| 03:54:25 1 March 2009
On forum: 07/15/2008
A Soldiers Story|
Petrenko woke up the next day to Drill Sargeant Kolesk banging a flash light against the metal trash cans. Everyone leapt from their bunks and snapped to attention.
"Alright! Listen up people!" Kolesk yelled, "Today we will be making a little visit to the Agroprom Research Institute. Apparently the local 'Duty' faction has been stiring up some trouble, we will be showing them what happens when they do things they are not supposed to. Fall out!"
Kolesk left the barracks and the soldiers clambered into their BDUs after hitting the showers. The platoon fell in outside the base and waited for the CO to give them their orders.
"At ease!" The CO ordered, "I want first and second squad with Kolesk, you will be moving to Agroprom. The rest of you will remain here to defend the Cordon. Fall out."
Everyone silently moved to their designated objectives, lucky for Petrenko he was to defend the base. He moved back into the barracks with third and forth squad and climbed into their combat uniforms. Petrenko pulled on his helmet and moved outside to the barrier. Not many dared come near the base, what with the landmines, heavy MG, and well trained soldiers, but there was the occasional stalker which wanted to test their skills.
"Enemy approaching! Defensive positions!" The MG squad leader yelled.
Everyone crouched behind cover and kept their eyes on the lone stalker coming from the rookie camp, not knowing of the mine which was only a few feet away from him. A violent explosion shook the trees as the stalker stepped on the mine.
The soldiers rose from their cover and observed the horizon for anymore activity.
"Clear!" Petrenko yelled, lowering his binoculars.
"Understood!" Someone yelled from the east lookout tower.
3 Hours Later, 12:48 PM
Petrenko was bored out of his right mind. It had been three hours of nothing. He had been staring at the bleak horizon for the entire time.
"Does this ever end damn it!?" The man beside Petrenko said.
Petrenko layed his rifle on the sandbag, "It seems not...."
"I wish Kolesk would get back soon. Then we might be able to do something other than stand here doing nothing. Names Viktor Kirill by the way." Viktor said.
Petrenko was about to speak as the roar of a chopper rang in the soldiers ears. They all took cover as it plummeted over the horizon, smoke rising from the rear engines, and crashing behind the Cordon base.
"Shit!" Petrenko yelled, standing up from his cover.
"What the hell!" The CO yelled, storming out of his nearby shack, "Report!"
One of the squad leaders yelled down from the west watchtower, "That was Kolesks chopper!"
The CO tossed his Vodka bottle to the ground, "Damn it! Second squad, grab some ammo and head towards the crash site! ASAP!"
Petrenko and the rest of second squad grabbed some extra ammo and ran behind the base, down the road in the direction of the far Cordon. Petrenko watched the treeline as the squad traversed the road, finally, the chopper wreck came into view. Dead bodies littered the ground.
"Search the wreckage! Rescue any survivors!" The squad leader ordered.
Petrenko pulled away debris and metal, and faces of the dead stared up, burnt or mutilated.
"We got a live one!" Someone yelled.
Petrenko leapt over a large fire and saw the squad medic lying Sargeant Kolesk down on the nearby grass. He was covered in blood and cuts, mumbling to himself.
"He's in shock." The medic reported.
The squad leader took a deep breath and thought for a moment, "Bring him back to base. Squad, patrol the area."
Petrenko and the soldier from base, Viktor, moved into the trees, searching the area.
"This is bullshit." Viktor finally said as they moved past a radiactive patch of land, "Can't believe they send me here..."
Petrenko sat down on a rock, "I know. I signed up to defend my country, not go on some crusade in the zone."
"Agreed! Well, let's continue our patrol for nothing. We don't want to have the wrath of the CO." Viktor said, shouldering his Enfield L85.
Petrenko lifted his Famas assault up and began moving through the forest, keeping his eye on the gieger counter, and looking out for the random anomolies.
About half an hour later Petrenko and Viktor came across a lone soldier mumbling in the woods, standing by a highly radiactive 'Death Truck'.
"Shhhh!" Viktor whispered, holding Petrenko back, "He's a zombie...Brain dead as they get."
Petrenko crouched and observed the zombie, it limped around in circles, it's gas mask torn. Slowly it began to walk towards Petrenko and Viktor, attempting to shoot the empty AK 74u which it held in its hands.
"All squads at the Cordon, return to base. ASAP."
Petrenko and Viktor silently ran off back to base.
