M2T5
Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 9:37 am
2179 AD, 28th September
Location: CSC Sector, Saint John, Anubis station
Mission timer: 00:00:19:38
Sergeant Simovic's boot laden foot impacted heavily on the door to the communications bunker and it flew open with a bang. The Marines quickly scanned the dark corridor passageway that lead into the belly of the bunker. The walls were raw concrete and stripes of brown rain water residue striped them. Just inside the door a short five flight stair case in concrete lead to the hallway floor. The staircase creaked eerily as they stepped on it. The inside of the bunker was cold and raw, a small draft could be felt as they entered the hallway.
The hallway lead straight for another ten meters before opening up into a large room filled with large square boxes. A slight electrical humming could be heard, some kind of irregular blipping sound was also audible from a communications console. The console was wrapped in transparant plastic and the buttons beneath it glowed softly in red, blue and green. A boom microphone portruded from the table and held the plastic up almost like a tent.
The motiontrackers showed nothing and the bunker was quickly cleared out by Sergeant Dugan and his men.
The 4th and 3rd Squad started making their way around the dome slowly and carefully. To their right the two large, square, three story buildings loomed in the mist. The ground was made of large pebbles that cracked softly as they moved forward, the smell from the nearby bogs had almost diminished that or their noses had gotten used to it. The motion tracker still showed nothing, it's sharp "toc-toc-toc-toc-toc-toc" was nervewrecking and the eyes where pinned to the small screen, softly sweeping back and forth. The doppler-shift scanning waves could not penetrate the dome however, so whatever was inside could be just inside the door and be ready to jump them.
The entrance to the large dome was made up by two interlocking metal doors, the marines set up a perimeter and Private Johnson brought up his welding tool and started working on the door. The crooked symbol of Biohazard was stamped on both doors together with the somewhat abundant "Authorized staff only" sign. The brilliant blue flashing from the tool flickered in the mist, and the Marines nervously looked around them as the tool sputtered and hissed. The door took almost two minutes to cut open, with a damped thud the door fell off its hinges and the Marines lifted it out, careful not to touch the hot white glowing parts of the door.
The inside of the dome was magnificent, extremely large and supported by huge beams arching high over their heads. The dome was also completely empty except for a few old looking wooden crates and a gated elevator placed squarely in the middle of the floor. A soft murmuring could be heard from somewhere below them.
Once the dom was cleared 3rd Squad quickly moved up to the two large buildings. What struck them at first sight was that they completely lacked windows, and the few that still remained was either smashed or very, very dirty. Upon closer inspection it was clear that both buildings were deserted and had been for the last five or more years.
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Location: CSC Sector, Saint John, Anubis station
Mission timer: 00:00:19:38
Sergeant Simovic's boot laden foot impacted heavily on the door to the communications bunker and it flew open with a bang. The Marines quickly scanned the dark corridor passageway that lead into the belly of the bunker. The walls were raw concrete and stripes of brown rain water residue striped them. Just inside the door a short five flight stair case in concrete lead to the hallway floor. The staircase creaked eerily as they stepped on it. The inside of the bunker was cold and raw, a small draft could be felt as they entered the hallway.
The hallway lead straight for another ten meters before opening up into a large room filled with large square boxes. A slight electrical humming could be heard, some kind of irregular blipping sound was also audible from a communications console. The console was wrapped in transparant plastic and the buttons beneath it glowed softly in red, blue and green. A boom microphone portruded from the table and held the plastic up almost like a tent.
The motiontrackers showed nothing and the bunker was quickly cleared out by Sergeant Dugan and his men.
The 4th and 3rd Squad started making their way around the dome slowly and carefully. To their right the two large, square, three story buildings loomed in the mist. The ground was made of large pebbles that cracked softly as they moved forward, the smell from the nearby bogs had almost diminished that or their noses had gotten used to it. The motion tracker still showed nothing, it's sharp "toc-toc-toc-toc-toc-toc" was nervewrecking and the eyes where pinned to the small screen, softly sweeping back and forth. The doppler-shift scanning waves could not penetrate the dome however, so whatever was inside could be just inside the door and be ready to jump them.
The entrance to the large dome was made up by two interlocking metal doors, the marines set up a perimeter and Private Johnson brought up his welding tool and started working on the door. The crooked symbol of Biohazard was stamped on both doors together with the somewhat abundant "Authorized staff only" sign. The brilliant blue flashing from the tool flickered in the mist, and the Marines nervously looked around them as the tool sputtered and hissed. The door took almost two minutes to cut open, with a damped thud the door fell off its hinges and the Marines lifted it out, careful not to touch the hot white glowing parts of the door.
The inside of the dome was magnificent, extremely large and supported by huge beams arching high over their heads. The dome was also completely empty except for a few old looking wooden crates and a gated elevator placed squarely in the middle of the floor. A soft murmuring could be heard from somewhere below them.
Once the dom was cleared 3rd Squad quickly moved up to the two large buildings. What struck them at first sight was that they completely lacked windows, and the few that still remained was either smashed or very, very dirty. Upon closer inspection it was clear that both buildings were deserted and had been for the last five or more years.
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