Spaghetti_82nd

Race struggles to keep his eye's open as he drags spaghetti's body through the mud and leans it up against a wall next to Dlcoates outta the heavy downpoor, running back towards the crash their is a flicker of light in a window which attracts his attention, reaching for his side arm Race changes direction and heads towards the house, Sliding in the mud under one of the windows in the house he stops him self and looks through the window and into the room which has been stripped of all it's furniture only a couple sleeping bags lay in the middle of the floor and at the foot of 3 of the sleeping bags is a pack not paying much attention to those packs he starts to crouch back under the window when he notices it at the foot of the 4th sleeping bag gripping his M1911 he charges for the door slamming in to it knocking it off it's hinges, he turns and runs in to the room with the sleeping bags and grabs the medical bag that came from their chopper, turning around with his m1911 pointed at the door way where a man was standing holding a crowbar both stood still waiting for the other to make the first move, as Race starts to squezz the trigger the man is knocked sideways as dlcoates tackles him to the floor sending the crowbar sliding across the floor, as the man yells for his life dlcoates covers his mouth with a hand and puts his finger to his lips telling the man to be quite,soon the sound of a helicopter could be heard, spaghetti stumbles in and leans against one of the walls and slides down letting his legs go limp, as the helicopter passes Dlcoates helps the man up but Race still has his pistol trained on the mans chest not giving him a chance to run off, a few hours pass as the men get aquainted they learn that the man came to Stary Sobor with friends after being told their was a military camp set up and it was one of the only safe places left, he also tells them how he lost some friends along they way from being kiddnapped by bandits or killed from bandits or infected, Spaghetti ask where the others are who own the sleeping bags the man tells him 1 was killed and the other 2 ran off after the bandits showed up a few days ago, the 4 men go to sleep taking turns watching out, as the sun begains to rise the men set out Dlcoates takes point followed by Race than the newest addition to their team ii Technician as Spaghetti brings up the rear while keeping a close eye on their newest team mate, they set off South towards Cherno to regroup with Frank and Fiore, Mr. Pillz was buried in the crash and the men didn't have the energy to waste to dig his body out, the men walk off in to the woods leaving behind Stary Sobor, the weapons crate Spaghetti and Pillz grabbed and away from Mr.Pillz.......

yes frank is in Cherno with Fiore and Pillz was the pilot besides you, and i have not seen pillz on in a while(Spoiler).

Rain begins to beat against the windshild of the Blackhawk as visabilaty gets worse and wind rocks the bird side to side lightning strikes off in the distance knowing the storm will only get worse Mr.Pillz looks for a place to land while he still can, Race's voice comes over the coms informing the others he sees the lights of Stary Sobor a town they do not want to be in but have no other choice since it is the only town with a heli pad that has a gas tank near it, Mr.Pillz starts the decent about 28 meters from the pad spaghetti see a muzzel flash then 2 than 3, with the sights of the M240 pointed in the direction of the flashes, Dlcoates yells in to the coms telling Pillz not to land but curcle around and see what is going on, as they make their first pass the see a group of bandits chasing someone, one of the bandits turns and fires towards the 82nd, passing over them they appear on Race's side with out being told he fires in to the group of bandits as tracers are seen cutting through the rain one of the bandits is spun around as his arm is torn from his body as a few of the bullets find their mark, leveling off race open's up with burst as the group splits and runs for cover while a couple chase after the survivor, Dlcoates scans the buildings and streets after a while sees a black suv hidden under a tarp knowing only certin groups drive that kind of vehicle he informs spaghetti the location of it and after a few seconds the body of the suv is riddled with holes as the engine block is hit a spark is created causing the suv to become one gaint fireball, as the survivor and 2 bandits following him dissaper behind some houses Mr.Pillz fly's over towards the market thinking that is where this survivor is heading to, they pass over the church and race see's the 2 bandits but not the survivor, once clear of the church the m240 is brought back to life as bullets rip in to sides of buildings and tear bushes apart, the shed the 2 bandits jumped behind to hide was torn down as if a bulldozer drove over it, scanning the area no threat is seen, then a loud beep is heard as the fuel runs out the engine sputters as Mr.Pillz fights to keep it steady yelling them to hold on it's about to get crazy the engine dies and the Blackhawk begains to drop to earth slamming in to the a patch of trees that tip it on it's side the blades still spinning dig in to the ground throwing chunks of dirt and grass and metal as the blades break apart, the Blackhawk slam's in to the ground turning over on it's self as it slides down a small hill it comes to a stop after slamming in to a brick house and taking out part of the west wall, which causes the bricks from the top half of the wall to burry half the chopper, sparks shoot out from where the gauges once where as the roof begains to collapse. A hot sensation hits his face bringing him back to conscience, as his eye's ajust and he fights to see through the blood and rain he still feels his face and body being hit with something hot like the rain has been set on fire, as his vision clears he see's the spinning blades of a chopper as than relizes that hot rain he felt was the casings from a m 240, he fights against every nerve in his body and slowly sits up after getting back to his feet he looks up just in time to see the helicopter learch from one side to the other than as his hearing comes back he hears the last sputter from the engine and watches as the blackhawk looses altatude and is heading straight for a small patch of trees, he stumbles to the side of the church and leans against the corner as he watches it hit the trees than the ground and roll in to a building, standing their as if what he just witnessed was a nightmare, he hears bricks hitting metal and runs not knowing who they where or why he his running in their directing he comes to the wreck and starts digging through the bricks not expecting to find anyone alive but hoping to find supply's or something to help him survive in this new world, as he removes a brick he sees a hand than the arm pretty soon he uncovers the body of one of the men who where in the heli moving the body he notices another and quickly removes that body from the wreckage after the 3rd body is removed he comes across blood dripping from a pile of bricks and quickly moves to a different pile and begains to uncover the rest of the heli. After an hour of digging he finds a crate located in the rear of the heli and next to that he finds 2 bags of medical supply's, grabbing one of the bags he wrestles with the crate with no luck he gives up, hearing a moan behind him he quickly gets to his feet and hobbles off......

