was in your clothes, your hair, everything, nothing you could do would get rid of it, it was something you'd learned to live with... "Ready!" a voice barked behind him in a northern accent and there was a sound of two bangs and the truck burst into life, the convoy was on the move...

[Nathan Ellis]

GM

Although the heavy naval guns had kept the creatures at bay while they unloading was taking place, it has also attracted them from all over the district. Now that they heavy barrage was gone, they were free to move about. And as the convoy sped off through the tight and narrow streets of the James River District, the great danger followed, waiting for a chance to strike.

That chance came rather quickly, as the convoy had to slow to make a turn at an intersection. Straight ahead (North) had been blocked by the rubble of a building that had been destroyed by the bombing, and the road to the east was piled with abandoned or destroyed vehicles, several being military.

At the sight of their prey slowing down, the undead pounced, both literally and figuratively speaking. Climbers crawled over the tops of buildings and down the walls. Runners burst out of windows, and scurried out of doors into the streets. The convoy was now surrounded, and with only two options. Attempt to plow through the undead mob ahead of them, and try to make it to the green zone, hoping that the impact of bodies would destroy their vehicles. Or ditch the vehicles and supplies, at least for the time being, and try to make it back through the buildings, which would limit the amount of undead able to get to them. It could be a tough choice...

[bloodywyvern]

Draco heard the bangs and gurgles of the creatures as the faster ones were quickly on the trucks, masses of gunfire and screams burst out behind him as the trucks near the rear were hit, he looked back to see one of the creatures dragging a screaming soldiers out while tearing a chunk from his shoulder Draco quickly aimed a shot at the beasts head, blowing a reasonable hole in it and causing it to collapse to the floor, unfortunately this didn't save the man as he was mobbed by the creatures. "fuck...fuck" Draco swore under his breath in a neutral British accent with a small hint of Cornish as he reloaded the bolt action rifle The CO of the convoy jumped out of the cab and was promptly jumped on, his throat torn out in a gurgled cry before he even got a shot off.

Draco shouted over the din "SCREW THIS MOVE! MOVE!" to the driver who stamped his foot down, causing some of the unsecured supplies to fall out of the back of the truck. One of the creatures jumped into the back of the truck and Draco gave it a vicious kick, sending it flying off, creating sickening cracking sounds and it slid along the road, twitching but still alive.

Then there was the screech of metal on metal and Draco lost his footing as the truck rammed through the jeep blocking its path, sending it crashing into a building. there was bumping sounds as the creatures jumped from windows onto the canopy roof of the rear of the truck, and Draco saw others beginning to give chase to the truck on the roads "You!" he shouted to a man shaking with fear "Climb into the front, protect the driver damn it!" he turned away as the man scrambled to climb in through the small gap into the cab and took aim at some of the following creatures, loosing shots off causing some to crash to the floor and roll and others to merely shrug the bullet off and keep moving. Then one tore through the canopy and fell in, its head at an odd angle as though its neck was broken, eyeing Draco with cold dead eyes Draco quickly reloaded and as the thing lunged fired a shot through its head, spraying blood across the entire interior of the truck as more began to drop down through the opening...

[Nathan Ellis]

[[OOC: good, but remember, not all shots can be a head shot, you'll miss, and in this confusion and cramped space, you're even more likely too with the long rifle. Not much i can give you at this current time, so this GM will be short.]]

GM

With undead falling through the roof, and jumping onto the vehicle at random, things were looking grim, and there were still more following the lone vehicles from roof top and on foot behind it. If Draco didn't do something quick, he could be shoved out of the back of the vehicle, or killed. The green zone was still many blocks away, and with the other vehicles gone, there wasn't much hope for reinforcements...

[[OOC: Alright, general situation, you've got one gunner and the driver in the front seat, with 2 zombies on the windshield and hood. Then you are in the back, with 3 other zombies, and a bunch more following waiting for a chance to jump on. The truck is also full of military grade supplies...]]

