"Thanks, Have you heard any news from the U.S. Army officers. I need reinforcments but I cant get a hold of any officers. So I need some info. on them. I seriously dought they are dead. They are heavly defended by troops..."
"I'd have to say my favorite improvised weapon would be...a fixed-leg chair. They work pretty well if you hold them by the seat and the back-rest and use the legs to keep an attacker or two at bay.
And if they're heavy duty, they make a…"
"1. I have some experience. I am a fair shot with a small-caliber rifle or a handgun. I am inexperienced with high-caliber rifles and shotguns, but I'm a fast learner. I am yet to meet a firearm I can't operate without instructions.
"This of course depends on the age and size of the baby. Let's assume we're talking a baby that can - at best - crawl, and has no teeth? Even if that baby remains intact long enough after an attack to actually turn, the chances of it being…"
In mid-2007, I was contracted by a UNDISCLOSED pharmaceutical company researching a cure to the Campion Virus as a "Security Guard". In actuality, the company was rsearching the possibility of using the virus as a biological weapon and I was a special forces operative assigned to carry out various missions in the interest of the company. My former SWAT experience assisted me in my various tasks, such as escorting high-ranking personnel, transferring various biohazardous objectives, kidnapping of infected and combat against key competitors. I was codenamed "HUNK" and put in charge of a team of six operatives (myself included).
In September of 2007, as the virus evolved and the first cases of zombism were reported, our missions became geared towards capturing and containing the infected. The researchers we worked alongside scrambled to find a suppressor, as many of our "test subjects" quickly became unmanageable. Things began to quickly go downhill after that.
My team was ultimately sent into Las Vegas, just before the horde of zombies reached the city. Our assignment was to plant an experimental airborne virus suppressor - one that would allegedly incapacitate but not "kill" the infected - and take our observations. The mission went horribly awry. As the carnage began, the remote control drone used to contain the suprressor was destroyed when a vehicle veered off the road and ran into it.
My team was ordered to retrieve the contents of the drone by any means necessary before it was reconned by a third party who could potentially use it to outdo our company. Between the masses of infected and the chaos of civilians fighting for their lives, everyone on my team was killed in a matter of minutes. I alone managed to retrieve the vials containing the suppressor and bring it back to my superiors before the city was completely condemned.
Since then I have carried out various other assignments. As the world crumbles, I realize that the pay I receive is virtually useless. However, there is nothing else to do but to keep doing my job - and if there were anything else to do, I doubt I'd be as good at it.