The coming....

I know I haven't really been around much.
You see, it is because I knew it was coming. I don't really talk much about my membership in the zdu. It is kind of sensitive and I don't want people to panic. We have been studying the patterns for quite some time. We just didn't expect it to be this extreme. It spread much more quickly than we ever could have imagined. The guys in the think tank say at this rate there won't be anywhere that's safe within just a few hours time. We thought at first we would have days. We designated safe houses but they don't think there will be time to get anyone there. If only those fools in the government had listened to us...

It is time to gear up and start hunting. We think there might be nests of them. Maybe if we can take out the nests we can stop the spread in time to save a few...

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First Strike...

The eggheads were right about the nests.
They are gathering by the hundreds.
But for what?

I suppose raw numbers raw numbers tell us that the first strike went well. We did learn that they aren't as resilient as we first suspected. Sadly, we also learned they are allot faster than we thought they would be. The eggheads wanted us to bring back a specimen for study. They say it would have all the difference in the studies. Up until now it has all been controlled environments. We controlled the specimens before and after contamination. It made for more than a few mistakes on the strike.

Specimen?!? How the hell did they think we were going to being one of those things back? Ok, when we first went in we thought we could separate one or two of them from the mass and subdue it. Then...first blood. We didn't even see it coming when it took down Bagwell. It came out of nowhere and it was so fuckin' fast. Sharks was on it before it could do anymore damage in our ranks. Multiple rounds to the back of the head and it was pulp. Before this it was a little girl...maybe 10 or 11 years old....
Bagwell was a mess. She had bitten holes through his face, swallowed and eye, bitten straight through his skull...
It was my bullet that ended his misery.

I'll never forget the look in his eyes eye as he screamed in pain. He knew there was no way to save him and still he begged for his life. Well, begged as well as he could with the huge chunk taken out of his face...

Sharks had to pull me out of the daze of horror just as another one of the things was coming over the railing at me.

After the firestorm ended the lead team took a few minutes to survey the scene. We don't have an exact number of the Specimen we had taken down. Maybe the eggheads were right when they said we got overzealous. There was a great deal of...pulp...left. We know there were at least 200 of them And we got them all.

And to the ones we lost...Bagwell and 6 others...we'll win this war. Your deaths won't have been for naught....

There's the alarm. They've located another nest. Time to suit up again.
Maybe it is better I didn't even get a change to shower the gore off of me...

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What the *$@%!!!

What were they thinking sending us in there?
It was a pure suicide mission.
We lost so many...I barely made it out alive.
I found Sharks, Patter, Davis and Gin. We are hold up in a vent shaft in the old warehouse.
They are getting smarter. I swear they knew we were coming. The are communicating somehow.
They are like terrorists. They have cells all over the place. The Nest we found before was small compared to this. We were told the room was clear but when we dropped in the ceiling we were surrounded by thousands of them.
Sharks things we should go back to the unit.
I think we were set up.
They eggheads told us it would be small.
I am beginning to think they knew better. We wanted to mobilize days ago. We suspected where some of the Nests were and we wanted to strike. They gave us some cock and bull line about wanting to make sure we knew we could have maximum destruction of the Specimen with minimum Innocent casualty. They go down so easy when you strike. Sure it takes head shots but it is almost like their skulls are rotten and soft like over-ripe melon. But, they have us in number and speed.

I don't know when I'll be able to transmit another update.
Please know we didn't think it was going to go this way.
Know that I love you. Take good care of her. She'll need you now.

Oh shit...I think they're...

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