Screenshot Storytelling - "The Struggle" blog - Reborn:X

M A N D A T O R Y I N T R O D U C T O R Y

Hello everyone once again. After some trials and errors I have finished the first part of my new, restarted Screenshot Storytelling attempt now with a horror theme on Resident Evil 6. I must write it wasn't easy with all the bugs and crashes this game has. This one will not be as long as the last Arma II blog but will feature totally new custom charas and a amateur story that kind of intersect with the RE6's original storyline. This all couldn't be possible without the help from the Resident Evil modding forums so big thanks to them for still caring and for still keeping the Resident Evil community alive.

GAME SPOLIERS AHEAD, be warned.

Unidentified hostile aircraft carrier, waters near Hong Kong, People's Republic of China.
Message received by Team Alpha, ex-USS combat team tasked with raiding the unidentified ship:

" Deployments orders in response to the arising crisis in China. Team: 1-1-A
Operatives: H & L
full combat loads

The Team Alpha is to be deployed as soon as possible in the field for the purpose of combat recce and data/intel gathering operations. It saddens our superiors how terrorist groups are becoming an ever increasing threat to regional stability and are being a direct threat to our own stability. Failed B.O.W.'s have started to be become a real threat to Lanshiang and it's neighbour Hong Kong resulting in unprecedented shift of balance for us. UN's BSAA strike teams and the city's PAP garrisons unability to contain the developing situation and to punish the enemy leaders has forced us to once again intervene in order to save our good name, the city, the entire country possibly from the threat of the Neo-Umbrella terrorist organisation. Initial orders for the operation are as follows:

1. Secure a breach into the carrier via the RHIB
2. Destroy or secure any documents concering the situation
3. Neutralize encountered enemy opposition
4. exfiltrate before the authorities or our guests the BSAA appear

The ship itself according to the analysts is mostly of Chinese or Soviet origin from the days of the CW. It is most likely possible that it was stolen from the rightful owners through the use of biological weapons or via organised hostile boarding parties. Enemy presence is expected to be limited to footsoldiers as the B.O.W.'s are reporting to be mentally unable to operate any of the devices or combat vehicle stored within the ship. There are IMNIT reports of diverse military hardware being stored inside including but not limited to: unidentified police APC's, unidentified MBT's, PLAAF fighter-bombers and anti-ship balistic missiles. Enemy is expected to rely heavily on sniper units, no unarmed J'avo's have been sighted yet inside the ship's interior. Explosions are bound to occur.

Remember that whatever is inside the ship that does not attack you or does not concern you is to be left untouched. No fingerprints left on the hardware and no commandering of the vehicles is allowed.

That is all... "

Operatives Haillay and Lenny's first taste of fire outside the United States' mainland is drawing near. As the RHIB approaches the aircraft carrier on the calm midnight waters something bad happens. An unidentified vehicle and an explosions rips throughout the ship causing the team to be violently thrown inside it's belly. Can you survive the insane world? Can you live through the darkness ahead?

"Dark.. so dark I can't see and my fucking helmet hurts!! aww..." "Where's the rest of the team and where's my objective area? Who's making this racket up front? What the bloody hell is this situation!?"
"Something has gone very terribly wrong and I'm going to die like this now..."

"Captain!! That B.O.W.'s gots a bead on my with it's dammed tentacles! What the fucking hell!?" "Hold on Lenny, you're going to be okay". Ka-ching sound ringing through the seemingly empty hangar as Haillay pumped the freak's nasty weirdohelmet's skull full of 12 gauge shells from his Benelii assault shotgun. The shotgun once again has proven it's use in such specific combat situations. Not having enough time to accustomize himself with his comrade or the new battlefield realities as the enemy sinper rifles starting to join the fray. Time to keep moving with the objectives that have been given.

"Looks like that's what might have crashed our peacful boat entry procedure... maybe it was something from our sponsors the BSAA?".

"Hostiles spotted on the catwalks to right! Sniping, sights are hot!" "Forget the opposition lets go grab the documents and finish our buissnes in here". The entire ship appeared just as described in the briefing files prior to the mission. Somewhere in Haillay's mind amongst the fear of the unknown and the bullets flying around there was a feeling aroused further by the adrenaline flowing through his body. The feeling of the thirst for blood, the hard to describe feeling of wanting to complete to orders like back in the SOF days.

"Alright the documents written in Mandarin are here on that desk and there's some also in this metal or aluminum I don't really care case..." "Lenny! supress those wankers while I sort this all out!" Few seconds of rummaging through papers all the needed information requsted by the HQ was found and taken care of accordingly. Time to get upstairs and take care of the annoying inteligent B.O.W's.

"Green aiming lasers spotted! Listen here Lenny we are going to do this nice and fast. Teamwork! You'll go and ensure their heads are kept low with your AM rifle while I'll knock them down with my EBR... there's some aircraft fuel stored apparently near their vicinity so that will just make it more worth it. Remember to count your shots!".

In firey flames of doom they all go down largely due to their own incompetence. The enemy is in its weakened state now and half of the objectives has been already accomplished without much problems.

"Hustle up through that Chinook! Follow me and stay low I know the best path to the crew's quaters".

Coughing up blood through his high-tech gasmask system as the mutated tentacled remnants of the Neo-Umbrella guard troopers slowly keep creeping on the downed body of Captain Haillay. Sargeant Lenny is way behind him trying to set up a good firing position for his AM rifle as the possibly final minutes of Haillay's life draw dangerously near. In the garbled words of his: "Fucking hell! It wasn't supposed to be like that!!".

To be continued in part II.

CONTENT USED:
CAPCOM's Resident Evil 6 video game. Agent as HUNK reskins made by Codename Hunk, M4A1 assault rifle replacement for BSAA standard issue made by Darknessvaltier. Models swaps, other player character enhancements thanks to the awesome tool made by Wilsonso who is one of the greatest Resident Evil modders ever.

SOME WORDS:

This one is a little short mostly because I'm kind of not feeling creative lately but it will hopefully change.