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(i know but you need some sort of mission don't you and yes i will stay )

Checking his next generation M8 Grant looks to his partner. "Riley! We stay together today! I'm on point your support, I don't want any Greens comin up on us!" He yells over the roar of the helo.

(greens are the army nickname for zombies!)

(Ok guys here we go, I'm gonna make my Character and then you guys can start. One of you asked where we are, well everybody starts out on their teams helicopter being brought to the city. Oh one thing all 3 of you guys would need to edit cuz I didn't specify what you were supposed to write. In the Intel Operative slot you were supposed to write the name and ref. # of the person your team speaks with over your headsets/radios, etc like Anya in the Gears of War video games (if you've ever played them). and also two of you guys didn't specify your rank (the two characters from the American Army, that might be something you'd want to fix, otherwise you guys can start rping whenever you want)

My Character:
Character and Backstory Section:
Name: Sgt. Daniel Flint
Gender: Male
Nationality: Canadian
Psychological Profile: Calm and collected at all times, Daniel started out as a cop in a town close to his own hometown in rural Newfoundland. He was given a special invitation to a Special Ops. Team just two years after joining the force. Now he leads that same team into the virally-infested New York, and he's not just looking for a paycheck.....
Appearance: Black, messy hair, blue eyes, about 6'1
Force: Elite Canadian Special Ops., Battle Hammer Group stationed at gander Air Force Base, Newfoundland, Canada
Squad Name: Delta Squad
Intel Operative: #34 - Rachel Adams
Chopper I.D.: Hawk 9

Weapons and Equipment Section
Primary Weapon: M4A1
Secondary Weapon: Desert Eagle
Gear/Equipment: Combat Knife, MedKit, ACOG Scope, Backup Weapon: S&W Model 13 Revolver, SOPMOD Accessory Kit for M4A1

Squad Section
Team Uniform: Usually the team is fully outfitted with full Battle Armor, but the executives have greatly altered the uniform for this operation, instead of the heavy Kevlar bulletproof vests and tear-resistant Survival Suit, the teammembers are simply wearing a black sweater,with an interior layer of a specially made material designed to trap any form of airborne strains of the virus from reaching the wearer. The hood contains small metal "hooks" for attaching Special Ops. Gas/Oxygen Combo Masks. They also wear standard issue Cargo pants and combat boots. The majority of the team carries Night Vision Goggles as well as Underslung Tactical Flashlights.

Squad:
Name: Pvt. Robert Egan
Gender: Male
Weapons: (Primary) G36C equiped with Tasco Red Dot Scope (Secondary) Glock 17
Team Role: Medic
Psychological Profile: Having knowing Sgt. Flint most of his life, this former paralegal gave up his comfortable life living in the cities most expensive condo for a life of adventure. He stays quiet most of the time, following his leader's orders without a hitch, but he has a temper that he uses to give himself an "overly competitive edge" in combat, to great effect

Name: Cpl. Tom Dawson
Gender: Male
Weapons: (Primary) M249 LMG, M3 Shotgun, MGL-140 Grenade Launcher (Secondary) Beretta M9
Team Role: Heavy Weapons
Psychological Profile: A giant of a man, towering over the rest of the team in size and strength. He is hyperactive and egotistical, yet loyal and respectful to his superiors

Name: Pvt. 1st Class Carlos Rodriguez
Gender: Male
Nationality: Brazilian
Weapons: (Primary) MP5 (Secondary) H&K USP
Team Role: Mechanics
Psychological Profile: The son of a Brazilian ambassador joined the military as soon as he finished college, where he got a degree as a mechanic, after several successful missions with both the Canadian Armed Forces and the British SAS, he was assigned to join the Special Ops team

Name: Cpl. Ken Chan
Gender: Male
Nationality: Chinese
Weapons: (Primary) P90 (Secondary) Taurus PT92AF
Team Role: Recon and Intel
Psychological Profile: Formerly a special agent for the Chinese government. relocated to Canada after a failed mission that cost him his career. As a child, he travelled the world so often that he barely learned to speak his native language, he learned English very early in his life and, as a result, has no trace of a chinese accent in his voice.

(okay that works)

Riley kicked open the rusty and corroded door with a slam. The storng beam on his m4 shown on a stairway that went down into the pharmacy storage room. "going in squad!" he yelled as the chopper was taking off and all that could be heard was the moan of the undead. Riley started down the stairway and saw rows of boxes and dusty shelves, "clear!". he was on the floor now and a musty stench reached his nostrils. "ugh, it smells like shit down here." he continued to scan the premises, but nothing important or significant was found in the room, and there seemed to be no hostiles either. Riley approached the door to the pharmacy.

(Like ZombieKiller said: we're supposed to be military. I would allow you to stay but you'd need to do some MAJOR adjustments to your character. For example, you'd need at least one weapon, you wouldn't be able to be captured by the zombies because they're not that smart, they'd kill you as soon as look at you, and I'm not sure if you've ever seen a zombie movie, but Zombies don't speak, they lack the brain capacity to do so, so If you want to stay, either edit your current character to make them military, or delete all your posts and start fresh with a survivor (who really should be above to age of 18)who has at least one weapon.)

(PS I would delete your posts anyway to get rid of anything that breaks the zombie canon)

Flanking the left of the room Grant yells "clear! Moveing up!" pulling into his pointmans position Grant moves down the hall at a controled pace his M8 at the ready. "dammit why of all the freakin places we end up it's in a shithole like this?" stoping at a corner Grant pulls a framed mirror and checks the connecting room. "three greens to the left two at the back and two more to the right. They seem to stick to the walls." Grant whispers into his com. "Orders sir?"

(did we start too early Crossfire? By the way I respect your view of the 'true' zombie, that's what i agree with. And Im a Sergeant)
"I'll take the middle cover me and watch the sides"
Rile advanced and sent bursts into the two he approached, one fell dead and the other charged him, quickly, Riley shot once more and penetrated the creature's head befre it could make contact with him. This uproar sent the other zombies into a craze "cover me Grant!"

(very true, I like my zombie survival gritty and real world, very good!)

Rushing the left Grant fires off a 10 round burst into the right side group, turning back to Riley Grant falls in behind him covering the fflanks and rear. "Clear! Move up!" scanning the room for any hidden threats Grant sticks to Riley's back. "We need to make sure we stick to small groups, there's only two of us." clicking the strap to his thigh holster Grant pulls free his Mark 23. "your covered"