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  19:01:51  7 July 2011
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It's been more than a month...

I need my fix man!

Or at least show signs of life... I really liked the story and it would be a damn shame if it was over already...

Yeah sorry bud, reality keeps getting in the way, i'm about half way through the chapter after getting a block as well. hopefully get round to completing the chapter soon
  18:17:40  6 July 2011
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It's been more than a month...

I need my fix man!

Or at least show signs of life... I really liked the story and it would be a damn shame if it was over already...
  14:02:50  27 May 2011
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The Colonel should have been Sanders, it would have gone well with Mike...

But Colonel Sanders is American, not British.

With those plot twists, I can't wait to see what happens next!

Also, naughty school child? Really?
Doesn't matter though, it's your story.

Don't worry, i'm not done with you yet boy!

P.S. You forgot one of the annoying duty guards.

i was going on the basis that he'd been killed/injured
  02:36:15  27 May 2011
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The Colonel should have been Sanders, it would have gone well with Mike...


With those plot twists, I can't wait to see what happens next!

Also, naughty school child? Really?
Doesn't matter though, it's your story.

P.S. You forgot one of the annoying duty guards.
  19:23:23  25 May 2011
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Sorry guys, just a short quick chapter for this next bit

Chapter 21

“Yes Sir, it’s me.”
“Clear the Room!” was the only response from the Colonel
Bladewraith looked at Wingnut and Tamara and they both took a step back due to the ‘You heard him’ look on Bladewraith’s face, they both exited the room without a word
The door clicked shut “It’s clear Sir”
“Staff Sergeant, would you like to explain to me what the HELL is going on? What are you doing in the Zone?”
“What does it matter sir”
“What does it matter? You went AWOL 4 Years ago after your last tour of Afghanistan and you say ‘what does it matter’!”
“I didn’t go AWOL Sir, I quit.”
“Special Forces don’t quit!”
“I quit Sir, I signed my documents, and came to the Zone, that’s all you need to know”
“What? How dare…” The colonel’s angered voice faltered, he sighed audibly over the background static “We’ll have words about this later…” He sounded exhausted “You saved the doctor did you?”
“Yes Sir, my companion and I discovered the facility and found the doctor inside.” There was a very long, uncomfortable pause.
“Right… I’m organising an Evac chopper as we speak, 51.403141, 30.036085, 48 hours”
Bladewraith noted down the co-ordinates into his GPS “But sir, this is near the Jupiter factory!”
“What’s your point Sergeant?”
“Sir, flying a rescue chopper that far into the Zone is extremely dangerous, there are too many airborne anomalies towards the centre to enact a safe rescue, I’d recommend something further from the Plant”
“Well, it’s a shame because that’s where the evac’s taking place, take it or leave it.”
Bladewraith paused for a moment “We’ll be there Sir, but you better have a bloody good pilot!”
Only static emanated from the radio
“Well that just great!”

Bladewraith emerged from the Radio Room to see Wingnut and Tamara looking at him with a mixture of confusing and anger. Cold, Dania and Dino, who were all stood at the bar turned to face him He approached them but didn’t stop walking. He spoke quickly, as soon as they opened there mouths to ask what was going on. “Not here!” he snapped at them before heading out the door. All five of them followed him as they walked out of Rostock passing through the warehouse heading north, the Stalkers that had left 100 Rads earlier filled the warehouses, checking over the corpses for anything of use, and removing the bodies once everything was gone. No sooner had they gotten out of sight and ear shot of the Duty guards, then Wingnut grabbed Bladewraith’s shoulder and swung him around,
“Do you want to tell us what the fuck is going on?” screamed Wingnut
“How do you know the Colonel, why didn’t he want us in there with you?” added Tamara
“Calm the fuck down, both of you!” Bladewraith looked around to ensure there was no one around to listen in, he turned and continued walking, and explained while they followed, he made sure not to give too much away, with their three new companions following close behind.
“I’m a former Soldier; Colonel Edwards was my CO. I quit 4 years ago and came to the Zone straight after leaving”
“So why didn’t he want us in there?”
“That’s classified”
“Fuck off Classified!”
“What does it matter? You’ve spent the last 4 years not knowing anything about my past, why does it matter now?”
“I didn’t know your secrets would catch up to us like this.”
“What were you, SAS or something?” asked Tamara
Bladewraith turned “guys head on I need to chat to these guys a moment” he spoke to Cold, Dania and Dino
“Where are we going” asked Dania
“We’re going to Jupiter, you guys are going where ever you want, I’d recommend Zaton”
“Can’t we stay with…” Dino started but stopped when he saw Bladewraith’s disapproving look
The three of them walked on, once they were a distance apart Bladewraith began his explanation
“Ok, I’m only gonna say this once, so listen carefully… no I wasn’t SAS, everyone always assumes SA fucking S”
“So what were you?” asked Tamara
“Her majesties SBS…” Bladewraith watched the confused look on their faces, obviously not knowing what he was talking about “The Special Boat Service, like the SAS but specialised in naval operations. During my final tour, a high value target escaped, we got his group, but not him, and a friend was killed in the process, I vowed to hunt him down and make him pay…”
“Ali Barber?” remarked Wingnut as a few old pieces he’d long forgotten about all fell into place
“Who?” asked a confused Tamara
“the Target moved here to the Zone, when Colonel Edwards refused to send me after him I quit, and made my way here, on the way I met Wingnut and another Stalker and we set off to track him down, all we knew is he was known locally as Ali barber”
“Wait…” Tamara just turned to Wingnut “And you just blindly followed him?”
“I had no idea what I was going to do in the Zone, he had a plan, so I followed”
“Now Doc, the colonel is sending a rescue chopper, it’ll be in Jupiter in two days, we need to get moving, I’d rather be early then late” explained Bladewraith
Without another word Bladewraith turned and walked on, a quick glance at each other and Tamara and Wingnut followed.

