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Chapter V-House 21 It was 12:00 PM on the day of the outbreak in Baltimore City. Roland Avenue had been in chaos for the past two hours since the news reports began. Everyone in the neighborhood was frantically stocking their cars with whatever belongings they could get. Inside the fire house of pump truck 21 had it's own problems. The fire house was built back in 1902 back when horse and carriage were used before fire trucks were invented. The building was old but well made and sturdy. Half of the floor had been re-paved back in the 1960's and new garage doors and windows were put in six years ago. With a little work it could be the perfect fort. There was sleeping quarters, a gym, Chief's office, Chief's sleeping quarters, lounge and game room, showers and bathroom, and a storage room with metallic shelves on the second floor. There was a dispatch booth, lounge, kitchen, bathroom, engine house, and lockers on the first floor. There was a boiler, large refrigerator, and Carl's Y2K bunker down in the basement. There were two back doors on the west side of the fire house. One on the first floor and one on the second floor with a black metal staircase leading up to it. The entire north side of the fire house was just walls except for a thirty foot tower that use to be used in the old days to dry the hoses. There was also a long steel ladder that was used in the tower for roof access in case of special maintenance. On the east end of the fire house was the two large white garage doors that had six windows per door. On the south side of the fire house was six seven foot tall windows. In the small bathroom on the west end of the fire house was a small ventilation window. There was also a small window on the first floor just above the kitchen and lounge. On the second floor of the fire house were six windows on the south side, two on the west end, and four on the east end. The engine house usually housed two Ambulances, a pump truck, and Chief's SUV. There use to be a ladder truck before the city took it away eight years ago. "Downtown needs you, they're setting up medical tents, otherwise you all are free from my command." Chief said to the Paramedics as they all reviewed a city map covered in red, yellow, and blue circles, then went to their assigned ambulances. "Ok, open them up." Chief ordered to Joey who then opened the two large white garage doors from inside the small dispatch booth that was at the front of the fire house. The two Ambulances pulled out of the fire house and headed south down Roland Avenue. Chief was 6'0, 59 years old, African American, with black hair wearing a white uniform shirt and navy blue pants. Joey was 5'2, 19 years old, Caucasian, with brown hair wearing a navy blue fire fighters uniform. Gun shots could be heard outside from Carl's hunting rifle. Denis walked in through the side door of the fire house. "Almost everybody's packed." He said to Chief. Denis was 5'8, 49 years old, Caucasian, with blonde hair wearing a navy blue fire fighters uniform. Before Chief could reply, Denis turned to Joey who was just coming out of the dispatch booth. "Hey get out there and help out Darrel and Carl". Joey nodded and headed toward the side door. "Hey!" Denis said pointing at the open garage doors of the fire house. "Close those up." Denis said as Joey rolled his eyes and ran back to the dispatch booth to shut the garage doors. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Denis asked into the booth as the doors closed. The residence outside were peeling away driving north up Roland Avenue. Horns honking, drivers yelling, and a slight fender bender that didn't seem to faze either driver. "Hey hold up!" A man from outside yelled into the fire house as the residence of the neighborhood drove north up Roland Avenue. Joey quickly hit the door button once to stop them from closing then again to open them completely. "Mike what the hell are you still doing here?" Chief said to Mike who was 5'9, and Latino, with buzz cut hair wearing a police uniform with Kevlar body armor. "I'm heading out of town but I figured you guys would hold up here." He said as he opened the back of the police SUV. "Help me out with these." Mike began taking guns out of the back of the black SUV. Chief, Denis, and Joey began helping Mike putting them in a pile in the fire house. Mike did the same. Several minutes later Carl and Darrel carrying a gas can in each hand came in through the side door of the fire house. They put the gas cans down next to the Chief's SUV. They both looked in amazement at the arsenal Mike had given them. "Ok that's everything I'm outta here. Good luck guys." Mike said as he hastily ran to his SUV and drove off making a U turn and going north on Roland Avenue. "Joey shut the doors." Chief said. Joey nodded and ran into the dispatch booth and closed the two large white garage doors of the fire house. Carl went back outside, shots could be heard. "Hey, Carl nice shot. Hey I'm human put down the gun!" Was heard from outside the fire house. Chief ran out the front door to see who was shouting. He looked across the street at Vince. "Vince, what the hell are you still doing here." Chief said as he came out the side door. "I could ask you the same question chief." Vince replied. "Hell you know us we ain't going no where." Denis said as he came out through the side door of the firehouse. "Is the whole crew here chief?" "Most of them." "Where you going