Get out of here Stalker!
| 07:29:50 1 March 2009
On forum: 07/15/2008
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Petrenko and Viktor jogged into the base and fell into the company mass formation which stood in the courtyard, the First Sargeant was reporting.
"Company present." He reported to the CO.
"Understood." The CO said, dissmissing the First Sargeant, "Alright people, you obviously must want to know of the current situation."
The CO took a deep breath before examining a piece of paper, "Kolesk, first and second squads, went missing at the agroprom research institute. As you know, they came back in a rather, might I say, injured state. Two squads dead or missing, and a Sargeant on his death bed. Unfortunatly we do not know the cause of this, so! Tomorrow morning we will send alpha platoon and third squad of bravo platoon to investigate the area. Fall out!"
Petrenko stepped back and went back to the barracks, along with the rest of the company. He changed into his BDU and began to clean his Famas assault rifle, he readjusted his sights and ran outside and to the armoury to turn in the weapon.
"Hey Fyodor." Petrenko said to the armoury manager.
"'Sup?" He replied.
"Nothing. Not quite fond of the zone to be honest though." Petrenko said with a sigh.
Fyodor laughed, "You'll get used to it. I remember my first day. Dropped me in with a group of Spetsnaz! I was the last one alive to crawl my way back to base."
"Why are you not active? Why do you spend your days locked in the armoury and not out there as a grunt?" Petrenko asked, handing his rifle through the cage and signing off his name.
"Do I look like a fighter to you?! Look at me! I'm quite content to sit in here and get shitfaced all day." He exclaimed.
"Glad to see you're doing something productive then....See ya." Petrenko said, going back outside into the afternoon sun, prepared to yet again do endless repetitions during PT and then 'defend' the base for another ten hours.
Two Hours Later, 3:38 PM
Petrenkos platoon finally got finished with PT and went back to the barracks to get fitted into their combat uniform.
"Hey! Private Petrenko!" His platoon Sargeant yelled, running over to him, "Petrenko. You are being promoted to squad leader. You have the honours of manning the heavy MG....Don't fuck up."
Petrenko saluted and ran up the lokout tower, where the mounted MG sat. Being squad leader he had complete control over what the squad did, and didn't do.
"Alright! Hrskiy! Man the MG and eliminate anyone who comes too close." Petrenko ordered.
Hrskiy saluted and took up his position while the others took up sniping positions.
"Tyrokl! watch left flank." The soldier positioned himself to see the left flank. A group of stalkers gathered in the location, taking cover behind a large tree.
Petrenko looked through his binoculars and examined them as they made a camp, "At ease Tyrokl. Open fire if they come in range."
Hrskiy turned around and motioned for Petrenko, "Sir....There is a group of unidentified stalkers coming from the tunnel. Should I open fire?"
"Stand by..." Petrenko lifted his binoculars and examined the stalkers....They were of the same group that tried to kill him a day earlier....Clear Sky, "Open fire."
Hrskiy squeezed the trigger on the MG as the Clear Sky squad emerged from the tunnel, the MG tore through the men like a knife through butter, piecing the armour and severing limbs.
"Hold your fire!" Petrenko yelled, he pulled out his binoculars again and waited for the smoke to clear, the squad was dead. All that remained was a pile of gruesome remains. Petrenko grinned, "As you were men."
Five Hours Later, 8:45 PM
Petrenko and his squad were exhausted, not a single soul had been seen since the Clear Sky squad emerged from the tunnel five hours earlier.
"Hrskiy, you can stop swinging that thing around like a maniac, you're giving me a headache!" A squad member yelled.
"Bwa, fuck you. I'll do whatever I want." Hrskiy scoffed.
Petrenko slammed his foot on the ground, "Shut the fuck up! Both of you!"
"Hey! Third squad! Get your asses down here now!" The platoon sargeant yelled.
The squad ran downstairs and gathered around the platoon sargeant.
"Alright third squad, you will be night patrol from now on. Return to base after you have done a complete patrol south of the bridge."
The squad saluted and followed Petrenko outside the base, on the long dark path. The only light was their headlamps, and the only sound their footsteps. Finally they reached the end of the road, to their left was a rookie camp, to their right, a lair of boars.....And straight in front of them....was infinite darkness.
"Let's move..." Petrenko whispered to his squad.
Silently they moved forward, weapons in hand. They heard terrifying things just off the road, but no one in their right mind would examine the noises.....The squad kept moving forward, pretending they were somewhere else. At last the squad came to a factory, it seemed deserted.
