base once we start securing that area." Jeff said, showing me the map. It was indeed a decent sized complex, which meant it should have its own generator. With its own pier we could transfer food, people, and supplies there fairly easily.
"Is that a helipad on the side?" I asked, noticing the large square. If so, the traditional signal letter H was no longer there, but that would make things easier if it was.
"Looks like it to me," Jeff confirmed, "I'll have Radio ask them, the Port Royal was supposed to set up a radio for them to contact us, they should be about done. Hopefully we will be able to speak with them soon."
"Perfect. OOD, have the chopper ready, I'm going. Call Tony and have a team ready to go with me, as well as a welcome basket with some food stuffs." I said as I headed down to my quarters to get ready.
I was almost dressed and had all my blades in place when I heard a knock on the door.
"Enter." I said, and the one of the yeoman, or secretaries/message runners came in.
"Sir, the Port Royal has sent a new message. They were unable to get the radio to work with the new group's current power supply, so Capt. Neal ordered them to stay on station until your helicopter arrives, in case the helipad isn't accessible. He also ordered two engineers with solar panel equipment be loaded on the Gettysburg for them. The ship should be ready for cast off within the hour. He also ordered additional food and ammo stores loaded."
"Excellent. Thank you for the update. Tell him I am almost ready. I expect to be wheels up in no more than ten minutes."
"Yes sir." Said the yeoman. I believe his name was Tommy. As he left to relay my orders, I finished getting ready, then headed up to the flight deck. I stepped through the hatch and saw the team standing there next to the chopper. The pilot had just finished his preflight checks and was winding up the engines.
"Load up!" Tony yelled from behind me. I turned my head and watched him walk up with his gear. He walked past me, nodding, and started barking out orders to his men. We all loaded up in the chopper and got buckled up. As soon as we were all set the pilot looked back at me. I gave the thumbs up and we took off.
We headed northeast over the bay, passing the tip of the area we were securing. Once over the eastern bay, we turned north and followed the shoreline. We were low enough we could see if there were any signs of infected presence. Other than the usual signs of neglect, and disuse, we saw nothing to catch our attention.
"Five minutes." the pilot informed us. Tony's men started checking weapons and armor. We were planning for the worst, just in case. It sounded paranoid, but it's kept us alive for this long.
We came up to the apartments and circled, looking at the helipad. It looked clear enough to land. I ordered the pilot to land, but keep the engines running in case any infected were close by. We landed on the pad, and started unloading. Tony's men immediately set a perimeter around the chopper. As we finished unloading, we saw a man walking towards us. He waved to us, and motioned for us to follow.
"Hello. My name is Allen. Ethan, the one I guess you could say is in charge here, asked me to come out and get you. He is down on the dock with the captain of your ship. We have a fence surrounding the property, so your men don’t need to guard your chopper so closely. Follow me please." He then turned and started towards the building. We followed, looking around and seeing what they had.
"As you can see, we have limited power here, so very few lights are on, especially during the day. We
"Is that a helipad on the side?" I asked, noticing the large square. If so, the traditional signal letter H was no longer there, but that would make things easier if it was.
"Looks like it to me," Jeff confirmed, "I'll have Radio ask them, the Port Royal was supposed to set up a radio for them to contact us, they should be about done. Hopefully we will be able to speak with them soon."
"Perfect. OOD, have the chopper ready, I'm going. Call Tony and have a team ready to go with me, as well as a welcome basket with some food stuffs." I said as I headed down to my quarters to get ready.
I was almost dressed and had all my blades in place when I heard a knock on the door.
"Enter." I said, and the one of the yeoman, or secretaries/message runners came in.
"Sir, the Port Royal has sent a new message. They were unable to get the radio to work with the new group's current power supply, so Capt. Neal ordered them to stay on station until your helicopter arrives, in case the helipad isn't accessible. He also ordered two engineers with solar panel equipment be loaded on the Gettysburg for them. The ship should be ready for cast off within the hour. He also ordered additional food and ammo stores loaded."
"Excellent. Thank you for the update. Tell him I am almost ready. I expect to be wheels up in no more than ten minutes."
"Yes sir." Said the yeoman. I believe his name was Tommy. As he left to relay my orders, I finished getting ready, then headed up to the flight deck. I stepped through the hatch and saw the team standing there next to the chopper. The pilot had just finished his preflight checks and was winding up the engines.
"Load up!" Tony yelled from behind me. I turned my head and watched him walk up with his gear. He walked past me, nodding, and started barking out orders to his men. We all loaded up in the chopper and got buckled up. As soon as we were all set the pilot looked back at me. I gave the thumbs up and we took off.
We headed northeast over the bay, passing the tip of the area we were securing. Once over the eastern bay, we turned north and followed the shoreline. We were low enough we could see if there were any signs of infected presence. Other than the usual signs of neglect, and disuse, we saw nothing to catch our attention.
"Five minutes." the pilot informed us. Tony's men started checking weapons and armor. We were planning for the worst, just in case. It sounded paranoid, but it's kept us alive for this long.
We came up to the apartments and circled, looking at the helipad. It looked clear enough to land. I ordered the pilot to land, but keep the engines running in case any infected were close by. We landed on the pad, and started unloading. Tony's men immediately set a perimeter around the chopper. As we finished unloading, we saw a man walking towards us. He waved to us, and motioned for us to follow.
"Hello. My name is Allen. Ethan, the one I guess you could say is in charge here, asked me to come out and get you. He is down on the dock with the captain of your ship. We have a fence surrounding the property, so your men don’t need to guard your chopper so closely. Follow me please." He then turned and started towards the building. We followed, looking around and seeing what they had.
"As you can see, we have limited power here, so very few lights are on, especially during the day. We
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