kid?" Denis asked. "I'm heading over to Jenny's place then me and her are going to the Art Museum to get my dad." "Let me get you a gun. Denis, get Vince a shot...." "No thanks Chief I'll be ok." Vince interrupted the chief with a smile. "I got this." Vince said holding up his black baseball bat before running back into his house across the street. "Hey Chief why didn't Vince want a gun?" Denis said in curiosity. Carl looked at Chief and nodded as he headed toward the fire house and went inside. He thought for a second. "I'll tell you later golden boy." Chief said to Denis as they headed for the side door of the fire house. "What was that all about?" Darrel asked as they walked in waiting for a response from at least one of the three men. "Vince gonna go play Shaun of the Dead." Denis sarcastically said after a few seconds of silence. "What the hell is Shaun of the Dead?" "Never mind, asshole." "Where you moving the stuff Mike brought?" Chief asked Darrel. "Right by the lockers in the back." Joey answered Chief as he went to the pile of weapons and ammo that were by the side door to grab another hand full. Carl reloaded his Remington M700 hunting rifle as Darrel and Joey continued moving the weapons and ammo to the north end of the engine house. "Hey finish that load then grab some wood, nails, and hammers." Chief said to Joey and Darrel as they carried their load of guns from one pile to the next at the north end of the room. "Denis grab a steel cutter, visor, and gloves, go out back and start taking apart that stair case out there." "Why?" Denis asked. "We might need that metal." Denis gave Chief a weird look then headed for the steel spiral stair case that lead upstairs. "Carol go with him." Chief said to Carl who then nodded and headed out to the alley out back with rifle in hand. "Hey guys what's up?" A firefighter said as he came down the steel black spiral stair case. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him. "Uhhh.... I'm gonna go back to bed." The firefighter said as he began going back up the spiral stair case. "No hey Richie get back here. Come down here." Chief said to him. Richie came down the spiral stair case. "What ya need Chief?" He asked cautiously. "Darrel finish moving the guns and ammo, then grab a pad and pencil and list what Mike brought us. Joey grab some wood, nails, and three hammers. Richie you, me, and Joey are gonna board up this left garage door." Chief said as Joey grabbed some boards, Chief grabbed a box of nails, Richie stood there in awl. "Chief? Can you please tell me what the fuck's going on here?" Richie said sternly to Chief. Chief rolled his eyes then turned to him. "Baltimore's been taken over by zombies. Denis, Carl, Darrel, Joey, and me are not leaving this house. Your either in or out, which is it gonna be?" He said fast and sternly. Richie looked on in horror. "Hell yeah I'm in." He said as his look of horror quickly turned into a large smile as he grabbed a hammer and some wood and walked over to the left garage door. Richie was 5'5, 28 years old, Asian American, with brown hair, wearing a navy blue firefighter uniform. "Board up the windows but don't block the slants, just incase we need to open the doors." Chief said as him, Joey, and Richie began hammering boards over there sections of door they each picked. Several minutes passed before they were done hammering the left garage door. There was a gun shot outside from Carl's hunting rifle. "Well there goes another one." Joey said happily with a hint of sarcasm as he went to get more nails and wood for the right garage door. Darrel had all the rifles and shotguns leaned up against the south wall and all the pistols, clips, magazines, and ammo on the two tables that were in the middle of the room. He then ran upstairs to get a pad and pencil from Chief's office. Chief, Richie, and Joey began boarding up the right garage door. A few minutes into doing that Darrel came back down from up stairs with a pad in his left hand and pencil in his right hand. He then began counting up the arsenal that Mike brought to the fire house. Several minutes later Chief, Joey, and Richie finished boarding up the right garage door. "What do we got Darrel?" Chief said to Darrel noticing that he had finished counting. Darrel handed Chief the list. He looked at the list and read it to himself. "Jesus." He said to himself after he finished reading the list. "Ok Darrel go get all the guns that we brought in and count those up too." He said to Darrel who then took the pad of paper from Chief then went to the kitchen where the fire fighter's personal guns were. Darrel began listing the small arsenal. "Richie, Joey get some more wood and nails and start boarding up those three windows there on the south wall. I'll get the fourth one in a minute." Chief said to the two men as he walked over to the empty clips and magazines and began filling them with bullets. Darrel came into the engine house with the pad of paper in his hand. "Here." Darrel said to Chief as he handed him the list. He looked at the list and read it to himself as he did the one before. "Take over." Chief said to Darrel who then began loading clips and magazines with bullets. "We'll be alright." Chief said to himself with a smile. He threw the pad of paper onto the table covered in ammo and grabbed some wood and nails. Richie and Joey had boarded up the first two windows, Joey was just finishing window three as Richie began boarding window four. Chief was about to