"Secure the area." Petrenko ordered.
The squad moved silently away from each other to examine the factory. Petrenko stepped into the largest building and looked around, makeshift walkways lied above on the second floor, Petrenko could hear the rats crawling around above.
"Smaller building secure" A squad member reported over the radio.
Petrenko grabbed his radio, "Alright, wait for me outside. Viktor, secure upper level of factory."
"Understood" Viktor replied.
Petrenko heard Viktors footsteps above as the both silently moved within the factory, observing every corner.
"Holy shit!" Viktor yelled from above.
Petrenko sprinted back outside and upstairs to Viktor. Viktor stood by an open electrical panel, inside was the rotting head of a Spetsnaz soldier.
"Shit..." Petrenko said to himself.
"Everything clear in there?" Hrskiy asked over the radio.
"Yeah, all clear...." Petrenko said over the radio, "Lets get back to base...I don't think we should stay out here at night any longer."
Ten minutes later the squad came back to base. The late night Spetsnaz watches were already at positions.
"About damn time third squad!" The Platoon Sargeant yelled.
"We got held up." Petrenko replied.
"I don't care, it shouldn't take that long to patrol a straight road to the bridge. Hit the barracks after turning in your weapons." The Platoon Sargeant ordered.
Petrenko had finally returned his weapon for the day and moved to the barracks. Alpha platoon and forth squad were already sleeping, while the guard sat in the next room stared at the television.
"Alright, lets get some-" Petrenko was cut off by the alarms ringing.
The soldiers all leapt up and quickly clambered into their combat armour. Petrenko followed the others outside to find a horde of zombies coming from the far Cordon. Apparently the lone zombie in the woods earlier wasn't alone, and had followed Petrenko and Viktor back to base.
"Shit! Combat positions!" the First Sargeant yelled, storming out of his shack.
Everyone was running about trying to get a good position as the zombies slowly approached the base. Petrenko crouched as the zombies began blind firing into the base, hitting several soldiers with lucky shots.
"They're armed! Take cover! Where is the god damn MG?" The First Sargeant yelled, ducking as a round hit the wall behind him.
The soldiers fired into the horde, knocking them down or only slowing them down. Petrenko fired his Makarov and hit one in the head, the liquid brain flowed from the zombies skull as it flew backwards. One of the zombies fell over as a zombie in an exoskeleton shoved everything in it's path. It wielded a large PKM MG.
"I think I found your MG!" Tyrokl yelled to the First Sargeant.
"Oh Fuck!" The First Sargeant yelled, running back into his shack and locking the door.
The soldiers opened fire on the zombie with the PKM and exoskeleton, finally the lumbering zombie took a shot to the head and fell backward, spraying shells as it fell, killing several other zombies in the process.
"Hold your fire! Hold your god damn fire!" The CO yelled from behind his cover. Everyone stood up and examined the field of death, several zombies still lived, rolling around on the bloody ground.
"Secure the area. Kill the injured." The CO yelled as the company ran out and carried off the dead.
Get out of here Stalker!
| 10:48:03 1 March 2009
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Petrenko helped toss the last body into the fire. A good twenty zombies dead and burning.
"Alright people!" The First Sargeant yelled, emerging from his shack, "Alpha platoon and third squad, Bravo platoon get some rest. We move out 6 AM tomorrow morning."
Petrenko sighed as he remembered he was part of the investigation units to be sent to investigate and secure Agroprom. He moved to the barracks and finally got some sleep.....
The platoon sargeant pulled the barracks fire alarm the next morning. The soldiers sprung up and stepped out of their bunks.
"Alright, Alpha platoon, one squad per chopper, same with Bravo third squad. Now move it people!" The Platoon Sargeant yelled.
After the soldiers hit the showers they got into their combat armour and went to the armoury to retrieve their weapons. The squads ran outside and into their choppers, the choppers took off one by one, only Petrenkos squad remained.
"Move! Lets go!" The chopper pilot yelled.
Petrenko ordered his troops to the chopper and stepped inside, "Lets go!" Petrenko yelled to the pilot. The ground below was a blur as the chopper flew over the zone. Petrenko looked down and saw the factory from the previous night, a group of bandits had already taken it.
At last the choppers passed the far outpost and zoomed over the garbage, finally, the complexes of the Agroprom research institute came into view.
"Alright, check your supplies and rations!" Petrenko yelled to his squad.
The squad began to check their packs and reload their weapons before turning off the safety.
"Clear?!" Petrenko asked.