Not a word was spoken the entire flight back to base, heads hung down with their chins against chest only the pilot kept his head up and eyes open as the tired and battered crew slip in and out of sleep, each time one drifts asleep he is met with horrible visions of Frank and Fiore being ripped apart with bones snapping and flesh being torn from muscle as mutalated faces feast upon their friends. Grass is layed over upon it's self from the wind from the blades of the Blackhawk as the engine is turned off the woods become silent and only the occassional pop from the wood in the fire is heard, dark lifeless eyes stair into flames as minds race to figure out a way to get back their and find out what was the outcome of their friends. Morning takes it's time as the black moonless night slowly becomes morning bringing the camp to life as the men of the 82nd begin to resupply, as Dlcoates checks the Blackhawk he notices that there is only enough fuel to get stary sobor a small town located in the middle of churnarus, after informing the men that they will be flying to Stary Sobor to refuel before setting off to locate Frank and Fiore, Mr.Pillz and Spaghetti go to a tent located in under an old fur tree, removing some of the brush they each grab the end of a wooden crate and load it into the heli, Race returns with 2 extra medical packs which include everthing that is needed in a critical situation, with all the men ready the engine is brought to life as the bird lifts into the morning sky the men can now see what kind of day it will be as the Blackhawk lifts above the tree tops they see a wall of clouds as dark as mud moving in from the coast a quick check of their coms, instruments, and ammo in the m240's on either side, Mr.Pillz begains flying towards Stary Sobor. Out of breath as his legs want to quit working and every minute becoming more difficult to see as blood runs in to his eye's from a gash on his forehead, he slams in to every door he passes looking for one that is not locked, feeling rain hitting his face and stumbling to jump each fence he falls and rolls in to a dranige ditch feeling the water soak in to his clothes,while looking into the dark gray sky that every now and then flashes with lightning followed by thunder, as he lays their he notices he can not hear the thunder nor hear the rain hitting the water around him he lays their motionless almost lifeless just waiting for death to take hold of his body suck they life right out of him he lays their in wait, waiting...........

also even tho you may be weraing the 82nd tags you may still be killed from another member of the comunity. The tags do not grant you protection from members wearing the tags who are bandits.