[bloodywyvern]

(OOC. yeah thats what I meant by the ones shrugging wounds off )

"DAMN IT" Draco swore as he pulled the trigger on his rifle clicking empty letting it drop he fell to pistol and pulled his knife out, holding it against the pistol so he was ready to fight at close quaters, even though he'd always been poor at it he fired a few shots at random in the roof, hoping to at least distract the creatures while he looked around and saw... grenades...

Draco put the knife back in his belt and put his hand in the crate, pulling out a grenade and firing a shot at the zombie, smashing it in the shoulder and causing it to recoil a few steps giving him a few more seconds, he heard the tinkle of glass as the creatures smashed their way into the cab and gunshots as the gunner tried to desperately defend the driver Draco took another two shots at the zombie one clipping its head and the other smashing into its throat, causing the creature to go down gurgling, he then shouted into the cab "I'm sorry" pulling the pin on the grenade and dropping it into the crate as the truck swerved and slowed enough for him to make a save jump, draco ran to the back jumping out and rolling to absorb as much of the damage as he could.

he hit the floor in a cloud of dust, groaning he stumbled to his feet in blind panic and sprinted inside one of the buildings slamming the door shut seconds before one of the creatures slammed into it hissing and then there was a huge explosion, as the truck and its collection of ammunition and explosives went off creating a huge ball of fire which would either attract even more zombies, or ward them off for now. he fired the rest of his shots into the door hoping to hit the creature behind it and let the mag drop to the floor, pulling out another and slamming it into the gun and checking the breach. Quickly he began to ruin through the ruins of the buildings, trying to find a way to get to back to the green zone..

[Nathan Ellis]

[[OOC: well, not exactly what i had in mind but that worked. Sucks for you though, you'll have to go edit your profile, and you are down one Colt 1911 mag, and several rounds of .303 and .45.]]

GM

Running through the maze of buildings, alleys, and rubble in an attempt to get back to the green zone, and with all the supplies and help he had gone in a glorious fire ball, things were looking very grim for Draco, very very grim. He'd have to try to make his way back to the only safe spot around, which was still 6 blocks away to the North West. And there were plenty of creatures out looking for their next meal...

[[OOC: Go ahead and make another post. Or wait and see if someone else wants to join this RP with you.

Deleted OOC posts to keep it clean.]]

[bloodywyvern]

(OOC I'll post again since i'm bored atm)

Draco slipped his hand into one of the compartments in his webbing and swore under his breath, he felt packets of bullets but realised he'd forgotten to put any more rifle ones in magazines, and reloading them could take some times. "7 Bullets against the population of London... wonderful" he said to himself as he looked around, the building he was in was somehow mostly intact, the roof was still in one piece and the walls, despite looking a bit crumbly were still there for now...

As knew the explosion would act as a beacon for the creatures, as if the convoy hadn't been enough of one to begin with... and he also knew that it had probably killed any chance of reinforcements until he was within a block or two of the base. He slipped his hand around the hilt of his knife and pulled it out of his belt, holding it against the pistol in case anything got close and began to move as quickly and quietly as he could, although he was sure these creatures relied more upon smell or some other sense than hearing or sight.

Taking a deep breath he checked each room he came across for the creatures, the grip on his gun shaking slightly with fear and adrenaline, even the Great war had done this to him. After a painful 5 minutes of searching he came to the back door, crouching he quietly opened it a crack and looked around, the streets seemed clear and there was another building across the street in the direction of the green zone, he could hear the occasional crack and whine of British rifles and automatic fire from there, which was normal... and it meant they were still there.

Taking another breath he opened the door fully and sprinted across the ruined the ruined street to the building, ignoring anything that could be trying to chase him and just ran to the door praying nothing would actually be chasing him

[Nathan Ellis]

[[OOC: Oh silly me, I forgot to give you your cash reward for completing an RP over 5 posts.

Anyway, lets tally it up: 7 posts time $2 each, plus 10% per character involved (7 x 2 x 1.10) = $15.40 Not a whole lot, but it brings you closer to some more ammo or that new gun. You can make an entry in your bank account/wallet adding that amount.

And anybody else that completes a RP thread, that is over 5 posts, and i forget to give you your reward, please send me a PM reminding me.]]