I last spoke to my wife about 2 weeks ago when the first reports of a pandemic in the populated regions of the world were reported but like anything we all thought it was another round of the bird flu and countries with thriving medical care would be OK. I haven't been able to get a phone call to go through and the military has shut down access to their satellite up links that we were able to use when our links to the home office went down. Anyway I have some free time now so I thought I would at least write all this down from my perspective now that things are settling down here in Chernarus.
My Journal and experiences in the times after what we now call DAYZ.
We got the call to begin evacuation procedures and to proceed to Balota airfield for helicopter extraction. As my small group of contractors assembled from all over the Chernarus region we began to see all kinds of weird activity. The fighting was over between the Russians, Chernans and US troops. They were all working together and patrolling the streets together. We constantly heard a lot of shooting and the Russian military security forces wouldn’t let those of us who were PMC groups to leave the airfield. Helos were constantly in and out but with the limited numbers of helos it was reminiscent of what my Dad mentioned to me once about the fall of Saigon. Somehow I knew deep down inside that my family wasn’t going to see me again. When the helos would come in after the first couple of days all the flight crews were suited up in biohazard gear.
It all got confirmed one night about 3am when the helos stopped coming in. The group I was in on the southeastern end of the Balota field had held onto our rangefinders, NODs, binoculars and some weapons (these were personal) so we were about to take a look at the coastal area and watch the ships of the MEU steam back and forth about 10 miles out. Well they started easing further away from the coast but we didn’t know why since we had zero communication with them. I don’t know where they went or if they even made it. We weren’t the only US citizens and troops left in Chernarus so the southeastern end of the field started becoming the US end with the Russians and Chernans holding the other end. At least they didn’t have to go anywhere…which ultimately didn’t matter at all.
The next morning around 9am local the field commanders which were a loose confederation of Russian, Chernan and the sole remaining ranking US commander who happened to be a Marine Brigadier General all came around and were asking everyone (even the military folks) to help secure the food, perimeter, weapons, etc… I thought that was strange until I said sure and they sent me and a few other guys to the northwest end of the field and we could see Balota itself. The Marine officer explained that we all had been placed under the operational command of the Russian military and that they would effect a rescue and return of us as soon as possible to get all US citizens and military personnel back to the United States or a US military installation. I got to thinking about that last part and the closest US bases were down in Iraq, England or over in Libya now that Europe had finally decided they didn't need/want US troops on their soil and realized we were up the creek without so much as a boat to even use that paddle.
There were bodies everywhere on the road. Some had been shot but most had been partially eaten or gored by some animal which I didn’t think existed until one popped its head up out of a car not 10 meters away. Out of instinct I threw my custom built marksman rifle to my shoulder and blew its head off. This brought a Russian captain sprinting my way. He was yelling at me in Russian which I barely understand but he stopped when I pointed and then he started yelling into the radio and about 30 seconds later a group of Spetznaz arrived on scene and took up positions around the gate. As we waited we heard this growling and groaning sound what sounded like a stampede. Then we saw them round the last house before the gate…about 10 humans sprinting at Olympic speed without regard for their life…but these weren’t humans anymore. They were zombies…The Russian captain made me hold my fire and for good reason. All the Spetznaz troops opened up and it sounded like steel wool being pushed through a tube and zombies started dropping where they stood. When it was over one of the Spetznaz troops who had worked with some US SF troops down in Afghanistan a few years back came over to explain to me that the zombies or zeds as they call them don’t react to suppressed weapons and they don’t react to unsuppressed weapons as long as you shoot at them from over 200 meters which is why they all had to come shoot at the gate to keep the hundreds of other zombies from being aggravated or aggroed as it has come to be known and charging towards the sound of the gunfire. As he talked he explained that his group had been out west and northwest looking for any US personnel or anyone that wasn’t infected. They had found a small child wandering around near what was probably its family home but the parents had died due to either fevers or starvation. After they got close enough to effect the extraction of the child the saw that the child was already infected with what everyone is calling a virus and they shot it and then placed it on the bed between the parents before setting fire to the house.
That is another thing…smoke hangs everywhere around this region. I noticed that in my first few days here in Balota. It is unlike anything I have ever seen; I don’t know if it is from Chernogorsk or what but in the mornings we can hardly breathe and the smoke clings to you like it is a wet blanket. Anyway…
Several of us have been asked to go out on patrol in what we are all calling the badlands now. We have lost a few of our contractor group to high fevers that started suddenly and then about 24 hours later they were just gone. Some of us haven't felt good but it passed in a couple of days. The medical staff on base here is reporting all of this to the WHO and they are supposed to be sending in a team to take blood and tissue samples from those of us who have had the fever and lived. We did have to shoot one Russian Spetznaz trooper who started showing signs of the virus affecting him. His body has since been disposed of in the trash pile that gets burned daily; man that is a nasty ass job to have to go out and collect the dead bodies and burn them in the diesel fuel pyre.
Oh well I leave on patrol with what is left of a Force Recon unit that needs a couple of long range shooters to supplement their firepower. We are headed out towards Berezino since command has heard that there are several large ships moving into the port there. We would take a helo but the last one is down for maintenance and the Humvees’ are getting used up for spare parts now as well. We should be back in 4-5 days.
Edited by Reschke (07/23/12 02:34 PM)
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