The fog illuminated by the full moon slowly rolls in to the city of Cherno as Dlcoates and Spaghetti leave the factory complex where they landed after a malfuncation with their Mi-24's main rotor, kicking the door outward from the inside they begain to run for the far side of the city every street being crowded with Infected, they have no time to waste and do not bother taking the safer but longer route around the city, with each shell casing ejecting from the breach and falling to the hard pavement more Infected are attracted to the ear shattering noise ofthe DMR's wich they both carry. Making only a minute stop at the market to grab two can's of beans and what ever drink's they can find they pick up the pace jumping over fences and running through open buildings lossing large group of Infected. The lights of Balota air traffic control tower could be seen in the distance as the two members of the 82nd approch the hear the winding up of an engine they quickly find cover as the heli lifts off they see markings on the side which they have seen in the past, the markings of a rival group. Dlcoates DMR barks as he squezzes 4 rounds of consecutivly Spaghetti soon follow's as each round slams in to the out side of the Mi-24, one of the rounds punches through the tail rotor which the pilot turns and flys east towards Cherno, taking a quick look around Dlcoates spots a KA-25 hidden in the brush. As the KA-25 climbs the radar comes to life with a single dot knowing they found their target the hunt begin's.......

Your mistake with us finding you was your stupidity to loot our bodys and take your time at it... which gave us time to find a vehicle ( which is not hard on our server) than fly to where we died, where we saw you on our radar and bugan to follow you which later was the resualt of your DEATH...

Loud ringing followd by a blinding light, his eyes begin to ajust and his hering slowly comes back, he shift's his weight as he uses his hands to hold him up looking around to get a bearring on what has just happened he blacks out again....... jumping on a motor bike he found stashed behind a bus stop, he twist the throttle and takes off soon after little puffs of dust and asfault pop up around the speeding bike it does not take long for him to relize he is being shot at, he looses control of the bike as it slams into a hedge of bushes he dives behind the wrecked bike as the bush is being torn apart form the hail of gun fire. 9000 meters north a call comes in, "Spaghetti is alive and in need of evac" Dlcoates runs to his chopper and takes off, not wanting to waste time he goes alone knowing any second left waiting could be the difference between life and death, 2000 meters to go he radios Spaghetti. Laying in wait with is trap placed he waits for an unexpecting victim, thinking back about his last kill he hears the bike start up with out hessatating he takes aim and squezees the trigge,r first shot digs deep into the brick building a foot away from his target he quickly squezees off another which chips up part of the road inches in front of the front tire, after his first 2 misses he switches to full auto and begins to empty his magazine in the direction of his Victim, what he does not know is who he is shooting at is not another civilian and is not alone..... Spaghetti tosses a green smoke granade north of the gas station which sits 38m to his west , as he hears a heli only one name come to mind "Dlcoates" he quickly tosses a frag towargs a group of infected running towards him, the frag goes of killing most the infected he quickly turns his attention to who ever is trying to kill him. Dlcoates comes in low and fast with both mini guns spitting out thousand's of rounds he lays waste to the group charging Spaghetti on his return pass he hears the faint pop of bullets hitting the cabin of the chopper, the glass in front of him shatters as a bullet comes flying through the glass and hitting his helmet, he quickly lands on the tallest factory building in this forsaken town, tryig to reach Spaghetti over coms he finds out the bullet that came through the glass shattered his radio in his helmet, luckly thats all it did, he grabs his DMR from the gear of the heli and scans the roof tops...... Running for the closest building for cover after seeing the shooter move from him to Dlcoate's Chopper spaghetti knows this is the only chanch he will get, slaming in the the side of a brick building he peaks around the corner, a 5 story building sits 50 meters in front of him the building has a smaller room on top where he expects the shooter to be looking around he see's a ladder that leads up to the roof of the building he slamed in to seconds earlyer, checking around the corner again he sees a head lift from behind the overhang of the roof, Spaghetti pulls up his M4A3 cco and squezees the trigger the bullet is forced through the berral flying through the air it slams in to the sholder of the shooter, turning around spaghetti runs to the ladder and begins to climb..... Roof top after roof top is clear he continues scanning untill he sees the berral of a rifle pointing right at him, both seem frozen in place but than he sees blood eject it's self from the right sholder and with that he dumps 4 rounds directly in to his chest, his body goes limp and falls to the roof top. Forry with his finger on the trigger begains to squezee as he see's where the heli landed, he feels a sharp pain rip in to his right sholder and knocks him off balance, this was the last thing he felt before 4 DMR rounds punch right through his chest killing him. Dlcoates get's back in his heli lands on the building where Forry's body now lays as spaghetti climbs the last foot of ladder and steps on to the roof, after looting Forry's body taking what supplys they need they both climb in to the chopper, the two take off leaving Cherno behind them heading back...Back home. This is the Story of the rescue of Spaghetti on the night of March 23, 2013 all is true and some parts have been left out for classified reasons.

Raiding a base when the owner of that base is not on is not fun!