begin working on window number five when his cell phone rang. He was surprised that he was getting a phone call considering the current circumstances. "Hello?" He said, there was a pause. "Vince, don't worry we'll be there real soon to help you out." He said with a burst of confidence as he realized Vince was ok. There was a pause as he listened to Vince. "Ok hang in there buddy." He said before he closed the small silver cell phone with one hand and looked at the red pump truck parked on the left side of the engine house. "Guys come here, stop what your doing." He said to Darrel, Richie, and Joey as they stopped what they were doing and crowded around Chief. "Joey get everything out of the cab of the pump truck and open that extra seat." Joey ran right to the cab and began clearing the fire fighting gear and junk from the truck cab. "Richie, Darrel I want you to get the ladders off the truck. It's a two man job. Go!" Richie and Darrel ran to the truck and began untying the ropes that held the right side ladder on the truck. Chief went into the kitchen and out the back door where Denis was still cutting the steel stair case. Carl was still keeping guard. "Denis." Chief said but Denis couldn't hear him in account of the loud metallic scrapping noise of the cutter cutting into the steel stair case. "Denis!" He stopped the cutter and lifted his visor. "Yeah?" He said to Chief as Carl was being motioned inside the fire house. "I need you to come inside. It's an emergency." Chief said as Denis and him walked straight into the fire house at a steady pace. Chief closed and locked the wooden door, then pushed the kitchen table, with all of the firefighter's weapons from home on it, up against the back door to barricade it. "Carl I want you to get some guns and ammo together. Denis I want you to strip this truck of any equipment we don't need out there." Carl went back to the kitchen to grab some of his favorites, Denis ran to the truck and began opening doors on the side removing oxygen tanks. Chief grabbed a green vehicle repair kit, an orange first aid kit, and a black nylon bag full of road side tools and put them in the cab of the truck just as Joey was done clearing it. "Done Chief." Joey said awaiting his next orders. "Go help Denis strip the truck of equipment. Go tell Richie and Darrel to do the same." Joey ran to the other side of the truck to begin taking equipment out of the compartments on that side. Chief went to the back of the truck and began pulling the center column of hose off of the truck. Carl came walking out of the kitchen carrying a plastic container. He put the container on the "ammo table" as he removed a black duffle bag from the container and began putting clips and boxes of ammo in the bag. He loaded an M16A1, two shotguns, three Glocks, two Berettas, and an M4A1 assault rifle. He put the Berettas in the duffle bag. He then put the two shotguns and the M4 in the cab of the truck along with the duffle bag. The three Glocks were placed in the plastic container, he then slung the M16A1 over his shoulder along with his Remington hunting rifle and picked up the plastic container. Chief had just finished pulling the rest of the hose from the center column off the truck. Denis, Richie, Darrel, and Joey had finished taking the equipment off the truck. Carl went to the back of the truck and pushed the plastic container and the two rifles onto the back. "Everybody come here. Crowed around." Chief said to everyone. "Vince's in trouble, he needs a ride. Denis, Carl your coming with me. Darrel, Joey, Richie your staying here. Finish boarding up the windows. Except the one above the kitchen. We can use that as a look out....." He stopped and thought for a second. "After you guys board the windows, search all these lockers for anything useful. Then use the empty lockers to barricade the boarded windows.... But don't touch Carl's, Jesus you guys remember when Tom nearly blew his hand off poking around in there?" Chief and the guys had a short laugh remembering how Tom got worked up over nothing knowing his hand was ok. Chief turned to Denis and Carl. "Let's move out." He said as he grabbed a Kevlar vest. Denis and Carl grabbed ones too. The three men put on the black Kevlar vests. Carol, Denis, and Chief began putting on they're yellow firefighting pants, boots, and coats for extra protection incase they needed it. "Darrel your in charge until we get back." Chief said as Denis got into the truck cab. Chief walked around the front of the truck to the driver's side door. He opened to door and saw Denis in the front seat. "I'm driving." He said to Denis sternly with a no nonsense look on his face. Denis didn't put up a fight and slid over into the passenger seat. Chief climbed up into the truck's driver seat and turned the ignition. "Hey Chief wait!" Joey shouted to him as he ran to the driver's side of the truck. "Here." Joey handed him two radios, Chief handed one of them to Denis. "When you hear those sirens open the door for us." He said to Joey as he handed a third radio up to Carl who was tying himself tight with hoses to the rods that separated the three columns of hoses. "I'll do that sir, good luck out there." Joey said to him with sympathy. He nodded and looked sternly at the garage door waiting for Joey to enter the dispatch booth and open it. After a few seconds the garage door slowly opened. The red fire truck drove out of house 21 heading south on Roland Avenue on it's way to the Art Museum.

