Resident Evil: Operation CLEAN-UP

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

"How the **censor**!" Cyprus spat, staring in disbelief as it just shrugged off a high explosive round. Several agents observed the launcher's futile efforts, and slowed their firing in the wake of their own fear. Tensing his fists, his claws shot to his radio once again.
"HQ, this is Echo! We've encountered a large tri-pedal BOW, and it's wrecking our shit!" he huffed, taking a few more inaccurate shots.  "There's no way we can take it out with the firepower we've got. We need backup, and we need it fast. How copy?"

[Rayleonarde]

The rather stoic voice of 'HQ' came in through the radio. "Negative, Lieutenant. We can't spare anyone else. Other deployment zones are evacuating now, and I suggest you do the same."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Hmmm its pretty slow. I can always make another character if you want. After the timeskip and all))

[Rayleonarde]

((Yeah, the pace SHOULD pick up after this prologue.))

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

((Sorry for the inactivity guys, this whole week my computer's been near enough out of commission. Should be back up and running smoothly now.))

"**censor**." Cyprus spat, taking another quick glance up to the BOW. It didn't show any signs of slowing down, and they were at the limit of what they could achieve with the men they had left.
"Solid copy, HQ." he huffed, dropping his hand from his radio and raising his head to yell.
"All agents, retreat!" he shouted, standing and backpedaling a few feet. "Retreat to the town! Go!"
His agents quickly ceased fire, raised their stances, and took off running in the opposite direction. If he was correct, the BOW's large size should hinder it's ability to maneuver the small market streets. It seemed like small alleys were their best bet.
Ordering his men to split up into small groups of pairs and threes, the squad separated and found their way into the maze of small streets surrounding the town center.

[Rayleonarde]

The BOW bellowed, and followed after the larger group of soldiers. It did it's best to follow, but got hung up on power lines and other small buildings.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

"Keep going!" Cyprus called, ducking into an alley and hopping over a small pile of garbage. "Get out of sight and hide! Wait for it to lose interest."
Hopping behind the counter of a nearby store, Cyprus prayed that his agents took his advice, while slightly peeking over the top surface of the counter to make sure he wasn't at risk of being seen.

[Rayleonarde]

The creature bellowed, as the soldiers dispersed among the buildings, and lost interest. It trudged off, out of the town.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Stepping cautiously out into the streets, Cyprus took a quick glance around the rooftops, hoping he wouldn't see any sign of the creature. Satisfied, he took back to his radio, slipping his weapon onto his back.
"HQ, we've lost the BOW. What's the situation on evac?" he asked, watching as a couple of his agents tentatively stepped out into the streets.

[Rayleonarde]

HQ replied, stoic as ever. "Just a few more minutes, had to redirect a civilian flight to get clearance. Hold tight, they're coming."


Ray, who had fled once the creature arrived, found himself turned around, dazed and confused within the town. With his radio busted, he couldn't contact Cyprus, or anyone.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

After a hasty jog toward the town center, a few agents were regaining their bearings and preparing for evac, and several others were moving in from the surrounding streets. Activating his radio, he switched his channel to communicate with his entire ground team.
"All fire teams, are we all accounted for?" he inquired, looking around as a few battered and bruised soldiers took some well deserved rest against the nearby fountain.
Everyone but four agents radioed back. He expected three to remain silent. After all, they were the casualties from the BOW, and it was difficult to make radio contact with the deceased.
He could swear he knew who was missing, and it was the one single agent who hadn't come with them to search for civilians. The recruit was the only one missing, and he'd die where he stood if he let another die without a reason.
Equipping his weapon once more, Cyprus ordered his agents to recover the bodies of the dead from the field, and turned to enter the labyrinth of the city again.

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

Akim now laying down in his crumbling shelter could hear the chaos of fighting die down. From the sound of it the agents were just around the corner.

"Strange," he thought to himself "assuming my explosives killed those agents from before as they flew off I would imagine it would take more to arrive here."

(What? You think I was targeting civilians? No. Akim is not THAT evil.)

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

(Those helicopters were used for the civilian and troop evac, though? Looking back, I suppose I didn't make it clear, so we'll assume you took down the 'agent' evac chopper and Cyprus is pissed because they were men he was responsible for.)

Several streets later, Cyprus still had found no sign of the lost recruit. He never slowed down, committing himself to finding the young agent. He would not let someone perish on their first mission.
"Recruit!" he barked, looking between several streets at a small junction. "Where the hell are you?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had stopped near an evacuated apartment building, and was seated outside, waiting for his allies to retrieve him. He'd gotten lost whilst running in a blind panic, and had no clue as to where he was.

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

Akim took a look out his window/hole in the wall, and upon seeing a somewhat familiar Raccoon across the street, ducked back out of sight and loaded his 909 just in case. He then looked at the SMG laying on the floor next to him that had been given to him by one of the BSAA agents. He went about deconstructing it for parts, and collected other scraps from around his shelter. He had a new project to work on.