End of Chapter
  19:52:34  24 May 2011
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Chapter 20

Dania and Tamara walked cautiously through the deserted derelict warehouses of the Rostock Plant, the bodies already seen by Wingnut and Bladewraith lay strew about the floor, small streams of drying blood dribbled through the cracked in the concrete floor, the lingering smell of sulphur wafted gently on the calm breeze. Dania led the way, the pain in his back had lessened considerably, but still twinged on occasion, Tamara walked cautiously behind. Tamara’s naivety in the Zone had diminished quickly, she looked at the bodies and her mind no longer filled with fear, instead anger.

Dania remained silent as he reached the twisting walkway to the bar, he approached the open door of the bar gingerly, he edged round but he hadn’t even managed to swing his G36 round the corner before he was presented with a Kalashnikov pointed at his head, the guard that normally sat in his small office part way down the stairs had moved to the door after the earlier events.
“Who the hell are you?” the guard asked
“Just a couple of Stalkers”
The guard gave them a once over but kept his rifle raised
“Lower the weapon mate, they’re with me” Wingnut spoke from behind the guard
“Ok then, come on in.” Dania and Tamara just looked at each other for a moment, but this was obviously too long for the guard
“I said come in, don't just stand there!” the guards voice didn’t carry its normal happy go lucky tone, instead it was more of an order.
Dania and Tamara moved past the guard and joined Wingnut, and they continued down the hall way, several Stalkers were packing their bags in the hall way including Dino who stayed silent and didn’t move to join them, the trio pasted him and entered the bar, however considering the attack on the plant, their entrance went almost completely unnoticed. The bar was packed; obviously a lot of Stalkers had retreated here for safety during the attack.
“I’ve never seen this place so full” explained Wingnut to no one in particular
“They’re must be over 30 Stalkers crammed in here!” the Stalker stood almost shoulder to shoulder around the bar. A Stalker did eventually take notice of them and walked over “Well look what the chimera dragged in”
“Nimble! Fucking hell mate, what are you doing here!”
“Yeah well… what can I say?”
“So you still running errands for Sidorovich then?”
“Nah, I’ve decided it’s a bit too risky for my liking”
“Well, how many people warned you about it?”
“I know… I know” Nimble raised his hands in defeat “But… the money weren’t half bad”
“Yeah… anyway….” Wingnut raised his hands in front of his chest as he spoke to emphasize his point and end the topic “So what you up to now then?”
“I’m heading back north; some Stalkers have set up a base in an old ship”
“The Skadovsk” explained Wingnut
“Yeah, that’s the one, haven’t seen you there?”
“We haven’t been there in a few weeks; Beard had only just finished the bar when we left.”
“Ah, off exploring again I assume.”
“Pretty much, so what you doing round the Skadovsk”
Nimble picked up his bergan and held it open towards Wingnut displaying a couple of custom Pistols “I’m making my living supplying specialist weapons and armour at a good price.”
“Yeah… a ‘good’ price” Wingnut thought for a while before pulling the large bag from his back and placed it on the table in front of Nimble “how much would you give me for this?” Nimble looked intrigued and opened the bag, revealing Max’s beautiful Rifle, “It belonged to Max”
“Hmm… I’ll give you 10,000 Roubles for it”
“Fuck off! This is worth at least 20”
“No chance… I buy it from you for that I’ve got to sell it for at least 25 to make it worth my time… 14”
“Ok, half way, 15,000 that’s my final offer!”
“Hmm… ok then, done” Nimble pulled a wad of notes out of his pack and counted out
“Jeez mate, you’ve got over 100 grand there and you’re squabbling over a few thou?”
“Hey, I made this much being careful how much I spent on anything… here” Nimble handed Wingnut the money and Wingnut handed over the rifle. “So what’s I like up top then?”
“It’s a mess up there” just then the guard walked down with a Duty technician and addressed the gathered Stalkers
“Ok guys… topsides all fucked up but it’s clear” with that, most of the Stalkers got up and left, within minutes the bar was almost empty, and the Duty tech made his way behind the bar. As one of the final Stalkers to leave made his way out Bladewraith walked in. “Alright guys” this time Dino had moved in behind Bladewraith, but kept his gaze low, like a naughty school child.
Bladewraith scanned the room, only a few other Stalkers remained.
“Afternoon…” Bladewraith didn’t wait for the greeting to be returned, instead he simply placed a few hundred Roubles on the bar “Any chance I can use your radio”
“Transmitters down at the moment, damaged in the attack; I’ve got the Duty tech working on it. And once it gets back up, I’ve got more important messages to send out.” The low gravelly voice sounded almost annoyed
“Any idea how long?” trying not to sound pushy
“Day or two”
“Right, ok then.” With that Bladewraith returned to his companions. “No go for a couple of days.”
“So what are we going to do?” asked Tamara “we can’t just wait round here.”
“Why not? It’s as safe a place as any” replied Bladewraith. Wingnut stood,
“Right, you guys get some food. I’m gonna go a pick up some other supplies” with that, Wingnut made to leave
“Don’t forget the gas for the stove” added Bladewraith, he nodded and walked out the door leaving Tamara, Bladewraith, Dania and Dino in the bar. They made their way to one of the tables and lent on it.

