Resident Evil: Operation CLEAN-UP

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Cyprus growled, closing his eyes and turning around. He lay his hand on the side of his muzzle in exasperation.
"I'll stop killing people when there's nothing left to lose." he whispered to himself, swinging his rifle around to meet his hands.
Gesturing for his search squad to form up, he looked over his shoulder to Akim.
"Good luck to you." he spoke, sparing another quick glance to the body beside them.
Reaching to his pack and undoing a few clasps, he released his MP-AX sub machine gun from it's strap cage. He tossed the weapon in Akim's direction.
"May it keep you alive a little longer."

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

*catches the weapon*

"Appreciated."

*Akim walked back to the town to find there was nothing left. The innocents gone, the infected slain. Buildings were crumbling. A river was contaminated with blood. He would die from thirst or starvation.*

*He used his remote control turned detonator and blew the IED he placed on one of the helicopters*

"Revenge is mine*

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Cyprus didn't know how to react.
The helicopter burst into flames, tumbling out of the sky and crashing into a hotel several blocks away, and he just stared as it fell. The other helicopter got away undamaged, floating off into the horizon as it's sound dulled.
All was silent for a few minutes, before one of the BSAA agents cautiously approached the lieutenant.
"Uh...Sir? What are our orde-"
"Find him." Cyprus whispered, clenching his fist.
"B-But the intel suggests a black site in the cen-"
"I don't give a **censor**! We bring him down!"
Spinning on his heels, Cyprus made to sprint in the direction that the mutant had decided to leave, but caught a gentle golden glistening in the corner of his eye.
In the wolf's hands lay his weapons, two elegant Lightning Hawk hand cannons, personalized and decorated.
Moving to the body's side, Cyprus fell to his knees and lay a palm on the wolf's chest, using the other to close his eyes.
After a few seconds of stillness, he gently eased the weapons from the wolf's hands, weighing them in his own and checking them over. There was something strange about using the weapons of someone he'd so readily murdered, but in the world of today it wasn't a matter of honor or morals. It was a matter of getting the job done.
And the bigger the guns, the more effectively you could do that job.
Praying he'd have another chance to apologize, Cyprus began his walk into town, a dozen agents behind him.

[Penguins@StanleyCup]

Akim sat in the wreakage of what was once a place that he called home. He knew he had just committed suicide. The BSAA would be at his door/hole in the wall at any moment. He did not care. He lit a fire, sat down facing away from the door, and put a pot of water and some tea leaves over the fire.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had just stepped away from the helicopter, before the IED exploded. He was thrown a few feet away by the explosion, the blast dazing him. He wasn't sure where he was, and his back burned.

[Rayleonarde]

After the initial roar of the explosion, something responded. A bellow, from a giant creature, pierced the skies, scaring the rest of the birds in the area. The ground shook, as something massive approached.


Ray crawled painfully away from the helicopter wreckage, hoping someone saw him.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Just a suggestion, what you could do now is a time skip five years later, where they all are now. Say Akim escaped, Cyprus could become obsessed with finding him, and Ray the middle man in the whole thing. Just an idea.))

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Striding past a long-since emptied fountain, Cyprus' hands shook as he scanned the buildings for any sign of where the mutant might have gone. So far he'd been unlucky, finding absolutely nothing but corpses of the infected slain by the other squad of agents while they were searching for intel. He'd pulled ahead of the other agents, his blood boiling, his heart aching to get revenge on the cold bastard who'd kill civilians without a single thought.
That's when he heard the guttural, primal cry of something much, much more significant.
Freezing in his tracks, he stopped and turned, looking back towards the pillar of smoke rising from the helicopter crash site. Looking to the sky for a few tentative seconds, he looked to his squad and started inspecting faces, counting how many people he could recognize.
Ten, twelve, fourteen, fifte-
They were missing someone.
A sharp inhale later, Cyprus took one last look to the road ahead, knowing that Akim was out there somewhere. He vowed that, someday, the mutant would receive what he deserved.
And he turned back around, running to the field once more. Something larger was heading this way, and it had to be dealt with.

((Sorry I'm a little late with a reply, had a bunch of college stuff to do.
I like that idea. I think Ray might be setting this up to have a bit of an encounter with something similar to Popokarimu or even something bigger, so maybe we could do a time skip after that.))

[Rayleonarde]

Giant footsteps shook the ground, as a massive, three-legged humanoid shape charged into view. Slightly larger than the buildings around it, the creature smashed cars and downed powerlines as it beelined towards the EVAC zone. It had uprooted a tree at some point, and was flailing the trunk around as a makeshift club. Huge hardened plates of skin covered it's shins, but left the kneecaps exposed. In all, the creature looked like it had some kind of rash, red from head to toe, aside from the hardened areas.

Ray was just standing up, with the help of medical personnel. He had a few bits of shrapnel stuck in his vest, but was fine nonetheless. Ray, upon seeing the creature, turned and shouted at Cyprus. "Sir?! W-What're your orders?!"


((Yep! We'll five-year skip after this fight.))

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

"Shit!" Cyprus hissed. "This is the exact kinda' shit you hear about in stories back home."
Quickly scanning it's form, he took note of the exposed knees. From everything he'd heard from HQ, and the stories from higher ranked personnel, these things always had an obvious weak point. It's knees fit that criteria.
Hopping backwards, he pointed towards the BOW and slammed his hand into his radio.
"All agents, focus fire on the knees! Try to bring it down!" he ordered, opening fire with the two hand cannons he still possessed. Before long, the other squads opened fire, ducking into cover and peppering the creature's exposed kneecaps.

[Rayleonarde]

Though causing fluid to fly from the monster's kneecaps, the small-arms fire did nothing to stop the beast.  It continued forward, though at a slower gate.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Dropping the now empty hand cannons, Cyprus watched as it's pace slowed, the concentrated fire definitely having some kind of effect. Drawing his rifle, he switched to full-automatic and fired another quick burst into the exposed flesh.
"Keep it up, keep it up!" he screamed, reaching forward and grabbing at a nearby agent's arm, pulling him back as the creature approached. "Move with it! Keep moving backwards!"
Emptying his magazine, he turned and ran to a small group of agents, one of which was stowing a large green cylinder on his back. Sliding to a stop next to them, he dropped his magazine and loaded another, releasing the bolt.
"Guys, get that launcher ready. I have a feeling we're going to need it."

[Rayleonarde]

The creature continued forward, and raised it's grotesque claw. After a few moments, it launched grimy spines towards the agents, spearing some of the BSAA soldiers. It was apparent the creature had no intention of leaving the agents alone.

[Cyprus Alpenglow]

Cyprus grit his teeth as he watched soldiers fall, aiming carefully and squeezing off a few extra shots. Before long, he was out of ammunition again, and instead turned to run to a distant group of units and assist in medically treating some of his men.
The nearby agent quickly primed his launcher, taking aim at the BOW. With a quick press of his thumb, the explosive warhead leaped from the weapon's barrel and hurtled towards it's target, joining the small arms fire in pounding away at it's knees.

[Rayleonarde]

The creature bellowed, and staggered backwards, but was otherwise unscathed.