The squad nodded in unison.
"Good! We may be here for awhile!" Petrenko reminded his troops.
"We're dropping you east of the research institute! Prepare for drop!" The pilot yelled back, bringing the chopper to a stop at the main entrance.
The radios buzzed with activity as the other squads dropped down.
"The area is crawling with Duty targets! Retreat!"
"Take cover! MG nest on the second floor!"
Petrenko had never been in a fight such as this before, he said a prayer and opened the door to the chopper and lowered the rope.
"Move move move!" He yelled as his squad rappeled down the rope to the ground. He grabbed the rope and slid down, instantly sliding to cover as he hit the ground.
"Sniper in the tower! Far right side!" Hrskiy yelled.
"On it!" Viktor pulled out his G36 and hit the sniper between the eyes, "Target eliminated."
Petrenko and his squad ran inside the complex and they took cover behind an inactive APC infront of the large building.
Petrenko ordered the squad to hold their fire, "Viktor! Take sniping position in northern tower! Hrskiy! Flank behind the base walls and use C4 to destroy that wall, then provide cover as first squad breaches! Tyrokl! You're with me!"
Petrenko and Tyrokl ran towards the main building and hugged the wall. The main doors were locked, they had to find another way inside. He and Tyrokl ran the length of the building and came across a group of Dutiers attempting to flank second squad, Alpha platoon. Tyrokl pulled out a grenade and pulled the pin.
"'Nade out!" He yelled, he and Petrenko ducked behind a sandbag.
The grenade destroyed the Duty group and gave second squad and easy path to the north exit.
"Lets move!" Petrenko yelled, jumping over the cover and onto the concrete ground. He ran behind the complex to Hrskiy, who had already destroyed a good portion of the rear wall. First squad of Alpha platoon sprinted inside and took up positions.
"This is second squad Alpha platoon! We have taken the northern exit, I repeat, we have taken the northern exit!" Second squad reported.
Third squad Alpha platoon cut in, This is third squad Alpha platoon! We and forth squad Alpha platoon have taken the courtyard and have the enemy pinned inside the complex building, awaiting orders."
Petrenko, Tyrokl, and Hrskiy ran towards the ladder on the main complex. Petrenko pulled out his radio and broadcasted on all friendly channels, "This is third squad Bravo platoon. We are breaching the building via the rear ladder. Distract the enemy as we enter, and Viktor?"
"Yessir?" Viktor replied.
"Hold your position and provide sniper cover for squads in courtyard."
Petrenko turned to his squad, "Radio silence. Go silent."
The squad turned off their radios and put their silencers on their weapons before climbing up the ladder. They reached the roof and made a clean sweep of the area.
"Move inside." Petrenko whispered. He silently opened the roof door and stepped inside to the stairwell. The squad moved down to the forth floor and saw three Dutiers pinned at the windows.
The squad swung around the corner and silently dispatched the Dutiers.
They secured the floor and moved down to the third floor.
"Clear! Clear second floor."
The squad moved into to the stairwell but were spotted by a squad of dutiers.
"Open fire!" Petrenko and the squad ducked and opened fire on the squad of Dutiers.
"Clear! Move on!" Petrenko took the lead and hugged the wall, he peaked around and saw a group of Duty with heavy weaponry, from PKM MGs to RPGs. A straight up attack would be useless.
"Alright," Petrenko whispered, "Heavily armed targets around the corner. Frontal attack is useless. Do you have anymore C4?" He asked Hrskiy.
Hrskiy opened up his pack, "I have one left."
"Good," Petrenko said, "Plant it on the wall and I'll do the rest, just get back and detonated it when you see the signal."
"What's the signal?" Hrskiy asked.
"You'll know. Trust me."
Hrskiy left the stairwell for a minute and returned, "Planted."
Petrenko stood up, "Good, now stay here. Remember, wait for the signal."
Petrenko checked his ammo and ran back onto the second level, he stepped around the corner and yelled to the Dutiers. They swung around and fired, hitting Petrenko on the shoulder. He sprinted away and dove into the stairwell, just as Hrskiy detonated the explosive.
The explosion shook the building and the footsteps of the dutiers died away. The squad rose up and brushed the dust from their armour.
"I *cough* I think it's clear..." Tyrokl said.
Petrenko nodded and ordered the squad downstairs. It was clear except from a lone Duty soldier injured on the floor.
"Finish him..." Petrenko ordered as he opened the doors to the complex.....
Get out of here Stalker!