Bladewraith explained to Tamara all about Rostock and Duty. She listened carefully but was constantly shifting her weight and fidgeting. When he asked her what she was doing, she only moaned about having to stand so he grabbed an old wooden box and dropped it behind her so she could sit. Half an hour later Wingnut returned with another Stalker walking close behind, with a AK slung across his back, and a large bag on his shoulder.
“Look who I found skulking around the arena.” Said Wingnut
Bladewraith turned to the stalker “Cold… Jesus! ain’t seen you since…”
“Since my faction got destroyed?”
“I was gonna say the end of the wars, but whatever floats your boat.”
“Yeah well, since then I’ve got by”
“Fair enough… Doc this is Cold, a pathetic excuse for a Barman and fighter, and all round dirty bastard.”
Tamara looked at Cold then back at Bladewraith and Wingnut, Cold looked at her and grinned and evil grin
“Stop me if you’ve heard this one: This guy was walking down the street and this hooker says, ‘Say, wanna have a good time?’ ‘Sure,’ he says and they were off to the nearest motel. She takes off her clothes and he keeps staring at her. She says, ‘Is this the first pussy you seen since you crawled out of one?’ The guy says, ‘Nope, just the first one I've seen big enough to crawl back into!’ with that cold erupted into laughter, as did Dania and Dino surrounding, even Bladewraith and Wingnut couldn’t hide a snigger.
“That’s Disgusting!”
“As I said, an all round dirty bastard!”
“But, I watched you two, you laughed, well grinned uncontrollably at least.”
“And?” replied Wingnut
“It’s a Joke Doc! Calm down”
Tamara huffed and folded her arms,

Wingnut walked over to Barkeep, who was sat bored out of his skull, his temper had calmed luckily
“Listen, my friends and I need to send a message, I’m a technician…”
“I’ve already got duty working on it for me!”
“I know, but I’m willing to go have a look to see if I can help… if I fix it, I can use the radio”
“Fine” Barkeep waved his hands “but you get 10 minutes to send your message then you’re out. I’ve got important business to discuss”
“Deal” Wingnut moved to the doorway leading out back, the guard stood his ground
“You can’t go there!”
“It’s fine let him through” ordered Barkeep, The guard stepped aside and looked at Wingnut “Don’t go causing any trouble” Wingnut walked past him and into the Radio Room. A few minutes later the The Duty Tech stormed out of the room, muttering under his breath in Ukrainian, so quickly Bladewraith couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
“Wonder what that was all about” asked Tamara
“Duty thinks they are the best at everything, so some foreigner coming in and telling them what to do rarely goes down well.”
Bladewraith sipped at his water, while Tamara drank her coffee generously.
“So what are you guys gonna do after I’m gone.”
“Not sure yet… properly gonna.” The old wooden door squeaked as Wingnut walked out, his hands were brown with rust and he was wiping them with and old rag equal in colour. Wingnut walked to the side of the Bar and spoke with the Bar Keep, who waved Tamara and Bladewraith over to join Wingnut.