Or there is a magical way of easily passing it...cheat! After the cutscene, do the Jetpack cheat, wait for the train to pass the parts they duck before the tunnel, and get on the train, do a weapons cheat (proffesional weapons) and kill them. Get back to smoke, and do the rest of the thing.

die Would you rather.... To become a god and die in the 2 second or to become the satan and die after 6,666,666 centuries? (666,666,600 years, i think)

I prefer your current one, and actully, i dont want to change my snowy clock working hooded death.

Nice CM, very fun. Killing the cops and all...

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pdcdamlwtf Pussy, dick, cock, doggy ass, move, lick laugh what the fuck!? HOW THE FUCK I GET THOSE COMBINATIONS?!!!?!

sgytfhgb Sergeant God, Yellow Tits, Fucking Hell, Good Boy

TerroristG5 Level: 126 Health: 60,000/100,000 Ammo: 100,000/100,000 Attack: 999 Defence: 999 Weapons power: 999 Luck: 999 Money: 1,999,999,999,999 Workers: 9999 Technicians-Screwdriver/Hammer 9999 Cannon Workers-Cannonballs/Heads 9999 Minigun Workers-Ammo/Carriers 9999 Drug Dealers-Cocaine & Weed/Heroin & Crack 9999 Corrupted F.B.I.-ID's/Cameras 9999 Robbers-M4/Dual Desert Eagle Soldiers: 9999 Kamikaze-Bombs/Cars 9999 Hoods-Desert Eagle/AK47 9999 Ninjas-Katanas/Silent M4 9999 Hitmen-PGM Sniper Rifle/Silent Dual Uzi 9999 Gangsters-Dual Sawn-off Shotgun/Dual Colt Anaconda 9999 Terrorists-Minigun/Dual M60

Granted but Noodle, angry for the dead George Washington, kills you I wish for a Cat to fall to the water and that the rooster will laugh at him! (why: cause a wet pussy always makes a cock feel good)

Its an RPG i made. WANNA PLAY?!!!! SAY YES OR ILL FRY YOUR BALLS!!!L0L!!ZOMG H4XOR!!!!JK!!!!

SatanicSoul Level: 66 Health: 5666/6000 Ammo: 8000/9000 Attack: 666 Defence: 666 Weapons power: 666 Luck: 1 Money: 60,000,000 Workers: 6666 Pimps-Hookers/Crakced Hookers 6666 Drug Dealers-Crack/Weed 5555 Moonshiners-Vodka/Whisky 5555 Hitmen-Rifle/Silent Pistol 4444 Elite Drug Dealers-Cocaine/Heroin 3333 Financial Managers-Fake Money/Bank Hacking Soldiers: 6666 Midget Stabbers-Dual Knife/Knife 6666 Hustler-9mm Berreta/Colt 1911 5555 Street Warriors-AK47/Dual Katanas 5555 Gangsters-Dual Sawn off Shotgun/Dual Colt Pythons 4444 Assassin-PSG 1/Silent M4 3333 Satanists-RPG/Minigun

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msvyttq Me Spider Vice You talking To Question (lol, how the fucking satanic pentagram those letters got like that?!?!?!?!! )

THERES ONLY ONE PROBLEM... there are no other folks...

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GreenTerror Level: 6 Health: 78/300 Ammo: 500/500 Attack: 8 Defence: 4 Weapons power: 7 Luck: 6 Workers: 51 Drug Dealers-Crack/Weed 46 Hookers-Blowjob/In the ass 43 Hitmen-Sniper Rifles/Silent Pistols 32 Special Dealers-Cocaine/Heroin 34 Pimps-Hookers/Cracked Hookers 23 Elite Hitmen-PSG 1 Sniper Rifle/Silent MP5 10 Elite Drug Dealers-Cocaine and Weed/Heroin and Crack Soldiers: 21 Hoods-AK 47/M4 15 Street Soldiers-Desert Eagles/M4 17 Hustlers-Dual Desert Eagles/MP5 18 Street Sergeants-Dual Sawn Off Shotgun/Combat Shotgun 13 Gangsters-Colt Anaconda/Colt Python 7 Special Forces-PSG 1 Sniper Rifle/Silent M4 9 Street Generals-Minigun/M60

I call it "3RD FINGER ATTACK iiIii" should i take him?!

There's an easy explanation for all of this. Jew's dont eat ham cause they think its a dirty animal. Agreed. Even if there is god, so he created us to be different, not to worship him all of our lives. Some people believe, their choice, some people dont, their choice. Fanatics. Stupid, crazy and idiotic people.

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GTA IV??!!!!YOU IS 1 OF FIRST PEOPLE PLAY GTA IV?!?!!? fucking lucky...

Dragons are the Wannabees, Sharks are Sharks, they are allies, they are 2 seperetive gangs, if you attack one in front of the other, he will attack you.

^theres such a name Russell?? I tought its only a surname. (eg. Kurt Russell)