Base is coming together pretty nicely

A rib cage is torn open, as each rib is pulled from its place with a loud snap like a tree branch loaded down with too much snow in the winter, flesh hanging from an open mouth as a chunk of muscle falls to the wet pavement, with a low moan the infected digs it's hands deep into the open cavity of it's victim. The members of the 82nd can not believe what they just witnessed, they have all heard stories but to watch a small group feeding would be burned in to their minds, Dlcoates speaks into his head set keeping his gun drawn on the group which have now almost completely stripped the bodies to the bone, he begins to slowly move across the road trying not to make any noise which would attract the group, one by one the rest of the 82nd follow, they approach their first building to check it's made of red bricks and stands 2 stories with 3 windows on each side, the door to the building hangs open as if it was beaten down, as they enter one at a time the take time clearing each room before moving to the next on the second floor they stop at the only door on that floor as they get ready to enter Race taps Spaghetti on the shoulder telling him everyone is in position, Spaghetti aims for the lock on the door with his M1014 seconds before the trigger is squeezed their is a scream Mr. Fiore runs to the closest window and sets up his M249, he quickly sees an outline of a person running followed by 15-20 infected, Mr. Pillz as well as Frank set up in the window to Mr. Fiore's right, Race and Dlcoates set up in the window to his left while Spaghetti watches the stairs so their is no surprises that sneak up on them, as the person running from their life turns and begins running straight for the building they occupy Dlcoates begins a countdown from 5 when one comes over coms Race's M249 comes to life spitting out rounds followed by Mr. Pillz DMR as it Barks like that of a StaffordShire terrier, Mr. Fiore, Frank, and Dlcoates squeeze their triggers as each bullet slice's the air and hit's it mark, bullets shatter bones and punch hole's straight through flesh, the infected drop as their skulls are split open as well as limbs torn from their bodies from the the amount bullets tearing through them, the men know with all that noise will only attract more, they move swiftly and quietly once out side one the bottom floor they find the person who was running for their life with no time to ask question's they grab her and move back towards the building where they landed with the sun beginning to rise they know they will have to move faster and pick up the pace, as they approach the road where they saw the first group they are met with a sea of walking dead between them and the building where their Black-Hawk is, knowing it would be suicide to try and go through them, they head back to the brick building to re-assist and figure out a new plan on getting out of the city where they may now be trapped.......

frost begins to collect on the ends of the cold barrels from laying in wait, Over the past 2 hours the city has been quite something the 82nd where not expecting, as Mr.Pillz is scanning the streets with his high powerd scope he notices something move across an allyway which has been barracaded by furnature, he sets up on the next allyway expecting it to cross in to his field of view, as he slows his breathing and begains to squezz the triger he waits, 2 seconds turn in to 5 which turn in to 20 he breaths out letting pressher off the triger, he turns his head to see the rest of the crew eating and cracking jokes, He checks back down the allyway where he saw what ever it was he saw and nothing no movement or light he lays back down and contunies scanning for any hostile living or not. Dlcoates slaps Mr.fiore as he begains to dozeoff and tells the others over coms they will be moving out in 30 min and to start checking gear and equipment, Dlcoates grabs his pack from the chopper as Mr.Pillz, Spaghetti,Mr. Fiore,Race, and Franke toss ropes over the edge of the building, on Dlcoates mark they all step over the ledge and on to the side of the building, once on the ground the spred out watching different directions, they move as if they where a single organisam each one knowing where and what the other was doing, they move across what was once a parking lot the sound of flys could be heard as well as the stench of rotting flesh, as they move past each vehicle they check for supplys as well as the infected the come to a 5 foot tall cement wall which streches the length of the parking lot, they move along the wall around bodies that have been torn apart and their inneards strung about, they come to the end of the concret wall as Dlcoates moves around the wall he stops frozen in place muscles tense, eye's fixed, the others slowly move around the wall, all guns drawn fingers on the trigger, their hearts pounding with addrenalin, each man waits for one word that would turn the city into a symphony, they wait............

As the sun sets on another day in Churnarus the war cry's of the 82nd begin for a night of fury fights, the roar of the Blackhawks engine echo through the woods as the engine comes to life. as the last boot steps off the ground the Hawk begains to take flight door gunner's are scaning as the pilot takes the bird closer to the city lights off and NVG's on they come in like a bat outta hell, the infected start exploding as the M240's rip their bodys apart, the BHawk hovers only a few feet above a roof where the 82nd unload and prepare for the long night ahead of them..........