“Ok guys, take your slot, you’ve got 10 minutes.”
“Cheers” was all Wingnut said, Cold, Dania and Dino stayed put as the trio moved into the cramp room, containing the extremely old radio transmitter, it looked like it was made of rust as oppossed to covered in it, and took up an entire wall of the room, but they couldn’t argue, it was enough for their means.
“Got the frequencies? Asked Bladewraith, Wingnut fished through his pack, for the ring bound folder. Pulling it free, Wingnut carefully turned the dials into the correct position to correspond with the frequency they needed.
“So what was wrong with it that the duty guy couldn’t fix it? But you could in 5 minutes.”
“Not much actually, the duty guy just couldn’t find a wire that had come free, he’d already fix the transmitter on the roof and done most of the hard work. Once I moved the cables, it worked fine.”

Tamara waited for Wingnut to say go then clicked the hand set to transmit.
“Research Team Alpha to Base Come in over.”
The radio responded with nothing but static,
“Perhaps, they’ve stopped monitoring the frequency since it’s been inactive for so long” suggested Wingnut
“No, they’d monitor it in the background for a few years at least.”
“Research Team to Base, come in over”
After several long moments a voice came back to them
“Who is this, identify yourselves, and how did you get this frequency”
“This is Doctor Tamara Johansson, of the Research Team Alpha” the voice that returned suddenly became deeper as someone else picked up the mike
“Johansson, is that really you?” something about that voice sounded familiar to Bladewraith
“Yes Colonel, it’s me”
“What happened? When you lost contact we feared the worst, where’s Hunt?”
“Dead Sir, everyone else is dead!”
“OK, I’m sorry to hear that, but how did you survive by yourself”
“I managed, until I was rescued by two Stalkers, they…” she was cut off by the man voice
“Doctor, I don’t want to diminish what you’ve been through, and what the Stalker’s did, but I rather not speak about this over the radio, we need to get you out.”
“Yes sir, thank you.”
“Are the Stalkers that saved you still with you?”
“Yeah we’re here.” Shouted Wingnut as Tamara clicked the hand set to speak
“Wait, there listening now… Dammit Johansson, what do you think you’re doing”
“Sir, I know it was a risk, but you can trust them”
“Right then Gentlemen, how much is it gonna cost to keep you quiet?” Wingnut grabbed the handset from Tamara and shouted.
“Listen Colonel whatever your name is, we saved your girl, and we’ve got her here to talk to you, and we want to get her out. Stalkers aren’t as bad as you obviously think we are.”
“How dare you… this is ridiculous.” Responded the Colonel
Before Wingnut shouted again, Bladewraith grabbed the hand set and released the transmit button
“What’s the Colonel’s name?”
“Colonel Edwards… why?” Tamara was confused; this radio conversation hadn’t gone at all how she’d imagined it. What was more confusing was the grin that was appearing across Bladewraith’s face as he clicked the set onto transmit
“Evening George”
“George… who the on God’s green earth is George?”
“You Sir, you’re George, and tell me, have you seen any sign of Baldric after we snatched his turnips”
Wing nut and Tamara both looked at him with utter bewilderment strewn across their faces, and on the other end of the radio, the colonel was now realising he knew that voice as well.

End of Chapter
  20:28:40  16 May 2011
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Hi everybody, I’m back… fantastic time away, kinda wish I was still there. Anybody, that gets a chance to go to Morocco, seize it. It’s an incredible country, and incredibly friendly people.

@ Davis: not a problem my friend, read at your leisure.

@ Dino: I’ll see what comes to mind

I’m gonna sort a few things out at home before starting the next chapter, but hopefully will have it up soon.
  21:58:39  6 May 2011
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Hey Blaidewraith! Sorry for my absence, I need to catch up from Chapter 16... Been a long time, ey? But I'm back now

I need to get to bed now, but I'll catch up tomorrow, k?
  02:38:56  28 April 2011
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Any preference, remember you've got pack containing god knows what???


(Going with the game's names)
Either a TRs 301, a SGI 5K or an Obokan (Probably a good idea since I'm a rookie in your story).

A Makarov is fine.

In-game I mainly use use artifacts that boost my energy (Flash and moonlight).

I enjoy picking up other guns and ammo just to waste on any mutant (I drop the guns or sell them after).
  02:49:42  25 April 2011
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Well Guys at 14:30 the boat leaves and i'm on my way for a trip of a lifetime. Cheers to everyone for the good luck, (i'm really hoping i won't need it, but ah well) i'll be back in 3 weeks and start the next chapter.

Once again, thanks
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