Projekt Untoten

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(OOC: that's better, Braet is right, look up a few pictures of WWII field radio sets on the web and you'll see what we mean.)

Mitchell ran out of the house and down the street, hoping that his grenade had killed the jerry, because if not, then that jerry would be right behind him, and with the undead already shuffling along the street behind him, any wound would mean death.
breathlessly he reached Mcdowler and Cooper.
"What kept yer?" Mcdowler growled.
"Big German, lots of zeds, move, NOW!" Mitchell ordered.
quickly the squad moved out.
"Where do we go sarge?" Cooper asked.
"Anywhere away from the zeds." Mitchell said, aware of the slight tone of panic in his voice.
he could hear gunfire up ahead, it looked like a hill, ah well, it was the jerries, but at least it wasn't the walking dead.

 

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Shards of razor sharp steel whistled passed Sven's head as he charged down the stairs, a stinging sensation in his left arm told him that he hadn't completely avoided the grenades shrapnel.
Smashing open the door Sven caught a fleeting glimpse of the tommy as he dived out of the back door to head out into the countryside surrounding the small village.
Sven began to pursue only to be cut off by a pair of Untoten no doubt drawn by the sound of the mans grenade. Snarling like the wild beast that he was Sven easily tore of the first Untotens head with his bear hands before leaping upon the ather one, pinning it to the ground as he ripped out its throat using his teeth although fangs would proabably be a more appropriate term as he was drenched in the Untotens blood. Normally such an occurrence would result in a slow and agonising death as the body transformed itself into that of the living dead, however for some unknown reason Jaegerhund were imune to the virus that resided with the Untoten...Dogs were too either way it meant that Sven could indulge in his base instincts without the fear of turning.
Scenting the air he discovered that the tommy had met up with the rest of his team meaning that he'd gotten lucky this time.

"Thats it...keep firing! send them back to hell" Manfred shouted over the din of the firing line, he had around thirty men under his command, the Oberst was dead killed by a bite to his neck by an Untoten and then killed a second time by Manfred himself.
There had originally been three radio's witin the camp, one had been on the truck that had sped away with a squad of infantry on board and another had been destroyed in the ensuing combat. As for the third....well if what the men had been telling him was true then it was in the communications hut back inside the camp. Manfred hoped that he wouldn't be required to brave the horde in order to retrieve it but with ammo supplies rapidly depleting it was only a matter of time before he have to seriously begin contemplating the suicide mission.

 

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Mitchell and his squad moved towards the hill, now Mitchell could see that the jerries were being attacked by the undead, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
"Cooper, set up shop and start sniping." he ordered.
"snipe who?" Cooper asked as he set up his sniping nest in a bush.
"snipe the dead now, kill the krauts later." Mitchell replied, "Mcdowler, go over there and get a closer view of what's happening. and stay out of sight." he continued as he lay down in the prone position.
"yes sarge." Mcdowler said as he ran off towards the jerries.

Mcdowler ran across the dead ground, hugging his shotgun to his chest, this should be near enough, he crouched down behind a log. it appeared that the jerries were holed up in a sandbagged position, and credit where credit was due, they seemed to be holding back the dead. Mcdowler could also see that there was a small hut situated just beyond the hordes of undead. suddenly he heard a groan to his left.
Mcdowler wheeled around, bringing his shotgun up to eye level. several feet in front of him there was the walking corpse of a French civilian lumbering towards him.
Mcdowler aimed at the forehead at squeezed the trigger. the zed's head exploded in a shower of blood and brains. the now decapitated body slumped to the ground. dead fora second time.